By the time Gabrielle pulled Rove back to the dance floor, the Weird Sisters had already played Ravel's Peacock Dance for the Dead Princess.

Round put his arm around Gabrielle's waist and listened to the music of guitar and double bass, accordion and banjo as he danced and clattered on the smooth floor.

Gabrielle put her arm on Rove's shoulder, and she asked in a whisper:

"Rove, does your leg still hurt? If it hurts, I'll help you rub it, and my massage skills are also very good. ”

Rov suddenly remembered that Gabrielle had been learning to collect spider bristles from him, and that she had accidentally taken the legs of the thick-skinned, eight-eyed spider...... Broke two.

Thinking of this, Rove hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's okay, my leg doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Gabelle was quite sorry for not being able to show her massage skills, and out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Shirley, who was still resting not far away, and asked:

"Hey, Rove, I'm the same age as Shirley now, which of the two of us do you think is prettier?"

This question is a bit self-inflicted, even if Gabrielle is a mixed-race girl known for her beauty, but there is still a big gap from Shirley tonight.

However, Rove still replied with high emotional intelligence: "You are both beautiful, but the focus of beauty is different, and there is no comparison." ”

Gabrielle snorted softly, clearly unhappy with Rove's ambiguous answer.

At the same time, while Rove was leaving, many male students came to invite Shirley to dance.

Gabrielle watched Shirley coldly refuse the invitations one by one, but the students still flocked to the point that there was a long queue, and she sighed softly:

"In just a few minutes, there were dozens of students lined up, and I had just sat for most of the day, and there were not so many people inviting me, obviously...... Everyone thinks Shirley is better looking than me. ”

Rove thought that Gabrielle was going to admit defeat, but who knew that she changed her words and said:

"Shirley may be a little better looking than me, but I have a big advantage that she can't match in any way."

"What's the advantage?" Rove asked curiously.

"Height!" Gabrielle grinned, "I just compared, I'm going to be half a head taller than Shirley!" ”

After Gabrielle took the growth potion, her current physical age is fourteen years old, which is indeed quite a lot taller than Shirley of the "same age".

"I'm sure I'll be about the same height as Margaery in the future." Gabrielle said triumphantly, "I'm also long-legged." ”

"That's good." Rove laughed.

"So......" Gabrielle blinked and asked shyly, "Rove, what kind of heels do you like?" Stiletto, tapered heel, wedges or horseshoe heels? ”

Rove was completely unable to keep up with Gabrielle's out-of-the-box thinking, and he wondered:

"Why did you suddenly get up to this topic?"

"I'm planning for a rainy day." Gabrielle said proudly:

"If you don't look as good as Shirley, you have to give full play to your advantages in other aspects, don't you like long legs and high heels the most?"

The corners of Rove's mouth twitched and he asked, "Who told you that?" ”

"Margaery has come to you several times, and I've seen you peeking at her legs and feet." Gabrielle had a discerning expression and snorted:

"I also specifically asked Margaery, she said that you are leg control and foot control, and when you were a child, you took advantage of her sleep and secretly touched her legs, do you still want to admit it?"

“……”

Rove gritted his teeth, Margaery always ruined his image, when did he like long legs, okay...... He liked it.

Gabrielle wrapped her hands tightly around Rove's shoulders, and her little face fluttered and she fantasized about the future:

"I'm younger than Shirley, I have longer legs than her, and when I grow up, I'll step on more than ten centimeters of high heels and shake my long legs in front of you every day...... I'm mad at her, hehe~"

“……”

With the mentality of "the advantage is mine", Gabrielle pulled Rove to dance, her dancing skills are really good, her body is still very soft, and she can make many difficult movements.

With the soft sound of the guitar, the two of them glided lightly across the dance floor, and soon a space was vacated around them, and the crowd could be heard in admiration.

Parvati, who had returned to the table to rest, was watching the scene intently.

Her sister Padma came over and asked, "Sister, why don't you continue dancing with Potter?" ”

"Nothing to jump on." Parvati crossed her arms and stilted her legs, she looked at Harry on the side, and said dissatisfied:

"It's better to dance with Harry than to have fun with a stick."

"I'm going to invite Rove to dance." Padma opened her mouth and asked, "Sister, do you want to go too?" ”

"Isn't Rolf dancing on the dance floor with that Beauxbatons schoolgirl?" Parvati wondered, "The two of them have only been dancing for a few minutes, how can you invite?" ”

"Let's start lining up now, and when he comes down in a while, I'll be able to send out invitations." Padma pointed not far away and said, "Look, there are already female students lining up over there, wait a little longer, and the line should be at the door." ”

“……”

Parvati thought to himself that it would be better to try his luck if Rove agreed to his invitation.

She turned her head and asked, "You don't mind, Harry?" ”

"What?" Harry said he was looking at Cho Chang and Cedric.

"Oh, it's nothing, you just sit here and stare at someone else's female companion, I'll go first."

After Parvati finished speaking, he happily lined up with his sister.

This embarrassed Harry, who withdrew his gaze and suddenly saw Professor McGonagall, who hurried to meet him, and asked in a hurried voice:

"Professor McGonagall, did you find Ron?"

"I found it." Professor McGonagall looked terrible, and she said coldly, "He's at the prom right now." ”

"Going to the prom?" Harry looked up in confusion and said, "Why didn't I see him?" ”

"Not here." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said, "Attend the ball in the Potions office." ”

"Potions Office?" Harry wondered, "Why is Ron there?" ”

"You'll have to ask Weasley." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said, "He invited Professor Snape to be his dance partner." ”

"It can't be!" Harry shouted.

"Nothing impossible." Professor McGonagall said, "Anyway, Professor Snape and Weasley are now in the Potions Office, diving into the Potions. ”

"There must be a misunderstanding here." Harry said, "I'm going to find Ron." ”

"Potter, I'd advise you not to go." Professor McGonagall warns:

"Professor Snape is very emotionally unstable right now, and I'm afraid he'll act aggressively when he sees you."

"You don't want to waltz with Professor Snape and Weasley all night in the Potions office, do you?"

“……”

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