Suddenly, Hufflepuff's Ernie McMillan raised his hand and asked in a loud voice, "What ......about that?" Professor McGonagall, may I ask ......?"

“…… Well...... I mean, I have a boy friend who wants to know when we're at the Christmas Ball...... Can I invite boys? ”

When he asked this, McMillan had a goofy, wistful smile on his face.

Hallie couldn't help but quietly give McMillan a thumbs up, she likes this kind of good teammate who knows how to take the initiative to start a team and can also do perfect assists!

Listening to McMillan's question, many people around laughed.

Dean and Seamus laughed at the same frequency, and they both leaned forward and backwards, which made people wonder why they were laughing so happily.

But after all, laughing and laughing, there were actually quite a few Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors who looked at Professor McGonagall expectantly.

After all, MacMillan's question is very serious, and it belongs to the traditional arts of the Dahu Empire!

The law of the ancestors cannot be abolished, and the tradition of the great is not lost!

"Hmmm......"

Professor McGonagall hesitated for a moment, apparently she hadn't expected such a question to pop up, so she hadn't prepared in advance.

However, after carefully reviewing the rules and the historical traditions of the Great Empire, Professor McGonagall nodded,

"Of course, Mr. Ernie McMillan, this is your freedom, and we will not interfere."

"Professor, you should say it's my friend's freedom."

McMillan was nodding his head in satisfaction, when he suddenly remembered something, and argued loudly,

"I asked for my boy friend, he wanted to know!"

The classroom erupted in loud laughter again, and Justin poked McMillan in the back and asked in a whisper:

"Who is this friend of yours? How did I not know? ”

"Of course it's you!" McMillan gave him a vicious look and placed the pot on Justin's head.

This time it was Justin's turn to be circled.

He thought about it for a long time, and he couldn't remember when he asked McMillan to ask him this question.

But to be honest, he did want to ask, so Justin didn't say anything in the end.

As a result, in the eyes of others, this can be regarded as Justin's acquiescence!

Several girls crossed Justin off their mental lists and added McMillan back to it.

I wonder how Justin and McMillan would have felt when they found out about this.

"Okay, my fault, I apologize to you, Mr. Ernie McMillan."

Professor McGonagall blinked, as if she had seen through everything,

"Let that talk get past it. Now, as someone who has come before, I would like to give you a word of advice. ”

Hearing this, the smile in the classroom quickly subsided.

Everyone sat down, listening to Professor McGonagall attentively, unwilling to let go of any information.

"You'd better choose your favorite dance partner as soon as possible, and don't hesitate to send out invitations."

Professor McGonagall coughed twice,

"If you've been indecisive and don't invite until the prom is approaching, you'll find that the good girl and the great guy have already been invited away."

The laughter in the classroom returned, and it grew louder and louder. Everyone looked around at their classmates.

Many of the boys immediately turned their attention to Hallie and Hermione in the first row, Harley to be precise.

Hallie was a warrior, and she looked even more refined than the Beauxbatons half-breed girl.

The body is mixed with nobility and elegance, and there is a bit of charm and temptation that I don't know where it comes from.

In the past, the Daily Prophet has published Harley's photo many times.

In the photo, whether it is wearing a snow-white women's long dress with long white stockings and high heels,

is still wearing a black neutral wizard robe, combing a ponytail and a heroic posture and radiance, which makes many people, including these little wizards, feel yearning.

And the last time she welcomed guests from other magic schools, the elegance of Harley's gorgeous black dress and glove with long white silk gloves became the eternal white moonlight in the hearts of many young wizards.

To be able to invite such a beautiful girl to dance, no matter how you think about it, it will be profitable!

Even a few Hufflepuff and Gryffindor girls cast their eyes on them, their eyes full of anticipation.

After all, I have my own national conditions, come girls don't be shy!

"One more thing," Professor McGonagall said at the end of the conversation, turning her gaze specifically to Hallie.

"Harry, I must remind you that as is traditionally customary in tournaments, the ball will be opened by the warriors and their dance partners."

"That said, Harley, you can't miss this Ball."

"And for the sake of Gryffindor and Hogwarts' honor, I hope you prepare well and learn to dance in advance."

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Professor McGonagall didn't say anything more, but waited quietly for the class to end.

The bell rang soon for the end of class, and the little wizards were excitedly packing up their things, not forgetting to discuss the previous topic on a chatter.

Professor McGonagall's words spread throughout Hogwarts at an astonishing rate.

Prior to this, many young wizards had vaguely learned about the Yuball, but none of them had been given the most accurate explanation.

And now, after Professor McGonagall had taken the lead in endorsing the claim of the Ball, Hogwarts was excited.

For the upcoming Christmas ball, the young wizards begin to show off their talents, and the most obvious change is in appearance.

Even though it's still 10 a.m., the common room and washrooms are packed.

For the first time, the wizards began to pay attention to their own image.

Like Seamus and Dean, who used to wash their feet every two days, wash their hair every three days, take a shower once a week, and shave once a month, they are now eager to clean themselves from the inside out.

Many boys even begin to pay attention to taking special time to take care of their hair, applying hairspray, wax and a little perfume.

The witches also rushed back to the dormitory as soon as possible, and spent more energy than before dressing themselves.

School uniforms will not be worn anymore, who will wear such old-fashioned and featureless clothes? Do you wear it? I don't wear it anyway.

The girls all rummaged through the cabinets and carefully selected their second most gorgeous clothes-

As for why it's not your most precious and gorgeous outfit, of course, it's because the best one is to be worn at the Ball.

Suddenly, there were long queues in Ms. Pomfrey's infirmary and in Professor Sprout's office.

Many people didn't want to use the potion of the concentrated water dilution of Babo's tubers to get rid of their pimples on their faces, but now they don't resist at all.

As long as you can make yourself more beautiful, even if it is an extract from a cockroach corpse, the little wizards here are also happy!

And in the past, Filch complained every day, the recess fights that professors deducted points every day for this, and the phenomenon that professors hated so much that they rushed out of the classroom and rushed to the cafeteria after class, disappeared after the second big class.

It was 12 o'clock at noon, but not many people rushed to the auditorium.

Everyone began to walk steadily, and some even tried to walk with Filch's Lady Loris.

And the voices of the little wizards have also become smaller, and even if there is a conflict, they are all polite and yin-yang, and occasionally they will spew out one or two "beautiful traditional quintessences".

There is no other reason to do this, the main thing is a gentleman and a lady! The main thing is to never destroy your image!

But that's not enough, as Professor McGonagall said, it's all about being proactive, and you can't just be stupid and wait for someone to invite you.

In that case, good wizards and witches would have been invited by others long ago.

As we all know, only by taking the initiative to start a group can you take the lead!

So I don't know the situation of others for the time being, but in the process of eating, Harley received more than 20 invitations, some from boys and some from girls.

Well, that's a big deal.

However, Harley naturally refuses to do so.

The invitation from those male witches would definitely not be accepted, after all, the way she played the witch of pleasure, Harley still kept in mind.

This has become an instinct engraved in her bones, and she will not violate it even if she dies.

She, Hallie, the ageless witch, will never be insensitive to boys!

As for the invitation of some girls, Hallie is actually a little moved, after all, these girls are really beautiful.

Well...... However, it was only for the sake of her heart, and Harley still rejected them coldly.

After all, I already have a goal to prepare an invitation.

This is the first time that the ageless witch Aquaman has tried to develop this routine, and now it is harvest season.

When the wizards and witches came to invite, Hermione sat silently, seemingly intently cutting the lamb chops.

In every way, she had no reason to say anything.

But Hermione was inexplicably unhappy, and there were always some words that were not spit out and unhappy.

But when Hallie rejected them, Hermione was inexplicably happy.

When the two went to the library to meet Fleur, Hermione said in a slightly envious voice:

"You're so popular, Hallie. No one invited me. ”

Hallie chuckled softly, taking advantage of her height, and pinched Hermione's nose at great speed:

"What do you think? My Hermione is so good, there will definitely be no shortage of invitations. ”

"Really?" Hermione brushed Harry's hand away, and at the same time looked at Harley suspiciously,

"How do I feel like you're cheating on me?"

"Of course, it's the truth." Hallie laughed and said, "Because ......"

Before Harley could finish her sentence, a boy suddenly appeared and blocked the two of them.

It's Krum.

At this time, he wore his Quidditch jersey, which was full of medals from various championships.

Although he has only played for three years, Krum has already won many league titles, or major competitions between the Nordic countries.

So those medals were all over the top half of his jersey.

Obviously, in Krum's heart, this is his most precious piece of clothing.

He was followed by a large group of boys and girls, many of whom had parchment and quill pens in their hands, as if they were about to sign autographs.

But there were also many people who stared at Krum empty-handed.

These people look as if they want to swallow Krum, and they probably have a common goal - they hope that they can invite Krum to be a dance partner at the Santa Ball.

However, after seeing the people in front of Krum, many people suddenly realized something.

Harley faintly heard a few sobs from the crowd, and it was clear that there were already some witches or wizards who thought they couldn't have invited Krum.

After all, in their hearts, no one could resist Krum's charm, and Harley was not surprised.

After taking a seat in front of Harley and Hermione, Krum took a deep breath.

He asked aloud in his own English, which he was not particularly proficient in, but which was clearly well practiced:

"Miss Harry Potter, may I invite you to the Ball?"

As he said this, his eyes were fixed on Harry's turquoise eyes, and his expression was so focused that Hermione on the side did not catch eye at all.

Hallie was stunned for a moment, then a polite smile appeared on her face.

"Mr. Victor Krum," Harley asked, not in a hurry to refuse immediately, but with some interest,

"May I find out why you would have thought of inviting me?"

Krum looked around at the crowd around him, and his voice was a little quieter:

"Because I feel like almost most people in the whole of Hogwarts have their eyes on me all the time."

"Only you, and a few other people, such as Miss Delacour and Miss Granger, don't pay that much attention to me."

"I don't know if you've ever noticed this, but I don't really like people paying more attention to me."

"I just want to make people happy with my Quidditch skills, but I don't like people wasting too much time and energy on me."

"And a beautiful lady like you, who doesn't pay much attention to my fame, really makes me yearn for it."

"So, Miss Hallie Potter, would you accept my invitation to be my dance partner and join me at the Ball?"

But Hallie smiled and shook her head politely, and simply poured a basin of cold water on Krum:

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Krum. I can't accept your invitation. After all, I already have a goal in mind that I want to invite. ”

"Really? I see, I took the liberty of it. ”

Listening to Hallie's words, Krum's face inevitably showed a look of disappointment, but he still bowed slightly politely.

But Krum did not leave immediately. His gaze moved to Hermione next to him very smoothly, and without hesitation, he asked the same topic as before:

"Miss Hermione Granger, may I invite you to join me at the Ball?"

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(End of chapter)