Hermione's attitude undoubtedly said something, and the onlookers whispered to Roger Davis, and from time to time burst into a small burst of snickering, which made Roger Davis's face unbearable, and his face was gloomy.

"Alright, alright—"

Davis stretched out his hands towards Hermione and shrugged his shoulders,

"What do you say about the prom?"

"Hey, buddy!"

Ron stared at Roger Davis with an unkind face,

"Are you deaf, didn't you hear, Hermione has already said, she has accepted the invitation of others?"

"Who are you?"

Ron's speech successfully attracted Roger Davis's attention to himself, and the tall Davis looked over Hermione's head, looking at Ron with a contemptuous gaze, and his tone was very arrogant,

"What does this have to do with you?"

Ron had never been good at facing this kind of contempt, especially when there were so many people watching, the red flush was visible from Ron's cheeks to the tips of his ears, but Ron didn't flinch, he tried to hold his chest,

"I'm Ron Weasley, do you have any comments?" Ron gasped slightly, "As for relationships, oh, we're friends, so I think I have the right to shield her from unrelated harassment!" ”

"That's right, Ron!"

Harry let out a sigh of approval, and then he cast a sharp look at Roger, hoping that the stupid big man would recognize the situation and not get entangled in the pair of Hermione.

Hermione twisted her head to look at the two boys behind her, her lips pursed slightly, the brown pupils flickered, her eyes fell on Ron's body more, she looked at the red-haired boy, and suddenly felt a wave of melancholy and sadness in her heart, in a trance, she suddenly remembered that when she first entered Hogwarts in the first year, it was because of Ron's sarcasm to her that she was pulled into the small group of the two of them.

Perhaps, everything should be settled

"Friends?" Davis squinted at Ron, "If only friends."

"It's not just friends—"

Hermione suddenly turned her head back, she looked at Roger Davis, who was like a clown, her eyes were strong, but her tone was extremely calm,

"Ron also sent me an invitation to Christmas, and I!" Hermione accentuated, "I've agreed to his invitation!" ”

Call!

A raging cold wind swept up the snowflakes on the ground, and the students standing on the marble platform outside the foyer were forced to squint at the oncoming snowflakes, but neither Harry nor Ron moved.

Harry looked at Ron dumbfounded, and his heart felt indescribable. Ron and Hermione are good friends, and they both keep him a secret?

However, when Harry noticed Ron's blank face in the snowflakes, he suddenly realized that what Hermione had just said might not be the truth of the matter.

"Please--"

Even without looking back, Hermione had probably guessed the respective reactions of Harry and Ron, and in the howling snowy wind, she quickly turned her head, looked at Ron with a frown, and whispered with her lips rolling, "Should you have some reaction, Weasley?" ”

React?!

Ron shook his wit and came back to his senses.

He's going to dance with Hermione to the Christmas Ball?!

But he didn't invite her. Hermione is her friend, isn't she, go to the ball with her, of course, she's not ugly, but her temper is a little bad sometimes. It's not impossible to go with her, as long as she doesn't dislike her 'vintage' prom dress

Ron's heart was pounding and puffing, and he didn't know if it was a delusion, but he noticed that Hermione was much better looking than before. Oh, it seems that because of the front teeth, he didn't even notice, I don't know when, Hermione's front teeth are no longer as obtrusive as before!

For a few seconds, Ron's mind was filled with jumbled thoughts. However, there was no time for him to continue his thoughts, because Roger Davis had already cast a suspicious look at him.

"Ahem, uh--" Ron said before he could think about it, under the pressure of Hermione's fierce eyes, "yes, that's right. I mean, that's it! ”

Ron had already sensed the uncontrollable curvature of the corners of Harry's mouth, which made him even more red-faced, but he still stared at the pressure in response to Roger Davis's eyes,

"I invited her, yes!"

Gryffindor's little warrior, Hermione Granger, has found a dance partner, her good friend Ron Weasley.

The little wizards around him showed some surprise. Anyway, this is not very exciting news, the dance partners of the Warriors have been a hot topic of discussion lately, and when it comes to Hermione Granger, most of the students think that she will go to the prom with one of Harry Potter or Ron Weasley, after all, anyone who knows a little about the three of them knows how close the three of them are.

The young wizards were surprised that they thought that Hermione Granger would pick on Harry Potter, after all, he was much more famous than the Weasley boy, and he was more beautiful.

Roger Davis's face swelled to the color of pig's liver, and he was rejected by two girls in one day, and it would be fine if it was Fleur Delacul, but Hermione Granger was just a lucky little girl!

Davis's lips squirmed a few times, as if he wanted to taunt something, but Harry Potter's sharp eyes at the right time made him suffocate for a while, and he subconsciously dodged Harry's gaze, only to notice that there were so many people gathered around them.

"Okay!"

Realizing that if he continued, he would become a clown completely, and Roger barely managed to squeeze out a smile that he thought was personable,

"It's a pity. So, have fun. ”

After dropping these words, he hurried away, squeezing into the back of the crowd and disappearing into the sight of the three Harry.

The end of this little farce is really dramatic. But the onlookers didn't seem to be satisfied, and it would be even more exciting if Roger Davis and Ron Weasley staged a duel with their wands drawn for the girl they loved!

The little wizard looked at the three people in the 'encirclement', whose expressions were slightly embarrassed, and his slightly regretful eyes gradually released light again, maybe there will be a good show to watch!

Three good friends, two boys pursuing the same girl and breaking up because of this?!

"Hehe, that's funny-"

In the awkward silence, a series of slightly hoarse laughter suddenly sounded, and all the young wizards, including Harry, immediately looked at the person who laughed under the marble steps.

It's Fleur Delacour!

I don't know when, she came to the castle and watched this interesting scene at the bottom of the steps.

Fleur walked cautiously down the ice-covered staircase to Harry's three.

Even though the never-ending north wind had blown her silver hair around, Fleur still subconsciously tossed her hair. She looked at Hermione and smiled intoxicating to a little wizard,

"Seriously—" Fleur glanced at Ron and looked back at Hermione, who was vigilant,

"The boy who just left is pretty good, isn't it, I've heard he's good at Quidditch, and he's pretty good-looking, so it's a good idea to go to the ball with him—"

"Really?"

Hermione was willing to bet on her final exam results, she didn't like Fleur definitely not because she was a competitor in her own tournament, she just didn't like Fleur's energy when talking to people as if she didn't care about anything in her eyes, and Hermione had heard from various sources that Fleur expressed a lot of negative opinions about Hogwarts.

"In that case, why would you refuse him?"

The two female warriors of the Triwizard Tournament didn't have a personal relationship, and Hermione remembered that she seemed to have only had a formal conversation with Fleur once, the time Harry knocked her nose, and in the middle of the night, she and Harry were ordered by Professor Blaine to give her an apology, and the two of them only knew each other.

Fleur didn't seem to notice the sarcasm and impatience in Hermione's tone, and in the face of Hermione's questioning, she just tilted her head and pretended to think, and her cute appearance immediately caused the little wizard onlookers to roar excitedly, and even Ron's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

"Maybe it's because—"

After a while, Fleur finally 'saw the poor dagger', with the exquisite cooperation of her impeccable facial features, Fleur showed a 'shining' smile, and her eyes suddenly left Hermione, facing Harry,

"I think there's a better option--"

(End of chapter)