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Harry felt his alcohol-numbed mind quickly regain consciousness, and he blinked at Hermione, a stern-looking one, a flood of confusion welling up in his heart.

"Oh, come on, Hermione, you said Fleur invited Harry to the ball, but what was she going to do with Harry? --”

Harry's addition had brought Ron back to his 'form', and he looked at Hermione suspiciously, questioning,

"Isn't it because you're jealous that I know that Fleur isn't very popular with girls, and you think she's so beautiful that she's stealing the limelight from you--"

Harry immediately looked at Hermione, his face full of innocence.

"Jealousy, is that what you think, Weasley?!"

Hermione seemed so annoyed by Ron's remarks that she even regretted the impulsive decision she had made in the foyer tonight because of a momentary thought, and she tilted her head and glared at Ron with a strong gaze, her lips pursed.

Realizing that the catastrophe was imminent, Ron immediately stopped talking and secretly gave Harry a color.

"Hermione--"

Harry carefully weighed his words,

"I don't quite understand what Ron said, uh, what is Fleur going to use me?"

"Good question, Harry--"

Hermione looked away at Ron and pulled her face down to face Harry,

"When she extended an invitation to you, didn't you think about why she did it? Oh, don't listen to her nonsense, Harry, because of a plate of mixed fish soup and showing her the way?"

Harry immediately wanted to add something, but Hermione continued,

"Do you really think that girl doesn't know that the dress you gave him was bought by Professor Bryan, oh, Harry, don't be stupid, you're underestimating the girl's mind!"

Ron still squinted at Hermione to hear what she was about to say, and Harry blinked his eyes in confusion.

Fleur knew how Hermione had judged that the dress had been given to her by Professor Bryan, and if that was the case, then why Fleur had invited him, they hadn't even spoken much except for the few encounters that had passed.

"What do you think of Fleur's last request for you, Harry?" Hermione said coldly.

"What?"

Harry subconsciously asked, and then, he remembered that before they were called away by Professor McGonagall at the beginning of the night, Fleur, who knew they were going to see Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blaine, asked him to help him deliver a message to Professor Bryan about their intention to become dance partners.

Harry did wonder about this, but at that time, his attention was attracted by the fact that the two professors called him and Hermione and Ron culture, and did not continue to think about it, and now, after being reminded by Hermione, Harry did feel weird, what does this matter have to do with Professor Blaine, and why did Fleur want him to convey it to Professor Blaine?

"Fleur once invited Professor Bryan to the ball, but Professor Bryan declined."

Hermione finally threw out what she had inquired about.

The two boys next to her looked surprised as she expected, and Ron almost slipped off the couch.

"Fleur's invitation to Professor Brian to the ball was denied, oh, that's incredible, where did you hear about it, Hermione?"

Ron propped himself up on the couch and sat himself back down, he looked at Hermione dumbfounded, and asked in a low voice.

"A lot of girls know about it--"

Hermione pursed her lips and looked at Ron,

"And you boys don't care about that, you just dig out your mind to find a beautiful girl to go to the prom with!"

Ron shrunk his head in embarrassment, to be honest, Hermione couldn't be wrong.

"But this news"

Harry finally realized something was wrong, his brow furrowed, his cheeks tense.

"I don't know if you've noticed, about a week ago, Fleur was not very happy for two days, and every time she came to the castle for class, she always kept a cold face and didn't say a word." Looking at the blank faces of the two boys, Hermione snorted sarcastically, "You didn't notice, oh, it's not strange, the boys are patronizing to see her pretty face, right?" ”

"Hermione—" Harry cried out helplessly and a little dissatisfied.

"It was Parvati who told me, and Parvati heard about it from her Ravenclaw sister, Parvatia, and you should know that the guests of Beauxbatons were following the Ravenclaw College students' schedules, and they—I mean, Padma and her friends had noticed that Fleur had been unhappy for the past few days, so they tried to find out what was wrong with her--"

"Oh, you girls are so boring--"

Ron blurted out subconsciously, and Harry nodded approvingly. However, seeing Hermione's iron-blue face, the two boys immediately became honest again.

"--They went to ask the rest of Beauxbatons, but no one knew what was going on,"

Hermione continued,

Finally they found Fleur's sister, the little girl named Gabrielle, and it took them some trouble to figure it out from Gabrielle's mouth. Padma told Parvati about it, and then, as she discussed it with Lavender, I overheard it. ”

After saying this, Hermione's mood stabilized a lot, and she looked at Harry calmly,

"So, do you understand, Harry?"

Belch--

Harry and Ron looked at each other, neither daring to speak first.

Fleur invited Professor Bryan to the ball and was turned down, which was funny, but what did it have to do with her inviting herself? Hermione said that Fleur was using him.

Harry hesitated to speak, and Hermione could see clearly, expecting him to understand that the girl meant that it was her 'too nice' fantasy, so she said calmly,

"Fleur must have known Professor Brian for a long time, and she has a crush on him, which is why she asked you where Professor Brian's office was on her first day at Hogwarts.

I guess she didn't expect Professor Bryan to refuse to go to the ball with her, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry, so she would want to find someone very famous to go to the ball with, so that Professor Bryan would realize that it was the wrong choice to refuse her. ”

Hermione spoke her mind, and Harry and Ron learned why she was so angry at Harry for accepting Fleur's invitation, but they still couldn't understand it.

"The girls are weird." Ron continued to furrow his brow and said, "But that's just your guess, isn't it, Hermione?" ”

Hermione just moved her lips and didn't speak, seemingly disdainful of responding to Ron's questioning.

"If Fleur wants to find someone famous--" Harry also frowned, thinking about it, "why didn't he go for it"

Harry wanted to say that Fleur could go to the Champions of the Championship, after all, they were the hottest boys at the moment, but when he thought about Akihari, he wouldn't be happy to say Cedric's name out of his mouth anyway.

"Krum has invited Daphne Greengrass to the ball—"

Hermione's keen eyes swept over the gloom in Harry's eyes, and she seemed to penetrate his thoughts, and calmly uttered another piece of news that shocked the two boys.

"Of course, the Warriors are a better choice, but Fleur has no choice, does she, she can only make a choice outside of the Warriors, and besides the Warriors, who other boy in Hogwarts is more famous than you, Harry?"

Harry had already accepted Hermione's words a little, and he kept his face shut and stopped talking, only feeling a pang of excitement.

First Cedric invited Akihari, and then Fleur invited him with the intention of 'provoking' Professor Bryan, both of which completely swept away any of his expectations for the Ball.

Harry's dullness fell into Ron's eyes, and he nuzzled the freckled wings of his nose,

"Maybe you're thinking too badly of Fleur, Hermione, it's easy for me to see, Fleur was rejected by Professor Brian, but she's a warrior, she has to find someone to go to the prom. She had a good impression of Harry, so she invited him, and it was as simple as that--"

"And how do you explain what Fleur asked Harry to pass on to Professor Brian?"

Hermione's questioning made Ron completely dumbfounded.

(End of chapter)