I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Hearing Ginny's schadenfreude laughter, Ron, who had been depressed just now, immediately raised his head and glared at her fiercely.

"why are you laughing?!"

"I think of happy things, can't I laugh?" Ginny stared back unwillingly.

"It's not you who I refused, why are you angry at me? You have the ability to yell at Fleur Delacour."

Ginny had her arms folded on her hips, and the angry look on her face was very much like Mrs Weasley's.

Ron snorted, ignored Ginny, turned around and asked:

"Harry, why did you come here? Didn't you invite Qiu Zhang?"

Harry shook his head quickly, "I won't invite her anymore."

He had just witnessed a completely failed invitation from the perspective of a bystander.

Harry suddenly realized that being rejected on the spot and being ridiculed by the onlookers...was more terrifying than the girl he liked becoming someone else's dance partner.

It felt like a clown in the spotlight with almost nowhere to hide!

Harry really wanted to ask Cho to be his partner, but he was more afraid of following in Ron's footsteps and becoming a laughing stock...he would have to face it too!

"This is simply ridiculous," Ron complained, "We two warriors can't find a dance partner?"

As Ron said, he suddenly looked at Hermione who had been silent all this time. He pretended to be casual and asked:

"Hey, Ginny... Granger, don't you two have a partner too?"

"I don't think so, Harry and Ginny together, Granger...Hermione, you are my dance partner." Ron suggested:

"The four of us make do and get through the Yule Ball."

Ron said it was okay, but he didn't think so in his heart.

His only requirement for a dance partner is to be beautiful, so that he can be more face-lifting when taken out. As for who the partner is, it doesn't matter.

Hermione had shaggy hair and front teeth, which of course were now straightened.

But even so, her appearance can only be called mediocre, even a little ugly.

If it was the past, Ron would have looked down on Hermione at all, and it would be even more impossible to invite this "nerd" who had basically had no contact with him in the past few years to be his dance partner.

But at the awarding ceremony of the Order of Merlin half a year ago, Ron saw the well-dressed Hermione, and he was astonished, and he never forgot it ever since.

She was indeed inferior to Swinton and Delacour, but she was definitely more beautiful than most of the girls in Hogwarts after being well-dressed.

On the night of the Christmas ball, he brought Hermione to the stage, which would definitely scare most people and become the focus of the ball!

When Ron was immersed in the moment of fantasy, Hermione directly refused: "No, I already have a dance partner."

The expression on Ron's face froze, and he was full of disbelief: "How is it possible?!"

Hermione raised her eyebrows and said, "Why is it impossible?"

"I asked your roommate, Lavender, and she said you don't have a partner!" Ron said bluntly.

"Lavender?" Hermione shook her head and said, "She doesn't know my situation."

"Oh, who is that man?!" Ron pressed.

"I think... this is my private matter, not yours," said Hermione.

Ron said impatiently, "Granger, there's no need for you to lie."

"Lying?" Hermione said with a dangerous look on her face. "What do you mean?"

"I know that you are good friends with Rove and Neville, but Rove has already agreed to Swinton, and Neville has also invited Hannah." Ron said with a look of seeing the truth:

"Aside from the two of them, who else would invite you to be a dance partner? You don't have to lie for your own sake..."

The words were quite ugly, Ginny frowned, and even Harry gave Ron winks frequently to tell him to shut up.

There was a frightening light in Hermione's eyes, and she said coldly, "You mean I'm terrible, no one wants to invite me to be a dance partner?"

"I...Of course I didn't mean that, okay, okay, I know you're a good girl." Ron grinned and said:

"I apologize to you, okay? You can promise me..."

Hermione interrupted Ron with a sneer, "Why should I agree to your invitation, Weasley, do we know each other well?"

"Furong doesn't like you, you don't think I can like you, do you?

Do you have excellent grades, are you strong in magic, or are you handsome? "

Hermione sneered: "You don't get involved in everything, and you only got a ridiculous four points when you got the warrior spot from Rove. No matter how hard you work, you can surpass me by a fraction."

"Even if I can't find a dance partner, I won't find you!"

Ron was so angry that his face was flushed. He was about to speak when there was a sudden noise at the door.

I saw a group of Gryffindor students pouring in. They even surrounded Krum and walked into the lounge.

They all looked at Krum, especially Ron. After seeing the idol, they were so excited that they couldn't contain themselves, and put the quarrel just behind them.

He said urgently: "Oh, Krum, my God...how did he come here?"

"I don't know." Harry asked suspiciously, "Could it be that he came to visit our academy?"

"It's possible...I must get his autograph this time!" Ron hurriedly searched for the quill in his schoolbag, and he screamed again:

"Oh, Krum is walking towards us, he...won't he be looking for us to discuss the Triwizard Tournament?!"

Thinking so, Ron had already picked up the quill and parchment, and with a smile on his face, he waved to Krum like a friend.

But Krum didn't look at Ron at all, and walked past him directly, coming to Hermione, he said with a strong accent:

"H-mi-en G-er-Jeh, hello... I would like to ask you to be my dance partner."

As soon as these words came out, almost the entire Gryffindor lounge exploded.

Ron's eyes widened in disbelief, and his hand, still holding the quill, froze in mid-air.

Hermione showed a surprised expression. She didn't understand why Krum invited herself. The only intersection between her and him was a few times in the library.

But every time Krum went, he was followed by a large number of noisy girls, so that He never went to the library anymore, and moved the study place to the Ravenclaw secret room.

Hermione frowned, looked at Krum, and seeing that he was not joking, she refused, "Sorry, I already have a partner."

These words stirred up even more waves, especially those girls who followed closely. They looked at Hermione with jealousy just now, but they were stunned the next second.

After Hermione lightly rejected Krum, she glanced contemptuously at Ron, as if looking at a clown, and said coldly:

"See? Not everyone is like you, who is uninvited and thinks that others are lying. Your arrogance really disgusts me."

After Hermione finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the girls' dormitory, while Ron looked very ugly as if he had been slapped in the face.

"It deserves it!"

Ginny looked at Ron with contempt. She tossed her long red hair back, then danced gracefully towards Hermione with her arms dangling like a ballet dancer.

Krum, who was rejected, finally looked at Ron, and he asked with a gloomy face, "Who is her dance partner?"

Ron didn't speak, Harry shook his head and said, "I don't know..."

Krum muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Hey, all the beautiful girls are famous, what's the use of being an international star?"

Krum strode away, and the group followed him, soon leaving only Harry and Ron in the common room.

Harry looked at Ron who had been rejected twice within half an hour, and asked cautiously, "Are you all right?"

"I...it's okay...I..." Ron's face suddenly became ferocious, and he said incompetently towards the girls' dormitory:

"If you refuse, just refuse, what's the big deal, it's as if someone doesn't have a dance partner...George and Fred have already found me a good dance partner...I've already found it!!"

Harry didn't speak, just sighed softly... Rather than believing in twins, it's better to believe that he is Merlin.

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