Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Onetwothree...Onetwothree..."

After changing the costumes for the ball, Iger and Hermione simply danced a ballroom dance. When Iger was praised by Hermione for his dancing talent, he was pushed out of the room by the little girl.

The door was closed with a bang, and Iger looked at his watch in a daze.

At this time, there were still about two hours before the party started, and Hermione said that makeup was needed.

God, it takes two hours for a woman to put on makeup?

In the past and present, Iger really felt the helplessness of the majority of male compatriots for the first time.

Perhaps because of Iger, Krum didn't invite Hermione to be his dance partner. Think about it, unless he really felt that he had lived too long and wanted to take Karkaroff to Huangquan together. , otherwise he has absolutely no reason to do so.

Throughout Hogwarts, anyone with eyes can see the relationship between the two, as well as the little ambiguity between Iger and the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor...

Unlike Iger, who was a little lazy because of waiting, Ron at this time can be said to be full of blood -- when he reluctantly changed into the dress that Mrs. Weasley bought, the twins Sure enough, they jumped out and made fun of him, and after taking a few photos as a souvenir, the two took out the evening dresses that Ron had prepared for Ron's 'moved' eyes.

"Brown, I don't like it very much." Ron's mouth was complaining, despite his heart's death.

"Don't complain, it matches your hair color, and at least it's new, and there's no lace yet, why don't we take it back?" Fred leaned lazily on the sofa and waited for Angelina.

Ron stopped talking for a while, and quickly returned to his room and put on a new dress.

"Iger's dress looks good..." Harry looked at Iger's evening dress in a trance.

Iger opened his arms and glanced at the dress on his body. The flame-like patterns on the deep black dress were particularly eye-catching. Coupled with the golden-red single-room cloak on his shoulders and the high boots on his feet, at this time, Iger looks like a noble little prince, full of force.

"Yours isn't bad either." Iger replied subconsciously.

Harry's dress was dark green, very similar to Snape's, but Harry's dress matched his dark green pupils.

"By the way, has Ron invited someone?" Iger asked.

"Invited... Padma." Harry nodded.

"What?" Iger was stunned.

"Parvati's sister, Ravenclaw's classmate, Padma, God, you really should memorize the names of your classmates." Harry looked at Iger and smiled.

"Are those Indian twins?" Iger nodded, probably understanding.

It seems that these two people are here in the original book? But the difference is that Harry invited Ginny...

Suddenly, Iger stretched out his elbow and scolded Harry: "Look, the famous Harry Potter and his girlfriend have come out."

With a lazy emphasis, Iger imitated Malfoy's speech and laughed.

At the door of the girls' dormitory, Ginny was wearing a fiery red dress and looked at Harry with a blushing face.

Harry didn't care about Iger's words. In fact, he didn't know what to do now.

Because of the economic conditions of the Weasley family, although Little Ginny looks cute, she has never paid much attention to her dress. Even though Iger and Harry had said that Ginny was his future wife, she has been a For a straight man of steel who had never been in a relationship, Harry really didn't pay much attention to Ginny.

It wasn't until today that Harry realized how beautiful Ginny was.

To put it simply, Harry has two years in his mind right now: he looks good, he wants to…

The simplest and most straightforward love from a teenage boy...

The long red hair was simply draped over the fiery red skirt, and Ginny was as charming as an elf walking out of the flames.

"The style of this dress... looks a little familiar..." Iger's attention was obviously not on Ginny's face.

"Thanks to Miss Smith's advice." Fred muttered in a low voice, "Otherwise I almost picked a black silk..."

Iger: "..."

As an older brother, this kind of older brother should have his leg broken by his younger sister, right?

Is it an orthopedic romance?

"I don't know if it's an illusion. The boys today seem to be a little nervous..." George grinned.

"Adolescence... It's also a kind of commotion..." Iger sneered: "For boys who have never been in love, the prom is indeed a bit..."

Ron had already changed into his dress and was waiting for everyone to go to the auditorium together. He didn't have the courage to walk around in a gown and robe by himself, even though he was also a Gryffindor.

The boys sat uneasily in the lounge, Dean looked excited, he invited Parvati, just when Ron was going to invite Parvati, but Parvati hesitated between the two After a long time, I still chose Dean, but I introduced my sister to Ron as a dance partner...

"We've invited the prettiest girl in the grade!" Dean muttered excitedly as he watched Ron.

"Emmm...it's okay..." Ron sighed. Compared to Furong's, he still felt dissatisfied. As the so-called **** is hypocritical, he had such a mentality at this time.

"The most beautiful girl?" Iger raised his eyebrows: "It's hard to say..."

"Oh... I got Iger." Dean said with a smile: "Hermione may be the smartest and strongest, but she's definitely not the prettiest, unless you include Professor Smith."

Regarding the little ambiguity between Iger and Aisha, the students around them were all tacit, and it was not out of line to make fun of them at this time.

"She'll surprise you." Iger grinned, and while he was talking, Parvati came out of the girls' dormitory, wearing a traditional Indian dress, behind the expressionless You Mengyu and the excited Angie Lina.

"It looks like you can go first, I'll wait for Hermione here." Iger sent a few people away and waited quietly in the lounge.

Several people no longer waited for Hermione. In fact, they didn't have much expectations for Hermione's appearance. Only Iger sat quietly on the soft chair in the lounge, listening to the ticking of the grandfather clock by the fireplace, quiet. waiting for Hermione.

Finally, when the hands of the clock stopped at 7:40, there was warmth on Iger's face, who was about to fall asleep with his eyes closed. .

Hermione's soft little hands touched Iger's cheeks, her cheeks were slightly red, the originally messy hair was soft and shiny at this time, and Hermione pulled a bun behind her head, with a slight curl, Hermione's face With delicate light makeup, her two bright eyes shone like stars.

After removing the large bundle of books that she carried on her back every day, Hermione's body looked much taller, and her temperament was also confident and elegant~www.readwn.com~ She was wearing an elegant black dress, and The two skirts I picked before were different, but they looked more luxurious and elegant than those two. They also wore a black and gold striped shawl on their shoulders, which looked like Iger's dress like a couple's outfit.

"How do I look like?" Hermione smiled and looked at Iger with embarrassment. It was the first time she had dressed up like this.

Swallowing his saliva, Iger glanced dryly at the grandfather clock on the wall.

"It's seven forty-five... The banquet starts at eight..." Iger sighed melancholy: "It's too late, let's go tonight..."

Hermione was stunned for a while, a little unresponsive, then her face turned red, and she pinched Iger's waist angrily: "Stinky rascal."

Iger sighed: "At that moment, I almost cast a forbidden spell, and I just wanted to stop time completely."

Hermione's face was red, and the scumbag's words were not necessarily true, but they sounded really comfortable...