Day by day, Christmas is coming soon.
Hogwarts students and teachers have shown a constant desire to impress Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's guests, and they seem determined to show the castle at its best this Christmas. The school was decorated with lights and festoons in advance. The banisters of the marble staircase were covered with icicles that never melted, and the twelve Christmas trees that had always stood in the Great Hall were now adorned with baubles of all kinds, from glistening holly berries, to live golden owls that hoot incessantly. The armor was enchanted so that it would sing Christmas carols whenever anyone passed by. It's hilarious to hear an empty helmet sing "Oh, come, you godly people," The armor only knew half the lyrics, and Filch the janitor had to pull Peeves out of the armor several times because Peeves was hiding inside, and whenever the armor couldn't sing, he made up some of his own words To fill it in, it's all very rough and ugly words.
At the same time, in the next few days, Malfoy found that as long as he went to a certain place, whether it was the auditorium, the library, or a normal class, the girls nearby would spontaneously run away and hide away. , with a look of fear on his face, lest he avoid it.
Malfoy guessed that it was the consequence of Pansy's previous venomous words, which were passed on to ten and ten to a hundred. Those girls who were "rejected" might not feel guilty at all in the process of confiding to their girlfriends. Demonized himself.
After all, it is normal for rumors to go out of shape in the process of spreading.
"I don't know if I'm the super playboy in the rumors? Or a picky appreciator with boundless eyes?" Malfoy smiled helplessly while thinking.
Of course, these had little effect on him. To some extent, Pansy might have done a good thing, allowing him to avoid dealing with more girls, avoiding a lot of trouble, and saving a lot of time.
Now he was eating his lunch quietly in the auditorium, surrounded by a few male students in dark green Slytherin robes, and the only girl around was Pansy who dared to sit beside him.
"It's hard to live alone." Malfoy put the knife and fork back on the dinner plate at this time, he finished his meal, then looked at Pansy, sighed, and said pretending to be sorry, ready to tease she.
Pansy quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, put down the knife and fork as well, buried his head in embarrassment, and whispered: "I will help you find a dance partner, I promise!", and added in his heart : "Except for that vixen."
"Except for that vixen." Pan Xi whispered, and then she realized that she had spoken her heart out, her eyes widened suddenly, and she quickly covered her mouth with both hands.
"Vixen?" Malfoy frowned. "It's not a good habit to call others nicknames." His slender fingers gently tapped the dining table, making a somewhat dissatisfied dull sound.
"She... She is your opponent. If she invites you, she will definitely ask you for some information. If you are not determined, you will definitely help her after being tempted by her beauty. So beautiful, maybe you just..." Pansy was still stuttering, but she spoke more and more smoothly later, and became plausible.
"Sure enough." Malfoy thought, except for Fleur, there is no one among the girls in Hogwarts who is "qualified" to accept this nickname.
"It's not a good habit to arrange other people behind your back, Miss Parkinson." Behind Pansy came a clear and sweet female voice like a hibiscus and silver bell, but there was a slight sense of displeasure in her tone.
Pansy turned around, and saw Fleur standing behind her chair, her blue eyes were squinting at her with disdain, she was wearing a violet wizard robe, and a pair of burgundy lace and mesh high-heeled shoes made her Her figure was set off even taller, and her long silver hair draped over her shoulders. Pansy suspected that she looked half a head taller than Malfoy now.
"I believe the competition between us will be quite fair, and according to what you said, do the Hogwarts warriors already know the content of the next project in advance?" Fleur looked aggressive.
"In addition, I have also heard some incomplete rumors, which must have come from you." Fleur cast her eyes on Malfoy at this time, and said, "I think based on what I know about this warrior, he should It’s impossible to say those “vicious” words.”
"I wonder if Mr. Malfoy can accept my invitation?"
Malfoy raised his head and looked at Fleur at this time, and Fleur's bright blue eyes seemed to have magical power at this moment, making people fall into it involuntarily.
"I..." Malfoy was just about to respond, when he was startled by a soft yet seductive voice echoing in his heart, like the siren that kept attracting sailors sailing past on the sea.
"Promise her, promise her, promise her..."
At this time, Fu Rong was also a little uneasy, far less calm than she appeared on the surface.
Fleur had waited for many days before, she thought she had to be reserved as a woman, and waited for Malfoy to invite her to the ball, but after a few days, she was disappointed, Malfoy did not invite her.
So she decided to take the initiative. She has lived in France, a symbol of enthusiasm, for many years, but she does not have the pedantic concept that it is frivolous for a girl to invite a male partner on her own initiative. This should have been a stereotype many years ago.
Of course, she also asked around. The girl she saw in the infirmary that day was not Malfoy's girlfriend. Otherwise, with her self-esteem, even if she had a good impression of him, she would not be able to do this kind of behavior.
But it seems that it is difficult to pass the girl's level, so she decided to use some small tricks.
Looking at Malfoy's blurred eyes, Pansy immediately became anxious, thinking quickly in her head.
"Draco has a date!" Pansy said.
"Who is it? Don't say it's you, I've never heard of a cripple who can dance on the dance floor." Fleur sneered, still staring at Malfoy intently, waiting for his reply.
"It's her." In desperation, Pan Xi stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of the auditorium gate.
At this time, Hermione just opened the door and walked in, and saw the warrior from Beauxbatons staring at her, not knowing what happened.