The wind and snow outside the window were whistling, and for many students, it should be the most enjoyable thing for many students to nest in the lounges of their respective colleges today and experience the warmth brought by the fireplace.
At this moment, Hermione was staring blankly at the fireplace in the Gryffindor lounge. The fire inside was burning brightly. Her current mood was as if a log was burning ragingly in it. The nameless heart fire was too restless to vent. .
"Are all the beautiful girls talking so viciously?" She heard Ron's voice suddenly. At this moment, he walked in with Harry cursing, and it seemed that the latter was not in a very good mood, with a gloomy expression on his face.
"What happened?" Hermione asked him after gathering her mood.
"Why would I do that?" He said confusedly, "I don't know how I would do that! Especially being ridiculed by her like that, is that my fault? Yes, that's mine Wrong, Harry, I know you want to say that, but I have already paid the price! Was she so mean? How did I know that would happen! If she hadn't reminded me, I would have completely forgotten what I did now That's a stupid thing!" Ron grinned and complained, as if this would ease his restlessness.
"He—well—he just invited Fleur Delacour to go to the ball with him." Ginny also walked into the lounge at this time, and said at the same time. She seemed to be trying desperately not to laugh, but still patted her brother's arm sympathetically.
"I don't know how I ever did something like this!" repeated Ron, gasping for breath. "Am I kidding? It was full of people - packed with people - I was so dazed - everyone Watching! I met her as I was walking down the hall—she seemed to have run by just now! I caught her by some sort of ghost!"
"Suddenly I couldn't help myself—I went up and asked her!"
Ron groaned, covering his face with his hands. He was still talking, but his words were barely audible.
"She looked at me mockingly, like I was a sea cucumber or something, and didn't even bother to answer. But then she spoke, and I wish she hadn't!"
"Ron, calm down." Harry said in a depressed tone. He also needs other people's comfort now, but he had to be patient to appease Ron who was more frustrated than him.
Not long ago, he also invited his favorite object - a beautiful girl from the East - Qiu Zhang, she is very temperamental, with some mysterious charm from the East, at noon today, the two met by chance in the hall, haha Leigh mustered up his courage and greeted her first.
Harry had noticed her as early as last year, when, of course, they communicated as half-rivals—she was the Chaser for the Ravenclaw Quidditch team, and today Harry It was not easy to muster up the courage and wanted to invite this girl, but was rejected.
"I'm sorry," she said.
Harry's internal organs were wriggling like snakes at that moment, and he felt as if he had no internal organs at all.
Then the reason given by Cho Chang next, made his internal organs come back, just filled with lead by the way.
"Cedric has already asked me out, I'm sorry." She bowed apologetically to Harry, and then both of them heard Cedric calling Qiu Zhang's name at the same time.
"Sorry, I have to go," she said, and the girl disappeared from his view.
Harry regretted it in his heart, regretted why he hadn't invited her earlier, so that maybe Cho Chang would agree to his invitation, he was a warrior, but Cedric was not! As long as she invites her first, she has no reason to refuse herself! At the same time, he was crazily condemning his recklessness in his heart. If he could inquire more or less, would he be able to avoid such an embarrassing situation
"Maybe brother, you hit the gun. I don't think she was in a good mood at the time." Ginny felt that she might be gloating too much, so she restrained her smile, and at the same time brought Harry back from his distracted state. Then he continued to pat Ron on the back, hoping to make him feel better.
Well, what's more tragic than being politely rejected by a girl
Of course, she was brutally rejected by the girl.
"To put it another way, she is reminding you at this time, don't do it again next time, um... If you think about it this way,...she cares about you, shouldn't you be happy? Look, my brother's deeds may not be long. How proud it will be to spread to France later." Ron's older brother Fred joked while laughing.
"Can I invite you to be my dance partner?" Ron's other brother, George, his eyes suddenly fell into a state of ecstasy at this time, and then he made a coy look and said to Fred.
"Oh, let me think about it. I've heard of you. Your hair is very eye-catching. I have a little impression of you." Fred stroked his chin, and at the same time brushed back his non-existent long hair, examining looked at George carefully.
"Yes, is it?" George said excitedly, shaking his body a little excitedly, and then stroked his slightly curly red hair.
"Students who will be injured in the Protection of Magical Beasts class at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, right? I heard that you took the initiative to provoke? Who gave you the courage to provoke the eagle horse? Is that empty brain?" Fred sneered "I just won't go to this Yule Ball at all, and I won't accept an invitation from a poor wretch like you. "Then snorted coldly, made a gesture of leaving, and walked towards the door of the Gryffindor lounge without looking back.
Seeing his two older brothers teasing him maliciously, Ron's face turned redder.
"Oh, my dear brother, let's change the target, it's too unrealistic." George shrugged.
"A suitable target can make people get twice the result with half the effort. Like Angelina, I got an appointment easily, didn't I? Think about it, don't you have a good target in front of you now?" Fred bent down, With his shoulder, he pushed Ron's back, and said vaguely.
"But I already have a partner." Hermione said coldly, knowing that Fred was referring to herself, so she immediately explained.
"Who is it?" Ron's eyes widened, and his sense of surprise even temporarily overwhelmed his frustration. He didn't expect someone to invite Hermione so early.
"Krum, yes, you heard me right, it's the Viktor Krum you thought was your idol." Hermione tried to keep her tone as flat as possible.