novelraw Chapter 180 Invitation (Catching Insects)
Chapter 180 Invitation (Catching Insects)
"Really!" Harry opened his eyes wide, "There is such a thing!"
She touched her nose, feeling extremely embarrassed, "Uh... I really didn't mean it, I didn't delay any of you, did I? Of course it's too narcissistic to say that..."
Ginny beside Hermione felt Harry's gaze, she shook her head, "No, Neville invited me..."
Ron was ruthlessly kicked out of the lunch group for saying too many silly things this prom season (like "Lipstick costs so much! How many butterbeers can you buy for that money!").
Harry's questioning eyes moved to Hermione, and Hermione looked a little embarrassed, and replied softly, "I also... have a dance partner."
"Ron?" Harry raised his voice, "Congratulations!"
Both she and Queenie could see that there seemed to be something between Hermione and Ron, but neither of them had figured it out yet.
"No, it's not..." Hermione blushed, she looked around, and then leaned over and whispered, "It's... Victor Krum, don't, don't tell anyone."
"Oh my god!" Both Harry and Queenie covered their mouths, their eyes lit up with excitement, and their gossip spirits were burning.
"So he's in the library every day...he's getting close to you!" Queenie said confidently.
"I don't, I don't know..." Although Hermione was shaking her head, she obviously looked in a good mood.
"Prom night, it's going to blow up!" said Harley—wouldn't it look like she was gloating if she admitted she was quite happy about it?Because she has begun to imagine that she is finally no longer the center of attention, and can quietly slip away early and have a "two-way mirror" porridge with Damian.
"What about Ron?" Queenie thought of this question.
"That idiot Ron." Ginny snorted, her expression full of disgust, "Not only did he not know how to invite Hermione in advance, he even had a fight with her. He used Hermione as a backup, saying that just now Found Hermione to be a nice girl, and said she must have had no partner by now."
"This is too much." Harry and Queenie defended Hermione, and at the same time sympathized with Ron - this way, he was a few steps away from chasing Hermione.Even when he finally reacted and wanted to chase, it might already be too late, and Krum, who had already taken the lead, would certainly not be idle.
Thinking of what Hermione said just now that she might have "delayed other girls", Harry subconsciously turned his head and looked around, and sure enough, he saw several girls at other long tables talking to her and these Gryffindor girls. Pointing in the direction of the children.
Seeing her sight, these girls quickly dispersed, pretending that nothing happened.
Harry fumbled for the handle of the spoon in her hand, and a thought came to her mind - she wanted to solve the problem of the partner once and for all, here and now.
"Hermione, you know that nothing can happen between me and Ron." She seriously emphasized to the brown-haired girl opposite.
Of course Hermione knew that Harry had someone she talked to on the phone every day - definitely not a woman.Although she didn't know what Harry was trying to say, her expression was so serious that Hermione could only nod subconsciously.
"May I, invite Ron?" Harry asked.
Hermione brushed the hair on her forehead embarrassingly, "You...why do you ask me? Of course you don't need my consent to invite Ron."
No matter what Hermione said, Harry thought it was time to ask - it would save a lot of trouble.
Ginny was stunned, "Harry, are you sure? It's not that I said bad things about my own brother - he has almost zero EQ when facing girls!"
The red-haired girl thought of something, and trembled exaggeratedly, "And, his dress! Harley! It's purple with lace, it must be more like a woman's dress than yours!"
Harry shrugged, not caring.She glanced to the right of the long table, where Ron was patiently working on a piece of pie.
"Hi, Ron," she said in a low voice, barely enough to be heard by the few Gryffindors who were eating lunch in the crowded auditorium, "would you like to go to the dance with me?"
The pie fell from Ron's mouth.
At the same time, the forks of Seamus and Dean on the opposite side of him fell.
Seeing that Ron couldn't recover from his sluggish state in a short time, Harry smiled slightly, "I'll take it as your consent."
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By the end of lunch, when Harry and the girls had packed up and left the auditorium, Ron, Seamus, and Dean were still petrified.
Of course she didn't know that the long Gryffindor table behind her exploded as soon as she stepped out of the auditorium.
Why did it explode now?Because of the force value she showed during the dragon fight...so that everyone dare not blow up...
At the same time, there was also the Slytherin long table who was always well-informed——
Across from Malfoy, Blaise Zabini's cup of pumpkin juice is cracked.
"Magic Riot? Seriously, Draco?" Zabini picked up the napkin and pushed the cup away with a look of disgust. He smashed his mouth, "Tsk, that's an exaggeration."
Of course, there are many people who are very happy with the news that Harley has finally confirmed her partner, such as Pansy Parkinson, who is very willing to lend her shoulder to Draco for him to cry.
But Hufflepuff warrior Cedric Diggory, who was hovering around the corner not far from the auditorium and was about to ambush Harry, didn't know the news.
Queenie, Hermione, and Ginny left Harley wisely and walked away first.
Cedric looked excited, and his face was a little red in the yellow and black scarf - Harry guessed it was because the December wind in the Scottish Highlands was too biting.
Harry quietly pulled her scarf a little higher.
Cedric took a deep breath and cut straight to the point, "I'll just say it—come to the ball with me, Harry! There's no rule that two warriors can't be together."
Harry's hand that pulled the scarf hadn't had time to withdraw, it was hanging in the air at this moment——
"Oh—uh—um—" she faltered.
"Sorry... I, I just invited Ron, and he... agreed." Harry's cheeks were burning, and she thought that her face must be redder than Cedric's now.
Cedric was stunned, "Ron." He repeated Harry's words, seeming to be suspicious of life, "Ron Weasley?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded, shrunk a little further into the scarf.
"Oh... between you...really?" He didn't even care about grammar.
"No, it's not," Harry shook his head, "he... happens to have no partner either."
No matter how the cold wind howled, it still couldn't blow away the embarrassment that enveloped the two of them at this moment.
After a few seconds of silence, Cedric let out a breath, "So I just lost because I was too slow...Is it?"
"If I could summon up the courage to invite you half an hour earlier, would you agree?"
Harry thought about it carefully, and there was no reason for her not to agree... Cedric was also one of the few Hogwarts boys she knew well.Professor McGonagall hinted that warriors and warriors can be together, and he must be referring to Cedric.
"Yeah, maybe."
Cedric nodded, "I'm too timid to invite you." He smiled wryly, looking at the Hogwarts campus in the cold weather.
"I've learned this lesson—Merlin, sometimes... I really, really wish I had the fearless aggressiveness of your Gryffindors..."
Harry didn't know what to say, so he nodded in silence—not agreeing with Cedric, but expressing that he heard...
Cedric seemed to have recovered a bit from his depression, and Harry was slightly relieved that his smile had returned to its usual ray of sunshine.
He changed the subject, "In any case, I owe you a favor - about the content of the first level of the game. Do you want to understand the clues of the second level? That golden egg?"
Harry shook her head.
He blinked, looked left and right, and leaned into Harry's ear, "Go take a shower, use the prefect's bathroom-there's no one there. Take the golden egg, and it's on the sixth floor to the left of the Boris statue on the sixth floor." Four doors, the password is 'Fresh Pineapple'."
Cedric finally realized how inappropriate he was saying to a girl...
His face turned red again, and he quickly waved his hands, "I swear I didn't mean anything else...you can have the same effect by burying your own head in a bucket with the golden egg..."
Harry thought about that image for a moment... the prefect's bathroom did sound a little more attractive, she smiled.
"It's actually better this way-I mean you rejected me..." Cedric also responded to Harry's smile, "Otherwise you might think that I kept this information on purpose, and only told you if you agreed to my prom invitation." you."
"Then, I'll go first." He waved his hand at Harley, his expression relaxed, and he regained his handsome youthful posture, "I have to hurry up and find another dance partner, please bless me."
The author has something to say:
*Gender question about the prefect's bathroom
The wiki says that this bathroom is reserved for the following types of people: Prefects (no special boys), and Heads of Boys and Girls (here the female chair is mentioned), and Quidditch captains (there may also be girls, such as Angelina) .
Then the location of the bathroom is given the same door (the fourth door of XXXX), and it does not say that girls and boys have different doors.
Here it is assumed that the bathhouse has given the correct password, and after entering, the men's and women's bathrooms will naturally be separated.
The original English text is as follows:
The Prefects' Bathroom is a special bathroom on the fifth floor of Hogwarts restricted to use by school Prefects, Head Boys, Head Girls and Quidditch captains. assword.