Vol 2 Chapter 581: Hibiscus's dancing partner
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HP Magic Biography
- Luohe Luohe
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- 2021-03-03 06:59:33
A genius remembers the address of this site in one second: (Vertex Chinese), the fastest update! No ads! Yes, the girl smiled reluctantly, which was very embarrassing, but Harry didn't know what to say to Hermione.
Hermione's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.
Tell Ron that he was wrong? or……
Ron was the same. He actually made fun of Hermione’s dancing partner. Before, Ron didn’t believe that Hermione was invited by others, but he...
"Ah... yes... it doesn't matter..." Hermione wanted to say something wildly, but...
"Did you really agree to someone's invitation?" Ron asked in surprise, "But this...I thought you were just to get rid of Neville..."
"Why can't I be invited? It's hard to wait for you guys, or... you are all the same bastards!" Hermione suddenly called.
She was a little wronged.
"What's our business..." Harry whispered, but he shut up immediately.
The door of the Gryffindor public lounge was opened instantly, and Fanlin came in with a box.
Everyone's expressions were a little strange, Harry wanted to call Fanlin, but he didn't know how to speak.
"Hey, you are here. Also, Hermione, I didn't want you to wait for me in the library." Fanlin said, and he sat down beside him and began to fiddle with the box in his hand.
No one paid any attention to him, Hermione's face turned pale again, and the blood that had just cursed Ron seemed to fade completely.
Harry's lips trembled slightly, and he wanted to ask Fanlin if Furong had invited Fanlin to be her dancing partner, but soon he was attracted by what Fanlin was holding, and was briefly attracted.
Fanlin opened the box twice, which was a pure white tuxedo.
Muggle style, no doubt, this is Mr. Al's handwriting.
This should be the dress Fanlin prepared for the ball.
I have to admit that Harry still likes this dress quite a bit. Basically what everyone prepared is black, which makes Fanlin very conspicuous.
"Oops, I clearly told him to get me a set of black ones..." Fanlin said with some distress.
But Mr. Al didn't think so. The dinner party was naturally just how conspicuous it came.
"This looks good," Harry said, "but Fanlin...you..."
"What's the matter?" Fanlin raised his head in confusion, only then did he realize that everyone's expressions were a little strange, especially Hermione, her face...
"Hermione, what's the matter with you? Sick? Unwell?"
"Ah...no...I, I'm fine..."
"Wait a minute, Fanlin..." Harry said, "I want to ask you a question, just now, Hermione herself..."
"You want to ask me what did you do?" Fanlin was puzzled, but then he turned his head to Ron.
"Ah, yes, Furong just came to me, she wanted me to convey an apology, she didn't respond, and..."
"She rejected me, obviously." Ron said.
"Yes, she said, she doesn't like boys who are too young, so..." Fanlin looked at Ron with some embarrassment.
Furong would apologize to Ron, what a joke, with Furong's character, she didn't care about such things at all.
In fact, Furong was just taking advantage of this opportunity to tease her and let Fanlin think of a way.
Gabriel wanted to go to the prom, too, but she had to find a partner.
Naturally, Fanlin introduced Dennis, who was about the same age as Gabriel, the younger brother of Harry's obsessive brother Colin, and, to be precise, his obsessive brother now.
Well, Fanlin was really moved by this guy, to be precise, he must find something to do for this little trouble.
Going to the prom with Gabriel, this kind of good thing is naturally acceptable on Dennis's head.
Furong can't worry about anyone, her original intention is to let Fanlin and Gabriel go together.
However, it seems that Fanlin would not do this.
"Too young boy, what's the joke, you can just stump you?" Ron said surprised, he felt he was...insulted...
"What are you talking about, Ron." Fanlin frowned. "What's the matter with me, what's wrong with me, what's wrong?"
"Furong didn't invite you to be her dance partner?" Ron asked suddenly.
Fanlin was taken aback for a while, and Furong had really invited him, just now.
"Little brother, how about sister taking you to the dance party?"
Well, this is the normal way to open it.
"Who told you that I was Fleur's dance partner?" Fanlin laughed instead. "Her partner is Roger Davis, the Quidditch player of Ravenclaw, and Fleur is better than me if I dance. It’s still high, doesn’t it feel strange?"
Fanlin felt that Ron's worry was a little redundant.
Hermione seemed to recover a bit, at least, her expression was not as sluggish as it was when Fanlin entered.
"How could it be Davis?" Ron muttered ~EbookFREE.me~ Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of Davis.
Fanlin felt that his friends were a little too strange today.
Damn it, how could Fleur get involved with him? It can be said that he is not much older than Gabrielle, and if Fleur is placed at Hogwarts, she will have graduated this year, and she is a girl of Veeva blood.
For men, women of Veeva descent have always been a provocative gesture, in fact, they have always been like this until they find someone to fall in love with.
However, once a Veeva finds a candidate for her, loyalty is beyond doubt.
In this respect, Furong was very similar to those Veeva, but since Fanlin was molested, it was destined that Fanlin had no chance.
Fanlin was so happy, but it was still very bad to be teased by Furong, after all, Furong's attraction lies there.
"It's natural." Fanlin said indifferently, "Davis is tall enough, and he seems to be Ravenclaw's Quidditch captain."
Harry had met Davis, and he had to admit that Davis was good in some respects, Quidditch skills, and height.
It seems that the problem of height has become a resentment. Ron has developed too fast, and he and Fanlin... What's worse, Fanlin seems to have started to develop too. Now of the three of them, he is the shortest. Up.
This is not good news.
"Damn it, just think about it." Ron said, he hates Davis, so to speak, there is no real little white face?
"Give up, Ron." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder.
"Compared to this, you two have not found a partner? You should consider my suggestion, Harry." For mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.