"That... was your Hogwarts student?"

Standing at the entrance of the hall, looking at the blue sky, Furong finally reacted.

"Yeah, otherwise which school do you think Ron is from?" William asked in surprise.

"I remember, he used a black magic in the first round, right? Oh, I thought it was Durmstrang's student..." Fleur said.

William grinned and said:

"People came to invite you, but you don't know which school it's from... This kind of hurts one's self-esteem, doesn't it?

And...you seem to be blacked out all at once. "

Why is it classified as Durmstrang after using black magic? It's not a spicy chicken recycling station.

Even if it is better than Hei Meng Wang... The two schools are one family, and they are equally divided!

Therefore, Durmstrang is simply a victim of wind criticism, innocently lying at the gun.

"Am I in the dark? Then I see you smiling happily." Furong looked at William with a smile.

"Is it so obvious?" William touched his face and blinked: "Then I have only one sentence to tell you... Please increase your efforts!"

Furong rolled his eyes at him lightly.

She turned her head to look at the almost crazy girls crowded at the window door, many of whom had even broken the glass and were still crowding there.

Just wanted to come over and invite William.

In the past, all the boys were watching her, the first time I met more girls than boys.

Furong returned to her senses, shook her silver hair, and stared at him with those long eyes of autumn water.

She finally asked that sentence and said, "William, can you be my dance partner?"

William was stunned for a few seconds before he politely declined: "As long as you can beat me, then that's fine."

Furong raised the corners of her mouth and smiled softly, "It's a pity."

William echoed: "Yes, yes, my strength is not bad, ordinary wizards are not my opponents."

Furong feigned anger, raised her hand and stretched out her thumb, and lightly poked his forehead.

William said solemnly: "Don't slap your face, you have to rely on this to eat."

Furong snorted coldly and turned around lightly. After a long pause, she finally broke the silence and said:

"William, do you remember the first time we met?"

"Remember." William's mouth curled up and said, "At that time, I was almost charmed by your 'charm'.

Fortunately, with the headmaster's reminder, I drank some potion ahead of time. "

"Unfortunately, it is no longer valid for you now."

Furong smiled sweetly, not only the boys, but also the girls were stunned.

Too bad William didn't turn his head.

She asked, "Have you invited Hermione?"

William nodded and said, "Yes."

"You like her very much, don't you?"

William didn't nod his head this time, as if he was a little dazed, and after a long time he said softly, "Of course I like it.

The first time I saw her, she was bullied by Annie and cried there.

No matter how you coax it, you can't coax it well.

Her character is not very good and has almost no friends.

When I came to Hogwarts, I could only stick to the only person I knew, like an octopus.

I can't drive her away either. Who made me her only friend?

I thought...Professor Snape must be able to help her change her personality, but I didn't expect her to be so unpleasant all the time.

Sometimes I think, Hermione is so stubborn, could it be brought from her mother's womb? "

Listening to William's ramble, Furong didn't feel bored, but found it interesting.

"We've been coming over like this... If Hermione isn't with me one day, I'll feel uncomfortable."

Furong sighed softly, a little sad.

Maybe she met William earlier and everything would have been different?

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Hermione, who left the Gryffindor lounge, quickly found William at the entrance of the auditorium.

At this time, Furong had just walked away when she sneaked over.

She first looked at William's face to see if there was any lipstick mark, and then sniffed on his robe like a puppy.

"You have her scent on you!"

I don't know what brand of dog nose Hermione is, but I can smell it.

"After chatting with Furong for so long, I will get a little bit of her smell." William defended.

Hermione folded her arms, looked at him inscrutable, and stopped talking.

William smiled and said, "If you want to ask, just ask."

Hermione pouted and asked cautiously, "Did Furong invite you just now?"

"Yeah, but I refused." William said calmly: "Seeing that she has no choice, I also recommended a dance partner for her."

"Who?" said Hermione in surprise.

"This is a secret between me and her, and I can't tell you." William smiled.

Hermione glanced around, caring about her image, she had to stretch out **** and secretly twist his waist.

"Don't you say it! Huh?!"

"I won't tell you if I kill you!" William took Hermione's shaky hand.

At this moment, three students dressed in sloppy clothes came straight to the two of them, showing sinister smiles.

Two men and one woman.

Elena Kaslana put her hands on her hips, raised her chin high, and stretched out her flat, sunken chest, without covering her flat chest.

"What a handsome man, this is my fat chicken. I'm serious. From today, Stark is my Christmas dance partner!"

Looking at Hermione defiantly.

Irving Mason and Marca McLean also stared at her.

Hogwarts has a number of professional tricks. Sometimes they were Death Eaters, sometimes they were Dark Wizards.

Occasionally cameo werewolves, vampires and dementors.

Rogues, local rascals, rogues, Russian barbarians, American upstarts, French soldiers, Slytherin students... It's even more of a three-point interpretation.

This group of "scumbags" also collect money and become actors everywhere.

For example, now, he is playing a rogue in his true colors.

Elena's hand almost touched William's face, and just as she was about to wipe his oil, the hero finally appeared.

I saw Krum walking over quickly.

When he saw William beside Hermione, a trace of sadness and loss flashed in his eyes.

But it doesn't matter, he hired a group of professional drag... to help him set off the atmosphere.

Krum listened to Harry: The invitation should be careful, pay attention to the atmosphere, pay attention to the time... He believed it.

How to cultivate the atmosphere? Of course a hero saves beauty.

Then he didn't even have to pull out his wand, he cast spells without a wand, and raised it with one hand from a distance of seven or eight meters.

Mason seemed to have been hit by Arvada's gnawing, his feet off the ground, and hit the trash can.

Krum waved lightly again, and Karma fell to the ground, then groaned in pain.

Elena is the most exaggerated. While flying upside down, she still shouts professionally: "I will definitely come back!"

Hermione's mouth twitched, and she turned her head away from looking at these idiots.

William stretched out his hand to squeeze Hermione's chin, gently turned her head back, and said with a smile, "It seems that Krum is here to invite you."

"Yeah, yeah. It's a pity that I'm already yours." Hermione covered her mouth and smiled.

Seeing the intimacy between Hermione and Stark broke Krum's heart.

It's not the same.

He...don't trust Harry anymore.

William suddenly stretched his arms around Hermione's slender waist and declared his sovereignty in public: "Hermione is my girlfriend and my dance partner.

So ~lightnovelpub.net~ don't invite her again, and don't invite me. "

Daphne, who had been pestered for several days before she got rid of her sister, hurried to invite William, and just heard the bad news.

She stood on the aisle with pear flowers and rain, and finally even squatted down and cried, looking very pitiful.

All the male students who were fortunate enough to see this scene expressed their anger at William who had gone away... scumbag!

Krum glanced at Daphne and found that the girl was also pretty.

He walked over and was about to speak when he heard a cold word:

"roll!"

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It's too late... well, it's too late indeed. )