Hogwarts Blood Wizard

George smiled awkwardly, not refuting Hermione's words.

Fred asked curiously.

"Ivan, who are you going to invite to the prom? That Luna from Ravenclaw? Or..."

Having said this, Fred looked at Hermione involuntarily, knowing he had made a mistake, and did not go on.

Hermione hugged the book in her arms, feeling nervous, trying hard to pretend to be careless, but her brown eyes still looked at Ivan from time to time.

She wondered who Ivan would choose to be her dance partner, and whether that person would be herself...

Thinking of this, Hermione's heartbeat suddenly speeded up, but she soon realized that she could only study hard and didn't know how to dress up. Not as attractive as Fleur, but at best she was a little clever...

Just as the little witch was suffering from gains and losses, Ivan's voice rang in her ears.

"Hermione, would you like to be my partner and participate in this year's Christmas party?"

"Me?" Hermione's eyes widened.

Although she had thought about it and looked forward to Ivan's words, but when this idea came true, she became a little flustered, and after a while, she tried to calm down and couldn't help speaking. Asked.

"Why? You are a warrior and you just defeated a fire dragon. There will be many girls who want to invite you, such as the warrior Fleur of Boothbarton just now, and Parvati. When I was in the bedroom, I often heard her talk about it. You, she is also very beautiful, and that...that Ravenclaw..."

"Many people...many people like you..." Hermione's voice became lower and lower, and her gaze at Ivan became increasingly unconfident.

Ivan has been very popular in school over the years. From the first grade, he easily killed the trolls and unearthed the black wizard Chino. He has been a legend in Hogwarts.

Hermione can often hear people talking about Ivan in private in the girls' lounge in Gryffindor.

And yesterday's game, it even pushed Ivan's already high popularity among girls to its peak!

It is no exaggeration to say that most of the little witches in the school are looking forward to getting Ivan's invitation-they generally think this is a face-saving thing, and they don't even mind going further!

"Yeah, they may be good, but I just want to invite you to be my dance partner, can't you?" Ivan interrupted the little witch's words and said with a smile.

Hermione's heartbeat slowed by a beat, a kind of joy from the heart filled her brain, making her brain a little dizzy, almost wanting to say yes.

But the jokes of the people around her made her very embarrassed, and her words changed abruptly.

"You always want me to think about it..." Hermione said hesitantly.

Ivan scratched his head helplessly, really don't know what to consider.

But anyway, Hermione didn't refuse directly, which made him secretly relieved, and he did it for the first time inviting a girl to a ball.

When George and Fred saw that there was no good show to watch, they turned to Harry with a lack of interest, and asked gossiping."What about you? Harry, who are you going to invite as a dance partner?"

"I...I don't know." Harry's expression was embarrassed.

"God, are you still undecided?" George looked at him in surprise, "I advise you to hurry up. Many people are planning to invite their dance partners today. If it's too late, good girl We are about to be picked!" Electronic Chinese Network

Fred also nodded hurriedly, looking particularly concerned.

Harry hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help looking at the Ravenclaw long table. In fact, he had already thought about the girl he wanted to invite-Qiu Zhang of Ravenclaw, but he had not made up his mind to act and was worried about being caught. Refuse.

"George, Fred, did you invite us to do anything so hard to do?" Ivan suddenly asked.

"How can you say that? Ivan? This is my best friend's concern!" George said angrily.

However, before Ivan and Harry were moved, Fred dismantled his desk in the next second, saying that they had recently launched a new charging service.

Ivan rolled his eyes, and he knew it was not that simple.

"What business?" Harry asked curiously.

"Ah...George...it looks like we have to show them!" Fred cleared his throat and pulled out a flower basket from under the long table.

George on the side didn't know where he took out an accordion and set his posture.

The two looked at each other, then solemnly nodded.

"Oh, beautiful girl...you are as bright as the moonlight, and as clear as the lake..." Fred looked affectionate, sang the newly compiled English minor in a nearly running voice, and kept reaching in with his right hand. Grab a handful of petals from the flower basket and sprinkle them high into the sky.

While the petals were dancing, George slowly played the accordion to match Fred's singing.

However, since both of them are amateur players, the whole performance can only be regarded as annoying to the people, but the two of them still performed with eloquence for several minutes before they even stopped.

"How about it, isn't it very atmospheric? As long as a gold Jialong can hire us, we guarantee that you can invite the girl you like!" George said with a grin.

Ivan looked at the brothers and didn't know what to do.

If their singing level is a little higher, they are really a little money-making genius...

But now... Ivan glanced at them, thinking that unless someone is crazy, he would spend money to mess with them...

Harry's thoughts were similar to Ivan's, and under the harassment of George and others, he asked silently."Then have you found your partner? George? Fred?"

"Good question! Wait a minute..." Fred suddenly understood that it was time to show his strength, and turned his head and shouted at the girls.

"Hey, Angelina, would you like to join me in the prom?"

Because of the performance of the two just now, many girls are sneaking at this side, and Angelina is no exception.

Angelina's cheeks blushed when Fred called out her name, and she asked jokingly."I have to think about it. Will you spread flowers, sing, and play the accordion for me?"

"Of course, no problem, this was originally prepared for you! If you like, I can do it every day!" Fred patted his chest, said with a ticket, and then he squeezed a few girls away and sat down. Beside Angelina, holding a handful of petals and splashing into the air, she began to sing with great voice.

George also hurriedly stood by and played the accordion...

Angelina smiled happily, and under Fred's repeated pleading, she agreed to his request on the spot.

The girls who were watching did not dislike Fred's out-of-tune voice, but looked at Angelina with envy.