HP Magic Biography

Apologize? Ron paused, then...

You put Felicia in Ron's pumpkin juice this morning, that's why he saved all his shots! Look! I can keep goal without any help, Hermione!

I never said you couldn't - Ron, you thought you took it yourself! Above all, I've apologized.

Oh, well, it looks like...

Oh, no, you leave quickly, before I get angry. Hermione said, seeing Ron's expression, there was no intention of reconciliation at all.

But Ron was already striding out the door with his broomstick on his shoulders.

This made everyone very confused, not knowing what happened to Ron.

However, in fact, by the time they returned to the Gryffindor common room, the atmosphere had reached a peak, and Harry's appearance caused a new round of cheers and applause, and was soon greeted by a group of congratulators. people surrounded.

The Creevey brothers wanted to hear him give the most detailed analysis of the game, and Harry tried to get rid of them, but a large group of girls surrounded him again, and they laughed loudly with blinking eyes after hearing his dry comment. It took some time to find Ron.

Finally, he broke away from Romilda Vane, who was making clear hints that she wanted to go with him to Slughorn's Christmas party.

Just like in the Three Witches Contest before, Slughorn put his own banquet on Christmas, and kept it in the school as a private party, starting on Christmas, and the banquet itself will become everyone's favorite party. point of interest.

After word got out, it was anyone's guess as to who Slughorn, the former Head of Slytherin House, would choose to attend his ball.

But the target was quickly locked on, members of the Slughorn Slug Club, and of course, some famous guys in the school.

Naturally, no matter from that aspect, Harry had no reason not to accept the invitation, and Slughorn invited Harry to a party several times in front of many people.

To squeeze into this private ball, many people will find a way from Harry, especially these girls at Hogwarts. In their eyes, Harry has become the most attractive Hogwarts boy.

It's been like this since the first grade, but now that the boys have grown up, they can learn more from other aspects...

For example, have a wonderful date with the famous Harry Potter, or... Encounter?

In short, no matter how you do it, this is not a losing business, of course, as long as you succeed.

Thinking about it carefully, it's really a good deal. The savior of the magic world, the chosen one, no matter which one, in the eyes of others, this is a dazzling halo enough.

Maybe some of Harry's tendons are wrong, and then maybe he succeeds in the main palace.

The Struggles of the Woman Behind Harry Potter...

And right now, Slughorn's ball is a good opportunity, the source of all good things can start from a ball encounter.

In fact, Harry hadn't figured out who to invite to Slughorn's ball until now.

This question was as difficult as it was during the Three-Witch Fighting Contest, and even, in the eyes of Harry now, it was even more difficult.

Just as it was then, Harry's preferred candidate had already been confirmed and would attend with others.

Ginny Weasley, she has a boyfriend, she will take Dean with her...

The ghost knows what kind of changes have taken place between them. In short, during the period of the Three Witches Fighting Competition, Ginny still had a choice, but now...

Why don't you try again? Harry couldn't help asking himself, and then reflexively, Harry thought of Ron again.

This is definitely a headache.

It could be seen that Ron made Hermione very unhappy, and, given the current situation, Ron had no intention of reconciling with Ginny and Hermione...

What a headache.

Harry dodged to the drinks table, then headed straight for Ginny, waking up, with Arnold the dwarf velvet on her shoulders and Crookshanks meowing hopefully at her feet with.

Hey Ginny, you...

Looking for Ron? Ginny asked with a smirk. There he is, that dirty hypocrite.

Harry looked in the direction Ginny pointed. Looking across the room, he saw Ron holding Lavender Brown tightly, and it was hard to tell which hand was whose.

How is this...

He looks like he's eating her face, doesn't he? said Ginny quietly. I think he'll have to improve his technique a bit. Good game, Harry. She patted his arm; ha Leigh felt his stomach sink, but then she went over to get more butterbeer.

Crookshanks trotted after her, his yellow eyes fixed on Arnold. Harry turned his attention away from Ron, who looked unlikely to be done anytime soon.

This is a heart-stopping fact.

You agreed to go to Baitou together, but you did bake the oil secretly...

So he's the only one left now?

Harry was so dazed that he forgot to even ask Ginny if he could go with him.

Ron... Harry looked at Hermione and Fan Lin who were sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Oh, maybe it's the season, but this time point is different from most people's. It seems that you need a glass of butter beer, Harry. Fan Lin said, picking up a glass from the table The beer was passed to Harry.

Hmm... Harry took a big gulp, What's going on here?

Lavender thinks Ron is very interesting, Hermione said with some disgust. Obviously, the girl still had a hard time with Ron's disdain for reconciliation.

According to Fan Lin's thinking, Ron might be inflated, especially after knowing that Harry didn't use Felicia, this was one of the few excellent opportunities for Ron to successfully refute Hermione.

Take it easy... In essence, Ron still didn't realize what was wrong with him, but one thing is for sure, Ron's mood should be extremely inflated now.

While speaking, there was a louder booing from the crowd, and Lavender and Ron kissed together again.

As the key figure in defeating Slytherin, Ron's excellent performance today covered up all the previous problems.

Lavender thinks Ron is interesting? Harry raised the decibel, But, why do I...

I told you, Harry. Fan Lin said, Ron is very likely...

Okay, okay, I remember, Harry said, So, Ron just doesn't need to bother with him now?

Obviously, Fan Lin said, I'm afraid, he doesn't have time to pay attention to us now.

Okay. Harry said, he couldn't tell what it was like, especially after seeing Ravendra squeezed Ron out of the crowd, and then climbed into the passage of the fat lady, Harry's mood changed becomes more complicated.

So, have you figured out who to go to the dance with now? Hermione saw Ron go out, and her collapsed face was relieved. The most direct feeling, Fan Lin obviously felt that the force exerted on his hand was much smaller.

Not yet, but I think...

Don't think about Ginny, said Hermione suddenly. She's going with Dean, so do you have any good options, Cho?

Oh, don't say such unreliable things, Hermione. Harry said with some headaches.

Of course. Fan Lin replied for Hermione, Actually, I saw you go to Ginny just now...

I just can't find anyone, said Harry, and, I don't have anyone yet, I mean, maybe Ginny will suggest one for me...

You can find it yourself, just like that traitor in Crookshanks, who recently fell in love with Ginny's little pet. Hermione said angrily.

She just sat on the couch, and Crookshanks didn't even look at her.

Tired of watching?

Heh...human beings!

Become a cat and let me hold it for a while. Hermione said bluntly, but Fan Lin was more than happy, from being kind to a big white cat and then crawling into Hermione's arms for a rub.

This really made Harry a little upset, Harry felt a little full from eating today...

By the way, Hermione said nonchalantly, and pressed down Fan Lin's dishonest cat head, You have to be careful.

For the last time, Harry said in a slightly hoarse voice after a short silence, I will not return this book. The Half-Blood Prince taught me more than Snape and Slugho So much more—”

I'm not talking about your stupid so-called 'Prince,' Hermione glanced at his book in disgust, as if it had just offended her, I was talking about something else. I went to the bathroom and there were girls there, among them Romilda Vann, who were planning how to trick you into drinking the love potion. They all wanted you to take them to the party in Slughorn, and it seemed that they all Bought Fred and George's love potions, I'm afraid those things work—

Then why don't you confiscate them? Harry asked.

It seemed anomalous that Hermione should not show her enthusiasm for enforcing the school rules at a critical moment.

They didn't have those things with them in the bathroom, said Hermione dismissively. They were just discussing strategy. Since I doubt that the Half-Blood Prince, she glanced at the book again with disgust, could invent an antidote to a dozen different love potions at once, I'd like to invite one for you. People—that'll kill all their fluke ideas. They'll have everything by tomorrow night.

I don't want to invite anyone, murmured Harry, who was still doing his best not to think about Ginny despite the fact that she would still pop into his dreams, and he could only pray to Ron No Legilimency.

Okay, but do be careful with your drink, because Romilda doesn't look like she's joking, said Hermione grimly.

Wait a minute, Harry said slowly. I recall that Filch had banned anything from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes.

Who ever noticed what Filch banned? Hermione asked rhetorically, she stretched out her hand, and Fan Lin put his head on top of it very cooperatively, Aren't you very good at doing this, and you, Fan Lin Forest.

But I remember not all the owls were checked? So how did these girls bring the love potion into the school?

Fred and George sent them in disguised as perfume and cough medicine, said Hermione. It's part of their owl order service.

You know a lot. Hermione gave him a blank look, as if looking at his book. It's written on the back of those bottles they showed me and Ginny over the summer, she said dryly. I'm not going to walk around drugging someone's drink... or pretend to do it, it's just as bad...

Yeah, well, forget about that, Harry said quickly, The thing is, Filch got tricked, right? These girls brought items into school disguised as something else! Namal Why can't Fu bring the necklace in—?

Oh, Harry... again... Say, why not? Harry asked.

You see, sighed Hermione, steep detectors detect jinxes and disguised spells, don't they? They're designed to detect dark magic and dark magic items. They can identify powerful curses, Like the one on the necklace, it's only for a few seconds. But it doesn't show what's just in the wrong bottle - love potions aren't black magic, anyway, and aren't dangerous -

That's easy for you to say! Harry muttered, thinking of Romilda Vinn.

—then it's only up to Filch to discover that it's not a cough medicine, he's not a very good wizard, and I doubt he'd be able to tell the difference between the potions—

Hermione opened her mouth, but it didn't take long for Hermione to realize that it was about Mr. Filch...

Well, I'm not saying Mr. Filch... I'm just... you know Harry, he's a...

A Squib, I know that, said Harry. Fallin told me?

Meow? Fan Lin looked at Harry in astonishment, Why doesn't me, meow, remember that I said that?

This is roughly what it means.

He's contradicting you, Harry, Hermione said deadpan.

Oh, maybe he forgot, he always said a lot. Harry said, It's impossible to remember them all, is it?

Meow?

Fan Lin said that you might need some personal training. Hermione said, That's roughly what it means.

Haha! Harry stared at Fan Lin blankly, then thought for a while and pulled out his wand, You don't mind, Hermione.

do not mind!

Meow? Fan Lin looked at Hermione with a question mark on his face, and then a magic power blocked Fan Lin's body.

Well, you taught me, said Harry. It's called applying what you've learned.

I'm meow...

Don't swear. Hermione said bluntly, I'll untie it for you later, and you two can solve it by yourself.

Harry looked at Hermione incredulously, Don't you mind?

That's my boyfriend. Hermione looked at Harry like a fool, It's just that I'm afraid he will suddenly change back and attack me.

Harry felt a little bad, like being betrayed by the whole world.

Hermione has also learned to lie now?

Or did he not understand what Hermione's words meant at all?

Hi, Harry! Just as Harry was thinking wildly, Romilda stepped out from the crowd, Would you like a glass of canyon water?

Hermione glanced back at him, meaning what did I tell you?.

No thanks, Harry replied quickly. I don't like it very much.

Take these anyway, then. Romilda forced a box at Harry. Chocolats, with Hot Whiskey in them. My grandma sent them to me, but I don't like them.