I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Rove and Gabriel danced two dances, plus the three dances with Shirley, he has never rested, and he will be a little tired.

The boy wanted to leave the dance floor and go back to rest off the court, but found that a group of witches had gathered where he was sitting before.

They stand there excitedly, like a large pile of brightly colored candies, waiting for customers to choose.

Shirley was sitting on the side resting, and she made a subtle gesture to Rove, reminding him...these people are waiting for him.

Rove looked dizzy for a while, and at this moment Margaery came with Hermione in her arms. She danced and asked:

You two don't dance anymore?

Rove hummed, tilted his head and said, But there are many witches standing there, I'd better wait for them to leave before going back.

Then let's exchange partners! Margaret suggested.

Rove thought Margaery was going to dance with him, but it was Hermione who suddenly said:

Rolf, I...I want to invite you to a dance, can I?

Rove looked at the girl with slightly flushed cheeks, nodded slightly and said, Of course.

Margaery took Hermione's arm, spun around on the spot, and then pushed her towards Rove's arms.

Hermione almost tripped, but fortunately she hugged Rove just in time, so she didn't fall.

Margaery pulled away Gabriel who was reluctant to leave, then patted Rove's buttocks, blinked and said:

Rofe, I'm leaving my dance partner to you... Tonight is Hermione's first time, she is inexperienced, you have to guide her slowly, be patient and gentle, and enjoy yourself.

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I don't know why, but when Rove heard Margaery's words, he always felt weird... Are you sure you mean dancing?

A group of female students queuing up saw Rove and Margery exchanging partners on the dance floor, they were dumbfounded.

Not far away, Krum's face also became gloomy. He waited for a long time, wanting to wait for Granger to finish dancing so that he could invite her again...Damn it.

At this moment, Rove didn't pay attention to those gazes, or in other words, he didn't have the energy to care about those gazes at all. He was devoting himself to dancing with Hermione.

But even though his mind was tense and every part of his body was stiffened, under Hermione's fierce offensive, he almost surrendered.

It's not an exaggeration to say that, before a quarter of Lover's Waltz was played, Hermione stepped on him seven or eight times.

This is the result of Rove evading several times in advance under the reminder of the spider sensor, otherwise he will only be in a worse situation.

Rove finally understood that Margaery's reminder just now was not a joke, and Hermione was indeed a fledgling in terms of dancing.

And facing Chu'er, even a veteran like Rove couldn't stand it.

But Hermione was still blushing, trying her best to quibble and said: Rolf, I really can dance, I learned it from my mother, I won't lie to you...

Hermione, I really want to believe you. Rove sighed, But how can I trust you with your performance? Ah~ you stepped on my foot again!

Hermione hurriedly withdrew her foot and apologized, Yes...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to...

Rove sighed again, he would rather face those witches in line now than be tortured by Hermione Ultimate.

But Hermione didn't want to give up yet, she gently grabbed Rove's sleeve, and begged:

Give me one more chance, how about this... Next, if I step on your foot again, I will give you a Galleon. If I don't step on you for five consecutive steps, you will give me a Galleon, how about it? ?”

Rove laughed, Hermione gave money like this, how could he refuse it.

Come on. Rove couldn't wait: Let's hurry up and enjoy this wonderful dance time.

Hermione danced again confidently, but stepped on Rove's foot within two steps.

The boy looked at Hermione, she pursed her lips and said, One Galleon.

Rove held back his laughter, and swayed with Hermione's arms again, and deliberately made difficult moves. She really became flustered, and quickly said again:

Two Galleons.

Not long after, she hummed again: Three Galleons~

Four Galleons!

Hermione kicked more than a dozen times in a row, and her momentum became weaker and weaker, and her voice became lower and lower, so weak that even she might not be able to hear the mosquitoes and flies.

Rove lowered his head and glanced at his gray shoes. Fortunately, his magic could make the skin as strong as dragon scales, otherwise his feet would probably be pig's hooves tonight.

Hermione's eyes were a little red. She had indeed practiced dancing in private, but for some reason, when she actually danced with Rove, she felt very nervous, and her legs and feet couldn't move, like a patient with Down's syndrome.

Rolf, how about...you should change your partner? Hermione finally said.

Rove looked at the lost Hermione, he didn't agree, but said softly:

You're just too nervous, follow my rhythm, I'm sure I can train you well.

Rove's arms slowly moved down from the girl's shoulders, Don't be so tense, like a piece of wood... Sink your shoulders, relax your waist, lift your hips up, and separate your feet.

Seeing Rove who was serious about teaching, Hermione felt an inexplicable sense of trust deep in her heart. She settled down and began to follow the boy to twirl on the dance floor step by step.

The speed of the two of them was very slow, and Rove held Hermione's body with his hands, leading her to move slowly.

When Hermione stepped on Rove again, and she looked at him with apologies, the boy always gave her a particularly gentle smile and comforted her: It's okay, come again.

Hermione nodded emphatically, and began to follow Rove's footsteps again, taking every step very carefully, lest she accidentally step on his foot again.

The two danced like this, and after two songs, Hermione was finally able to keep up with Rove's dance steps and stopped stepping on his feet.

Hermione danced better and better, and her skirts flew across the dance floor with her steps.

The dance music slowly reached its climax, and the reciprocating sounds of the piano and cello slowly sounded. Rove let go of Hermione's body and let her start spinning by herself.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

Hermione's blue skirt bloomed like a flower in the middle of the dance floor, and the transparent gauze floated up.

When the dance music ended, Hermione stopped panting, and she said excitedly, I seem to have learned it.

Yes. Rove nodded with a sense of accomplishment.

But Hermione's next words made the boy's expression freeze.

Rove, I just counted. There are 300 steps that haven't stepped on your feet. You owe me 60 Galleons.

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Hermione laughed, she suddenly stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, knocked Rove's head hard with her forehead, and said with a blushing face:

Thank you, Rove, for dancing with me!

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