[HP] Noble

The first competition event is over.

The good thing about walking under the dragon's claws is that, ever since Harry opened his eyes in the hospital wing, he found Hogwarts finally friendly again—maybe Cedric said something, anyway now Hufflepuff blew his beard and stared at him when he no longer saw him, and Ron Weasley also lay down on Harry's bed the next moment he woke up, crying so much that his nose flowed out to express his repentance , and Ravenclaw... Qiu Zhang seems to be willing to talk to him occasionally on the Quidditch training ground to exchange some experiences.

As for Slytherin, Harry never dared to ask for anything from these young ladies, for Merlin's sake, they can take off those ridiculous badges instead of preparing to wear it for Christmas, that alone is worth it Harry danced a hula around the Gryffindor table.

But he couldn't be happy for long. At the end of a certain Transfiguration class in early December, when Harry was busy trying to stuff his guinea pig with a bird peck into the cage, Professor McGonagall gave a speech on the podium. Everyone announced the dire news——

They can't go home for Christmas.

... No, no, this is not terrible news.

The scary thing is they're going to have a dance party.

One, field, dance, meeting.

Really dance, party.

When walking out of the Transfiguration classroom, the Gryffindor golden boy lowered his voice and said in disbelief: "Merlin's socks! Where can I find a girl to dance with me?!"

"You have to do this, Harry." Hermione seriously interrupted her friend, "Professor McGonagall said that the warriors must be the protagonists of the opening dance, Harry, find a girl to accompany you to complete this , or, um, boy."

Harry nodded numbly with a blank expression on his face: "I think this is the second item of the Triwizard Tournament." Ron grinned in a very face-saving manner, until Hermione slapped him with the Transfiguration textbook face.

"Don't be stupid." Hermione turned to Harry, her face became kind, "You can make it, see, those girls are smiling at you... you know, you are a Hogwarts warrior ... one, and you just defeated a dragon."

"It beat me," said Harry resignedly, "how many times do I have to tell you that I passed out and the dragon stuffed all the eggs down my stomach - just like I It’s like hatching a baby dragon.”

Hermione took a deep breath and didn't comment, while Ron looked very optimistic. "Anyway, you are the youngest, but you beat Cedric and that beautiful girl from Beauxbatons, and the second best result is Krum, an international superstar who is higher than you—what else are you dissatisfied with? ?" Ron patted Harry on the shoulder cheerfully, "Relax, buddy, you can make it."

Hearing Ron's indifferent words, Harry paused, narrowed his lake-like green eyes slightly, and asked slightly, "Ron, do you already have a partner?"

Ron was stunned for a moment, obviously not thinking about this question, and honestly shook his head: "Uh, no."

"Or did you repeat a grade last year and I didn't know about it?"

Ron raised his eyebrows as if offended: "Hey, I did well on my exams last year!"

"Then why are you so happy?" Harry shook his head, "Don't you also need a girl to dance with you?"

"Maybe a lad." Hermione glanced at the flushed Weasley boy and sneered mockingly.

"Oh, maybe we can tie one up?" Ron wondered innocently.

Harry smiled feebly: "Malfoy will kill you the moment you pull out the rope."

"And Professor Wen." Hermione added sympathetically.

Ron stopped abruptly and stood there for a moment, until his two friends had gone away completely, and then he suddenly realized it, and then the red-haired Gryffindor roared angrily: "Hey !—who said I was going to invite that little Slytherin!—Damn it! Wait for me!"

……

In order to prove that he really didn't intend to invite Scorpius, Ron did a very stupid thing, which was later called the dark history of Ron Weasley——

He ran to invite Fleur Delacour of Beauxbatons... Of course, he was rejected without hesitation.In the next few days, Ron behaved like he was out of his body, out of his mind, and easily frightened.For this matter, even George and Fred were very considerate and did not laugh at him, and even comforted him for the first time—"Every boy has unrealistic fantasies when he is young , my little brother," George reassured sympathetically when Ron was about to put bacon on toast with jam at the breakfast table one time.

"—Ron, George was right, you can't let this down—and you, Harry! If you don't hurry up, all the good girls will be picked." Another Potions class , Hermione, who had announced long ago that she had a secret dance partner, said to her good friends with a sense of superiority, "Harry, if you don't hurry up, you might have to do the opening dance with Professor Snape. "

Ron gasped and nearly spilled his own ink. "Hermione!" he growled angrily. "Sometimes your jokes are really terrible."

The Gryffindor girl gave him a smirk, then rolled her eyes.

"No way! Even that greasy old bat already has a partner." Harry feebly slammed his head on the parchment in front of him, ink smeared his forehead quite a bit.

"I don't believe it." Ron quacked.

"It's Sirius." Harry scratched his head, messing up his already messy hair even more, and his move caused the Gryffindor girls to giggle - they always do this lately, and Harry was very tired Said, "For some reason, Sirius went to invite Snape."

— "I'm assuming that I don't approve of you discussing the privacy of professors behind your back - fifteen points from Gryffindor, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley and, Miss Granger."

A hissing voice as smooth as silk sounded behind the Gryffindor trio, sending a chill down the spine of the three, and finally everyone was slapped hard on the back of the head by a heavy potions workbook.

Hermione rubbed her head and muttered "I didn't say a word, it's all your fault, Harry", then stretched her neck and looked around, and after confirming that Professor Snape had gone far, she retracted her neck, It sounded very excited, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "Did you see that? Snape is shy, it's rare to see him in a hundred years, I don't think I've lived in vain."

"Oh Hermione, I don't think I'll be able to eat lunch." Harry said sullenly in a weird voice, and the next second, he and Ron were both giggling.Looking at the two boys with "heartless" written all over their faces, Hermione put away her smiling face, shook her head helplessly, and returned her attention to the analysis paper on the basic properties of potions that she was writing in front of her.

……

In fact, of course, Harry and Ron were not the only ones who were troubled.

Young Mr. Scorpius Great also happened to be living in dire straits of late.When Draco frightened away the people who invited Scorpius for the third time, the young Slytherin finally began to try to reflect on one thing, or a fact-if he didn't find him before the Christmas ball For a day or two away from Draco for some reason, I'm afraid he'll have to pack up and go home before Christmas.

Seeing the seventh grade Hufflepuff girl running away with her face covered, Scorpius kicked Draco unbearably: "For Merlin's sake, they are here to invite me!"

"Are you kidding me? She's a head taller than you," Draco said naturally.

"But you shouldn't laugh at people either."

"What a shame, I didn't say anything!" the Prince Slytherin snorted disdainfully.

"Yes, that's how you are!" Scorpius exaggeratedly imitated him and snorted, "It's full of disdain! Are you there?!"

Draco stared blankly for a while, and after a while, he smirked at the little Slytherin who was full of righteous indignation, and said in a tone: "Oh, dear Scorpius, you are still young, how can you understand such a truth: A girl with a glassy heart is definitely not suitable for Slytherin."

So at the Tuesday breakfast table in the second week after the deans announced the existence of the ball, even Harry Potter couldn't help but invite Cho Chang to dance in the public, Scorpius was full of dismay Bloodily stuffed a slice of bacon into Beetui's mouth: "It's easy for you, you got Astoria on the first day Professor Snape announced the ball, Pansy got Alpha, and Lian Brace... Well, Brace, I'm not going to laugh at you, but you really shouldn't invite my brother, he's a pervert, he's real, you're just deceived by his sanctimonious appearance. In short, you now have A pretty girl from Beauxbatons—"

"You sound like a bitch, Mr. Gretel." Draco leisurely spread a thick layer of butter on the toast, and then threw it into Scorpius' plate, "here, eat this, don't be too old Stare at Beetui, it's much stronger than you."

Scorpius looked down and snorted critically: "Too much butter!"

Draco dragged the toast back with a dark face, and the plate disappeared in the next second, and a smooth and clean porcelain plate reappeared in front of Scorpius.It was at this time that Ravenclaw's Qiu Zhang tactfully rejected Harry's invitation and explained to him that he had agreed to Cedric's invitation.

"Vainous woman." Draco shook his head disdainfully, "She just wanted to announce to the whole school that two warriors had invited her—"

The platinum nobleman suddenly choked in his throat halfway through his words, Scorpius raised his head and looked around suspiciously, and soon he understood the reason why Draco became speechless and choked after half a sentence——

Because after being rejected by Cho Chang, Harry didn't even have a symbolic expression of regret, as if he decided to end his partner at this breakfast time - even if the entire auditorium now - including more than half of the audience. The professor's eyes moved with him, people stared at Harry, watched the savior walk around the long Ravenclaw table (some girls showed disappointment in their eyes), walked vigorously, with a death-defying expression, and turned to Si Leitlin came from the long table.

"He's crazy." Pansy commented calmly, and then gracefully put a spoonful of pudding into her mouth.

Most of the people in Slytherin also stopped their actions, turned their heads, and prepared to watch a farce with great interest——

Under Draco's scorching eyes that could almost burn people across, Harry emptied his mind, stood in front of Scorpius, cleared his throat, and said clearly in a volume that could be heard in the entire auditorium: "Then Mr. Gretel, maybe you would like to attend a ball with me and be my opening dance partner?" Silently reciting the damn "Guide to Aristocratic Etiquette" in his heart, Harry bent slightly and leaned forward about fifteen With the palm facing up, he stretched out his hand.

There was no sound in the auditorium.

Beside the teacher's desk, Professor Wen Xin put down the silver knife in his hand and slowly raised his head.

At the long Gryffindor table, Ron grabbed Hermione's hand suddenly, so nervous that he seemed to forget how to breathe.

At the long Slytherin table, Harry's face was peaceful. In fact, only he knew that there was nothing left in his brain but a pile of goo that was screaming madly.

Draco lowered his face suddenly, his silver-gray eyes looked up and down the Gryffindor Savior indifferently.

Only Scorpius, as the only one who was still alive in the entire auditorium, he quickly glanced around, then stretched out his hand, patted Harry's palm quickly, and said, "Oh, OK."

Draco threw the cutlery back on his table, stood up without hesitation and left the auditorium.

Behind him was the exploded Hogwarts Great Hall.