The Son of Light of the Snake House

"It's beautiful, Ron...it really matches your gown."

Two men came up, Fred and George.They sat down at Harry, Ron and Hermione's table, and Ron was rubbing his eyebrows, checking the extent of his burns - he had just misplaced a card by mistake, causing the whole deck to explode with a bang, Almost blinded one of his eyes, but he is not afraid.

"Ron, can we borrow Piggy?" George asked.

"No, it's out for a walk," said Ron. "What do you want it for?"

"Because George wanted to invite him to the ball," said Fred sarcastically.

"Because we've got a letter to send, you big stupid fool," said George.

"Who do you two write to?" said Ron.

"Don't mind your own business, Ron, or I'll burn your nose too," said Fred, threatening Ron with a wave of his wand. "Why... you guys haven't found a date yet?"

"No," said Ron.

"I said, buddy, you'd better hurry up, or you'll be picking out all the good girls," Fred said.

"So who are you going with?" said Ron.

"Angelina," Fred replied without thinking, without embarrassment.

"What?" Ron asked in surprise. "You already invited her?"

"Good question," said Fred.He turned his head and called across the common room, "Hello, Angelina!"

Angelina was chatting with Alicia Spinnet by the fire when she heard the shout and looked over at Fred. "What's the matter?" she asked aloud.

"Will you come to the dance with me?" Fred called.

Angelina looked at Fred with weighing eyes.

"Okay," she said, and then turned to talk to Aliya again, with a small smile on her face.

"That's it," Fred said to Harry and Ron, "it's a piece of cake."

Harry froze, he had never thought of such a way - no, shouldn't it be polite and elegant to invite a lady to a ball?This kind of... this kind of "small citizen" invitation is actually okay?

Harry immediately thought of when he was eating in the cafeteria at night, in front of everyone in the school (including the other two schools), he slapped the table, stood up immediately, and shouted at the long Ravenclaw table: "Autumn! Zhang! Would you like to go to the dance with me?"

Just thinking of this scene made Harry scratch his toes in embarrassment.

This method doesn't work for me.He comforted himself: We'd better be more polite.

Hogwarts students and teachers have shown a constant desire to impress Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's guests, and they seem determined to show the castle at its best this Christmas.The school was decorated with lights, the marble staircase was covered with icicles that never melted, and the twelve Christmas trees that were customary in the auditorium were decorated with all kinds of baubles, from From glistening holly berries to live golden owls who can't stop hooting.

The armor in the corridors has been enchanted so that they sing Christmas carols whenever anyone passes by.Listening to an empty helmet sing "Oh, come on, you godly people", only a pity they can only sing half of the words, sounds funny.

After a few more days, Harry couldn't wait any longer. He had to have a partner to help him open the party together.

However, Harry has yet to invite Cho Chang to the dance.He and Ron were very much in a hurry now, though Harry pointed out that Ron wouldn't be making a fool of himself like he was without a partner.Harry should start dancing with the other warriors first.

"Harry - we've got to bite the bullet," said Ron on Friday, sounding as if they were planning to take down an impregnable fortress, "and when we get back to the common room tonight we've got to all Got a partner—agreed?"

"Um...well," said Harry.

But Harry couldn't find a chance to talk to Cho Chang, she was always with her friends, like a queen surrounded by bees, but it was impossible not to talk...

"Hmm—Cho Chang? Can I have a word with you?"

The girls around Cho Chang giggled.Fortunately, Qiu Zhang didn't laugh.She said "Okay" and followed Harry out of the hearing of her classmates.Harry turned to look at her, and suddenly there was a strange spasm in him, as if he had missed a step on the way down.

Um. he faltered. "Would you—would you like to go to the dance with me?" asked Harry. Feeling his guts squirming in his abdominal cavity.

"Oh!" said Cho Chang -- blushing too, "Oh, Harry, I'm really sorry," she looked at him honestly, "I've already agreed to go with someone else. "

"Oh." Harry replied dryly, feeling embarrassment creep up on his feet. "Okay, that's fine," he said, taking a step back.

"I'm really sorry," she said again.

"It's okay," Harry said.

They stood there looking at each other, and then Cho Chang said, "That's it—bye," said Cho Chang, still flushed.She turned to leave.

Harry stopped her from behind and asked, "Who are you going with?"

"Oh—Cedric," she said, "Cedric Diggory."

Harry took another step back, watched Cho Chang turn away, and turned back to the lounge himself.Did he think he had made an unwise decision, or that the problem was that he had put it off too late?

"Fairy Light," he said dryly to the Fat Lady—the password had been changed the day before.

"Yes, yes, darling!" she trilled, smoothing her fresh lamé headband as she rolled forward to let him in.

Harry took a breath, and was about to report his failure to his friends, but saw Ron with a pale face, and Hermione was there to comfort him.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, feeling his frustration disappear from his body.

"I... went to invite Fleur Delacour... why would I do such a thing!" Ron looked terribly annoyed: "She's standing there talking to Cedric! I don't know what to think Yes, just walked over..."

Ron groaned, covering his face with his hands.He was still talking, but his words were barely audible.

"She looked at me like I was a sea cucumber or something. She didn't even bother to answer. Then - I don't know - I just came to my senses and ran away."

"She's part Veela," said Harry. "You were right, her grandma was a Veela. It's not your fault. But Cedric is going with Cho Chang—I went to invite her just now." , and she said she was going with Cedric."

Ron looked up at Harry, looking like he wanted to cry with him.

The author has something to say:

My roommate made me laugh so hard today. We sat in class by the window in the back row of the classroom. When she finished class, she stretched her back. A bee that “just happened” to fly in from the window was caught between her index finger and middle finger, and she was stung. up.

Although I am so pitiful and feel sorry for her, I really can't help laughing, my face hurts from laughing, and I have to rush her to the infirmary, laughing to death, what kind of luck is this hahahahahaha.

I am going to update Daniel's prom episode tomorrow hhh whim (slightly deda)