Hearing Ginny's gloating laughter, Ron, who had been depressed just now, immediately raised his head and glared at her.
"why are you laughing?!"
"I think of happy things, can't I laugh?" Ginny stared back unwilling to be outdone.
"It's not like I rejected you, why are you angry at me? You have the ability to yell at Fleur Delacour."
Ginny had her hands on her lower back, and the angry look on her face looked very much like Mrs. Weasley's.
Ron snorted, ignored Ginny, turned around and asked:
"Harry, why did you come here? Didn't you invite Qiu Zhang?"
Harry quickly shook his head, "I won't invite her."
He had just witnessed a completely failed invitation from the perspective of a bystander.
Harry suddenly found that compared to becoming someone else's dance partner with the girl he liked, being rejected on the spot, and then being laughed at by the onlookers... it was even more terrifying.
It feels like a clown in the spotlight, with almost nowhere to hide!
Harry really wanted to ask Qiu to be his dance partner, but he was more afraid of following Ron's footsteps and becoming a laughing stock... He would also be embarrassed!
"This is simply ridiculous," Ron complained: "We two warriors can't find a dance partner?"
Ron said, suddenly looking at Hermione who had been silent, he pretended to be casual and asked:
"Oh, Ginny... Granger, don't you two have a dance partner?"
"I think it's better than this. Harry and Ginny together, Granger...Hermione, you can be my dance partner." Ron suggested:
"The four of us can handle the Yule Ball just by working together."
Ron said it was okay, but actually he didn't think so in his heart.
His only requirement for his dance partner is that he is beautiful and looks respectable when he is brought out. As for who the partner is, it doesn't matter.
Hermione has fluffy hair and front teeth. Of course, her teeth are straight now.
But even so, her appearance can only be called ordinary, and even a little ugly.
In the past, Ron would not have liked Hermione at all, and he would never have invited this "nerd" with whom he had basically not interacted with in the past few years to be his dance partner.
But at the Merlin Medal award ceremony half a year ago, Ron saw Hermione dressed up carefully, and he was so shocked that he never forgot her.
She is indeed not as good as Swinton and Delacour, but after being carefully dressed up, she is definitely more beautiful than most girls at Hogwarts.
Wait until the night of the Yule Ball, and if you take Hermione on the stage, you will definitely scare most people and become the focus of the ball!
When Ron was immersed in his fantasy moment, Hermione refused directly: "No, I already have a dance partner."
The expression on Ron's face froze, and he was full of disbelief: "How is that possible?!"
Hermione raised her eyebrows and said, "Why is it impossible?"
"I asked your roommate Lavender, and she said you don't have a dance partner!" Ron said bluntly.
"Lavender?" Hermione shook her head and said, "She doesn't know my situation."
"Oh, who is that person?!" Ron asked.
"I think... this is my private matter and has nothing to do with you." Hermione said.
Ron said impatiently: "Granger, you don't actually need to lie."
"Lying?" Hermione had a dangerous look on her face. "What do you mean?"
"I know that you are good friends with Rove and Neville, but Rove has already agreed to Swinton, and Neville has also invited Hannah." Ron said with an expression that looked like he had seen through the truth:
"Besides the two of them, who else would invite you to be a dance partner? You don't need to lie for the sake of your own face..."
The words were said in a very unpleasant way, which made Ginny frown, and even Harry winked at Ron frequently to tell him to shut up.
Hermione's eyes shone with a frightening light, and she said coldly: "You mean I'm so bad that no one wants to invite me as a dance partner?"
"I...of course I didn't mean that. Okay, okay, I know you are a good girl." Ron grinned:
"I apologize to you, okay? You can promise me..."
Hermione interrupted Ron with a sneer, "Why should I agree to your invitation, Weasley, are we familiar with each other?"
"Fu Rong doesn't like you, you don't think I can like you, do you?
Do you have excellent grades, are you strong in magic, or are you handsome?"
Hermione sarcastically said: "You don't do anything. You got the warrior spot from Rove, but you only got a ridiculous four points. No matter how hard you work, you can surpass me with a fraction."
"Even if I can't find a dance partner, I won't look for you!"
Ron's face turned red from the rebuke, and when he was about to speak, there was a sudden noise at the door.
I saw a group of Gryffindor students pouring in. They actually surrounded Krum and walked into the lounge.
All of them looked at Krum, especially Ron. After seeing their idol, they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves and put the quarrel just behind them.
His voice was urgent: "Oh, Krum, God...why is he here?"
"I don't know." Harry asked doubtfully, "Are you here to visit our college?"
"It's possible... I must get his autograph this time!" Ron hurriedly searched for the quill in his school bag, and screamed again:
"Oh, Krum is walking towards us. He...won't be looking for us to discuss the Triwizard Tournament, right?!"
Ron thought so, and already picked up the quill and parchment. With a smile on his face, he waved to Krum like a friend.
But Krum didn't look at Ron at all. He walked directly past him and came to Hermione. He said in a thick accent:
"Hello Hermione Ger-Jie... I would like to invite you to be my dance partner."
As soon as these words came out, almost the entire Gryffindor lounge exploded.
Ron's eyes widened in disbelief, and his hand holding the quill froze in mid-air.
Hermione looked surprised. She didn't understand why Krum invited her. The only interaction she had with him was a few encounters in the library.
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Hermione frowned and looked at Krum. Seeing that he was not joking, she refused: "Sorry, I already have a dance partner."
These words aroused even more excitement, especially among the girls who followed closely. They looked at Hermione with jealousy just a moment ago, and their faces were full of astonishment the next second.
After Hermione rejected Krum lightly, she glanced at Ron contemptuously, as if looking at a clown, and said coldly:
"Did you see that? Not everyone is like you, no one invites you, and you still think others are lying. Your arrogance really makes me sick."
After Hermione finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the girls' dormitory, but Ron looked as if he had been slapped in the face and his face was very ugly.
"Deserve it!"
Ginny looked at Ron with disdain. She threw her long red hair back, then dangled her arms like a ballerina, and chased Hermione gracefully.
Krum, who was rejected, finally looked at Ron, and he asked with a gloomy face: "Who is her dance partner?"
Ron said nothing, Harry shook his head and said: "I don't know..."
Krum muttered dissatisfiedly:
"Well, all the beautiful girls are already married, so what's the use of being an international football star?"
Krum strode away, and a group of people followed him. Soon only Harry and Ron were left in the common room.
Harry looked at Ron, who had been rejected twice in half an hour, and asked cautiously: "Are you okay?"
"I...it's okay...I..." Ron's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he said angrily towards the girls dormitory:
"If you refuse, just refuse. What's the big deal? It's as if no one has a dance partner... George and Fred have already found a dance partner for me... They have found me a long time ago!!"
Harry didn't say anything, just sighed softly... Instead of believing in the twins, he might as well believe that he was Merlin.