Hermione quickly turned around and ran away, leaving only a confused look on his face, rubbing his sore forehead.
Just dance, why are you hitting people?
Luo Fu regretted not falling to the ground immediately... He was too slow!
When the boy was about to leave the dance floor, Margaery came to him with a beautiful glide. She gently hooked his belt with her fingers and winked at him:
"Sir, do you need any special services?"
Luo Fu smiled helplessly and said: "You guys are connecting very well. If you don't squeeze me dry, it won't end tonight, right?"
Margaery smiled proudly. She put her arms around Luo Fu's waist and said delicately: "Tired from dancing?"
"A little bit."
Margery leaned over, her charming and fox-like face close to the boy, exhaled like a blue breath, and said in a joking tone:
"Shirley, Gabrielle, Hermione...there are only three girls, and you can't stand it anymore and your legs are starting to get weak?
Little Luofu, your body is a little weak now and you need to exercise more."
Luo Fu rolled his eyes, what do you mean by "only three girls"? He danced eight times in a row without rest.
Several of the dances were performed with a naive child like Hermione. You must know that the younger the child, the more physical and energy they will consume!
But since it was Margaery, Rolf had to stand up no matter what. He jumped up to the music, suddenly remembered something, and asked:
"Margery, did you say bad things about me in front of Gabrielle?"
"No?" Margaery pretended to be confused and said, "What I said are all good things."
"Then who said I like long legs and high heels?" Luofu glared.
"That's not a bad thing." Margery smiled charmingly and said, "At most, it's just revealing some of your special little quirks."
"Who has this habit...and secretly touching your legs?" Luofu gritted his teeth and said, "When have I ever done this kind of thing?"
"How quickly did you forget what you did?" Margery said with a resentful expression:
"Last summer at the Thunderbird Sanctuary in Arizona, you sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and touched my legs for half an hour."
"You were bitten by a rattlesnake, so I applied medicine to you, didn't you?" Luofu said angrily, "And it only lasted for five minutes. Where did you get half an hour?"
"Don't worry about it for a few minutes. I'll just ask you if you touched me?" Margaery asked confidently.
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At the dining table, Harry stared at Cho and Cedric like a maniac.
Harry watched all night long...watching the two of them dancing, resting, holding hands again, and leaving the auditorium talking and laughing.
When leaving the auditorium at this time, it is of course impossible for everyone to go back to their respective lounges, and they must engage in other activities.
Thinking of this, Harry felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to use a curse to turn Cedric into a pile of jelly.
So, he chased after him, preparing to stop Cedric!
Unfortunately, Harry was slow for a while, and when he walked out of the auditorium, he had already lost the place of Cedric and Cho.
Harry looked at the empty hall in confusion for a moment, not knowing what to do.
How about going back to the dormitory to sleep?
Harry was about to walk towards the Gryffindor common room when he suddenly remembered that his good brother Ron was still suffering at Snape's place.
Although Professor McGonagall warned him not to go to the Potions Office tonight, Harry still forgot about it and decided to rescue Ron.
He first went back to the Gryffindor lounge, took away the invisibility cloak, and then quickly headed to the dungeon.
As he was about to arrive at the Potions Office, Harry suddenly heard an unpleasantly familiar voice coming from the corridor.
"...I don't understand why you are making such a fuss, Igor."
"Severus, you can't pretend that this didn't happen!" Karkaroff's voice sounded hoarse and frightened, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"Over the past few months, that thing on my arm has become more and more obvious. I'm very worried now - he's coming back!"
"Then run away," Snape said calmly, "Igor, you run away - I want to stay at Hogwarts - even if he does come back!"
Harry saw through the invisibility cloak that Karkaroff was a little panicked, nervously reaching out to touch his goatee, and then wrapping the beard around his fingers.
Harry didn't know what they were going to say. He wanted to get closer but was afraid of being discovered. Finally, he decided to go and save Ron while Snape was not in the office.
Harry quickly arrived at the Potions Office. The door was unlocked. He easily turned the doorknob and walked in.
At this time, Ron was tied up on a crucible and his mouth was stuffed with rags.
Harry lifted off the invisibility cloak, pulled off the rag, and whispered: "Ron, I'm here to save you."
Ron looked at Harry and shouted anxiously: "Run, Harry, Snape has set magic on the door. He can feel whoever comes in..."
Harry felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He turned around and ran towards the door, but a figure was already blocking the door.
Snape walked in, locked the door to the room, and strode toward them, his long black robes flowing behind him.
"Potter, I knew you would come to save Weasley. Your stupidity is always so obvious!" Snape sneered.
"Professor Snape." Harry stammered: "Ron didn't invite you to the ball. There must be a misunderstanding..."
"I will investigate that matter!" Snape said fiercely:
"But you broke into my office and tried to take Weasley away. I'm going to give you some punishment."
"What kind of punishment?" Harry said with a chill: "Point deduction or solitary confinement?"
But Snape smiled evilly. "No, Potter, it's a better punishment."
A black object suddenly appeared in his hand. Harry looked carefully and found that it was... black underwear.
Harry didn't know that the underwear was originally black, or that it had not been washed for a long time, so it became so black. Anyway, it exuded a stinky smell.
"I will hang you up and stuff this thing into your mouth..." Snape's eyes flashed with malice.
"To be honest, I always wanted to stuff it into your father's mouth, but I never found the chance."
"By the way, Potter, I forgot to tell you." Snape stared into Harry's eyes and whispered, "Merry Christmas!"
