If possible, Mike really wanted Qiu Zhang to be his dance partner, but he also knew that this was impossible.

Because Qiu Chang is Cedric's girlfriend, and the two have been dating for a long time, and they even planned to get engaged.

Let’s not talk about whether I can dig Cedric’s corner. Even if I do, judging from Cedric’s current mental state, I’m afraid he will come to Gryffindor to kill him immediately.

He is a third party!

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but sigh deeply.

My first love may end in vain.

At the same time, Harry also felt a little guilty.

Both Mike and Dumbledore are trying to help themselves, to find the mastermind who secretly attacks them and makes them become warriors. However, at this critical moment, they are indulged in such an irrelevant emotion as love.

This is really...a little too much.

"Harry, what are you thinking about with that frown?"

Harry turned to look and saw that the person speaking was Ron. Although he had some minor conflicts with him before, they were still friends, so recently Harry took the initiative to find Ron and get back together.

"nothing."

Harry thought about it and finally decided that he couldn't tell him about the fact that he dreamed about Cho Chang in the middle of the night and then woke up the next day to find his underwear wet, so he said perfunctorily.

"Well, the Christmas dance is coming soon, but I still haven't found a dance partner. This is really too bad!" Ron said with half envy and half jealousy, "It would be great if I was also a warrior. In this case, I

You can choose your dance partner at will!”

"You should be glad that you are not, because if you are a warrior, you will need to deal with the fire dragon."

Harry retorted angrily. Ron only saw the privileges that the warriors enjoyed now, but did not see the dangers they faced back then, which made him very unhappy.

And Ron seemed to realize that what he said was inappropriate, and began to change the topic:

"By the way, as for your dance partner, have you chosen who it is?"

"not yet."

"Isn't this possible? You are a warrior! I mean there should be many girls willing to be your dance partner!"

"The problem is I don't like them!"

As Harry spoke, he pushed open the door of the auditorium, and Ron quickly caught up with him and asked tentatively:

"Okay, maybe you are right. But if a girl invites you next time and you don't like them, can you recommend me to them? You know I don't have a dance partner yet. Of course, it's too ugly.

You shouldn’t recommend that kind of thing…”

Harry nodded perfunctorily, but his attention was already attracted by the scene in the auditorium.

After Ron reacted from the excitement of receiving a satisfactory answer, he also noticed something unusual in the auditorium at this moment.

The auditorium was obviously packed with people as usual at this moment, but everyone was looking at the same place quietly as if they were under a petrification spell.

Following their gazes, Ron and Harry saw at the intersection of everyone's gazes in the auditorium, a beautiful elf-like Fleur, smiling and extending her hand to Mike.

"Mike, would you like to be my partner at the Christmas ball?"

As soon as these words came out, Harry could clearly feel that all the boys in the auditorium took a breath of cold air almost at the same time.

This is not surprising, from the first day Fleur came to Hogwarts, she became the dream lover of all Hogwarts students, and no one wanted her to be someone else's dance partner.

Harry even heard a boy next to him praying something.

Harry didn't hear the specific content clearly, but he could guess it. He probably just hoped that Mike would refuse.

At the intersection of the crowd's gazes, Fleur stretched out her hand and looked at Mike with a confident expression.

She has used the charm ability she inherited from her grandmother to the extreme. In this case, she doesn't think Mike will reject her, even if Mike knows Occlumency!

'He will kneel down on one knee like a knight in a moment and kiss the back of my hand.'

Imagining the soft touch that would come from the back of her hand later, Lotus couldn't help but have a hint of blush on her fair face.

However, Mike's answer was, "Please forgive me for refusing."

"This is just too good...what?" The smile on Fleur's face disappeared in an instant, "You said you refused? Why?"

Mike, who had already entered the closed-brain state, spread his hands, and just as he was about to answer, a fanatical voice suddenly came out.

"I promise! I promise to be your dance partner!"

A blushing Ron rushed to Fleur like a gust of wind, stretched out his head and was about to kiss Fleur's hand.

This turn of events frightened Furong into hastily retracting her hand, and at the same time her charm power also failed.

Ron woke up. He still knelt down on one knee and asked for a kiss. Under the gaze of everyone, he seemed to realize what he had just done. His face suddenly turned red, and the color was bright.

It's almost the same color as his hair.

"Yes...I'm sorry!"

Ron roared in a tearful voice and ran out of the auditorium. Seeing this, Harry couldn't care about anything else and could only chase after him.

However, he had not chased him very far when he bumped into Professor McGonagall at a corner.

"Harry! No chasing or fighting in the corridor!" Professor McGonagall said, rubbing her sore stomach and frowning, "Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor for your and Ron's actions!"

"Professor! Now is not the time to talk about this. Did you see which direction Ron went just now?"

"What! Are you still going to continue?"

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows, and upon seeing this, Harry quickly told her what had just happened.

"This silly kid! He should have gone back to the lounge. You can go there and look for him."

Harry agreed and was about to run, but McGonagall stopped him again.

"I said! No chasing or fighting in the corridor! Just walk slowly!" Mag frowned and said, "Also, have you decided who your dance partner will be?"

"Not yet." Harry kept searching for suitable candidates in his mind, and finally said, "Maybe I can invite Ron to be my dance partner. Anyway, they didn't say that the dance partner cannot be of the same sex."

Hearing this, Professor McGonagall's eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.

"Harry, I have to remind you that if you really do this, it will cause a lot of unnecessary misunderstandings. So I suggest that you choose a woman as your dance partner." Professor McGonagall said with a weird look, "

And you must hurry up, Christmas is coming soon, and the warriors will lead the dance. If you don't have a dance partner by then, Gryffindor will lose its master!"

Harry responded obediently, and then quickly returned to the Gryffindor lounge with a pace that was twisted but still very fast.

"I'm so stupid! Really!"

As soon as he returned to the lounge, Harry saw Ron sitting in the corner repeating these two sentences.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

"Can't you see it yet? I'm very bad! This time I made a big fool of myself! Now everyone in Hogwarts knows that I overestimated my ability to invite Fleur! Merlin's beard, Malfoy and the others will definitely do it again

You came to laugh at me because of this!" Ron roared angrily, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. At that time, Fleur must have used Veela's ability to charm Mike! I just hit her by mistake.

It’s just ability! I’m so stupid! Really!”

Harry scratched his head, he really didn't know how to comfort Ron at this moment.

Fortunately, Ron had no intention of stopping and continued:

"This is absolutely not possible! I have to find a dance partner! Maybe I can try to ask Hermione, that ugly girl no one wants. With the friendship between us, if I ask her, I should be able to succeed!"

"The ugly girl no one wants!?"

Hermione's scream suddenly sounded from behind the two of them, startling Ron directly.

"Ha! Let me tell you Ron! Even if no one really wants me, I won't be your dance partner!" Hermione angrily said to Harry and Ron, "What's more, I have already been invited by others.

Yes! And that person is much better than you all!"

After that, Hermione walked away, leaving only Harry and Ron, who were stunned and stunned.

…

In the Hogwarts auditorium, as Ron and Harry left, everyone laughed for a while and then focused their attention on Mike again.

Although they were happy that Mike rejected Fleur, they were still curious as to why Mike rejected Fleur.

To them this is completely unreasonable!

Is there a more charming girl in this world than Fleur?

I'm afraid it's gone?

But Mike rejected Fleur's invitation without even a little hesitation!

This is so puzzling!

Also wanting to know the reason was Furong.

It was simply a shame for her to be rejected when inviting others in public. She could already imagine how the group of Bitchis in the same school as her would secretly rejoice in others' misfortune.

But facing so many pairs of eyes that looked forward to curiosity and hatred, Mike still had a sleepless expression and said in a calm tone:

"You know, Fleur, I have a girlfriend, so I can only say sorry to you. Besides, I have to go now, because the dress I customized for the Christmas ball has arrived, and I need to sign for it.

"

After saying that, Mike ignored Fleur's already red eyes and left without looking back.

It wasn't until he approached the Ravenclaw lounge that Mike quietly exited the state of absolute sanity under the Occlumency Curse and shook his head.

He never expected that Furong would use her ability to charm him!

Her behavior greatly reduced Mike's favorability towards her. No one likes to be controlled by others, especially when this kind of control is as vicious as the Imperius Curse.

In addition, Mike felt that Fleur's intelligence was somewhat touching. He remembered that he should have told her that he had a way to resist her charming ability, but Fleur still did so today.

I really don’t know if Furong is too confident or just too stupid.

Mike sighed and returned to his dormitory.

But when he opened the door, he saw a scene that made his eyes wide open.

Penello was seen almost naked, half-leaning against the wall, changing her underwear. The large expanses of snow-white skin and those devilish curves made Mike's Adam's apple twitch.

The sound of the door opening startled Penello, and she screamed and reached out to cover her chest.

But when she found out that the person coming was Mike, she glared at Mike angrily, then let go of her hand and openly showed off her proud figure to Mike.

"Honey, come and help me."

A sound like a cat meowing woke up Mike. He closed the door and stepped forward to hug Penello from behind.

"Hey hey hey, how do you want me to help you?"

"Stop it!" Penello nudged Mike who was groping with his elbow, "Help me button up the back."

When Mike heard this, he also retracted his hand and started to help Penello put on the dress. Of course, he didn't miss anything in the process.

With Mike's help, Penello finally put on her dress.

There was an unknown flush on her face, and she turned around shyly and asked:

"You think so?"

"Perfect!"

Mike's answer was simple and clear. He had found someone to customize this dress specifically in the Muggle community. Although it was simply black, the excellent fabric made the dress still look very gorgeous, with half sleeves and a wide open collar.

The design is the finishing touch.

After receiving Mike's approval, Penello spun around happily, but then a trace of worry appeared on her face.

"This dress is very beautiful! But I read its description and it said that this evening dress uses a lot of special materials and cannot be washed or dry-cleaned with other liquids. If what is said above is true, then I should

How to wash it?"

Hearing this, Mike was happy at first, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"My silly girl! This evening dress is disposable and does not need to be washed at all!"

"What did you say? This is a custom-made dress. It's so expensive but it's a one-time use!"

"This is an unspoken rule. Evening dresses are disposable consumables. If you reuse them to attend banquets, it will be considered impolite." Mike hugged Penello again.

"Don't worry about these, you just need to be as beautiful as a flower, and leave everything else to me."

Mike, a straight man (a man who is used to me giving money and you providing services, a man who is straight-forward), actually did not say good things about love, but Penello just fell in love with this.

She looked at Mike intently, her eyes full of love.

But then, she seemed to have thought of something and said:

"Your dress has also arrived, but I took a look and it seems to be a suit?"

"That's right, a suit and an evening gown, isn't that the most correct combination?"

"But that's just the rules of the Muggle world." Penello said uneasily, "I saw other banquets held by wizards, and the wizards and wizards were wearing other styles of dresses. You wear it like this

If the suit goes over, will it..."

Before Penello finished speaking, Mike interrupted:

"No! Don't worry! Those people who are used to ridiculing and scorning others are actually the most bullying! With our current wealth and influence, even if we go there in pajamas on Christmas Day, they will give us away
Chapter completed!