Chapter 1,136

"Apologise?" Ron paused, then...

"You put Felicis in Ron's pumpkin juice this morning, that's why he saved all his shots! Look! I can keep a goal without any help, Hermione!"

"I never said you couldn't - Ron, you thought you were taking it! Most importantly, I've apologized."

"Oh, okay, it looks like..."

"Oh, no, you leave quickly before I get angry." Hermione said, looking at Ron's expression, there was no intention of reconciliation at all.

But Ron had already strode out of the door with his broomstick on his shoulders.

This made everyone confused and didn't know what happened to Ron.

However, in fact, by the time they returned to the Gryffindor common room, the atmosphere had reached a peak, and Harry's appearance caused a new round of cheers and applause, and was soon followed by a group of people congratulating him. People surrounded.

The Creevey brothers wanted to hear him give the most detailed analysis of the game. Harry tried to get away from them, but a large group of girls surrounded him again. After hearing his dry comments, they fluttered their eyes and laughed loudly, and he It took some time to find Ron.

Finally, he broke away from Romilda Vane, who was clearly hinting that she wanted to go with him to Slughorn's Christmas party.

Just like the previous Tri-Wizard Fighting Competition, Slughorn arranged his banquet on Christmas Day. As a private party, it was kept in the school and at the beginning of Christmas, the banquet itself would become everyone's favorite. Points of interest.

After the news spread, everyone was speculating who Slughorn, the former Head of Slytherin House, would choose to attend his ball.

But the target was quickly targeted, members of the Slughorn Club, and of course, some famous guys in the school.

Naturally, no matter what aspect, Harry had no reason not to accept the invitation, and Slughorn invited Harry to the party several times in front of many people.

If they want to squeeze into this private dance, many people will look for ways from Harry, especially the girls at Hogwarts. In their eyes, Harry has become the most attractive person in Hogwarts. boy.

This has been the case since first grade, but now that boys have grown up, they can learn more from other aspects...

For example, have a wonderful date with the famous Harry Potter, or... an encounter?

In short, no matter what method, this is not a losing business, of course, as long as you succeed.

If you think about it carefully, it is really a good deal. The savior of the magic world, the chosen one, no matter who he is, in the eyes of others, this is a dazzling halo.

Maybe Harry made a mistake in some way, and he might succeed in taking the throne.

The struggle of the woman behind Harry Potter...

And right now, Slughorn's ball is a good opportunity. The source of all good things can start from an encounter at a ball.

In fact, Harry still hadn't decided who to invite to Slughorn's ball.

This problem was as difficult as it was during the Tri-Wizard Fighting Competition, and even more difficult in Harry's eyes now.

Just like the situation at that time, Harry's favorite candidate had already been confirmed to attend with others.

Ginny Weasley, she has a boyfriend, she will take Dean with her...

Who knows what kind of changes have taken place in the meantime. In short, during the Three Witches Fighting Competition, Ginny still had a choice, but now...

"How about giving it a try?" Harry couldn't help asking himself, and then reflexively, Harry thought of Ron again.

This is definitely a headache.

It can be seen that Ron makes Hermione very unhappy, and as far as the current situation is concerned, Ron has no intention of reconciling with Ginny and Hermione...

What a headache.

Harry dodged his way to the drinks table, then walked straight up to Ginny while he was still awake, Arnold the dwarf Pufferon riding on her shoulders, and Crookshanks meowing hopefully at her feet. With.

"Hi, Ginny, you..."

"Looking for Ron?" Ginny asked with a smirk on her face. "There he is, the dirty hypocrite."

Harry looked in the direction Ginny pointed. Looking across the room, he saw Ron hugging Lavender Brown tightly, and it was difficult to tell which hand belonged to whose.

"What's going on..."

"He looks like he's eating her face, doesn't he?" Ginny said quietly. "I think he'll have to work on his technique a bit. Well played, Harry." She patted his arm; ha. Leigh felt his stomach drop, but then she went over to refill the butterbeer.

Crookshanks trotted after her, his yellow eyes fixed on Arnold. Harry turned his attention away from Ron, who looked unlikely to be finished any time soon.

This is really a distressing fact.

We promised to grow old together, but you did secretly bake the oil...

So, he is the only one left now?

Harry was so confused that he even forgot to ask Ginny if she could go with him.

"Ron..." Harry looked at Hermione and Fanlin sitting on the sofa in confusion.

"Oh, it may be the season, but this time is different from most people. It seems that you need a cup of butterbeer, Harry." Fan Lin said, picking up a cup from the table The beer was handed to Harry.

"Well..." Harry took a big gulp, "What on earth is going on?"

"Lavender thinks Ron is very interesting," Hermione said with some disgust. Obviously, the girl was still resentful of Ron's disdain for reconciliation.

According to Fan Lin's idea, Ron may have been inflated, especially after knowing that Harry did not use the Felixir. This was one of the few perfect opportunities for Ron to successfully refute Hermione.

Take a good look at it... In essence, Ron still didn't realize what was wrong with him, but one thing is certain, Ron's mood should be extremely inflated now.

As they spoke, there was even louder cheering from the crowd, and Lavender and Ron kissed each other again.

As a key figure in defeating Slytherin, Ron's outstanding performance today covered up all the previous problems.

"Lavender thinks Ron is interesting?" Harry raised his voice, "But, how do I..."

"I told you, Harry." Fan Lin said, "Ron is very likely..."

"Okay, okay, I remembered," Harry said, "So, Ron just doesn't need to worry about him anymore?"

"Obviously," Fan Lin said, "I'm afraid, he doesn't have time to pay attention to us now."

"Okay." Harry said, and he couldn't describe how he felt. Especially after seeing Lavender dragging Ron out of the crowd and crawling into the Fat Lady's passage, Harry's mood suddenly changed. It becomes more complicated.

"So, have you decided who you want to go to the prom with now?" Hermione's expression softened when she saw Ron going out. The most direct feeling was that Fan Lin clearly felt that the force exerted on his hands was much smaller.

"Not yet, but I think..."

"Don't worry about Ginny." Hermione said suddenly, "She will go with Dean, so do you have any other good choices, Cho?"

"Oh, don't say such unreliable things, Hermione." Harry said with a headache.

"Of course." Fan Lin answered for Hermione, "In fact, I just saw you going to Ginny..."

"I just can't find anyone," Harry said. "Besides, I don't have anyone yet. I mean, maybe Ginny will recommend someone for me..."

"You can go find it yourself, just like that traitor Crookshanks, who recently fell in love with Ginny's little pet." Hermione said angrily.

She sat on the sofa, and Crookshanks didn't even look at her.

Are you tired of watching it?

Ha...human beings!

"Turn into a cat and let me hold it for a while." Hermione said politely, and Fanlin was very happy to do so. He turned into a big white cat and got into Hermione's arms for a nuzzle.

This really made Harry feel a little upset. Harry felt that he had eaten a lot today...

"By the way," Hermione said nonchalantly, pressing down Fan Lin's dishonest cat head, "you have to be careful."

"For the last time," Harry said in a slightly hoarse voice after a short moment of silence, "I will not return this book. The Half-Blood Prince has taught me more than Snape and Slugho." There is much more grace——”

"I'm not talking about that stupid so-called 'prince' of yours," Hermione glanced at his book with disgust, as if it had just offended her, "I'm talking about something else. I went here before I went to the bathroom, and there were girls there, including Romilda Venn. They were planning how to trick you into drinking the love potion. They all wanted you to take them to Slughorn's party. It seemed like they all wanted to. Bought Fred and George's love potions, I'm afraid those things are effective-"

"Then why didn't you confiscate them?" Harry asked.

It seemed unusual that Hermione did not show her enthusiasm for enforcing school rules at a crucial moment.

"They didn't have those things with them in the bathroom," Hermione said dismissively. "They were just discussing strategy. Since I doubt that the Half-Blood Prince," she glanced at the book again with disgust, "can invent an antidote to a dozen different love potions at once, I would like to invite one for you. Man - that will kill all their chances, and tomorrow night they have everything."

"I don't want to invite anyone," Harry muttered. He was still trying his best to stop thinking about Ginny, despite the fact that she would still burst into his dreams. He could only pray devoutly to Ron. Doesn't know Legilimency.

"Okay, but be careful with your drink, because Romilda doesn't look like she's joking," Hermione said grimly.

"Wait a minute," Harry said slowly. "I remember Filch had banned anything from Weasley's Wizard Wheezes."

"Who has ever noticed what Filch banned?" Hermione asked rhetorically. She stretched out her hand, and Fan Lin put his head on top of her head cooperatively. "Aren't you very good at doing this? And you, Fan Lin Forest."

"But I remember not all owls were checked? So how did these girls bring the love potion into school?"

"Fred and George sent them in disguised as perfume and cough drops," Hermione said. "It's part of their owl subscription service."

"You know a lot." Hermione rolled her eyes at him, as if looking at his book "Advanced Potion Preparation". "It's all written on the backs of those bottles they showed me and Ginny over the summer," she said dryly. "I'm not going around lacing people's drinks... or pretending to, which is equally bad..."

"Yeah, well, don't think about that," Harry said quickly, "The thing is, Filch was tricked, right? The girls brought items into school disguised as something else! That's right. Why can’t Fu bring the necklace in—?”

"Oh, Harry... here we go again..." "Say, why not?" Harry asked.

"You see," Hermione sighed, "the Sensors can detect jinxes and disguised spells, can't they? They are used to detect dark magic and dark magic items. They can identify powerful curses, Just like the one on the necklace, it only takes a few seconds, but it can't show that the things are just in the wrong bottle-in any case, love potions are not black magic, and they are not dangerous-"

"That's easy for you to say!" Harry muttered, thinking of Romilda Venn.

"-Then it's up to Filch to find out it's not a cough potion. He's not a very good wizard. I doubt he can tell the difference between these potions-"

Hermione opened her mouth, but Hermione quickly realized that it was for Mr. Filch...

"Well, I don't mean Mr. Filch...I just...you know Harry, he's a..."

"A squib, I know it very well." Harry said, "Did Van Lin tell me?"

"Meow?" Fan Lin looked at Harry in astonishment, "Why don't me, meow, remember that I said this?"

That's roughly what it means.

"He's contradicting you, Harry," Hermione said expressionlessly.

"Oh, maybe he forgot, he always said a lot of things." Harry said, "It's impossible to remember everything, right?"

"Meow?"

"Fan Lin said you might need some personal training." Hermione said, "That's roughly what it means."

"Haha!" Harry stared at Fan Lin expressionlessly, then thought for a moment and pulled out his wand, "You don't mind, Hermione."

"do not mind!"

"Meow?" Fan Lin looked at Hermione with a question mark on his face, and then a magic power sealed Fan Lin's body.

"Well, you taught me that," Harry said. "It's called applying what you learn."

"My damn meow..."

"Don't curse." Hermione said politely, "I'll untie it for you later, and you two can solve it on your own."

Harry looked at Hermione in disbelief, "Don't you mind?"

"That's my boyfriend." Hermione looked at Harry as if he were a fool, "It's just that I'm afraid that he will suddenly change back and attack me."

Harry felt a little bad, as if he had been betrayed by the whole world.

Hermione has learned to lie now?

Or is it that he didn't understand what Hermione meant at all?

"Hi, Harry!" Just when Harry was thinking wildly, Romilda walked out of the crowd, "Would you like a glass of canyon water?"

Hermione looked back at him with a look that said 'what did I tell you?'.

"No, thank you." Harry replied quickly. "I don't really like it."

"Then, take these anyway." Romilda forced a box to Harry, "Wine-filled chocolates with hot whiskey in them. My grandma sent them to me, but I don't like eating them." (To be completed.) Continued)