Chapter 576 Dance Partner (1)
In fact, there was a big problem with Fan Lin's dance partner, which was not as simple as Ron and Harry thought.
Fan Lin originally thought that it was a sure thing that he and Hermione would go to the ball together. However, this was not the case at all.
Ever since the announcement of the ball, Hermione had never expressed her intention to go to the ball.
To be precise, every time Fanlin or someone brought up the idea of a dance, Hermione would stay away from it, or in other words, prevaricate it?
Fan Lin has been thinking about whether there is something wrong with his opening method, but he is almost blocked before he can open his mouth...
To be honest, it's hard.
With Fanlin's reputation at Hogwarts, in fact, it is not difficult to choose a suitable dance partner.
Excellent enough results, coupled with the boost from the Daily Prophet.
The image of a kind-hearted and powerful little wizard comes to life naturally on paper, making him the perfect choice as a dance partner.
The most important thing is that Hogwarts is more about appearance.
Fan Lin received several invitations to dance parties from admirers in the past two days.
A new star in the wizarding world is always very easy to be sought after.
However, Fanlin refused without hesitation, which seemed difficult for Harry to understand.
He is now worried to death about finding a suitable dance partner. Together with Ron, the two of them have been complaining about why girls always come out in groups. This is the sentence Fan Lin hears most often now.
"That girl is really nice..." Harry nodded, now Hermione couldn't even see anyone.
It seemed that Hermione planned to devote all her energy to the rights of house elves.
"I don't like anyone who's that much taller than me. She's perfect for Ron."
"If she can agree to it," Harry said, "that's a very crucial question."
"Forget it, as for Ron, I don't think he will be able to find a dance partner. At least, Lavender will be happy to do so."
"Lavender?" Harry said doubtfully, remembering the girl who looked a little out of touch.
"This is not bad, but..."
"But what?" Fan Lin raised his head from the book, "By the way, have you thought about the candidate? You are going to perform the opening dance, and Professor McGonagall takes this very seriously."
"I..." Harry was speechless, "You know, they always come in groups, but..."
"Harry, maybe you can try inviting Ginny, she is your fervent admirer."
"Ginny?" Harry said, "How is this possible, Ginny..."
"Please, you must see the formality clearly." Fan Lin said, "If we don't invite girls from lower grades, there simply won't be enough boys in our school. There are really too few girls above fourth grade."
Fan Lin shrugged helplessly, "What's more, those people in Durmstrang are all boys. If you don't hurry up, there will be no suitable dance partners."
Harry nodded, but he still couldn't think of how to invite a dance partner...
This is a very serious problem.
It can be said that this is the general trend in the entire school. Aside from Hermione, boys in fourth grade and above are basically worried about finding a dance partner.
Or is it that the performance of these boys is really terrible?
It was quite unexpected that Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class was canceled on Monday.
You know, Professor McGonagall never told them what classes they missed.
However, what replaced it was Professor McGonagall's personal guidance.
Uh...dancing...
Yes, that’s it, Hogwarts’ little wizard and a big part of Destroy Dancing…
"Now, girls, go to the right, and boys, sit on the left." Professor McGonagall was still holding her wand.
Seats were allocated early.
All the boys were a little confused. They didn't know how to take this kind of dance instruction course, or in other words, they didn't even have a dance partner...
If Malfoy were here, he would definitely laugh at these Gryffindors. This is the most basic skill of a nobleman.
Fan Lin sat down next to Harry, Hermione was opposite him, and then... he found that he was ignored, Hermione was joking with her friends.
Fanlin felt like he had missed something. When did Hermione make so many female friends? Or, they often hung out together. Did he take it for granted that Hermione's friends were only a few of their boys? of?
"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet..." Professor McGonagall's unique voice immediately brought back these imaginative boys and girls.
"As a traditional event, the dance of the Three Wizards Fighting Competition is naturally indispensable. However, I don't want anyone here to embarrass Hogwarts for any reason, especially in the other two schools. before."
Professor McGonagall really takes this matter seriously, and he has emphasized more than one side of these words.
"Mr. Filch, Mr. Filch, isn't it done yet?" Professor McGonagall urged.
Fan Lin saw Filch hurriedly playing with a large speaker. In fact, there was already a lot of noise coming from it.
Professor McGonagall looked impatient, but luckily Filch managed to secure the thing before Professor McGonagall used her wand.
"For nearly ten centuries, Godric Gryffindor House has enjoyed a high reputation in the wizarding world. I don't want you to do anything at the dance that will damage the reputation of the house. Don't talk nonsense, be reckless, and be like Like a bunch of baboons."
"How many times is this today?" Harry asked quietly.
"It's the second time. I think it's possible to do it a third time." Li Li tilted his head and whispered, and then the boy burst into laughter.
Professor McGonagall ignored it.
"About dance, it is a process of letting the body breathe. There is a swan sleeping in every girl's body that wants to dance..."
"I don't think Eloise Midgen can fly." Ron said softly.
Just when everyone was about to laugh again, Professor McGonagall changed the topic and naturally it was the boys who were being described.
"In every boy's body sleeps a lion ready to strut..."
This time it was the girls who laughed.
The lion obviously has nothing to do with them. Maybe it's Fanlin himself, who is too thin, or maybe it's Ron or Neville?
In short, Professor McGonagall's words gave them an opportunity to hurt each other. (To be continued)