Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

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

Qiu Zhang 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 he can poach Cedric’s corner. Even if he does, judging from Cedric’s current mental state, I’m afraid he will come to Gryffindor to kill him immediately. Kill yourself!

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

My first love might end in vain.

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

Both Mike and Dumbledore are trying to help themselves and find the man behind the scenes who secretly attacked them and made them become warriors. But at this critical moment, I was 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."

"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 that case, I You can choose your dance partner at will!”

"You should be glad you're not, because if you were a warrior, you'd have 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 at the time, 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."

"Is this impossible? 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're 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 gasped almost simultaneously.

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

Harry even heard a boy next to him praying.

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. ’

Thinking of this, Furong's fair face couldn't help but have a hint of blush.

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 turned on the closed-brain state, spread his hands, and just as he was about to answer, a fanatical voice suddenly appeared.

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

A blushing Ron rushed to Fleur like a gust of wind, pouting his head and looking disgusted.

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

Ron woke up. He was still kneeling on one knee. Under the gaze of everyone, he seemed to realize what he had just done. His face suddenly turned red, and the color was so bright. It's 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 Harry quickly told her what had just happened.

"This silly kid! He should have returned 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 continued to search for suitable candidates in his mind, and finally said, "Maybe I can invite Ron to be my dance partner. They have no requirements for this anyway."

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows furrowed even more after hearing this.

"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 strange 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 twisted but still fast pace.

"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, "I should have thought of it a long time ago. That Bichi from Fleur must have been using 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 immediately.

"Ha! I'm telling you Ron! Even if no one wants me, I won't be your dance partner!" Hermione angrily said to Harry and Ron, "What's more, I've already been invited by someone else. Yes! And that person is much better than you all!"

After saying that, Hermione walked away, leaving Harry and Ron standing there at a loss.

…

In the Hogwarts auditorium, as Ron and Harry left, everyone laughed for a while and then focused 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 Fleur.

It was 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 Yule 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 silently exited the absolutely rational state of 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 if this kind of control is as vicious as the Imperius Curse.

In addition, Mike felt that Fleur's intelligence was a bit 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 Fleur 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.

I saw Penello changing into a dress and reaching out to button the buttons behind her, but it seemed that due to the angle, she could never succeed.

The sound of the door opening startled Penello, and she suddenly screamed.

But when she found out that the person coming was Mike, she glared at Mike angrily, and then continued to reach out to fasten the buttons on her back.

"Honey, come and help me."

The sound woke Mike and he closed the door behind him.

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

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

When Mike heard this, he also retracted his hand and began to help Penello put on her dress.

With Mike's help Penelo finally put on her dress.

There was a blush 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. 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 are you talking about? This is a custom-made dress. It's so expensive but it's a one-time use!"

"This is a conventional rule. Evening dresses are disposable consumables. If you reuse them to attend banquets, it will be considered impolite." Mike gave her a hug, "Don't worry about it. For these, you only need to be as beautiful as a flower, and leave everything else to me."

Mike, a straight man (a man who is used to money transactions and is straight-forward), actually did not say good things about love, but Penello just fell for it.

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 looked at it 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 wore 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 Praise to God!”

After speaking, Mike looked at Penello, who was still a little unbelieving, and shook his head. Perhaps because he was used to being discriminated against, Penello's mind has never changed.

But it doesn't matter, because as long as he is around, life will get better and better, and after such good days have passed for a long time, she will naturally get used to it.