Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 205 The Upcoming Christmas Ball

Chapter 648 The upcoming Christmas dance

In the end, Neville did talk about Hagrid.

Because as Ron said, "Hannah can't keep secrets."

Therefore, passing the real news to her can also play a role in dispelling rumors to some extent.

But more importantly, Harry didn't want to talk further about his peripheral products.

He was really dizzy just now.

He actually took the initiative to advance it.

Neville was right about one thing.

Those are the products he endorses: wizard robes, cauldrons, and stain removers. On the cover of the ink bottle is a moving picture of his muscles bulging after breaking his robe on the field, and his upper body is exposed.

That so-called design drawing of personal peripherals that can be selected by individuals.

As far as he was concerned, there was no choice.

All naked.

For this reason, he even went to see Krum and Ervas.

Theirs was completely different from his.

There are all kinds.

Some of Krum stretched out his right hand to summon the broom, some were on the broom before turning into a shadow, and some got off the broom after winning.

Ervas's is richer, because he has the longest game, and even his donkey rolling is included in it.

For this reason, Harry even wrote a letter to the Skywalker Alchemy Workshop to inquire about the reason for this matter.

For example, did you download a few design drawings of his products?

But in the reply, there was only an extremely detailed data analysis chart.

His every frown and smile on the field, every muscle trembling data were recorded.

Compared with the others, the data of the picture given to him was far ahead.

So there is no other option.

If you have to replace it, everything else is useless.

Because he himself was not wearing a robe when he was on the field.

So, in the end, Harry chose not to change.

As a result, the witches at Hogwarts began to use products with his bulging muscles, ripped skirts, and moving portraits.

Among them, Ginny is the one who uses it most frequently.

Next up is Colin Creevey.

A wizard!

But after asking Michael to inquire in various places and learning that he didn't like men, Harry was relieved.

Before this, he never thought that his male fans would be so crazy.

Like Anthony I adore him.

But I don’t see Anthony buying these products to support him.

After all, the cover is too philosophical.

But Harry had no time to lament this anymore.

Because, after the Charms lesson.

Professor Flitwick announced something.

"The Yule Ball is coming - a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament,

It is also a great opportunity for us to interact with foreign guests.

That's it,

The dance is only open to students in third grade and above—but you can invite a junior if you wish—"

Harry noticed that Ryan, who was fooling around with Hermione, rolled his eyes.

His mind was now focused on one thing.

That means Ryan can't run away this time.

Except for Luna, Ryan's other girlfriends are eligible to participate directly.

Even Luna can go to the ball by invitation.

But he didn't know it was.

Ryan rolled his eyes because he felt it was unfair.

The original world line.

Harry is a warrior.

Fourth grade.

At that time, the minimum requirement for participation in prom was fourth grade.

Harry is now in his third year.

The conditions for participation in the dance have also changed.

Good guy.

Dumbledore, the old man, probably wanted to help Harry fall in love.

But it makes sense.

After all, the most powerful magic in this world is love.

The best way to practice magic is to fall in love.

This is a mystery that Voldemort, a psychological bachelor, cannot grasp.

As Harry was closer to Dumbledore than his own grandson, Dumbledore would naturally open the door for him.

On the other side, Professor Flitwick continued, "Put on your formal robes. The ball will be held in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas Eve and will end at twelve midnight. Listen -"

Professor Flitwick excitedly jumped down from the pile of books that served as a height booster in the classroom, "This Yule Ball is very precious.

You must participate and prepare carefully.

After all, the Final Four is the first time in history.

Even if it happens again in the future, maybe you will all graduate.

Or maybe it was just the Triwizard Tournament. "

The bell rang, and everyone except Ryan, who was being pestered by Hermione, didn't know what he was talking about.

As usual, everyone stuffed their books into their schoolbags and threw their schoolbags over their shoulders. There was a rush in the classroom.

Professor Flitwick raised his voice and shouted over the noise: "Harry - please stay a moment while I have a few words to say to you."

Harry, who was about to approach Ryan and watch the excitement,

He could only look at Ryan, who seemed to have discovered something, and pulled Hermione out of the classroom.

Professor Flitwick and the rest of the class had all left (Ron wanted to stay and listen, but was pulled away by Neville),

Then he said: "Harry, the warriors and their partners——"

"What partner?" said Harry.

Professor Flitwick suddenly laughed and patted his head. "The partner you brought to the Yule Ball,

Harry, your dance partner.

But I almost forgot.

You are engaged!

That's Ginny from our college.

I don’t need to mention the dance partner at all.

If I had known better, I would have asked Mr. Weasley to stay too.

Just now he was very depressed when Longbottom pulled him away! "Harry felt a little embarrassed.

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This is the first time a professor has mentioned that he is engaged.

"Dancing partner?" He felt his face flushed, "It must be Ginny.

But I can't dance." He said hurriedly.

"Oh, you have to dance," Professor Flitwick blinked (Harry suddenly felt that Professor Flitwick didn't seem to be blinking at him), "Ginny will teach you this. Girls can dance."

Seeing that Harry was still a little hesitant, he quickly added: "I have to tell you this.

According to traditional conventions, the dance is opened by the warriors and their partners."

In Harry's mind,

suddenly, everyone waved cups with the animated picture of his collar bursting, watching

he and Ginny dancing at the end of the dance floor.

Although it was a bit romantic at the time.

He was even a little moved.

But the sense of shame still overcame these, "Can I not lead the dance?

I mean, I will dance with Ginny. That's for sure.

But if we start the dance, there will be a lot of people staring at us -

I mean, Ginny is shy, I'm afraid she can't bear it. "

"I can!"

"Ginny!" Harry's heart skipped a beat.

I don't know when.

Ginny quietly entered the classroom.

Standing behind him.

And Professor Flitwick seemed to have noticed it a long time ago.

"Haaa!

Miss Weasley is fine!

What about you.

Harry?" Professor Flitwick blinked again.

Harry confirmed that he was blinking at him this time.

"You know, Harry, you can even defeat a dragon.

And you dare to burst your clothes in public.

This little thing is not difficult for you, right?

This is also a traditional practice.

You are a champion of Hogwarts.

As a representative of the school,

you must do what everyone expects.

Harry, you don't want Hogwarts to lose face.

In front of other schools.

Let them say that our champions don't dare to lead the dance. "

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