Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

The wind and snow were blowing outside the window. For many students, it should be the best thing to enjoy today in the lounge of their respective colleges and experience the warmth brought by the fireplace.

Hermione stared blankly at the fireplace in the Gryffindor lounge at this time, the fire inside was burning brightly, and her current mood was like burning wood, nameless fire, so anxious that it was difficult to vent. .

"Are pretty girls talking so viciously?" She suddenly heard Ron's voice. At this time, he scolded and walked in with Harry, and it seemed that the latter was not in a good mood, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"What happened?" Hermione asked him, arranging her mood.

"Why should I do that?" he said confusedly, "I don't know how I would do that! Especially when she was so sarcastic, was it my fault? Yes, it was mine. No, Harry, I know you want to say that, but I've paid the price! How could she be so mean? How did I know that was going to happen! If she hadn't reminded me, I'd totally forget what I did now That stupid thing!" Ron grinned and complained raggedly, as if this would ease his irritability.

"He - um - he just invited Fleur Delacour to go to the dance with him." Ginny also walked into the lounge at this time and said at the same time. She seemed to be trying desperately to hold back her laughter, but still patted her brother's arm sympathetically.

"I don't know how I would do something like this!" Ron repeated, gasping for breath. "What am I kidding? It's full of people--it's packed--I'm dizzy-- —everyone is watching! I met her as I walked through the hall — she seemed to have run by! I had called her out of nowhere!"

"I suddenly couldn't control myself - I went up and asked her!"

Ron groaned, covering his face with his hands. He was still talking, but his words were barely audible.

"She looked at me, looked at me mockingly, like I was a sea cucumber or something, and didn't bother to answer at all. But then she spoke, and I'd rather she didn't!"

"Ron, calm down." Harry said in a gloomy tone. He also needed others' comfort now, but he had to patiently comfort Ron, who was more lost than him.

Not long ago, he also invited his favorite person - a beautiful girl from the East - Qiu Zhang, she is very temperamental, with some mysterious charm from the East, at noon today, in the hallway, the two met by chance , Harry summoned his courage and greeted her first.

Harry had noticed her as early as last year, when, of course, they were communicating as half rivals - she was a Ravenclaw Quidditch Chaser,

Today, Harry finally summoned the courage to invite this girl, but was rejected.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Harry's guts were squirming like snakes at the time, and he felt as if he had no guts at all.

Then the reason given by the next Qiu Zhang made his internal organs come back, just filled with lead by the way.

"Cedric has asked me out, I'm sorry." She bowed apologetically to Harry, and then they both heard Cedric calling Qiu Zhang's name at the same time.

"Sorry, I have to go," she said, and the girl disappeared from his sight.

Harry was very regretful in his heart, regretting why he didn't invite her earlier, so maybe Qiu Zhang would agree to his invitation, he is a warrior, but Cedric is not! As long as she invites her first, she has no reason to reject herself! At the same time, he was also madly condemning his rashness in his heart. If he could inquire about it, would he be able to avoid such an embarrassing situation?

"Maybe brother, you hit the muzzle, I think she was in a bad mood at the time." Ginny felt that she might be too gloating, she restrained her smile, and at the same time pulled Harry's distracted state back, Then continued to pat Ron on the back, hoping to make him feel better.

Well, what's more tragic than being politely rejected by a girl?

Of course, it was cruelly rejected by the girl.

"To put it another way, she's reminding you now, don't do it again next time, um.. If you think about it this way, she's caring about you, shouldn't you be happy? Look, my brother's deeds may be in the near future. After that, it will spread to France, how proud it is at this time." Ron's brother Fred laughed and joked.

"Can I invite you to be my dance partner?" Ron's other brother - George's eyes suddenly fell into a state of intoxication at this time, and then he said to Fred with a coy look.

"Oh, let me think about it, I've heard of you, your hair is very eye-catching, and I have a little impression of you." Fred touched his chin, and at the same time he brushed back his long non-existent hair, examining it. looked at George.

"Yes, yes?" George said excitedly, shaking his body a little excitedly, and then touched his slightly curly red hair.

"Students who would get hurt at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Fantastic Creatures class, right? I heard you provoked it? Who gave you the courage to provoke a hippogriff? That empty brain?" Fred sneered "I'm not going to participate in this Christmas ball at all, and I'm not going to accept an invitation from a poor bastard like you. "Then snorted coldly, made a gesture of leaving, and walked to the door of the Gryffindor lounge without looking back.

Seeing his two brothers teasing him maliciously, Ron's face turned redder and brighter.

"Oh, my dear brother, let's change the goal. It's unrealistic." George said with a shrug.

"A suitable goal can make people get twice the result with half the effort. Like Angelina, I can easily get an appointment, right? Think about it, don't you have a good goal in front of you now?" Fred bent down, With his shoulders, he nudged Ron's back and said vaguely.

"But I already have a dance partner," Hermione said coldly. She knew that Fred was referring to herself, so she explained it immediately.

"Who is it?" Ron's eyes widened, his sense of surprise even temporarily overwhelmed his frustration. He didn't expect that someone would invite Hermione so early.

"Krum, yes, you heard it right, the Victor Krum you think, your idol." Hermione tried to keep her tone as flat as possible.