Chapter 580 Ron Has a Headache

"I hope so. I always hope that I can be more decent. At least this will not embarrass Professor McGonagall."

Harry laughed dryly. He looked at Hermione and opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Isn't there Laura?" Hermione said suddenly, "You can definitely invite her."

Harry thought of the Slytherin girl they had been involved with in their second year.

That girl who is very warm and uses her magic to make those ghosts feel real.

The girl was beautiful, Harry had to admit, Laura was no less beautiful than Cho.

But they've given Laura enough trouble.

Being mixed up with them, Laura didn't have many friends in Slytherin at all, and besides, this girl...

"Forget it, don't cause trouble for her. She will have to stay in the Slytherin common room for at least three years."

"That's right." Hermione nodded, "Then...Ginny, you..."

"No, wait, Hermione." Harry said quickly, "I mean, Fanlin is not with you?"

Hermione suddenly stopped talking, and the girl looked a little unnatural.

Ginny glared at Harry angrily. It seemed that she was very dissatisfied with Harry's question, or maybe...

"Oh, he was called away by Fleur before... I came back on my own..." Hermione said unnaturally.

She remembered that in the library just now, the Beauxbatons girl pulled Fan Lin away as soon as she came in. She was so beautiful, and everyone in the library saw it.

For a moment, Hermione couldn't even look at Fleur.

Fan Linrang and Hermione were waiting for him, but Hermione couldn't sit still. Unknowingly, she came back early.

"Fleur?" Ginny exclaimed, "How could that be, I mean..."

"Fleur invited Fan Lin to the dance?" Ron said loudly, "Damn, you mean, he will go to the dance with Fleur, why didn't he tell me earlier."

"You mean, Fan Lin and Furong are going to the dance?"

"It's natural. She even dragged Fan Lin away..." Ron said, "Damn it, if I had known this, I wouldn't have gone..."

"Don't want to go?" Ginny said angrily, "Who forced you to go? It's obviously your own vanity. A person of Veela blood is your dance partner, and he is also a Beauxbatons contestant. Ron, Do you have any brains, why would they want to be together with you, you have known each other before? Or, do you think you can match the eyes of that Veela?"

Ron was a little dumbfounded. His face turned red, but he couldn't say a word. He couldn't find any good reason to fight back.

"Fan Lin...Fan Lin can do it...you are my sister..." Ron looked like an angry lion.

"Why don't you understand..." Ginny said angrily.

It could be considered a roar.

"Not to mention how you are, at least Fan Lin went to Beauxbatons before. He and Fleur seem to be friends. Moreover, Fan Lin's strength is higher than that of ordinary professors. Plus...don't you see To those who invited, Ron...you should really think about what you're talking about."

"But the warrior is Harry." Ron said, "Even if it's not Harry..."

"Everyone knows that if Dumbledore allowed Fanlin to participate, there would be no such thing as Beauxbatons and Durmstrang." Ginny said.

"Since he is so good, why don't you go find him and be his sister. I am just an invitation..." Ron said forcefully.

Harry looked a little dumbfounded. Fortunately, it was a holiday and many of them hadn't come back yet, but some of them still came out.

Harry felt that this scene seemed familiar, but this time there was no Fanlin driving back those troublesome classmates.

"You still don't know?" Ginny said angrily, "Did you forget your head at home, being taken care of by that old ghoul?"

"What on earth do you want to say?" Ron yelled, "I have no interest in arguing with you here, Ginny, if you don't give me a satisfactory answer..."

Ron couldn't continue talking. The person in front of him was his sister. Although she had venomously criticized him, he really couldn't do anything to Ginny. Before that, Ginny had always been the one they loved, the youngest. sister.

"You threatened me, Ron." Ginny said, she looked at Hermione awkwardly, but soon, anger overwhelmed her.

"You still don't understand, Fan Lin's dance partner?"

"It's that Veela, what's wrong? Isn't that what we've been talking about?"

"Ron..." Harry said, he whispered, "No...Hermione..."

"What's wrong? Doesn't it mean that Hermione has already promised to someone else?" Ron said.

Hermione's face was pale and she looked a little dull. Ginny had never shown this state on Hermione's face before.

Ron seemed to have an idea. After he said those words, combined with Hermione's expression...

He seemed to understand something, just like the strange feeling in his mind last semester.

It turned out that he once liked Hermione and then gave up on him?

But, how could I like...Hermione?

Ron felt that his idea of ​​offending was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what the problem was between them.

Thinking about it now, it seems that Hermione has been hanging out with Fan Lin since the first grade.

To be precise, the two of them are like a bundle, appearing together no matter where they are...

The common room, the library, the classroom, Hagrid's cabin, the Great Hall... No matter where he was, either Fanlin followed Hermione, or Hermione was evil Fanlin.

This seems to have become the default thing for Gryffindor.

Two people who were originally wanted by the Sorting Hat to be sorted into Ravenclaw.

In the words Fan Lin taught him, birds of a feather flock together and people divide into groups?

But why do I like Hermione?

Because... looks, or maybe it's the daily quarrels and Hermione's casual concern?

This was so messed up that Ron seemed to remember talking to Harry about it, but he couldn't remember it.

Ron felt a little sore, as if he had a particularly bad experience, which made him feel weird.

Harry was cautious, not daring to speak at all, for fear of touching something, Ron, Hermione, or Ginny...

The four of them just stood there. Ron patted his head with a headache, but he couldn't think of anything and could only look at Hermione silently.

Hermione's face turned a little pale, as if she was trying to force a smile. (To be continued)