Chapter 581: Furong’s Dance Partner

Yes, the girl smiled reluctantly, which was very embarrassing, but Harry didn't know what to say to Hermione.

Hermione's lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.

Tell Ron he was wrong? or……

The same goes for Ron. He actually made fun of Hermione's dance partner. It was obvious that Ron didn't believe that Hermione was invited by someone else before, but he...

"Ah... yes... it's not important..." Hermione wanted to say something randomly, but...

"Did you really agree to someone else's invitation?" Ron asked in surprise, "But... I thought you were just trying to get rid of Neville..."

"Why can't I be invited? What a pity for you guys, or maybe... you are all the same bastards!" Hermione suddenly shouted.

She felt a little aggrieved.

"It's none of our business..." Harry whispered, but he shut up immediately.

The door to the Gryffindor public room was opened immediately, and Fan Lin came in holding a box.

Everyone's expressions were a little strange. Harry wanted to call Fan Lin, but he didn't know how to speak.

"Hey, you are here. And, Hermione, I didn't ask you to wait for me in the library." Fan Lin said, he sat down next to him and began to fiddle with the box in his hand.

No one paid attention to him, Hermione's face turned pale again, and the energy of her anger at Ron seemed to have completely subsided.

Harry's lips trembled slightly. He wanted to ask Fanlin if Fleur had invited Fanlin to be her dance partner, but soon he was attracted by the thing in Fanlin's hand, briefly attracted.

Fanlin opened the box in two seconds, and it was a pure white tuxedo.

Muggle style, there is no doubt that this is Mr. Al's handiwork.

This should be the dress Fan Lin prepared for the ball.

I have to admit that Harry quite likes this dress. The ones everyone prepared are basically black, which makes Fan Lin very conspicuous.

"Oops, I clearly told him to get me a black set..." Fan Lin said with some distress.

But Mr. Al doesn’t think so. As for the dinner party, it’s natural to come as conspicuously as possible.

"This looks good." Harry said, "But Fanlin... you..."

"What's wrong?" Fan Lin raised his head in confusion. Only then did he realize that everyone's expressions were a little strange, especially Hermione's face...

"Hermione, what's wrong with you? Are you sick? Not feeling well?"

"Ah...no...I, I'm fine..."

"Wait a minute, Fanlin..." Harry said, "I want to ask you a question. Just now, Hermione herself..."

"You want to ask me what I'm doing?" Fan Lin wondered, but then he turned his eyes to Ron.

"Ah, yes, Fleur just came to see me. She wanted me to convey my apology. She didn't respond, and..."

"She rejected me, obviously," Ron said.

"Yes, she said that she doesn't like boys who are too young, so..." Fan Lin looked at Ron with some embarrassment.

Fleur would apologize to Ron. What a joke. With Fleur's character, she didn't take this kind of thing to heart at all.

In fact, Furong just used this opportunity to tease her and let Fanlin think of a solution.

Gabrielle also wants to go to the prom, but she has to find a partner.

Naturally, Fanlin introduced Dennis, who was about the same age as Gabrielle, the younger brother of Harry's crush, Colin. To be precise, he was now his little crush.

Well, Fan Lin was really moved by this guy. To be precise, he had to find something to do for this little trouble.

Going to the prom with Gabrielle was a good thing that was naturally acceptable on Dennis's part.

Fleur didn't trust just anyone, her original intention was to let Fanlin and Gabrielle go together.

However, it seems that Fanlin will not do this.

"Boy, you're too young. Are you kidding me? It's okay to stump you?" Ron said in surprise. He felt that he had been...insulted...

"What are you talking about, Ron." Fan Lin frowned, "You can just call me whatever you want. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?"

"Fleur didn't invite you to be her dance partner?" Ron suddenly asked.

Fan Lin was slightly startled. Furong had actually invited him, just now.

"Little brother, how about my sister taking you to the dance?"

Well, this is the normal way to open it.

"Who told you that I am Fleur's dance partner?" Fan Lin laughed instead, "Her dance partner is Roger Davis, the Quidditch player from Ravenclaw, and if she dances, Fleur is better than I’m still tall, doesn’t it feel weird?”

Fanlin felt that Ron's worries were unnecessary.

Hermione seemed to have recovered a bit, at least, her expression was not as dull as when Fan Lin came in.

"How could it be Davis?" Ron muttered. Obviously, he didn't have a good impression of Davis.

Fanlin felt that his friends were a little too strange today.

Hell, how could Fleur get involved with him? It can be said that he is not much older than Gabrielle, and Fleur would have graduated from Hogwarts this year, and she is a girl of Veela descent.

To men, women with Veela blood have always been in a seductive attitude. In fact, they have always been like this until they find the person they fall in love with.

However, once a Veela finds someone they are passionate about, their loyalty is unquestionable.

Furong is very similar to those Veela in this regard, but from the moment Fan Lin was molested, it was destined that Fan Lin would not have any chance.

Fanlin was happy to do this, but it was still very bad to be teased by Furong, after all, that was where Furong's attraction lay.

"This is natural." Fan Lin said nonchalantly, "Davis is tall enough, and he seems to be the Quidditch captain of Ravenclaw."

Harry had met Davis, and he had to admit that Davis was good in some aspects, including his Quidditch skills and height.

It seems that the height issue has become a complaint. Ron has grown too fast, and he and Fan Lin... What's worse is that Fan Lin seems to have started to grow, and now among the three of them, he is the shortest. .

This is not good news.

"Damn, it makes me angry just thinking about it." Ron said. He hated Davis very much. It could be said that he was a pretty boy without real material?

"Give it up, Ron." Harry patted Ron on the shoulder.

"Compared to this, you two haven't found a dance partner yet? You should consider my proposal, Harry." (To be continued)