I, Hogwarts Second Week

"You have apologized for the ninth time." Hermione's face was slightly red and her brows were slightly wrinkled. It was not because Owen stepped on her, nor was it because his actions were too rough.

Her movements were a little stiff because Owen exposed her waist too hard, and - and he was too close.

In the past two days, this guy suddenly seemed like a different person, which made her uncomfortable.

Although he was a little annoyed, he was also enjoying it.

"I can predict the tenth apology to you in advance." He lowered his head and whispered in Hermione's ear, his tone full of tenderness, "I think you will definitely not refuse."

As he said that, he stepped on it lightly again deliberately.

"Buzz"

Hermione could feel his breath, so close, blowing against her ears.

The next moment she felt a heat rising all over her body.

She glared at Owen, but she couldn't stop the smile on her lips. She bit her red lips and barely controlled her emotions.

Finally, Hermione couldn't help but rested her forehead on Owen's shoulder, letting the two of them get closer. She could feel his heartbeat, strong and powerful, resonating with her shoulders.

The entire auditorium was filled with a happy atmosphere, and everyone was immersed in this joy.

Although most of the little wizards are still a little unfamiliar with the dance steps, they still study hard and gradually catch up with the rhythm.

Those dance moves gradually became clearer and clearer, like a magic spell being practiced.

Eliminating all distracting thoughts, Owen, who only felt the body fragrance of the girl in his arms, seemed to have finally let go of some resistance, and his steps finally became much more normal.

At first, it was Miss Granger who took Owen along. Now the offense and defense have changed, and it is Irving who leads him.

At this time - the dance music in my ears also smoothly switched to the faster dance music Flamenco: I will travel far.

The brisk rhythm, the heavy Spanish style, the hot dance before leaving, and the occasional stamping of feet vividly display a kind of determination, a kind of persistence, a kind of enthusiasm, and a kind of urgency. The emotions conveyed in the dance music are extremely hot.

And there was another emotion at the scene that was equally passionate.

The two figures leaning against each other gradually became the focus of the auditorium.

They don't necessarily dance well, their simple movements are just various combinations of the most basic dance steps.

What is attractive is what they show.

Love as hot as fire.

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"You must find a dance partner soon, Ron."

In the auditorium the next day, all the excitement was hidden. On the long table, Miss Granger was sternly scolding Ron. This guy had high ambitions and low ambitions, and that was why he delayed himself until Christmas was less than two or three days away.

The dance is about to begin the night after tomorrow.

"If you really want to be alone in your bedroom on Christmas night."

"It's easy to say, all the good girls have been picked out," Ron whispered, "I don't want to lead those ugly ones."

The fire in the auditorium radiated warm heat.

This was prepared for the dance. After all, everyone would wear thin dresses at that time. In the Scottish Highlands at the end of December, the temperature was not ridiculously low, it would really freeze to death.

Of course, apart from the temperature of the fire, the biggest temperature in the auditorium was probably Miss Granger's rising anger.

"That's right -" she stared at Ron carefully, "you choose your dance partner just to find one who won't lose face."

"Do you think all girls are goods? Just waiting for you to choose!"

Hermione's eyes shone with a frightening light. Anyway, Harry didn't have the courage to make excuses for Ron. He himself was in danger, and Owen had found a dance partner for him.

Owen also drank his egg drop soup in silence, because he and Ron had exactly the same idea. When looking for a dance partner, he must find a famous one with face, so he found Harry, the savior of face, for Luna. Now second only to him and Hermione at Hogwarts.

The difference between him and Ron is that Ron does it for himself, while he does it for Luna.

"I -" Ron blushed and was speechless. Facing Hermione's dangerous gaze, he could only shrink his neck and ignore her.

"So, you haven't found a dance partner yet!" At this time, the twins came over from outside the auditorium.

The two gloated and sat next to Ron.

Looking at his little brother, he said with some sympathy, "If you can't find one, you can try to fool the witches from other schools!"

George said, "I heard they are all very innocent."

Fred smiled evilly, "Yes, and the male to female ratio at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is obviously more girls than boys. There must be some leftover girls who haven't found a dance partner yet."

"The girls from Beauxbatons are all good girls too!"

Suddenly, George had an idea and came up with a good idea, "Doesn't Fleur's sister often come to our lounge?"

"Gabriel Delacour. You could try inviting her."

As soon as George finished speaking, Hermione's early warning system was immediately turned on. She looked at the Gemini seriously and said coldly, "Don't play tricks on Gabrielle, she is only eleven years old."

"Then what to do!" Ron retorted. He suddenly felt that Gabrielle was also a good choice, wasn't it?

She was like a smaller version of Fleur, eleven years old, with waist-length solid-colored hair and silvery green eyes.

She is very cute, and she has a good relationship with the Gryffindor wizards.

He even taught her magic!

"I can't really stay in the dormitory on Christmas!" Ron suddenly turned to look at Owen, "Are there any good girls in Hufflepuff?"

"Huh?" Owen was stunned, "You Ta Miao still want to harm our college?"

Looking into Ron's sincere eyes, Owen couldn't hold back what he blurted out, "Let me ask you."

"Hi! Gawain--are there any girls in our college who are above the fourth grade and haven't found a dance partner?"

Gawain, the sixth-year Hufflepuff wizard with a strong build like the Durmstrang wizard, blond hair, and blue eyes.

He is very prestigious in Hufflepuff. Apart from Owen, his friends and Cedric, he is the most prestigious.

"No more." Gawain replied with some displeasure.

What he dislikes most is when people call him Gawain.

People who are familiar with him will call him by his last name - Welfare.

Because in Slytherin, there was a follower of Malfoy also named Gawain, and his name was completely tainted by that guy.

"Okay!" Owen spread his hands, "Don't you know what time it was?"

"There is a dance the day after tomorrow. There are no girls left alone. You still think that Eloise Midgan is not good-looking, haha ​​- now you can't even invite Eloise Midgan. Because she has already Someone’s invited!”

"I" Ron looked like the sky was falling, things seemed to be getting worse and worse, and he was heading towards the abyss of spending Christmas alone.

Around him, the friends sitting with him all gave him sympathetic looks.

This made Ron even more anxious.

After a hurried breakfast, when he swallowed the fifth chicken drumstick, Ron finally stopped secretly competing with Owen because of his bad mood and lack of appetite.

Some gangster leader killed six.

"It smells so good!" Suddenly Ron frowned and whispered.

It was a unique fragrance, like the fragrance of harvest flowers blowing from the mountains in autumn.

Ron looked up doubtfully.

Then he discovered that a beautiful girl was walking quickly towards him or everyone.

It's Koyatel.

Her long silver hair was tied up and meticulously combed into a neat bun, showing her independence and ability.

Wearing the raspberry red robe of Ilvermorny College, the school robe is fastened with a golden Gordie knot on the chest. He wears high boots and his hard heels make a 'clicking' sound on the marble of the auditorium.

Her bright red eyes are deep and bright, seeming to contain some kind of charm, easily making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Her cold face, tall nose, and seductive plump lips attracted everyone's attention to her.

She looked so beautiful.

The bright red eyes seemed to contain some kind of charm, the cold face, the tall nose, and the attractive plump lips.

To be honest, she is indeed the most beautiful witch under Hibiscus.

"Lorne Wesley?" (Called Ron by the wrong name.)

She came in front of everyone.

"Huh? What - what's wrong?" Ron, who was suddenly being stared at by the beautiful girl, looked at her in confusion as he stuttered a little.

"You? What are you doing here?" Owen stared at Koyatel with a slumped face, this woman who was full of secrets.

It's been almost a month since the first game.

But she remained silent and refused to say anything.

Owen didn't care about the secrets she was carrying. After all, no matter what she was carrying, it was a North American matter.

The first thing they faced was Voldemort.

But that guy - for a whole year, Voldemort was as quiet as if he was dead.

But even if the secrets about Koatl would not endanger Hogwarts, Owen still didn't like this woman very much.

Gloomy and conceited, like a huge black hole, attracting all negative emotions, making it impossible to ignore. And her conceited behavior reminded Owen of his least favorite professor - Severus Snape.

Perhaps this is the case for most people who carry countless secrets and are conceited.

But whether he likes it or not, Koatl's existence still attracts the attention of many young wizards. Her beautiful appearance is her greatest weapon. Even if the little wizards at Hogwarts are still hostile to her, they are just following the trend. In fact, such a beautiful girl must be very popular, especially at the dance. Welcome, as it is now, no one invites her, it's just that no one is willing to be the first traitor to 'betray' Hogwarts.

"What are you here for? Are you surrendering?" Owen took a sip of egg drop soup to moisten his greasy throat. Then he looked at Koyatel provocatively.

"Humph——" Koyatel sneered. She ignored Owen and turned her attention to Ron.

For a moment, the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Then, her red lips slightly opened, "Will you go to the dance with me?"

"???"

Everyone was a little confused by Koyatel's question. The twins beside Ron also raised their heads in confusion and looked at Koyatel.

Harry's eyes widened, and his incredible gaze kept turning on Koatl and Ron.

Justin opened his mouth so wide that he could put an egg-sized mouth in, and was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

As for Hermione, she looked at the witch in front of her with scrutiny from beginning to end, and she smelled the smell of conspiracy.

"I" Ron was in a state of sleepwalking, his mind was outside, and the muscles on his face were not under his control at all, so he was changing expressions rapidly.

"Huh? My head was really caught in the door!"

Everyone was a little confused by Koyatel's question. Even the twins next to Ron all raised their heads and looked at Koyatel in confusion.

"What are you doing? Did you give her a love potion?" He glared at Ron.

"Huh?" Huh? Ron was a little angry at first being kicked, but then he reacted. "What?" Love potion? I don’t have any love potion! "

"I'm warning you Ron Weasley, you are going further and further away from the law. As the president of the Hogwarts Student Union, I advise you to rein in your horse while there is still room for relaxation, rein in! live!"

"What the hell!" Ron took a step back, fearing that Owen would hit him again, and then looked at Koyatel with confusion. "What do you mean, you want to go to the dance with me?"

"Yes." Koyatel's cold voice sounded again.

"But - why? I -" Ron's tongue was tied and he couldn't say anything intermittently. In the past, his mind was full of wisecracks, but now he couldn't think of any of them.

"Will you go to the dance with me?" she repeated again, her face stiff.

"I--"

Oh my God! Ron wanted to refuse directly and righteously, but when he saw Koyatel's beautiful and outrageous face, he couldn't utter a single word of refusal.

Then, as if someone was controlling him, his body instinctively said, "I do!"

he yelled.

It was as if he was holding a wedding and the priest was asking him if he would marry the bride.

After receiving a positive reply, there was no emotional change on Koyatel's face, as if she had done something innocuous. Then she turned around and left, coming like the wind and leaving like the wind.

Not a single cloud was taken away during the entire journey.

"Wardfa?"

Looking at the retreating figure, Owen couldn't help but curse.

"Ron, you-" George and Fred each held one arm around Ron's neck and looked at him with evil eyes. "Did you steal our product?"

"No!" Ron put his hands on the table, resisting the oppression from his two brothers.

"No?" Gemini said harder, "Infatuated!"

"How dare you say you didn't take it!"

"What infatuation? I don't even know what it is!"

"It's a love potion." Owen explained from the sidelines. "A love potion is a love potion."

"The most advanced love potion in history!" Gemini added.

"I didn't use any love potions on Coatl."

Ron's head was pressed on the table by the twins. He tilted half of his face and said with difficulty.

"Haha - I used to call her 'that witch', but now I call her by her name Koyatel. I even omitted her last name!"

"Bang!" Owen slammed the table, "You Ron Weasley, why don't you recruit me for real!"

"I really don't know anything!" Ronan struggled hard, his face covered with oil stains on the table.

"He must have stolen our new product!" One of the twins said with certainty, and then looked at Owen, "You know the effect of this love potion. If you use it in small amounts, others won't even notice it."

"What?!" Hermione frowned and looked at Owen.

"Hey, I don't know-" Owen waved his hands quickly, "I don't know anything!"

Then he glanced at Hermione. "Does Miss Granger still think I need such a thing?"

Then he suddenly grabbed her hand, without saying anything.

"Hmph~" Hermione's cheeks slightly blushed unnaturally. She certainly didn't think Owen would use a love potion on her, but he would definitely sell it to the little wizard as a commodity. If this kind of thing gets out - doesn't this annoying guy know how many girls in the castle are hoping to have some love potion in his dinner?

This is simply asking for trouble for yourself!

"Ron!" Harry spoke at this time, "This is the most important time for the castle. If someone discovers it - we will be very embarrassed."

"Harry!!!" Ron's eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "You don't even believe me."

My good brother's stab in the back hurt him very much - I thought you were a flower different from the coquettish bitches out there! I didn’t expect that—you, Harry Potter, are also a follower!

"I believe you, but-"

"Okay, let him go!" Owen interrupted Harry and motioned to the Geminis to let go of Ron, "Coatl is not that easy to catch."

Although Owen didn't believe that Ron had used a love potion, the current situation was indeed a bit 'miraculous'.

The other little wizards in the auditorium had already exploded.

The noise never stopped.

Harry also apologized and kept asking Ron what he had done. He actually managed to get that arrogant woman to extend an invitation to him.

At the beginning, Ron was a little restrained. He hesitated and couldn't give a reason. But after a while, this guy let himself go. He raised his head and pointed his nose at the ceiling, with pride on his face, "Maybe it's because I'm handsome." The appearance!"

As he spoke, he confidently lifted up the broken hair on his forehead, vaguely revealing a few pimples, "After all, handsome people like me are rare in Hogwarts."

Harry and Justin almost vomited out last night's overnight meal.

Irving even said bluntly, "Are you out of your mind?"

"She was up to no good at first glance."

"But -" Ron stopped the smile on his face, "I don't have anything worthy of her plot."

"..." Owen choked when he said this. It turns out that sincerity is the ultimate skill, "Very good, you are very self-aware about this."

He didn't guess the woman's purpose either.

Is it for the Weasley family treasure? How did she know?

Owen absolutely believed that the people around him would not tell this secret to anyone else casually, not to mention the hostile relationship with Ilvermorny.

The underground secret room has not been opened for at least a hundred years. It is impossible for anyone to know the secret of the castle more than a hundred years ago. Still an outsider.

So what is her purpose?

no one knows.

But this incident undoubtedly caused an uproar in the castle.

This was definitely heavy news, and rumors about Ron and Koatl spread quickly within the castle.

"I heard that the witch from Ilvermorny actually invited Ron to the ball in public."

"What? This - how is this possible? Ron? Why?"

"Not only that, I heard that they have had an underground love affair for a long time. Someone even saw them being intimate in the corner of the castle this morning."

"Huh? I don't believe it. That witch is so conceited. She and Granger got into a fight in front of the auditorium."

"Do you understand this moment and the other moment? What if we met one time and then secretly developed a relationship?"

"Fart-" a certain Slytherin joined in the conversation. "That Weasley must have used a love potion, a powerful love potion!"

"That's right!" Some aggrieved boys also participated in the crusade meeting, "Will his two brothers be particularly good at making such things soon?"

"Haha - he actually fell in love with that enemy of Hogwarts. He is simply a traitor among wizards!"

"But - Koyatel is really beautiful!" At this time, a gangster broke in, and he was immediately attacked by other little wizards.

How shameless, ruthless, cunning and cunning!

Someone even reported this matter to Professor McGonagall.

The reason is that Gryffindor students despicably use love potions as a means to invite girls.

Look, can Professor McGonagall not be irritable with such remarks?

She hurried to the Gryffindor common room and caught Ron and Harry chatting in the armchairs.

Then he asked in a serious, even interrogative tone, almost using Veritaserum.

The professor was destined to get no answers from Ron.

Afterwards, she went directly to the canyon outside the castle, aboard the Ilvermorny starship, and talked to Koatl in person.

Then she got a fact that was even more unacceptable than Ron's use of love potion, that is - Ron didn't use love potion.

The girl admitted herself that she just liked Ron

Professor McGonagall couldn't understand how she could say such words with disgust and hatred.

But - after the truth came out and the reputation of Hogwarts was safeguarded.

She left the canyon. As a professor, she had no interest in participating in the love affair between the little wizards.

After returning to the castle, Professor McGonagall caught several young wizards from Slytherin House who made up random stories to slander Gryffindor's reputation. After severely punishing them - confinement, the truth about the matter emerged. Naturally it came out from her mouth.

Then - public opinion in the castle exploded.

Ron Weasley!

Damn you!

Damn it! ! !