Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

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After the get out of class bell rang, Professor McGonagall raised her voice and shouted loudly in the chaos: "Granger, please stay a moment, I have a few words to say to you, oh yes, and Morisseus."

"Granger, all warriors have their own partners." Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione who looked puzzled, and then her eyes paused for a moment on Egger's face.

"What?" Hermione was stunned, not quite understanding what Professor McGonagall meant.

"The one who goes to the Yule Ball." Professor McGonagall said matter-of-factly: "Your dance partner."

As he said that, Professor McGonagall glanced at Egg with disgust.

Egg: meow meow meow

"Oh okay Professor." Hermione's face turned a little red.

"If I guess correctly, Egg, you will be her dance partner, right?" Professor McGonagall looked at Egg.

"Ah, yes, of course." Egg nodded.

"Very good, then as usual, the dance is held by the warrior and his partner. I hope you can practice well when you go back." Professor McGonagall nodded, turned and left.

"It's great. I finally found something I don't know how to do." Iger shrugged: "dance"

"You can't dance" Hermione looked at Egg in surprise.

"Do I have to know how to do it?" Eggy sighed leisurely: "Okay, before Christmas comes, let's practice quickly."

Iger is not a straight man. He still dances with Aisha, but men are like this. Even if they dance, they will say that they have not danced. There is no other reason. Every woman will be happy with the first dance of the person she likes. There is a kind of obsessive persistence

As expected by Egg, soon the little girl beside him couldn't help it anymore: "Have you never danced?"

"Not even once." Iger said without blushing or out of breath. Such familiar words. Once upon a time, Aisha also asked this question.

Actually, I skipped it with Elsa, but it wasn’t a formal occasion, so it doesn’t count.

Iger lied with a clear conscience

"Okay." Hermione suddenly looked like she really couldn't do anything to you, but anyone could see the excitement in the little girl's heart.

Oh, woman

The corners of Iger's mouth curled up, feeling that he was getting better and better at being a scumbag.

Unlike Egg, who is very comfortable, others suffer from the pain of inviting dance partners, such as Ron

When he thought of the old lady's lingerie-like dress that his mother had prepared for him, Ron was even more afraid to invite a dance partner.

"Maybe you should be braver." During lunch, a group of people were sitting at the dining table. Harry gave Ron advice: "Don't think so much. In fact, Lavender is pretty good. Isn't she obsessed with you?"

When Ron heard this, he looked in the direction of Lavender, and then turned his head with a bitter look on his face: "But I always feel like I don't want to invite her."

"I think Lavender is quite good. She has a good figure and a good-looking face. She is obedient and disobedient. The most important thing is that she has no brains." Egg said casually: "Perfect~"

"You like that?" Hermione's eyes looked a little dangerous.

"No, I'm just giving an example. Smart women also have the charm of smart women, but for most men, it's obviously easier to find a fool to fall in love with. Come on Ron, maybe you can hit a home run." After Egger finished speaking, several people around him suddenly laughed.

Ron still looked a little hesitant. Although Lavender was good-looking, he was not very good-looking. This made Ron a little unwilling. He always felt that he could find someone better-looking.

"It's easy for you to say, you have found the most suitable dance partner." Ron muttered, and then looked at You Mengyu who was eating lunch quickly next to Egg.

You Mengyu was enjoying her meal when she saw Ron looking over and rolled her eyes.

Ron curled his lips in annoyance, looking a little downcast: "If it really doesn't work, I can only ask Ginny to help me."

"Don't even think about it." Ginny snorted and leaned closer to Harry.

Negativity from Ron 999

"Oh my god, why is it so hard to find a dance partner?" Ron muttered unwillingly.

Outside the auditorium, the twins ran in happily. Ron's eyes suddenly lit up: "It seems I'm not the only one without a dance partner."

"Actually, I don't think finding a dance partner is a problem for them." Egg poured cold water on Ron in time.

"How is that possible? Who would want to dance with the two of them?" Ron looked unbelieving.

"Fred, do you have a dance partner?" Egg turned his head and greeted Fred.

"Not yet." Fred said casually.

"Look, I'll tell you." Ron suddenly became excited: "Maybe the two of them can get together and use the Niangdong Spring or something."

"Wait a minute." Ron's eyes lit up.

Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at Harry beside him. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Harry say coldly: "Get out."

Ron: ""

Across the long table, Egger's devilish laughter sounded. Fred looked at Ron and smiled maliciously: "Little Ronnie hasn't found a dance partner yet."

"Aren't you the same?" Ron muttered angrily. He felt that Harry was a bit unloyal.

"Angelina" Fred immediately laughed after hearing this and waved to Angelina in the distance, attracting a lot of attention.

Angelina turned to look at Fred, who grinned: "Will you go to the dance with me?"

As he spoke, Fred clasped his hands and made a dancing gesture. The girls around Angelina burst into laughter. Angelina smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Let's see." Fred spread his hands and Ron looked dumbfounded.

"How did you do that?" Ron said unwillingly.

"Just tell me." Fred said nonchalantly as he grabbed a glass of pumpkin juice and took a sip.

"I'm not as thick-skinned as you," Ron muttered.

"Miss You Mengyu, how about we go to the dance together?" George happily approached You Mengyu, his tall figure bowing slightly, showing a warm and masculine style.

"I don't really want to go." You Mengyu glanced at George expressionlessly.

Ron suddenly looked gloating: "Speak directly."

George ignored him and just grinned: "There will be a lot of delicious food at the dance."

"That's good." You Mengyu nodded.

For a moment, Egg seemed to hear the sound of something clumping together. He turned around and saw Ron looking at You Mengyu and George with a stiff expression. The expression on his face seemed to say, "You two are a couple of bitches."

Egg laughed. It seemed that Ron wouldn't have much trouble finding a dance partner. After all, there were two shameless brothers here.

"This is really unfair to boys." Iger smiled: "Why do boys have to invite me? I mean if girls can take the initiative."

Hermione glanced at Egg funnyly and shook her head helplessly.

Maybe it would be like this if I weren't by your side

"Hello Egg."

A voice came from behind, and Egg turned around to look. It was a very tall girl.

At a rough glance, she is probably nearly ten centimeters taller than the horned Egg. She is a girl nearly meters tall.

Egg didn't know this girl, but he did know that she was a sixth grader in Hufflepuff.

"Hello, what's the matter with me?" In line with England's centuries-old gentlemanly etiquette, Egger smiled gently.

"Are you willing to attend the Christmas ball with me?" The girl seemed a little eager and nervous, and couldn't help but take a step forward.

Ron and Harry suddenly looked wary. In their opinion, the girl was a bit strong. It seemed that if Iger dared to disagree, she would knock him unconscious.

"Well, thank you for your kindness." Egg flattened his mouth and ignored Hermione who was covering her mouth and snickering: "But I already have a dance partner."

"Okay, okay." The girl looked at Hermione with some hostility and left.

In fact, a long time ago, Hermione, who was inseparable from Egg, was already the public enemy of girls.