Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

The morning class ended a little late, and when Suer and the others arrived at the auditorium, the luncheon had already begun.

Even without Hannah's reminder, Soul was going to invite Hermione to be his dance partner today. If he hadn't been waiting for the gift, he would have made the invitation long ago.

"I...do I have the honor to invite you to be my...my...dance partner?" Neville's fair and fat face turned red at this time.

When Su Er just walked up to him, he heard Neville's stammering invitation to the dance, but Neville's straight body blocked Su Er's sight, so he could not see who Neville was inviting.

He turned his head curiously and saw, oh, the person in front of Neville was Hermione.

Huh, no...it's Hermione? !

"I agree." Hermione sat on the chair, facing Neville. She had already seen Soul coming in from the door of the auditorium. She pouted, pretending not to see Soul, and happily agreed to Neville. request.

"I don't agree." Soul said quietly behind Neville, "Hermione is already my dance partner."

Neville was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and his whole body trembled.

"Su...Su...Suer..." He stammered, unable to form a single word.

Hermione snorted softly, ignored Soul, and spoke softly to Neville.

"That's it, Neville, it would be nice if you weren't so nervous. Don't worry, Hannah will definitely agree to you."

"Really?" Neville said unconfidently.

"Really, let me tell you secretly, actually..." Hermione lowered her voice, "Hannah has been waiting for you to extend an invitation to her."

"You know, you can't let a girl take the initiative to send a prom invitation to a boy, right?"

When she said this, Hermione couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Soul.

When Soul heard this, he also realized that he had misunderstood. Neville was using Hermione as Hannah for training.

At this time, Hannah came skipping over. She had finished class with Suer, but she just waited for her friend to pack up her books for a while.

"Hi, Hermione." Hannah waved as she passed by the Gryffindor table. "Hi, Neville, how are you?"

Neville's face that had just faded suddenly turned red again, and he raised both hands in a hurry. Fortunately, he realized something was wrong and quickly put down his left hand.

"I...I'm...fine," Neville stammered in response.

Hannah couldn't help laughing when she saw Neville's appearance, and left talking and laughing with her friends.

"Quick, Neville, don't you want to invite Hannah to be your dance partner? You can go now." Hermione watched Hannah sit down at the Hufflepuff table and quickly encouraged Neville.

"But... I'm not ready yet." Neville couldn't help but swallowed.

"Just do it like you just did, Neville." Hermione encouraged, "You can do it, come on."

"Ahem, if you don't go now, it might be too late." Sule also said, "Look, there is a boy walking towards Hannah. In Hufflepuff, he has a crush on Hannah. There are a lot of boys that I like."

Neville quickly turned around. Soul was not tricking him. There was indeed a boy walking towards Hannah with a clear purpose.

In fact, this boy Sur knew. He was a Ravenclaw who enrolled last year and was promoted to second year this year.

Anyone might be interested in Hannah, but not him.

Because this boy was the son of Hannah's mother's sister, but Neville didn't know that. He really thought that this boy was going to invite Hannah to be his dance partner.

He suddenly became anxious.

"I, I'll go right away." He stepped forward hurriedly, but hesitated, "I...can I really do it?"

"You can definitely do it, come on." Hermione knew who this boy was as soon as she saw him, and rolled her eyes at Suer, but she did not expose Suer.

Because this is indeed a good opportunity. As Neville's friend, Hermione knows Neville's temper very well. Sometimes, someone needs to push Neville from behind.

Neville swallowed, nodded vigorously, and took his first step with the look of a strong man who would never return once the wind was rustling and the water was cold.

"What about you?" Hermione saw Neville finally mustering up the courage, nodded with satisfaction, looked at Soul, and said angrily, "Are you going to tell me which girl you have invited to be your dance partner, or... .You have promised..." Hermione narrowed her eyes when she said this.

"Then you have wronged me." Su Er put on a wronged expression, "My dance partner can only be you, not anyone else."

"Huh, who knows?" Hermione snorted and turned her head, "The Ravenclaw girl this morning is much prettier than me."

Ron and Harry looked on as if they were eating something, and sat far away from Hermione, wanting to see what Soul would do next.

As one of the warriors of Hogwarts, Soul's behavior has always been noticed by people, because so far, no one has heard or seen Soul inviting a girl to be his dance partner, let alone another warrior. On the Gryffindor table.

Amid the seemingly absent attention, Suer took out a wooden box and said loudly,

"Dear Miss Hermione Granger."

At this time, many people looked over, and Hermione couldn't help but turn her head to look at Soul. Seeing the exquisite and elegant copper box he was holding in his hand, her big and beautiful eyes couldn't help but A little more rounded.

She realized what was going to happen next, a blush spread up from her slender neck, and soon her whole face turned pink.

"Would you like to be my dance partner and attend the Christmas party together?" Suer's voice sounded without pause.

Although shy, Hermione took the wooden box into her hand without hesitation.

"I am willing!"

The little girl's voice became clearer and stronger, and a burst of regretful sighs suddenly appeared from all around.

Soul chuckled lightly and pointed to the box in Hermione's hand.

"I prepared this specially for the dance. If I hadn't waited for the owl to deliver it, I should have invited you to be my dance partner."

"I haven't seen your dress before, so I don't know if it can match your dress."

The little witch and wizard, who had already been gossiping, couldn't help but straighten up and want to see what was in the box.

Hermione nodded, held the lock and gently lifted it...