[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

The heat of the first game passed quickly because no one was talking about the Christmas ball.

Even Professor McGonagall is very worried about this matter, she will not allow Gryffindor classmates to make a fool of themselves at the ball.

He even demonstrated how to dance a good dance in person, but Ron was chosen as his teaching partner.

Seeing this scene, Simo leaned on Hermione's shoulder and kept covering her mouth. She laughed so hard that she almost couldn't straighten up. "I bet Ron will never forget such an unforgettable dance partner."

But Hermione pursed her lips slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

When Simo and Hermione were studying by themselves in the library, there was a sudden whisper from the girls around, as if suppressing a kind of excitement.

Hermione frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with the noisy environment, Simo dropped the homework in hand and looked up.

At this time, they found a group of Durmstrang's students walking towards them, led by the star player Krum. They were still wearing Durmstrang's robes, looking even more handsome.

Seeing this, Simo quickly pushed Hermione's arm. Hermione was taken aback, then raised her head abruptly. Krum had already walked to their table.

The handsome and tall boy had an abnormal blush on his face at this moment. He took a deep look at Hermione, and then said softly, "Miss Granger, hello." He stretched out his hand.

Hermione froze for a moment, and quickly shook back.At this moment, Krum put an envelope in Hermione's palm.

Hermione started to flush, too, and she stuffed the envelope into her book.

Simo almost screamed, she suddenly felt that such a scene was too romantic.She looked at Hermione excitedly, her face full of gossip and teasing.

At this moment, Krum unexpectedly pushed another boy beside him. This boy had short black hair and black jade eyes.

His expression was tense, and he looked very stern. He suddenly pushed an envelope in front of Simo,

"That.... My name is Finn Atzt." His voice didn't match his appearance, and he seemed a little nervous, with a thick German accent.

"Hello, Finn." Simo, who was watching the excitement, was also a little flustered at this moment, and she quickly took the letter in a daze.

........

After they walked away, Simo and Hermione looked at each other tacitly, with an uncontrollable excitement on their faces.

Simo covered her chest, breathing tremblingly, "God, I don't know what to do."

The same was true for Hermione. She closed the book and stood up abruptly. She suppressed her trembling breath and said, "I really really can't stand it anymore. Let's go back to the dormitory, Simo."

.........

Simo didn't expect her luck to start suddenly, and then she received invitations from several boys,

She didn't know what to do for a while.She'd bet Ms. Finnigan would be thrilled to know.

She was sitting in the corridor reading a book, just now another boy invited her to the dance, but she declined very embarrassedly,

To tell the truth, she didn't know why she wished her dancing partner wasn't any of them, but Simo didn't know who she wanted to be.

At this moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded, "It seems that Miss Finnigan is waiting for the warrior she admires to invite her."

Simo was taken aback, she turned her head away, Draco's face could hardly be seen clearly against the light, only the handsome and dignified eyebrows and eyes, and the tense and stern expression could be vaguely seen.

To be honest, since the ferret incident, Simo has been trying her best to avoid Draco, but unexpectedly ran into him here.

Thinking of that day, Ximo's heart began to beat abnormally again.

She pretended to be calm and said, "What does it have to do with you?"

The corner of Draco's mouth was raised, a little mocking, but his expression seemed to be suppressing something, "As an admirer of a warrior, do you feel pretty good?"

Simo's eyes met his, and she frowned,

"Do you believe all the nonsense in the Daily Prophet?"

Draco snorted, his expression seemed less tense, he sat beside Simo, and said slowly: "The Daily Prophet has always been very authoritative."

Simo felt that she was too lazy to explain to Draco, she stood up suddenly, turned around and wanted to leave, but she didn't expect Draco to hold her hand suddenly.

Simo's entire hand was wrapped in Draco's palm.She felt that the temperature in her hands was burning hot.

Simo panicked all of a sudden, he touched her hand again, and many images flashed through her mind, but they were broken and unrecognizable.

It feels like something is taking root in my heart.

She froze there, unable to move.

But Draco quickly let go of his hand, as if nothing had happened.His expression remained the same, Simo licked his lips, and then sat down again.

Draco looked at her, his gray-blue eyes seemed to be flickering with some emotion: "I believe in you."

Simo was taken aback, and also looked at Draco. She said uncomfortably, "Then should I say thank you?"

Draco hooked his lips suddenly, but there was an unusual blush on his fair face, "Have you chosen your partner yet?"

Simo looked at Draco, as if bewitched, and shook his head.

Draco raised his eyebrows, and he said slowly, "It just so happens that I haven't chosen a good dance partner either."

Did Draco still have to choose from the girls one by one.

Simo looked at Draco in surprise for a moment, and said almost incoherently:

"Are all girls inviting you? Are you still a boy!!"

Draco was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his voice, his voice was suddenly tainted with a bit of childish awkwardness, "Simore, do you understand what I mean?"

Just as Simo was about to speak, she suddenly saw several beautiful girls from Beauxbatons looking in their direction.

The eyes looking at Ximo were very contemptuous but also seemed to be mixed with a trace of jealousy.

Ximo didn't like this kind of feeling very much, she said unhappily, "No wonder, you see those girls have been looking at you."

Simo admitted that Draco was actually really popular, he was handsome and noble, how could any girl not like her.

Realizing this made Simo even more unhappy.

Seeing Simo's reaction, Draco's brows and eyes seemed to stretch out with pleasure.

He turned his head and looked at the girls from Beauxbatons, the corners of his lips only slightly hooked,

It actually made all the girls blush with embarrassment.He seemed hesitant to step forward.

Seeing all this, Simo was even more upset, and she felt that Draco's smile was particularly obtrusive.

He was obviously talking to her, and he hadn't forgotten to seduce those nasty French girls.

Simo stood up suddenly, and she said sullenly,

"Go and dance with your French girl."

Then he strode away.

The author has something to say: Tsundere little dragon, hehehe, little Ximo is jealous