DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Harry! You're not kidding!" Hermione snapped the book shut with a look of surprise on her face. She never expected that Harry would come to invite her.

"I'm serious!" Harry didn't dare to look at Hermione's face, but lowered his head and whispered, "Would you like to be my dance partner?"

"—God! Promise him!"

"Hurry up, you only have three hours to prepare!"

"—oh, why did you two have to wait until the last day!"

The little wizards watching in the classroom exploded in an instant. They screamed and booed, and all stared at Harry and Hermione in the middle with playful eyes.

Hermione only felt that her face was getting hot, and at the same time, a warm current began to flow in her heart. This feeling...

Suddenly, she felt a little dizzy in her head. The unhappiness and depression before began to melt like ice and snow in the sun. The relationship that had ended before it even started had long been deeply buried in her heart...

Perhaps, you can try to embark on a new journey...

"You have to give me some time to prepare, the dance can't be so hasty..." Hermione blushed, hesitated for a while, and then said hesitantly.

"Good boy, you really have it!" Ron screamed and rushed over, grabbing Harry's shoulder with great joy, "It really gave us a surprise!"

"You have to thank me very much!" Carl walked up in two steps, shaking the wand in his hand and said with a smile.

"..." Harry glared at him viciously, wanting to strangle him to death, he almost died of nervousness just now.

"So, I think you two should go change your dresses!"

Harry wanted to eat his usual look, but Karl pretended not to see it, and just pointed to the wall clock on the wall to tell them that the time was running out.

Ron noticed that Time's face darkened, and he pursed his lips, looking a little depressed. But Harry, who was immersed in joy, didn't notice his abnormality at all. He just sat on the chair and imagined how wonderful the dance party would be at night.

He actually regretted it when he said the first sentence to Hermione just now, he thought that Hermione would reject him as a matter of course, and then leave the worst Christmas memory...

But the surprise came too suddenly, Harry was completely unprepared, and was urged to act quickly by the excited little wizards.

like a dream...

"Are you ready for the dresses?" Carl asked solemnly, which is very important.

"This..." Hermione sat on the stool, seeing Carl bring up this with an embarrassed look on her face.

A few weeks ago, she had given up on the idea of ​​going to the ball after talking with Niyali, and naturally there was no way to talk about the dress.

"Don't worry, Hermione!" Harry smiled confidently, "I...ahem, Clara has already prepared for us after hearing that I became a Hogwarts warrior!"

"That would be great!" Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, as she said earlier that she had to prepare for these prom essentials.

Harry nodded, and took out a small bag with the Untraceable Stretching Charm cast on it from his pocket - it was a Christmas present from Carl last year, in fact, he gave one to almost every friend he knew, The reason is also very simple, he is too lazy to pick one by one, that would be too much effort.

Harry quickly untied the rope wrapped around it, then put his hand inside and fumbled for a while, and soon pulled out two beautiful dresses.

It was a long royal blue dress and a tuxedo inlaid with gold trim. Under the light, the gemstone particles dotted on it refracted charming light.

"It's pretty good!" Carl looked at those shining clothes, and suddenly wondered, where did Lily get the money to buy such an expensive dress.

It must be that he didn't squeeze Snape hard enough, the old bat really has a small coffers!

snort! Carl laughed badly, he really saw Snape's crop of high-quality leeks right. His eyes lit up, he made up his mind, and immediately stood up and walked towards the old bat's office.

After Carl left, Ron on the side felt very uncomfortable after seeing the two extremely luxurious dresses that Clara had prepared for Harry and his dance partner...

He looked down at the dress he was holding in his hand, just staring at it in a daze, it was hardly considered a dress, the folds and lace at the corners were just right to reveal, it seemed more appropriate to call it a skirt Some.

He licked his dry lips, gritted his teeth and pulled out his wand, hesitating for a while and finally made up his mind.

"Torn apart!"

There was the sound of chanting a mantra in a low voice, and a red light flashed on the wand, followed by the sound of cloth being torn. It's just a pity that Ron's Splitting Curse was not well practiced, and this unattractive dress became even uglier under his "careful" tailoring.

Just as ugly as the dress was his complexion, perhaps because he realized that if he went on like this, the only dress he had was probably lost.

Then he will be the only one who will wear the school uniform to the dance at night.

Thinking of this, Ron's mood suddenly became worse. He took a deep breath and wanted to tear the tattered dress in front of him to pieces.

But this is just a matter of thinking. Although Charlie didn't know that this dress was eliminated after wearing it for a few years, but now, he has and only has such a choice.

Who would do it if it wasn't really a choice?

Ron sighed and was about to put the gown away, at least not before the ball. At this time, he already had some regrets, why did he have to attend the ball? Wouldn't it be nice to be home for Christmas? !

Don't have a Christmas tree and a cozy fireplace at home? !

I'm just making fun of it!

Ron kept thinking about it, and the movements of his hands were not slow at all. He folded the already-shattered dress that he had tortured, and prepared to put it in Carl's last Christmas. In his bag that cast the Untraceable Extending Charm.

Just when Ron was about to open the bag, a slightly pale hand came into view for an instant, and before he could react, the dress on his thigh disappeared.

"Hmmm... let me see what I've found! No way no way... Weasley, do you want to wear a dress like this to the Yule Ball?

It's unbelievable, can't your family squeeze out the money to buy you a new dress? Oh~... how pathetic,...

Of course, if you are willing to beg me, maybe I can lend you the unwanted dress that I wore at the party last year for two days. We Hogwarts must not lose face in front of Durham and Beauxbatons! "

Malfoy maliciously unfolded Ron's folded dress for everyone to see, and the long hem really looked like a dress.

"Bastard, give it back to me!" Ron's eyes turned red when he was poked in the sore spot. He was too lazy to use magic, and jumped up from the stool and rushed towards Malfoy with his teeth and claws.

Malfoy used his skills to jump repeatedly, coquettishly wandering around the classroom while not forgetting to use the Slytherin ancestral arts to taunt wildly.

"Hey hee hee, look...he's in a hurry, he's in a hurry! You chase me, if you catch me, I'll let you hehehe..."

"Damn Malfoy! Don't let me catch you, or you won't be able to eat your good juice!" Ron was furious, and kept greeting the Malfoy family.

The physique between people cannot be generalized. In the case of extreme anger, Ron ran even faster than the moment when he was chased by the giant spiders two years ago, and he caught up with him in the blink of an eye. Malfoy.

Ping A restrained everything from moving, Ron's old punch even brought out the sound of "whooping" in mid-air, and went straight to the bridge of Malfoy's nose.

Malfoy panicked when he saw the fist getting bigger and bigger in his sight, and it was too late to draw his wand now. If he really got hit, he wouldn't have to attend the Yule Ball tonight.

Panicked, he had no choice but to hold the dress that he obtained by sneak attack in front of him while tensing his arms.

Thorn~...

This dress, which had been inherited and used by Ron's brothers one after another for an unknown period of time, and which was tortured by him with the Splitting Curse just now, was enough to block Malfoy's punch, and it couldn't bear the burden anymore, and it split directly from the neckline. .

For a moment, Ron hung his arms down as if he had lost all his strength, staring blankly at the broken dress, not knowing what to do for a while.

The wind blows hard~...

"Goyle, Crabbe! Go!"

Seeing that something was wrong, Malfoy hurriedly called his two followers to run away, as fast as a gust of wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only Harry and Hermione were left in a daze, and Ron was squatting on the ground to collect the remains of the dress.

"Malfoy, you bastard!" Ron clenched his fists tightly, his teeth were about to be crushed, he spat out a few words from between his teeth, and immediately chased him out.

Malfoy ruined his prom, and he has to teach him a lesson today, and Ron doesn't care about anything now. Just want to beat him to death, or be beaten to death by him.

On the way, Karl lowered his head and was thinking about the problem. Suddenly, a strong wind hit and his hair was messed up. He looked up in extreme displeasure. Malfoy and his two followers had already run a long way.

"Damn it! Run so fast in time to reincarnate!"

Carl spat, smoothed his tousled hair, and walked towards the classroom he just came out of.

But he didn't take two steps, and the scene just now happened again. Ron rushed towards him like crazy, and the wind driven by him alone was stronger than the three of Malfoy.

So he once again enjoyed the feeling of the cold winter wind blowing on his face, hiss~...

At this moment, Carl said that there is a sentence that I don't know if I should say it or not.

Oh, I'm so angry, I didn't succeed in blackmailing the old bat, but I was ridiculed by him and made a fuss. Now I have to bear such grievances~...

Carl sneered and opened the door of the classroom, another gust of wind hit, it was still a familiar formula and a familiar smell.

"Dimension, space-time magnetic field!"

He spit out a few words from his mouth expressionlessly, and under the spread of the power of the dimension, a huge gravity field was formed around him in an instant, directly imprisoning Harry and Hermione who were chasing after him.

Under the powerful confinement force of the space-time magnetic field, Harry suddenly felt as if he was being sucked by swamps, quicksands and the like, and it seemed extremely difficult to take a step forward even with all his strength.

"What are you guys doing? Why do you all seem to be going to escape~..." Carl pursed his lips and said in a leisurely manner, "Is there anything we can't sit down and talk about? It must be like this, How bad..."

"It's Malfoy! He broke Ron's suit! And..." Harry gasped, incoherently.

"Huh? That's okay too!" Carl frowned, so that's why those two guys ran faster than rabbits, and it didn't matter whether others could stand it or not.

"So we have to find them quickly!" Hermione said anxiously, "Let us go, what if something happens to them!"

"Hey~, it's not easy if you understand the cause and effect?"

Carl said with emotion, and with a wave of his hand, he lifted the restrictions on the two of them, and then took out a roll of ancient parchment from his pocket.

That is the high-end version of the Marauder's map that he and Nayari made together before.

"Come on, let me know where they went~..." Carl smacked his lips, and immediately spread the parchment, and a panoramic map of Hogwarts was immediately outlined.

"Let's go, they went to the second floor, it seems to be in an empty classroom."

With just a glance, he immediately determined the location of the two of them.

By the time they arrived there, the battle between the two had entered a fierce stage.

Ron threw the Disarming Curse straight at Malfoy's face. Malfoy rolled and dodged the attack in embarrassment. With a flick of his wrist, a hissing and spitting poisonous snake raised its head and slammed into the air. bit him.

Ron's eyelids twitched, and he retreated immediately. He didn't want to be bitten by this thing.

Taking advantage of this gap, Malfoy, who finally had a breath, rolled his eyes and immediately got up from the ground, regardless of the dust on his body, he ran away.

He was really scared. Ron didn't know why this time, it was as if he had taken the wrong medicine, and he chased him like a maniac, and he refused to let him go.

At first he was still confident, without Harry, Hermione, let alone Carl, a little Weasley actually chased his great Malfoy!

How dare he? !

Malfoy was furious!

He is very confident, Gore and Crabbe plus him three people and three magic wands, can't this kind of game be won with eyes closed?

But he ignored it, his two followers are only five in combat strength...it means that everyone in the first grade doesn't know any magic spells and can use it to scare people...

At this moment, the two useless followers he relied on were lying on the ground and curled up into a ball, groaning in pain from time to time.

In the case of extreme anger, Ron played at a super-long level. As soon as the battle started, he seized the opportunity and shot Goyle with a disarm spell, and then Goyle flew upside down and hit Crabbe behind him directly, completing the double-edged sword. Achievement.