Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 227: Reject

The wind and snow outside the window are whistling. For many students, it should be a pleasure to live in the lounges of their respective colleges today and experience the warmth brought by the fireplace.

Hermione stared at the fireplace in the Gryffindor lounge at this time. The fire inside was blazing. She was in a mood now like it was burning wood, a nameless heart, anxious. It's hard to vent.

"Are beautiful girls speaking so viciously." She heard Ron's voice suddenly, and he walked in with Harry cursingly, and it seemed that the latter was not in a good mood. The face is gloomy.

"What happened?" Hermione asked him, sorting her mind.

"Why should I do that?" He said confusedly, "I don't know how I could do that! Especially if I was so ironic by her, is that my fault? Yes, that It's my fault, Harry, I know you want to say that, but I have already paid the price! Is she so mean? How did I know that something would happen at that time! If it weren't for her reminder, I would have completely forgotten it now That stupid thing I did!" Ron grinned and grumbled, as if this way, his irritability would be relieved.

"He—um—he just invited Fleur Delacour to the dance party with him." Ginny also walked into the lounge at this time and said at the same time. She seemed to be holding back her laugh desperately, but she still patted her brother's arm sympathetically.

"I don't know how I would do such a thing!" Ron gasped and repeated, "What am I kidding? There are people—full of people—I'm so faint. I turned my head—everyone was watching! I met her when I walked through the hall—she seemed to have run over just now! I actually stopped her by a ghost!"

"Suddenly, I couldn't control myself-I stepped forward and asked her!"

Ron groaned, covering his face with his hands. He kept talking, but he could barely hear what he said.

"She looked at me, looked at me mockingly, as if I was a sea cucumber or something, and didn't bother to answer. But she still talked, I would rather she didn't talk!"

"Ron, calm down." Harry said in a gloomy tone. He also needs other people's comfort now, but he has to patiently calm Ron, who is more lost than him.

Not long ago, he also invited his favorite person-a beautiful girl from the East-Qiu Zhang, she is very temperamental, with some mysterious charm from the East, today at noon, in the hall. When they met, Harry summoned his courage and greeted her first.

As early as last year, Harry noticed her. Of course, they were communicating as half a competitor—she was the Ravenclaw School Quidditch chaser, and in Today, Harry finally mustered up the courage and wanted to invite this girl, but was turned down.

"I'm sorry," she said.

Harry's internal organs were squirming like a snake at the time, and he felt as if he had no internal organs at all.

Then the following Qiu Zhang gave the reason that his internal organs came back, but he was filled with lead by the way.

"Cedric has made an appointment with me, I'm sorry." She bowed apologetically to Harry, and then the two heard Cedric calling Qiu Zhang's name at the same time.

"Sorry, I have to go." She said, and the girl's figure disappeared from his field of vision.

Harry is very regretful in his heart, regretting why he didn't invite her earlier, so maybe Qiu Zhang will agree to his invitation, he is a warrior, and Cedric is not! As long as she invites her first, she has no reason to reject herself! At the same time, he was madly condemning his own recklessness in his heart. If he could find out how much, would he be able to avoid such an embarrassing situation from happening?

"Maybe brother, you hit the gun. I think she was in a bad mood at the time." Ginny felt that she might be too gloating, so she suppressed her smile, and at the same time gave Harry a distracted state. When he came back, he continued to pat Ron on the back, hoping to make him feel better.

Well, what is more tragic than being politely rejected by a girl?

Of course it was cruelly rejected by the girl.

"From another perspective, she is reminding you not to do it again next time, um.. If you think so, she cares about you, shouldn’t you be happy? Look, my brother’s deeds Maybe it will spread to France soon, how proud it is at this time." Ron's brother Fred said while laughing.

"Can I invite you to be my dancing partner?" Ron's other brother-George suddenly fell into a state of intoxication at this time, and then turned to Fred with a cowardly expression. Said.

"Oh, let me think about it. I have heard of you. Your hair is very eye-catching. I have a bit of an impression of you." Fred touched his chin, and at the same time pushed back his long, non-existent one. Sending, looking at George scrutinizingly.

"Yes, is it?" George said excitedly, shaking his body a little excitedly, and then touched his slightly curly red hair.

"Students who are injured in the magical animal protection class at Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry School, right? I heard that you provoked? Who gave you the courage to provoke Eagles and Horses? That empty brain?" Frey "De" sneered~IndoMTL.com~I just don’t participate in this Christmas ball at all, and I won’t accept the invitation of a poor person like you." Then he snorted coldly and made a gesture of leaving without looking back. Walked to the door of the Gryffindor lounge.

Looking at his two brothers ridiculing himself maliciously, Ron's face became more and more red.

"Oh, my dear brother, let's change the goal, it's too unrealistic." George said with a shrug.

"A suitable goal can make people do more with less. Like Angelina, I can get an appointment easily, right? Think about it, don't you have a good goal in front of you now?" Fred Bend He lowered his body, pushed Ron's back with his shoulders, and said ambiguously.

"But I already have a partner." Hermione said coldly. She knew that Fred was referring to herself, so she explained immediately.

"Who is it?" Ron's eyes widened, his surprise even temporarily suppressed his frustration. He didn't expect anyone to invite Hermione so early.

"Krum, yes, you heard it right, it's the Victor Krum you think, your idol." Hermione tried to make her tone flat.