Harry Potter had never been as embarrassed as he was now, his stomach kept twitching. His legs brought him to the fat woman.

"The Light of the Immortal Mirror." He said to the fat lady dryly that the command was changed the day before.

"By the way, by the way, my dear!" she said with a tremolo, stroked her newly tied gold and silver hairband, and turned forward and let him in.

His expression was scattered on the sofa half an hour ago. When he set out, he was so nervous that he had his internal organs hollowed out. Now his internal organs are back - they are still filled with lead.

He was stunned for a moment, realizing that he was in the common room and no one saw his ugly expression when he confessed, so he came back to his senses slightly. Harry looked around and found Ron sitting in a corner with a gray face. Neville sat beside him, talking to him in a very low voice, as if comforting him.

"What's wrong, Ron?" Harry asked, walking towards them. He was gloating and wanted to know the answer.

Ron looked up at Harry, with a look of shock on his face.

"Why should I do that?" he said in confusion. "I don't know how I would do that!"

"What?" said Harry.

"He—well—he just invited Fleur Delakure to the ball with him." Neville stuttered, slapping Ron's arm sympathetically.

"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked Ron.

"I don't know how I did this!" Ron gasped and said, "What am I kidding? There are people there - full of people - I'm so confused - everyone is watching! I met her as I walked through the foyer - she was standing there talking to Digory - I suddenly couldn't control myself - so I stepped forward and asked her!"

Ron moaned, covering his face with his hands. He kept saying it, but Harry could barely hear his words.

"She looked at me as if I was a sea cucumber or something. She didn't bother to answer. Then - I didn't know - I suddenly came to my senses and ran away quickly."

"She has part of the genius blood," said Harry. "You were right before - her grandma is genius. It's not your fault. I dare say she was using that magic on Diggoli at the time, and you happened to pass by and was hit - but she was in vain this time. Diggoli and Qiu Zhang went with him."

Ron looked up. "How did you know this?"

"Because half an hour ago, I invited Qiu Zhang to be my dance partner," Harry said dryly, "and she told me."

Ron's pale face suddenly regained some blood.

"It's ridiculous," Ron said. "We are the only ones who don't have a partner--and by the way, Neville." He patted Neville on the shoulder, looking like a brother in distress.

"Nevil, have you never invited anyone?" Harry asked.

Neville looked depressed, "I was rejected, too."

"Who is the object?"

"Who else can it be? Isn't it just Granger, or that look so arrogant." Ron said hatefully. "I don't even look at her messy hair and rabbit teeth. If she hadn't had the Silver connection, would she be so arrogant."

When Harry heard Ron mention the name, he felt a sense of displeasure.

Ron didn't pay attention to Harry's expression and continued, "Granger didn't think about it. Is Silver a person who lacks girls around her? He has a good relationship with her now. He still thinks that Muggle girls are relatively new. Which sister Pettier is not more beautiful than her? Humph, I rejected Neville. I want to see if Silver really invites Hermione."

"Don't say that, Hermione has helped me a lot." Neville waved her hand nervously, "If Hermione hadn't helped me in class, the professors would have deducted more points on me."

"Besides, I have found a dance partner now?" Neville touched his head and said embarrassedly.

"What!"

"What!"

Harry and Ron were obviously scared Neville. His freckled face was a little nervous, "I said, I found a dance partner, Aloise Meadgan of Hufflepuff, a kind-hearted girl. Mrs. Pomfrey's ointment helped her get rid of stubborn acne. To be honest, Aloise Meadgan without acne is indeed very beautiful."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and their faces were spread out on the sofa together.

"Harry, Ron, what's wrong with you?"
Chapter completed!