Chapter 373 Dance Partner Battle, Sakura: I Was The One Who Came First!

Chapter 373 Dance Partner Battle, Sakura: I Was The One Who Came First!

Spring is here, here again...ahem.

Although it is extremely cold in the Scottish Highlands, it is obvious that spring has arrived for the little wizards.

Ever since students in fourth grade and above took etiquette classes, the atmosphere in the castle had changed.

The girls talked even more closely. They would go in groups wherever they went, and then they would point at the boys and make silly giggles from time to time.

In the past, most students in the school would go home for Christmas, but this year it was different. Almost all students in grade four and above chose to stay.

There were even a lot of students below the third grade who stayed, most of them just to watch the fun, but there were also some who wanted to be included in the dance with the seniors.

"Lawrence, can you be my dance partner?"

On the way to Transfiguration, a fifth-grade Ravenclaw girl stopped Wayne and asked expectantly.

She was obviously dressed up carefully, and she puffed out her chest when she spoke, making waves.

Wayne smiled politely: "Sorry, I already have a dance partner."

After saying that, Hermione skillfully hugged Wayne's arm and quietly rolled her eyes.

"Okay." The girl left disappointed.

The two continued upstairs, Hermione saying nothing the whole time.

Similar things have happened too many times in the past two days. Wayne has rejected not fifty but forty girls, and she is used to them all.

However, Hermione still had doubts in her heart: "How many dance partners did you find, and you promised me, and Qiu, and oh, and that woman from Beauxbatons, is she busy enough?"

"Of course." Wayne puffed out his chest proudly: "I can hit ten!"

Hermione pinched him angrily and walked into the classroom first.

In the back seat, Harry and Ronald were nervously flipping through a book. Every time they turned a page, they seemed to be under great pressure.

Harry flipped through three pages in a row, breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed at Ronald.

"It's your turn."

Ronald's face fell, and he gritted his teeth and turned the page. After nothing happened, he smiled happily, and then turned another page.

boom!

Suddenly, a fist came out of the book and hit him right in the eye socket.

"Ouch!"

Ronald screamed in pain, while Harry laughed out loud.

This is a prank prop that Wayne just made two days ago - a fortune-testing notebook.

It looks no different from an ordinary book, but if you turn to the trap page, a fist will come out of it and give the person who turns the page a hard punch.

The most important thing is that when the trap page is activated, it will appear randomly and is not fixed on certain pages.

People who are lucky may be fine after turning over more than a dozen pages, but those who are unlucky may suffer serious consequences, so it is called a fortune-telling notebook.

It was well received as soon as it was released, and many copies were sold. The strength of the fists in it can be adjusted, and the heaviest one can punch people to tears.

Only two days have passed, and several pairs of good friends have broken off their friendship because of this.

Hermione looked at the silly Harry and Ronald as if they were fools.

How old you are, yet still so childish.

She couldn't understand why a toy that she found boring was so popular with boys.

Soon, Professor McGonagall came with a serious expression:

"I am not satisfied with the progress of many students. You will face the O.W.L.s exam next year. You must prepare early and stop slacking off."

Beauxbatons students have a relaxed attitude. Their exams are only in the sixth grade, so there is no need to worry at all.

The students at Hogwarts, on the other hand, looked constipated.

There is still a year and a half left, is it too early to prepare for the exam now?

What left the young wizards most speechless was that Hermione actually nodded solemnly, echoing Professor McGonagall's words.

Professor McGonagall gave each person a teapot. Today's task is to turn the teapot into a mouse and circle it around the designated pillar.

This was the inspiration she got from watching Cedric train.

The first project has fully proved the gap between rigid transformation skills and ease of use. Professor McGonagall does not require everyone to reach the level of Cedric. Song only needs to be able to control a small animal.

The result was a huge disappointment to her.

The rats that many people conjure up are in the shape of teapots. They can barely conjure up rats, but they can't control them at all and they run around everywhere as soon as they come out.

Professor McGonagall also saw that the front half of Neville's mouse was normal, but the rear butt was still in the shape of a teapot, and it was spinning around in a circle at a loss.

She was so angry that she wanted to directly help Neville.

Fortunately, it's not all so annoying.

Hermione's performance satisfied Professor McGonagall.

Her mouse nimbly walked around several pillars, and then ran back to Hermione's side obediently.

"Can you control another one?" Professor McGonagall had a sudden idea and gave Hermione another teapot.

Sure enough, it was still very easy to complete.

The number of rats gradually increased, and it wasn't until the seventh one that Hermione began to panic.

But this was enough to surprise Professor McGonagall.

The way he looked at Hermione was as if he were looking at his own daughter.

"Miss Granger, would you like to join my Transfiguration Club?"

"Of course." Hermione responded in surprise.

"Very well, come to my office this Saturday morning." Professor McGonagall left with satisfaction.

Being Wayne's teacher actually didn't give her much sense of accomplishment.

After all, the help that can be provided is too little, but Hermione is different. Although she is outstanding, it is still within the scope of her understanding.

Polishing a piece of jade with my own hands, I felt this way before when Lily was around.

Thinking of the red-haired girl, Professor McGonagall sighed inaudibly and walked back to the podium.

The bell just rang, and Harry couldn't wait to take out his luck test notebook and prepare to play with Ronald a few more times.

"Potter, come here."

Harry was so excited that he quickly handed his notebook to Ronald and walked to the podium.

After the entire class was gone, Professor McGonagall said, "Potter, have you chosen your dance partner?"

"Professor, I'm not going to the dance," Harry said.

Professor McGonagall looked at him strangely: "Don't you know the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament? The warriors have to do the opening dance."

Harry was shocked: "What? Why didn't anyone tell me?"

He never knew what the opening dance was, and even if he went to Sirius's class, it was just to show his support.

"Now you know." Professor McGonagall was speechless to him and said directly: "You must prepare a dance partner, Potter, don't look at me like that. This is your obligation to become a warrior."

Professor McGonagall finished speaking in an unquestionable tone, and then left.

Harry was completely dumbfounded. He would rather fight Shufeng again than face the current situation.

Dance partner...where can he find it?

Soon, Ronald learned about Harry's worries and felt that his worries were unfounded.

"You are a warrior. There will definitely be girls lining up to be your dance partner. Just pick the one you like."

"But they just want to show off." Harry retorted, "I'm just a tool."

"Okay." Ronald spread his hands, "Keep this momentum and tell Professor McGonagall again.

Harry was instantly dumbfounded.

At this time, George and Fred rushed out in a hurry, holding the sticks they used to play bludgers in their hands, and they were full of energy.

Harry looked at them doubtfully: "There is no training today, where are you going?"

"Hit people!" George said viciously: "Damn Cedric, he actually invited Angelina to be his dance partner."

Fred clutched his chest in pain: "Angelina actually agreed!"

"I'm not done with him today!"

After saying that, he rushed out of the lounge with an angry look.

Harry opened his mouth, but Ronald beside him was already laughing like crazy.

He knew that George and Fred had been hesitating over who would invite Angelina, so now they were beaten first.

Seeing how happy he was, Harry asked, "Have you chosen your dance partner?"

Ronald's smile gradually disappeared.

...

They are not the only ones who are worried about their dance partners.

The third floor of the new building is where the dormitory of the magic institute is located.

Inside Sakura and Tomoyo's dormitory.

"Oh, it's so annoying!"

Sakura rolled on the bed, mumbling incessantly, and finally stopped, her two white and slender calves shaking non-stop.

"It's a competition, because there's no such thing as a dance."

"Because this is tradition." Sitting at the writing table, Tomoyo drew a costume design and said softly:

"The custom of warrior opening has been going on for hundreds of years. You should have known about it for a long time."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have signed up." Sakura's pretty face bulged, "I don't want to dance with those people, Tomoyo, how about you be my dance partner?"

After Sakura finished speaking, her eyes lit up.

She found that she was a genius and could come up with such a wonderful idea.

Tomoyo looked at her with pity: "Sakura, if I were a boy, I would definitely agree to your invitation, but it's a pity that I'm not.

"Wayne has sex mints there, but they are absolutely banned in Hogwarts, worse than shit eggs, so don't even think about it.'

"Wayne..." Sakura lowered her head and muttered... in a low voice: "The only goal is no longer viable. He will definitely dance with Fleur."

Tomoyo's eyes turned into crescent moons: "I don't have such worries anymore."

"Are you going to invite Wayne too?" Sakura exclaimed.

"No, Wayne has already invited me."

"Nani!" Sakura suddenly jumped up from the bed, her mother tongue coming out.

"When? Why didn't I know!"

"I just said it after the Charms class, I haven't had time to tell you yet."

Sakura bit her lower lip and exerted a little force.

All of a sudden, my originally depressed mood became unstable.

Although she and Tomoyo are best friends, Sakura still feels weird...

Why does this happen?

Whether I met Wayne or became friends, it was obviously me who came first, but Wayne only invited Tomoyo, why not invite me?

Angrily, Sakura lay down again, covered her head with a pillow, and groaned.

The more the girl thought about it, the more irritable she became. She wished she could go to Wayne now and ask what was going on.

Although I am a warrior and my schedule conflicts with Furong's dance, if you don't ask me, how do you know if I am willing?

After secretly glancing at Tomoyo, who was still concentrating on painting, Sakura secretly made up her mind.

I will ask Wayne tomorrow. If he doesn't agree, Sakura will decide to avoid the dance.

Whether it was pretending to be sick or some other excuse, she didn't want to dance with other boys anyway.

While Sakura was still sulking here, someone had already started to take action.

At the door of the Hufflepuff Lounge, Cassandra asked a little badger to call Wayne out, ".||The terms you owe me have been agreed upon."

Wayne is not stupid either, after seeing

When Cassandra arrived, she had already guessed her purpose.

"Want me to be your dance partner?"

"No, that's right." The arrogant blond girl stuttered in a rare stutter: "You, don't think too much, I just think that there are so many people in the school, only you can match this lady.

Wayne corrected: "Only I can convince you."

He, Lawrence, has never been weaker than anyone else in his life. Even when coaxing girls, he still has to establish a strong-weak relationship.

"What a mouthful you are..." Kassandra gritted her teeth angrily, wanting to use a few curse words, but the education she received since she was a child did not allow her to do so.

"I don't care. Anyway, you owe me a condition. You must be my dance partner and dance with me no matter what."

There was stubbornness in the girl's eyes: "Even if Delacour invites you, you must agree to me."

"no problem."

Wayne agreed readily, so fast that Cassandra didn't react. She was stunned for a moment before looking at him suspiciously:

"Are you trying to frame me? Delacour didn't invite you?"

"How could I do this?" Wayne spread his hands and said, "You still have to hate me."

"Don't worry, since I agreed, I will definitely be there as your dance partner.

Cassandra looked at Wayne for another two seconds, "I'll wait and see."

"But...how are your skills? Don't keep stepping on my toes."

Wayne touched his chin: "You are worried about me, and I am worried about you. How about we try it first?"

The girl's eyes flickered, a little moved.

"Okay, where should we go?"

"Just follow me."

Wayne brought Cassandra to the Room of Requirement.

Half an hour later, both parties were satisfied with each other.

The blonde girl's face was flushed, and there were beads of sweat on her forehead, "I didn't expect you to be so skilled.

"Both and each other, I can't tell at all that this is your first time. Are you very talented?"

Wayne handed over a handkerchief.

Cassandra was a little proud of being praised so much by him. "Humph, I know how to do the waltz, and the foxtrot is so simple, you can learn it just by watching it.

Wayne smiled, "Then I'm looking forward to your performance at the ball. By the way, are you ready for your dress?"

(Li Dezhao) "It has been customized during the summer vacation."

"Then I won't worry about you."

Wayne waved his hand and walked out of the Room of Requirement first.

Cassandra, on the other hand, was full of curiosity about the house and did not leave, but began to study around.

It is indeed Hogwarts, there is such a magical place.

Although Ilvermorny covers an area larger than Hogwarts and has more buildings, it does not have magical stairs and various secret rooms.

This is the difference in background.

The next day, Sakura didn't sleep well all night and went straight to Wayne.

As the warrior with the highest score in the first round, Sakura's actions attracted the attention of countless people.

"Wayne, can you...can you be my dance partner?"

43:"......

Cute King, we can talk about this kind of thing privately, there is no need to shout loudly in front of so many people.

Yes, perhaps to embolden herself, Sakura almost yelled the last few words, and the tables next door could hear her clearly.

Swish, swish, swish.

Countless looks were immediately directed at him, either looking at the show, or gloating over his misfortune, and there were even a few who wanted to accuse him.

Fleur looked at Sakura carefully. She didn't mind Wayne dancing with others because she was a warrior. No matter how hard she tried, the dance would always fall on her head.

But Sakura is different, she is also a warrior.

Suddenly Fu Rong felt a sense of crisis.

At the Hufflepuff table, Wayne was stunned for only two seconds. Sakura became visibly disappointed and pitiful. When she came to her senses, Wayne quickly said:

"I didn't say no, I agreed."

Now it was the turn of the little badger next to him to be dumbfounded.

Many people saw his promise to Cassandra yesterday. Why did he promise to Sakura again today?

Cedric, who was covered in hair, looked at Wayne deeply with a nostalgic look.

Take a few more glances, otherwise you may not be able to see the complete picture in the future.

If he continues like this, won't he want to live?