Chapter 652 Christmas Ball (End)
Hermione quickly turned around and ran away, leaving only Rove with a confused expression on his face, rubbing his sore forehead.
Just dance when you dance, why are you still hitting people!
Rove felt a little regretful that he didn't fall to the ground immediately just now... the action was slow!
When the boy was about to leave the dance floor, Margaery slid beautifully and came to him. She hooked his belt lightly with her fingers, and winkingly said:
"Sir, do you need special services?"
Rove smiled helplessly: "You guys are connecting well, don't squeeze me dry, it won't end tonight, right?"
Margaery smiled triumphantly, she stretched her arms around Rove's waist, and said delicately, "Tired from dancing?"
"Yes."
Margaret leaned over, her charming fox-like face was close to the young man, exhaled like blue, and said in a joking tone:
"Shirley, Gabriel, Hermione...there are only three girls, and you can't stand it anymore, your legs are starting to weaken?
Little Rove, your body is a little weak now, you need to exercise more. "
Rove rolled his eyes, what do you mean by "only three girls", he danced eight dances without rest.
Some of the dances were performed with a young girl like Hermione who didn't understand anything. You must know that the younger you are, the more physical and energy you will consume!
But since it was Margaery, Rove had to stand up no matter what, he jumped up to the music, suddenly remembered something, and asked:
"Margaery, did you speak ill of me in front of Gabrielle?"
"No?" Margaret pretended to be puzzled and said, "All I said were good things."
"Then who said I like long legs and high heels?" Rove stared.
"That's not a bad word." Margaery said with a charming smile, "At most, it's a little bit of your personal special hobby."
"Who has this kind of obsession... and stealing your legs?" Rove gritted his teeth, "When did I do such a thing?"
"You forget what you did so quickly?" Margaery said with a resentful expression:
"Last summer at Thunderbird Sanctuary in Arizona, you sneaked into my room in the middle of the night and touched my legs for half an hour."
"Isn't that because you were bitten by a rattlesnake, so I'll apply the medicine to you?" Rove said angrily, "And it's only been applied for five minutes. Where's the half an hour?"
"Don't worry about it for a few minutes, I'll just ask you if you touched me?" Margaery asked confidently.
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At the dining table, Harry stared at Cho and Cedric like an idiot.
Harry watched all night... watching the two of them dance, rest, hold hands, and leave the auditorium, talking and laughing.
Leaving the auditorium at this time, of course, it is impossible to go back to their respective lounges, and there must be some other activities.
Thinking of this, Harry scratched his lungs with pain, wishing he could jinx Cedric into a pile of jelly.
So, he chased it out, ready to stop Cedric!
It's a pity that Harry was slow for a while. When he walked out of the auditorium, he had already lost the position of Cedric and Qiu.
Harry stared at the empty hallway for a moment, wondering what to do.
Or go back to the dormitory to sleep?
Harry was about to walk towards the Gryffindor lounge when he suddenly remembered that his good brother Ron was still suffering from Snape.
Although Professor McGonagall warned himself not to go to the potions office tonight, Harry put it aside and decided to rescue Ron.
He went back to the Gryffindor lounge first, took the invisibility cloak away, and then quickly went to the dungeon.
As he approached the potions office, Harry suddenly heard an unpleasantly familiar voice in the corridor.
"...I don't understand why you are making such a fuss, Igor."
"Severus, you can't pretend this didn't happen!" Karkaroff's voice sounded terrified and hoarse, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"The thing on the arm has become more and more noticeable over the last few months. I'm very worried now - he's coming back!"
"Run away then," said Snape calmly. "Run away, Igor—I'm going to stay at Hogwarts—even if he does come back!"
Through the cloak, Harry saw Karkaroff startled, reaching for his goatee uneasily, before wrapping it around his fingers.
Harry didn't know what they were going to say, he wanted to get closer, but he was afraid of being discovered, and finally decided to save Ron while Snape was not in the office.
Harry came to the potions office quickly. The door was unlocked. He easily turned the handle and walked in.
At this time, Ron was tied up on a cauldron, and a rag was stuffed in his mouth.
Harry lifted off the invisibility cloak, tore off the rag, and whispered, "Ron, I'm here to save you."
Ron looked at Harry, and shouted anxiously, "Run, Harry, Snape has set a spell on the door, and he can feel whoever comes in..."
Harry seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, he turned and ran towards the door, but a figure was already blocking the door.
Snape came in, locked the door behind him, and strode towards them, his long black robes fluttering behind him.
"Potter, I knew you would come to save Weasley, your stupidity is always so obvious!" Snape sneered.
"Professor Snape." Harry stammered, "Ron didn't invite you to the ball, there must be a misunderstanding..."
"I'll investigate that matter!" Snape said fiercely:
"But you broke into my office and tried to take Weasley away. I'm going to give you some punishment."
"What punishment." Harry said with a chill all over his body, "Deduct points or be placed in confinement?"
But Snape smiled evilly. "No, Potter, better punishment."
A black object suddenly appeared in his hand, Harry looked carefully and found that it was... black underwear.
Harry didn't know that the underpants were originally black, or they hadn't been washed for a long time, so they became so black, anyway, they exuded a foul smell.
"I'll hang you up and put this thing in your mouth..." Snape had a malicious gleam in his eyes.
"To be honest, I always wanted to stuff it into your father's mouth, but I didn't find a chance."
"By the way, Potter, I forgot to tell you." Snape stared into Harry's eyes and said softly, "Merry Christmas!"
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