Chapter 328 Awkward Hermione

After arriving at the auditorium, Levin did not dare to return to Ravenclaw's long table.

He knew very well that there were three girls waiting for him that he could not refuse.

Rather than getting into an embarrassing situation, it's better to leave in advance.

He turned around three times and finally came to Gryffindor's long table.

Compared to Zhang Qiu and Furong, Hermione is easier to deal with.

Hermione was sitting with Ginny now, and Levin squeezed in between them.

Ginny hurriedly moved her butt to one side to convince Levin.

Levin skillfully picked up the bread in front of Hermione and started to eat it.

The girl remained uncharacteristically silent. She glanced at Levin secretly, then lowered her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Levin didn't pay attention because his attention was focused on the discussion next to him.

Gryffindor's Lee Jordan is talking about how to successfully invite a female companion: "The atmosphere must be heightened and romantic, so that the probability of success is high.

Jordan talks endlessly, like a relationship expert.

"When you invite someone, every word is worthy of consideration. What should you do after the other party agrees? What should you do if the other party doesn't agree? What should you do? It's a stalker. Or play hard to get, both are worthy of consideration."

Harry, who was listening on the sidelines, nodded with deep understanding.

That makes so much sense...

Unexpectedly, he had already studied so deeply while chasing girls.

Harry thought again about "Zero Five Zero" when he heard the popular science from Levin in Hagrid's cabin.

Well, compared to Levin, who has a truly outstanding record, Jordan is still a little behind.

Can the library borrow "The Book of Love" written by Levin?

If not, Harry would just smash it!

Jordan's good friends, the Weasley twins, had a different opinion.

"I said, you can't catch a girl if you hesitate like this." George retorted.

"Better speed up, otherwise the good girls will be picked out." Fred added.

"So, who are you going with?" Ronald asked curiously.

"Angelina." Fred replied without hesitation and without any embarrassment.

"What?" Ronald asked in surprise, "You have invited her?"

"Good question." Fred snapped his fingers.

He turned his head and shouted across the table: "Hey, Angelina!"

Angelina was chatting with Alia Spinnet when she heard the shouting and looked over at Fred.

"What's the matter?" she asked loudly.

"Would you like to go to the dance with me?"

Angelina looked at Fred appraisingly.

"Of course." She said, then turned to continue chatting with Alia, with a faint smile on her face.

Levin noticed that George looked at Fred with a complicated expression and said nothing.

It looks like the brothers have come to terms with Fred's secret love affair.

"Look!" Fred said to Ronald, "It's that simple, a piece of cake. In short, you must hurry up, otherwise others will invite you first and you will have no chance."

"Harry, we should take action too...invite someone." Ronald said thoughtfully: "Fred is right. I don't want to end up dancing with an ugly person. Some people are sure no one will invite her. As a dance partner, if we start late, we have to team up with this kind of person."

"But..." Harry was still hesitating.

"No buts." Ronald shrugged and said, "Think about it, in the end there are only girls like Eloise Midgen left. I would rather go alone - than find her!"

"Not to mention that you are a warrior and must find a beautiful female companion...

Hermione raised her head and frowned: "Ronald, you shouldn't speak ill of Héloïse behind her back like this. Her acne has gotten much better recently, and she is actually quite beautiful!"

As Harry reconciled with Ronald, for his sake, Hermione could occasionally have a few words with Ronald.

"Her nose is a little crooked." Ronald said bluntly: "Well, she is just very cute!"

"Oh, I see." Hermione couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Fundamentally, you want to invite the most beautiful girl who is willing to accept you. Even if this person's character is not good and he is a complete bad guy?"

"Well————Yeah, that's basically correct." Ronald said, glancing in the direction of Ravenclaw's long table Hibiscus. "As long as it's pretty."

"Is this what you think?" Hermione looked disgusted as if meeting Ronald for the first time.

"Then you are really disgusting... It refreshes my view of you every time.

"You could write a textbook so girls can learn how to avoid making the same mistakes with people like you," she said wryly.

Ronald blushed.

Hermione stood up and walked proudly out of the auditorium without looking at him again.

Ginny, what happened to Hermione today?" Levin asked curiously. "She seems to have a bad temper. Who messed with her?"

"Who do you think it is?" Ginny was a little helpless, "Besides you, who else can offend Hermione?"

"What's wrong with me?" Levin was a little confused.

"I think it's better for you to ask her yourself." Ginny said carefully.

"Okay." Levin nodded, finished his lunch in a hurry, and was about to leave.

Ginny quickly caught up with him.

"What's wrong, Ginny?" Levin asked over his shoulder.

Ginny blushed with embarrassment, and after sobbing for a while she mustered up the courage to say, "Well, I just want to ask, can you dance with me on Christmas Day?"

"Does Ginny also want to be my dance partner?" Levin asked with interest.

As the youngest sister of the Weasley family grew older, her face gradually opened up, becoming a beauty.

However, unlike Hermione and Zhang Qiu, Ginny is a beauty with standard Western aesthetics. She has blond hair (red hair) and blue eyes, a good figure, enthusiasm, sincerity, and athletic talent. In ordinary youth campus movies, she is probably a cheerleader, but in horror movies The first one to die.

Levin was a little surprised that Ginny would invite him.

But the girl just shook her head: "No... I don't have that extravagant hope. I just want... if you can dance with me at that time, just one dance."

Looking at the girl's pitiful expression, she tattooed her head.

"Very good!"

Ginny happily hugged Levin and jumped away.

Looking at the girl's lively back, Levin smiled and then continued to look for Hermione.

Eventually, Levin found her in the tower's study.

He put his head into the room and saw Hermione sitting on the desk in the middle of the room, lowering her head and waving the quill on the paper intently, mumbling something.

Levin walked over and sat down next to the girl.

Hermione pretended not to notice as the pen tip flew across the paper, making a rustling sound.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he discovered that she was actually using the parchment she usually used to practice contract and curse magic.

As the president of the Erudite Society, Hermione often signs magical contracts with certain people in the society.

Although Levin's arcane magic has been taught to many people, not everyone can reveal it casually.

Levin couldn't laugh or cry: "Just because Ronald criticized Héloïse Midgen, you're going to secretly curse him?"

Hermione glared at him and retorted: "Who said I cursed him?!"

Levin smiled and reassured her: "Okay, don't be angry. I know there is something wrong with what he said, so I will find a way to punish him. How about making him unable to find a female companion?"

Hermione neither agreed nor objected, but gently put down her quill and snorted:

"Do you guys only like pretty girls? Do you think ugly girls are disgusting?"

Levin looked directly into Hermione's eyes and replied: "I didn't. Don't generalize, I'm innocent."

"Innocent?" Hermione punched the table lightly, wrinkled her delicate nose, and showed an expression of "I've seen through you":

"Forget about Senior Sister Cirilla who has already graduated. Zhang Qiu, Luna, Astoria, and that Fleur, which of these girls you know is less good-looking..."

"Forget it for them. Many of those girls who surround you and invite you to the dance are very pretty, right?"

"Tsk tsk... When I passed by, I just took a few glances. There were several girls, and I thought they were beautiful."

She said sourly: "Are you spoiled for choice?"

Levin sighed slightly.

He finally understood that Ronald's words didn't mean anything - she no longer cared about Ronald.

Even the threats from other girls around Levin couldn't make Hermione angry. After all, everyone was familiar with her. If Hermione couldn't accept it, she would have been full of anger.

The witches who had surrounded Levin before were the focus of Hermione's anger.

After all, among all the warriors, Hermione is the one who attracts the most attention.

As the champion of Hogwarts and the first place winner in the last game, she needs to be the first lead dancer in the first dance.

Levin smiled softly: "You said it, I do think of a few beautiful witches... What are their names?"

Hermione pretended not to care, but she couldn't hide the jealousy in her heart. She wrote with a little more strength on the parchment, almost scratching it, as if she was using it to vent her anger.

Levin suddenly moved closer, trying to peek at the contents of the long parchment.

Hermione reacted immediately, tightly protecting the parchment with her hands, and said with a flushed face: "Don't look! You are not allowed to look!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Levin's mouth, and he joked: "Did the paper only say 'Levin is the big bad guy'? I thought you would go further, like a philandering carrot or something?"

Hermione angrily lay on the table, raised her head, and glared at him: "You are such a playboy!"

Levin was about to reach out to grab the parchment, but Hermione nimbly dodged his attack and even took the opportunity to bite his wrist.

Feeling the touch of the small tiger teeth on his wrist, Levin thought of something and looked up.

Sure enough, Hermione was wearing a pair of fluffy cat ears at this time, and a pair of tails behind her buttocks were swinging back and forth flexibly. No wonder she reacted so quickly.

But Levin was not to be outdone. He quickly reached out and grabbed the two tails, and scratched the base of the tail directly.

This is Nekomata's G-spot that Levin discovered while helping Hermione practice Animagus skills for a long time.

Sure enough, the vital part 4.6 was attacked. Hermione's whole body was shocked, and a feeling of relief went up from her tailbone, making her almost paralyzed in Levin's arms.

The parchment also fell into Levin's hands.

Hermione snorted in annoyance and struggled to run away, but Levin casually put the parchment back on the table, then hugged the little cat girl from behind and took a deep breath next to her furry ears.

Hermione's body stiffened slightly and her breathing became a little rapid.

Levin leaned close to her ear and whispered: "Hermione, on the day of the Yule Ball, I would like to ask you to be my companion for the first song. Are you willing?"

"Is it just the first song?" Hermione was a little dissatisfied.

Levin saw this and shook his head.

It seems that something must be done.

So, the hand placed on the base of the tail began to stroke it again.

Hermione suddenly couldn't hold on anymore and leaned against Levin's chest, feeling the two cat tails sliding back and forth in each other's palms. The strong touch made her close her eyes and bite her lips lightly.

"Ju... actually asked me this question while touching my... tail... It's too foul... eh eh..."

"So, what's your answer?" Levin didn't stop at her accusation.

Suddenly, Hermione's whole body suddenly became tense, and she leaned back, her spine fighting like a stretched bow.

After a while, she slowly slumped down, lay weakly in Levin's arms, and hummed softly: "Levin, I do."