Chapter 315 Dancing

For a moment, Hermione really wanted to agree to this, and wanted Lu Yuan to regret it, but soon she realized the naivety of her thoughts, and she even made excuses for Lu Yuan's previous attitude. You know, after all, he is a fairy, how could he fall in love with me so easily.

Thinking of this, Hermione's originally flustered and confused eyes regained a glimmer of light.

"Miss Granger?" Krum didn't expect that the other party would be distracted when faced with his invitation.

"Huh?" Hermione raised her head and waved her hands quickly, "Sorry, I already have my favorite dance partner."

After saying that, Hermione passed by the other person without any nostalgia.

Time flies and five days fly by.

The Hogwarts Great Hall has been decorated hazy and dreamy.

All the students attending the prom came to the venue one after another wearing their respective dresses.

Including Harry and Ron, one of them was cramped and the other was embarrassed. Harry couldn't let go because he wasn't confident enough, while Ron was wearing a dress from the last century, which was too retro and frugal.

The two chatted awkwardly as they prepared to enter the venue.

"Have you seen Hermione?" Ron looked around.

"No, Hermione doesn't seem to be in good condition in the past few days." Harry also followed to look for traces of Hermione.

"Could it be that her favorite dance partner rejected her?" Ron guessed.

"Are you kidding? That's Hermione. As long as he nods, the boys willing to be her dance partners can be lined up from the auditorium to the bottom of the Black Lake." Harry looked like you were kidding me.

"You're right. I heard that Malfoy almost prepared to cover the entire Hogwarts with flower petals in order to ask Hermione to be his dance partner." Ron said bitterly: "Of course, if someone really refuses, "Hermione, I think that guy's brain must have been damaged by the door..."

Before Ron could finish speaking, he suddenly winced, covered his mouth and cried out in pain.

Harry looked confused, "What's wrong with you?"

Ron covered his mouth and waited for a while, then opened his tongue and said: "Medicine, the medicine has touched my tongue." (He bit his tongue!)

Harry grinned, "You should stop slandering people behind their backs, but why hasn't Hermione come yet?"

At this time, Hermione was still in the empty dormitory, looking at herself with a delicate face in the mirror. She sighed softly. She hadn't spoken to Mr. Lu Yuan for five days. She wasn't out of frustration. She really didn't know. How to face it, but at the same time, I am afraid that as soon as I open my mouth, I will be rejected again by Mr. Lu Yuan.

But deep down in her heart, Hermione still has hope. Mr. Lu Yuan has never spoken to her in the past five days. After spending nearly four years with her day and night, she has enough understanding of Lu Yuan's temper. If the other party is angry, If you leave or don't care, you won't be so silent.

And having such a reaction can only show that Mr. Lu Yuan took this matter seriously.

Although this kind of speculation based entirely on feelings is somewhat unreasonable, Hermione is willing to take it seriously.

But now that she was about to dance, she had no choice but to choose to dance with her patron saint.

You might get laughed at, but it doesn’t matter!

Just as she was about to turn around and go downstairs, little bits of silver light overflowed from her body without her control. More and more, they quickly connected together and finally formed a human shape.

Hermione's mouth opened slightly, her heart began to accelerate unsatisfactorily at this moment, and there was a faint expectation brewing in her eyes.

Under the gaze of her beautiful eyes, the figure gradually turned into Lu Yuan's appearance. Just when Hermione thought it was over, the body made of silver stars gradually became real, with a green shirt and long purple gourd hair, and an immortal appearance. Dust shines in the stars.

At this moment, Lu Yuan seemed to have disappeared from the fairy light and came to Hermione from outside the world.

Hermione opened her mouth slightly, not knowing what to say at all.

However, at this time Lu Yuan smiled gently, "Hermione, can I dance this dance with you?"

...

Soothing music echoed in the castle hall, making every little wizard who stepped into the venue uncontrollably have romantic fantasies.

The students were gradually arriving, and the dance was about to begin. Professor McGonagall had approached Harry and Ron more than once, with the purpose of course asking where Hermione was.

It took four years for the entire castle to remember Hermione and her two reckless companions.

"We don't know. Maybe she's still changing clothes or putting on makeup. After all, many people are expecting her to appear. She has to make her debut at the end." Ron started his boring fantasy again.

"I only know that if she doesn't show up, the prom will start. Are we going to let the other two schools see the joke?" As he spoke, McGonagall was already looking for Hermione's roommate, and more people had to go out to look for her.

At this moment, the voices in the room suddenly became quiet, as if someone had forcibly pressed the mute button.

Mag followed everyone's gaze and turned to look in the direction of the door.

With just one glance, she was also stunned.

In the huge auditorium, only the soothing music was still echoing, and everyone unanimously paid attention to the two people who entered the room.

Hermione, whom most wizards and wizards had been waiting for, appeared, and she did not disappoint. Her silver evening dress was as dotted with stars, and it perfectly set off the figure of a 15-year-old girl who had already begun to take shape. She was like an angel in the mortal world, tonight. The occasion fully unleashed her unearthly charm. At this moment, the little witch was breathtakingly beautiful.

However, such a dazzling female angel was holding a man's arm, but no one showed even a trace of envy towards the man.

Because the charm exuded by that man was even more dazzling than the angel in their hearts.

A straight black dress, a perfect body proportion, handsomeness is not enough to describe his appearance, everything is perfect as if he is the most outstanding work of art of the Creator.

What is more terrifying is that no one seems to think that his appearance is unreasonable, and no one can have any malice in front of him. Even his appearance, no one can remember it completely. Everyone can see it, but when they look away, even for a moment, the memory begins to blur, and they only remember that Hermione's dance partner is an equally outstanding person.

Looking at the scene where there is only surprise but no one doubts, Hermione's worries are also put down.

She knows that it is risky to let Mr. Lu Yuan show up to dance with her in such an occasion, but the desire from the girl's heart makes her selfishly hope that all this can happen.

Fortunately, Mr. Lu Yuan did not reject her.

The shock at the scene did not last too long due to Lu Yuan's intervention. The dance began and the music kept changing.

Everyone jumped happily and danced gracefully in the center of the dance floor.

But no matter how the music changed, the couple in the center of the dance floor never changed, like the moon surrounded by stars, without the need for others to give way, they were already the brightest new stars tonight.

Hermione was very happy throughout the whole process, her smile never fell, her silver bell-like laughter was more charming than the music on the dome of the hall.

Until the second half, Lu Yuan and Hermione left quietly.

The moon quietly poked its head out from behind the clouds, shyly staring at the figure below.

Walking on the castle corridor, Hermione, who had been holding back for a whole night, couldn't help asking, "Mr. Lu Yuan, why did you suddenly change your mind? I mean, you didn't seem to plan to dance with me before."

Faced with Hermione's cautiousness, Lu Yuan was much more direct. His intoxicating eyes looked at the little witch and smiled:

"Because I regret it, I want to dance with you!"

Hermione looked at Lu Yuan under the moon, feeling her cheeks getting hot. She asked tentatively, "No, not because I look like her?"

"No."

"Not because you feel sorry for me?"

"No."

"Then, then..."

In fact, Hermione's brain had forgotten to think at this point, and her eyes were red again, but this time it was because of joy.

Lu Yuan smiled and rubbed her head. He didn't say much else, just mentioned, "Grow up quickly, Hermione!"