Brother, Do You Have a Date?

The two eventually managed to shake off the crowd and rush into the Great Hall.

There were quite a few students in the Great Hall, but everyone was being rather reserved. After all, the professors were watching.

The professors' expressions varied.

Dumbledore's demand that all the teachers attend the ball... that's a bit much.

It's not that there are too many monks and not enough meat, but rather that the female teachers have no choice.

Although Dumbledore was old and physically frail, he was still considered tall among short people.

Hagrid was really tall... standing next to him, he looked like Hobbit.

No option can be selected.

Together with Professor Flitwick, he transformed into Giant again, and had to bend over to dance.

You can't choose that either.

Filch is such an oddball, and he's very close to Madam Pince.

Although there have been recent rumors that Krum Madam Pince... the two may be in a period of being single.

But I can't offend my colleagues.

You absolutely cannot choose that.

And then there's Professor Moody. Forget dancing, he'd probably be choked the moment he got close.

Besides, his legs are bad, so he's not suited for dancing.

As for Professor Snape... well, that must have some really weird tastes.

Dancing with him would probably make you dizzy from the fumes of his hair and cause you to pass out on the dance floor.

Anyone who didn't know better would think you were just too excited.

That scene was something I couldn't even imagine.

The worst choice!

After the female teachers went through the selection process, everyone suddenly realized... that the best male teacher in the teaching team was actually young William.

As for William, he had just sat down at the Ravenclaw table when Cedric forcibly dragged him away.

Phoebe had just declined Davies ' invitation from Ravenclaw and was about to say something to William when she turned around and found him gone.

She watched his retreating figure, sighed softly, and tossed her silver hair in slight distress.

Qiu secretly observed, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Cho Zhen, William's best friend and confidante, tries to suggest that he choose Phoebe as his dance partner, only to be cursed by Hermione.

She had wanted to see this iconic scene more than once.

Cedric grabbed William and dragged him toward Hufflepuff.

A group of badger cubs looked on expectantly, their eyes seeming as if... Cedric and William were about to become dance partners.

He thought for a moment, then turned and went to the Gryffindor table.

Hermione and Anne sat together, and William squeezed between them.

Anne shifted her position to one side, making room for her brother with a hint of disdain.

William picked up Hermione's rice ball and took a big bite.

The girl, unusually, remained silent, secretly glancing at William before lowering her gaze, lost in thought.

"Is there something you need, Cedric?" William asked.

"Give me some ideas," Cedric whispered. "I need to invite... Qiu."

Harry, with his sharp ears, immediately perked up and began to eavesdrop on his rivals.

That's right. Although Harry and Cedric are rivals, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.

"Just go, just say so," Anne said matter-of-factly.

"No, we can't just say it directly!" Cedric shook his head. "We need to create the right atmosphere, it needs to be a bit romantic, that will increase the chances of success."

And... how to say it needs to be carefully considered.

If Qiu agrees, what should I do? If she doesn't agree... what should I do then?

Is it relentless pursuit, or a strategy of playing hard to get...?

Cedric talked on and on, like a relationship expert.

Harry, who was eavesdropping, nodded in deep agreement.

That makes so much sense... I never imagined Cedric had gone to such lengths to understand how to woo women.

Can I borrow his book, "The Love Handbook," from the library?

If not, Harry will just smash it!

The twins walked over, George laughed, "Cedric, you're overthinking it!"

"What?"

"I'm telling you, you'll never get a girl if you keep hesitating like this," Fred said, patting Cedric on the shoulder.

"We'd better hurry up, otherwise someone else will invite Qiu ahead of time."

The same applies to other good girls; we must act quickly.

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

"Angelina," Fred answered without hesitation, without the slightest embarrassment.

"What?" Ron asked in surprise, "You've already invited her?"

"Good question." Fred snapped his fingers.

He turned his head and called out towards the other end of the table, "Hey, Angelina!"

Angelina was chatting with Alicia Spinnet when she heard the shout and looked towards Fred.

"What's wrong?" she asked loudly.

Would you like to come to the dance with me?

Angelina gave Fred a calculating look.

"Of course," she said, then turned back to continue chatting with Alicia, a faint smile on her face.

"Look!" Fred said to Cedric, "It's that simple, a piece of cake."

We must hurry, otherwise someone else will invite you first, and you'll miss your chance.

Harry looked at the twins with a puzzled expression; what they said seemed to make sense.

But Cedric's point... is also valid.

Harry was torn.

"Harry, we should take action too... invite someone." Ron said thoughtfully, "Fred is right. I don't want to end up dancing with an ugly duckling."

Some people will never get asked to dance; if we're too late, we'll have to team up with these kinds of people.

"But..." Harry hesitated.

"No buts," Ron shrugged. "Think about it, in the end, only girls like Eloise Midgen are left."

I'd rather go alone than look for her!

And I'm Champion, so I need to find a beautiful female companion...

Hermione looked up and frowned, saying, "Ron, you shouldn't talk badly about Eloise behind her back."

Her acne has improved a lot recently; she's actually quite pretty!

"Her nose is a little crooked," Ron said bluntly. "Okay, she's just ugly!"

"Oh, I see," Hermione couldn't help but scoff. "Essentially, you want to invite the prettiest girl who's willing to accept you."

Even if this person is a bad person, a complete villain?

"Hmm—yes, that's basically right," Ron said, glancing in Phoebe's direction. "As long as she's pretty, that's all that matters."

"Is this your worldview?" Hermione, as if she were seeing Ron for the first time, her face showing disgust.

"You're really disgusting... You always change my opinion of you."

She said sarcastically:

"You could write a textbook so girls can learn how to avoid making the same mistakes and date someone like you."

Ron's face turned red.

Hermione stood up, not glancing at him again, and walked haughtily out of the Great Hall.

William thought for a moment, then got up and followed him out.

But after only a few steps, Anne caught up with him.

"Anne, what's wrong with Hermione today?" William asked. "She seems to be in a terrible mood. Who upset her?"

"Who do you think it is?" Anne asked gloatingly.

"Besides you, who else could possibly mess with Hermione?"

"What's wrong with me?" William asked, looking confused.

"Go ask him yourself!" Anne shook her head. "I'm not telling you!"

"Then why are you following me?" William said irritably.

She raised her hand, grabbed her braid, shook it, smiled brightly, and suddenly asked:

"Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

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