Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

Harry didn't speak.

There are many things he cannot understand, but he feels that everything up to now has been his choice.

After that, Harry rejected many invitations from girls to be his dance partner.

The twins and Ron both took the time to ask him if he needed help, but Harry refused.

He didn't seem to be prepared. For some reason, Harry didn't want to let Hermione be his dance partner.

But Harry didn't make any other efforts.

He looked at all the girls in the hall, among them there were even Mei-Wai hybrids like Fleur and Kathleen, and girls like Johanna who were even more beautiful than the Mei-Wai, but Harry didn't have the slightest idea of ​​wanting them to be his dance partners.

"That's not bad..."

So Harry thought this way and felt that things would pass soon.

Until Malfoy came to them and extended an invitation to Hermione.

"Can you be my dance partner, Hermione?"

He looked well-groomed, and he was a very handsome boy in every aspect. Moreover, Malfoy now did not want to be as innocent and stupid as when he first entered Hogwarts. Harry could clearly feel the girls around him. His eyes were very hot when he looked at Malfoy.

Of course Malfoy only had eyes for Hermione.

Hermione just shook her head: "If you really want to, then help Harry find a dance partner first."

Hermione said and glanced at Harry with a smile.

Harry sighed helplessly: "I haven't thought about it yet..."

Malfoy shook his head in ecstasy. He looked at Harry and shook his head: "No, you don't have to think about it, I will find you the best dance partner!"

Then he actually turned around and walked to the long Slytherin table. He didn't know what he said, but two Slytherin girls followed him.

"Choose one, Harry, they are all willing to be your dance partners."

Harry shook his head: "Thank you, but no need."

Malfoy was stunned for a moment.

Then the two Slytherin girls next to him stepped on Malfoy hard and turned around to leave.

Malfoy grinned in pain and looked at Harry with a confused face: "Why? You already have someone you like?"

Harry shook his head.

Malfoy was angry: "Then why are you unwilling? They have rejected many invitations from boys..."

Harry shook his head: "I don't know either."

Malfoy fell silent.

He glanced across the entire hall: "You want Johanna to be your dance partner? Don't even think about it, she must have agreed to Lu Ke."

Hermione shook her head: "What if not?"

Malfoy shook his head: "Then Lu Ke has already found another dance partner. Anyone he wants can be there."

Harry shook his head: "Don't worry about me."

Malfoy sneered: "For you, I do it for Hermione."

He turned around and looked at Hermione: "You see, Hermione, I can't help it at all. It's his fault. Can you change..."

Hermione shook her head: "Then why can't you find someone else as your dance partner?"

Malfoy shook his head. He turned to look at Harry, and then nodded firmly: "I will find a dance partner you absolutely cannot refuse!"

Then he left.

Harry looked at Hermione: "Aren't you worried about what he will do?"

Hermione smiled and shook her head: "What can he do?"

Harry shook his head, and for some reason, he also laughed.

…

Harry and Hermione went to see Hagrid together. They were worried about Rita Skeeter's interview.

But what the two heard after they passed was good news. Rita Skeeter's target was Harry, and she worked very hard to shape Harry into a juvenile delinquent.

But Hagrid, who never told lies, told the truth honestly, and in the end Rita Skeeter could only leave with a disappointed look on her face.

Harry imagined the expression on that fat face and couldn't help but smile.

"Are you going to the dance?"

Harry asked curiously.

Hagrid nodded, a little excited.

After that, the school became more and more obviously full of Christmas atmosphere, and there were rumors about the dance everywhere. Some said that Dumbledore had invited the famous band The Weird Sisters, and some said that Dumbledore had bought eight hundred Barrel flavored honey beer.

Harry didn't know that those were real, but the lessons were real.

Even though there are so many distractions, they still have to go to class.

Harry could only see Ron during class, and whenever this happened he would complain that the professor was too serious and had too much homework.

Harry could only smile helplessly: "You can ask someone for help."

Then Ron would shake his head: "Kathleen won't help me with my homework."

Harry glanced warily at Hermione, but Hermione didn't seem to care at all.

They liked Charms class the most, because no one was interested in class, and Professor Flitwick just let them move around freely.

After the Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall kept all the Gryffindors extra. They all practiced dancing to soft music before dinner. Those who did not have a dance partner were randomly assigned by the professor to practice with partners, and McGonagall The professor asked Hermione to join Harry without a second thought.

Harry felt that this was a more difficult battle than facing the fire dragon. He stepped on Hermione's foot once, and Harry instantly felt that his face was about to burn.

But Hermione just screamed softly, she didn't laugh at Harry, and the scream was drowned in the other screams.

…

Christmas is getting closer.

The entire Hogwarts is striving to make the castle look more beautiful than ever before, so that guests from far away can experience what a truly amazing magic school is like.

Everyone is working hard, even the house elves have thoroughly studied French cuisine and local specialties in Provence with the help of Lu Ke, but they still know nothing about the specific location of Durmstrang.

Although Fleur still often found fault with the food at Hogwarts, no one else had any reason to say anything bad about it.

Christmas draws closer day by day until it finally arrives.

When Harry woke up in the morning, he looked confused. He felt that Christmas was like an uninvited guest that shouldn't be here.

And there was indeed an uninvited guest in front of him, and that was Dobby.

He came to give Harry a Christmas present.

Harry was happy that Dobby was coming, even though he had no presents ready.

However, Harry came up with a quick idea and gave Dobby a sock that he had never worn.

Dobby was so moved by this gift that he almost cried.

The gift he gave Harry was a sock he knitted himself. When Harry put the sock on, Dobby was so excited that he almost cried.

This was the second time in just a few moments.

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