Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"One two three...One two three..."

After changing the costumes for the ball, Iger and Hermione did a simple ballroom dance. When Iger was praised by Hermione for his talent in dancing, he was pushed and shoved out of the room by the little girl.

The door closed with a bang, and Iger looked at his watch blindly.

At this time, there were still about two hours before the party started, and Hermione told her that makeup was needed.

God, it takes two hours for a woman to put on makeup?

This is the first time Iger really felt the helplessness of the majority of male compatriots in his past and present lives.

Perhaps because of Iger, Krum did not come to invite Hermione to be his dance partner. Think about it, unless he really feels that he has lived too long and wants to take Karkaroff to the underworld together , otherwise he would have no reason to do so.

Throughout Hogwarts, anyone with eyes can see the relationship between the two, as well as the little ambiguity between Iger and the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

Unlike Iger, who was a little lazy because of waiting, Ron at this time can be said to be resurrected with full blood-when he reluctantly changed into the dress bought by Mrs. Weasley, the twins As expected, they jumped out and made fun of him, and after taking a few photos as a souvenir, the two took out the evening dresses they had prepared for Ron in Ron's 'touched' eyes.

"Brown, I don't like it very much." Although he was dying of happiness in his heart, Ron still complained.

"Don't complain, it matches your hair color very well, and at least it's new, and it doesn't have lace, why don't we take it back?" Fred lazily leaned on the sofa and waited for Angelina.

Ron stopped talking immediately, and quickly went back to the room to put on a new dress.

"Iger's dress looks better..." Harry looked at Iger's evening gown in a daze.

Iger opened his arms and glanced at the dress on his body. The flame-like pattern on the deep black dress was particularly eye-catching, coupled with the golden-red single-room cape on the shoulders and the high boots on the feet, at this time Iger looks like a noble little prince, full of style.

"Your ones are also good." Iger replied subconsciously.

Harry's dress was dark green,

It was the same color as Snape's dress, but Harry's dress looked great with his dark green pupils.

"By the way, has Ron invited anyone?" Iger asked.

"I'm invited...it's Padma." Harry nodded.

"Slap what?" Iger was taken aback.

"Parvati's sister, Ravenclaw's classmate, Padma, God, you should really memorize the names of your classmates." Harry looked at Iger and smiled.

"The Indian twins?" Iger nodded, probably understanding.

It seems that these two people are here in the original book? The difference though is that Harry invited Ginny...

Suddenly, Iger stretched out his elbow and yelled at Harry: "Look, the famous Harry Potter and his girlfriend have come out."

With lazy emphasis, Iger imitated Malfoy and laughed.

At the door of the girls' dormitory, Ginny was wearing a fiery red dress, looking at Harry with a flushed face.

Harry didn't care about Iger's words, in fact he didn't know what expression to make now.

Because of the economic conditions of the Weasley family, although little Ginny is very cute, she has never paid much attention to her dress. Even though Iger and Harry had said that Ginny was his future wife, but she has been acting as a wife for so long. For a straight man of steel who had never been in a relationship, Harry really didn't pay much attention to Ginny.

Harry didn't realize how beautiful Ginny was until today.

To put it simply, there are two years in Harry's brain now: good-looking, want to go to...

The simplest and straightforward love from an adolescent boy...

The long red hair was simply put on the fiery red skirt, and Ginny was as charming as an elf walking out of the flames.

"The style of this dress...it looks familiar..." Iger obviously didn't pay attention to Ginny's face.

"Thanks to Miss Smith for the advice." Fred muttered in a low voice, "Otherwise I almost picked a black silk one..."

Iger: "..."

As a brother, this kind of brother should be broken by his sister, right?

Can it be considered an orthopedic romance?

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but today's boys seem a little embarrassed..." George grinned.

"Adolescence... It's a kind of commotion..." Iger sneered, "For boys who have never been in a relationship, things like proms are really a bit..."

Ron had already changed into his gown, and was waiting for everyone to go to the auditorium together. He didn't have the courage to wander around in a gown and robes alone, even though he was also a Gryffindor.

The boys were all squirming in the lounge, and Dean looked very excited, and he invited Parvati, which happened to be the time when Ron was going to invite Parvati, but Parvati hesitated between the two For a long time, I still chose Dean, but I introduced my sister to Ron as a partner...

"We invited the most beautiful girl in the whole grade!" Dean murmured excitedly as he watched Ron.

"Emmm...it's okay..." Ron sighed. Compared with Fu Rong, he still felt dissatisfied. As the saying goes, a bitch is hypocritical, and he has such a mentality at this time.

"The most beautiful girl?" Iger raised his eyebrows: "It's hard to say..."

"Oh... come on Iger." Dean said with a smile: "Hermione may be the smartest and strongest, but she is definitely not the most beautiful, unless you include Professor Smith."

Regarding the little ambiguity between Iger and Aisha, the students around all had a tacit attitude, and it would not be out of line to make fun of it at this time.

"She will surprise you." Iger grinned, and just as he was talking, Parvati came out of the girls' dormitory, wearing a traditional Indian dress, behind him was the expressionless Yu Mengyu and the joyful Angie Lina.

"It looks like you can go first, I'll wait for Hermione here." Iger sent a few people away and waited quietly in the lounge.

The few people didn't wait for Hermione anymore. In fact, they didn't have much expectations for Hermione's appearance. Only Iger sat quietly on the soft chair in the lounge, listening to the ticking sound of the grandfather clock by the fireplace, quietly waiting for Hermione.

Finally, when the hands of the clock stopped at 7:40, the face of Iger, who was squinting his eyes and was about to fall asleep, was warm, and he struggled to open his sleepy eyes, and a beautiful and delicate face appeared in front of Iger .

Hermione's soft little hands touched Iger's face, her cheeks were reddish, her originally disheveled hair was now smooth and shiny, Hermione tied her hair in a bun behind her head, with a slight curl, Hermione's face With delicate light makeup, her two bright eyes shone like stars.

After removing the large bundle of books that she carried on her body every day, Hermione's body looked much taller, and her temperament was also confident and elegant.

She is wearing an elegant black dress, which is different from the two dresses she picked before, but it looks more luxurious and elegant than those two dresses, and she also wears a black and gold striped shawl on her shoulders, which looks similar to Iger's The dress is like a couple's outfit.

"How do I look...?" Hermione smiled at the corner of her mouth, looking at Iger with some embarrassment, it was the first time she was dressed so formally.

Swallowing, Iger dryly glanced at the grandfather clock on the wall.

"It's seven forty-five...the banquet starts at eight..." Iger sighed melancholy: "It's too late, let's go tonight..."

Hermione froze for a moment, a little unresponsive, and then her face turned red, and pinched Iger's waist angrily: "Smelly rascal."

Iger sighed: "At that moment just now, I almost cast a forbidden spell, and I just wanted to stop time completely in my head."

Hermione's face was red. Although what the scumbag said may not be true, it sounds really comfortable...