Elwyn pulled Hagrid away, not caring what he was missing.
He was sure that no matter what Rita Skeeter said, he would not like it.
This woman only knew how to spread rumors. Whether it was good or bad publicity, it was not what Elwyn wanted to see.
He needed to keep a low profile now. He did not want to attract the attention of Rita and the Death Eaters when Lord Voldemort was about to return.
Think about it, the first match had been over for so long, and the Hogwarts Magic Newspaper had already published the news about the match, but Rita Skeeter and the Daily Prophet were not anxious at all.
It was obvious that their focus was not on the match at all.
Elwyn was not going to give Rita Skeeter a chance to spread rumors. Talking to her like Hagrid was suicidal.
When Elwyn told Harry, Ron and Hermione about this, the three of them agreed with Elwyn's point of view.
"You're right, Elwyn. She will distort everything Hagrid says," Harry said worriedly.
"Hopefully Hagrid did not illegally import those fried tail snails and other things," Hermione said.
They looked at each other. This was exactly what Hagrid would do.
He could not get those fire crabs through proper channels. They were a magical species protected by Fiji's Ministry of Magic.
"Don't worry, Hagrid has caused a lot of trouble in the past. Dumbledore never fired him," Ron comforted, "I think the worst is that Hagrid has to get rid of the fried tail snails. I'm sorry, did I say the worst? I meant the best. "
Everyone laughed and felt a lot more cheerful.
Then, Elwyn lowered his head to study the ancient magic text again. Hermione also took out a pile of parchment paper and started to write and draw.
After Harry and Ron finished their homework, they picked up Fred and George's fake wands and started to fight.
They fought fiercely, and a bunch of people gathered around to watch and laugh.
Professor Meg informed everyone that they had to gather in the common room at eight, so no one ran around.
"Potter! Weasley! "Professor Meg said angrily as he walked into the common room," What are you doing?! "
Both of them looked up in surprise. Ron was holding a tin-plated parrot in his hand, and Harry was holding a rubberized black-striped cod.
"Can't you act your age?" Professor Meg glanced at them angrily.
Just then, the head of Harry's codfish fell to the floor silently. Ron's parrot had cut it off with its beak.
They both looked up at Professor McGonagall in fear.
"Sit down over there. I have something to say to everyone." Professor Meg glared at them again and turned to the rest of the people in the common room. "Maybe you all know that the Christmas ball is coming! It's a traditional part of the Top Three Competition, and it's a great opportunity for us to socialize with our foreign guests. Yes, the ball is only open to students above grade four, but if you want, you can invite a junior student. "
Elwyn blinked and turned to look at Hermione. Hermione didn't look at him.
She stared at Professor Meg in a daze. She didn't even notice that the parchment in her hand had fallen to the floor.
Elwyn also put down the parchment full of ancient magic words. He looked at Hermione for a while and suddenly felt a little nervous.
As it was December, the Christmas ball had been put on the agenda.
Everyone needed to find their own dance partner. Normally, the boys would invite the girls, but Elwyn didn't seem to be qualified.
He was only in grade three and belonged to the junior class. If he wasn't invited, he couldn't go to the ball at all.
So, would Hermione invite him?
After hearing Professor Meg's words, the common room suddenly became excited.
Everyone was mumbling to themselves, especially the girls. Many of them were giggling in an ear-piercing manner.
"You have to wear your gowns." Professor Meg was a little dissatisfied with everyone's reaction, but she didn't stop them. She continued, "The ball will be held in the hall at eight o 'clock on Christmas night and will end at midnight. Listen. "
She paused for a moment and looked at everyone calmly.
"The Christmas ball will undoubtedly give us a chance to relax and relax," she said in a disapproving tone.
The girls, especially Lavender Brown, laughed even harder. She covered her mouth with her hand to prevent the sound from coming out.
Professor Meg's hair was always tied up in a tight bun. She seemed to have never let her hair down.
Everyone was imagining how she would look when she let her hair down!
"Hmph, but that doesn't mean!" Professor Meg continued, "We will relax the behavior requirements for Hogwarts students. If any of Gryffindor's students embarrass the school in any way, I will be very sad."
Then, she ignored the messy common room and waved at Ron.
"Weasley, come here. I have something to say to you."
She led Ron out to an empty corridor.
Although they were here, they could still hear the excited shouts coming from inside.
Ron stared at Professor Meg nervously, not knowing what she was going to say to him.
"Weasley, the warriors have their own partners!" Professor Meg said, "You must invite a partner."
"Partner?!" Ron was shocked. "What partner? I don't dance!"
"Don't be silly. You must dance!" Professor Meg said irritably. "I was going to tell you that. According to tradition, the ball is opened by the warriors and their partners. You must find yourself a partner, Weasley!"
"I'm not going to dance!"
"You must dance. It's tradition!" Professor Meg said firmly. She said in an unquestionable tone, "You are a warrior of Hogwarts. As a representative of the school, you must do what everyone expects. You must find yourself a partner. That's all. Go back! "
When Ron came back, everyone was still talking about it.
Everyone was very excited. They talked about the Christmas ball and their partners. Everyone was choosing their own targets.
Elwyn, who was not qualified to invite others, could only sit there. He hoped that Hermione would invite him.
Hermione did not seem to have that intention. Or rather, she did not intend to invite Elwyn when there were so many people.
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