Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

Hermione, sitting next to Ron, burst out laughing in exasperation upon hearing his words.

But at that moment, Ron and Harry were too oblivious to realize that there was a problem.

Hermione said in a cryptic tone, "You have such good eyesight, should I thank you?"

Ron said casually, "Ahem, how about this, you choose one of the two of us."

"After all, it's not a big deal for boys not to have dance partners, but it's really sad for girls not to."

Hermione turned her head to look:

"sorrow?"

"I'm not going alone. Believe it or not, someone has already invited me!"

"And I agreed!"

Just then, the school bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.

Hermione slammed her hand on the table, turned around, and left.

Ron and Harry were both taken aback when they saw the man's back.

"No way?"

"Liar."

"Hermione can still get invited?"

"may be."

"Listen, Harry, we need to step up our game."

"Tonight, before we go back to the dorm, we all need to find our dance partners, okay?"

"it is good!"

The two walked out of the classroom.

"Is it snowing again?"

"After all, it's almost Christmas, and it should snow soon."

"Go Ron!"

"Go Harry!"

The two, who had made solemn vows, met again as night fell.

Harry, holding the golden egg, exuded an aura of melancholy.

Ron was in an even worse situation; he had to be helped in by Ginny and her classmates.

And as Ginny walked, she kept comforting him, "It's okay, Ron, relax."

"It's really nothing."

Ron forced a smile:

"I'm fine, Ginny, you guys go back now."

When only the two of them remained in the common room.

The two poor bastards looked at each other.

Harry spoke first:
"I randomly picked one, but I was rejected."

Ron: "I wasn't rejected, but I ran away before anyone could answer."

"He ran too fast and fell into the water."

"I've become the laughing stock of the entire college."

"Harry, I'm really not cut out for this. Just kill me, I'm too tired."

After they finished complaining to each other, they both sighed heavily.

The thought of the Christmas party starting tomorrow is giving me a headache.

And at this time.

The twins who had greeted Harry earlier passed by again in the hallway outside the common room.

Harry's eyes lit up when he saw this, and he grabbed Ron and followed.

And so, the two found their dance partners on the last day before the Christmas ball.

A dance partner I don't know very well, or even whose name I don't know.

The Christmas party on the second day arrived as scheduled.

Inside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the figures who were originally wearing magic robes have all changed into their own different evening gowns.

Students who didn't usually stand out suddenly became much prettier.

In the Gryffindor common room.

Ron was putting on the evening gown in front of the mirror.

He was chanting "God" as he put it on.

"Oh my God, oh my God!"

"These clothes!!!"

"It's so ugly!"

That's when Harry pushed the door open and came in.

Ron stared wide-eyed at Harry, who was dressed in a black tuxedo: "Harry, what is that?"

Harry looked at himself: "No problem, what's wrong?"

"What are you doing?"

"My formal robe?"

"I mean, Harry, why don't yours have any lace? No big collar?"

"And it doesn't have this ugly hem yet?"

Ron pointed to himself as he spoke.

Harry looked him up and down.

"Um, Ron, maybe yours is more retro, no, more traditional."

Ron looked helpless: "Tradition? Please, Harry, I'm not stupid."

"This style is from a hundred years ago. I've seen them wearing this in murals."

"I feel like an old spinster right now, and..."

Ron sniffed the clothes, and his face turned even uglier.

"And this smell... I think I'm rotting away, Harry."

Looking at himself in the mirror, Ron wailed again.

"Kill me, Harry, please."

Ron felt a little better when Harry dragged him to the Great Hall.

Because some professors also wear similar formal attire.

"Hermione, have you seen her?"

Harry shook his head: "No, I've already looked all over."

Ron nodded: "Poor thing, she's probably hiding in her room crying all by herself."

Harry: "Who?"

Ron: "Hermione, of course."

"Otherwise, why didn't she reveal who her dance partner was by the afternoon?"

"She's probably afraid of making us laugh, because nobody invited her at all."

"Ahem, actually, if she weren't so proud, I really wouldn't mind."

As the two were talking, the twin sisters also came over.

Ron was once again looked down upon because of the clothes he was wearing.

But just then, Professor McGonagall walked over:
"Harry, are you and your partner ready for the dance?"

Harry was taken aback: "Prepare what?"

Professor McGonagall replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, it's dancing."

"According to the rules of the Goblet of Fire, every warrior must lead the dance with his partner, and the four of you are in the front positions."

"It's a tradition of the ball, I told you."

Harry's face darkened: "No, Professor McGonagall, you don't."

"No? Didn't I tell you that we danced together during the lessons?"

“No, no, no, Professor McGonagall, you were dancing with Ron.”

"Oh, really? Now that you know, get ready."

After speaking, Professor McGonagall looked at Ron.

"As for you, Mr. Weasley, your clothes remind me of my father, a long-lost memory."

After speaking, Professor McGonagall walked over to the other warriors.

Cedric was wearing a suit, and Zhang Qiu was wearing a silver cheongsam beside him.

At that moment, most people at the entrance of the auditorium looked up at the steps.

Even the twins beside Harry and Ron were no exception.

"She's so beautiful!"

"What a nice view."

"Who is this?"

When Harry and Ron turned around, they saw a figure carrying a skirt as she walked down the stairs.

Who else could it be but Hermione?

However, at this moment, Hermione is more like a princess.

At that moment, a figure that no one expected strode forward.
He stretched out his arm and let Hermione put it on.

It's obvious that this is Hermione's dance partner.

Krum wearing a red formal suit.

After witnessing this scene, Harry and Ron's expressions changed repeatedly.

"Hermione?"

"What 'He'?"

Hermione!

"Hermione what?"

"I said, this is Hermione!"

Hermione Granger!

The twins on the other side also spoke up in surprise:
"So Hermione? With Krum?"

Ron shook his head with his eyes closed: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

As he said this, Ron's expression was extremely complicated. Hearing the gasps of surprise from the two of them and the people around him, Ron already knew that he hadn't seen wrong.

The two, having come to terms with reality, exchanged a glance and both looked like losers.

Hermione, who placed her hand on the back of Krum's hand, had a smile on her face that Harry and Ron had never seen before.

As the music began, the dance commenced.

At first, there were only four warriors and their dance partners.

Then came Dean Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, followed by Karkaroff and his dance partner.

The number of people grew until the entire auditorium was filled with an elegant ball.

Some people dance to enjoy themselves.

Some dancing is just mechanical repetition.

Ron watched Hermione dancing in sync with Krum, and he swore he had never seen her like this before.

So after the opening dance ended.

Ron and Harry both stopped.

The entire auditorium was then divided in two.

Half of them are people dancing and reveling, immersed in the music.

Half of them were four people sitting at the dining table.

Although it's said to be four people, it should actually be two.

The other two twins wanted to join them, but Harry and Ron both refused.

Ron looked at Krum, who was wearing a red tuxedo:

"He looks like an idiot."

Harry nodded:

"And Hermione, I knew she couldn't have gone to the library just to read."

That's the time.

"Lonely lady, may we dance together?"

Harry was taken aback when he saw his dance partner being invited by someone else.

Then I heard my dance partner reply, "Don't even mention one song, ten songs are fine too."

Watch the two people leave.

Ron's dance partner turned around angrily to look at him: "You really don't want to invite me to dance?"

Ron shook his head, which angered the man so much that he turned and left.

A short while later, because a song had ended.

Most of them just ate, drank, and rested in a scattered manner.

Krum pulled Hermione along as well.

And so, with both of them watching, Krum kissed Hermione's hand and left.

Hermione covered her flushed cheeks and sat down in the chair next to Harry with a big smile.

"It's so hot!"

"This is the first time I've ever been so excited to dance."

As she spoke, Hermione looked at the two of them.

"Victor went to get drinks, want to come along later?"

Ron shook his head: "No, no, no, we won't disturb your good time."

Hermione leaned forward, her gaze passing over Harry to look at Ron:

What's wrong with you now?

"I'm crazy?"

Ron turned to the side.

"He belongs to Durmstrang, you're helping the enemy!"

Hermione burst out laughing in exasperation upon hearing this reason.

"Huh? Helping the enemy?"

"Who wanted his autograph when the World Cup started?"

"It's you, Ron!"

"Professor McGonagall has also said that the purpose of this ball is to promote cooperation among the three magic schools."

"And this way you can also make new friends."

Ron looked in Krum's direction: "I think he wants more than just to make friends!"

Hermione wanted to speak, but Harry raised his hand to block them both.

This person stood up and pulled his chair away.

Make way.

"Alright, you two, now your spittle has nothing to do with me."

"And this way we're closer, let's continue."

Harry was no longer in their way.

Hermione and Ron just stared at each other.

After a brief standoff, Hermione stood up, looking utterly disappointed.

After walking a distance, he turned back to look at Ron.

He seemed to want to say something, but held back and finally just shook his head and walked towards Krum.

When the ball was completely over, Krum left with the rest of Durmstrang.

As most people left.

Ron, who had been hiding in the corner, finally couldn't resist and came over.

He walked up to Hermione.

He's using you!

"How dare you say that?"

"Besides, I can take care of myself."

"That's hard to say, he's quite old!"

"After all, he's eighteen, no, nineteen?"

"I heard that they all..."

Hermione, furious, quickened her pace and walked outside.
"So, Ron? That's what you think?"

The two argued all the way from the auditorium into the corridor.

That's how I feel.

"So you must know what to do, right, Ron?"

"What do you mean?"

Hermione stopped, took two steps forward, and then suddenly turned around.

As a result, Ron thought Hermione was leaving again, so he followed her very closely.

This resulted in the two of them coming face to face at close range.

Ron asked again, puzzled:

"What should we do?!"

Hermione stared intently at the man and said, word by word:
"If there's a next time, then be brave, be even braver!"

Invite me before others do, don't wait until the last minute to remember me.

“I’m not an unwanted dance partner, Ron!!!”

Ron, seeing the tears that had appeared on Hermione's face without her noticing, took a step back, at a loss for what to do.

Hermione, who was crying, looked at Harry on the other side and roared as well:
"And you're Harry too."

"No one will wait for you in the same place. What were you doing in the very beginning?"

"You two cowards."

After saying that, Hermione raised her head, took two deep breaths, and then whispered:

"Fine, you two go back to sleep."

Ron pulled the bewildered Harry back up the steps, turning around and muttering to himself as they walked:
"Women are truly more terrifying as they get older."

"What exactly happened here?"

Hear this.

Hermione, who had finally calmed down, broke down and shouted at Ron's retreating back:

"Ron, you've ruined everything!"

After saying that, Hermione sat down on the steps and started crying.

Ron and Harry, who turned around and saw this scene, did not leave.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Ron pulled Harry to a stop.

The two saw a figure sitting on the steps, crying for some unknown reason.

The yellow light in the corridor stretched Hermione's trembling figure long.

Both of them had a feeling when they saw this scene.

That means I did something wrong.

And I missed something too.

Unfortunately, once it's missed, it's missed; there's no going back.

but…………

This is a magical world where life might be able to start over.

For example, the dream of wealth and glory!
"This is fucking exhausting! I told you I'm not good at this kind of thing!"

"Now that you know you were wrong, let's go!"

Looking at the baby who appeared out of nowhere and uttered those words.

Harry and Ron then realized where the problem had been.

That is, Cheng Xiao doesn't exist in this world.

Whether it was the dance just now or anything else, it was always four warriors.

However, the reality is that there is a fifth warrior.

That is, after the two realized this biggest problem.

Cheng Xiao, who appeared out of nowhere, leaped up and grabbed the shoulders of the two of them.

He fell backward. (End of Chapter)