The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

The boys and girls in their adolescence, with their excess hormones, fill the entire campus with the pink atmosphere of romance.

Of course, Scott, Fleur, and Krum, as the Triwizard Tournament Warriors, are still the most watched people during this period.

Everyone is concerned about whether the three of them have chosen a dance partner, and who they have chosen.

Scott is also facing the dilemma of choosing a dance partner.

He often encountered girls in different places who wanted to be his dance partners.

Most girls wouldn't invite him directly; they would just pretend to bump into him, greet him, and give him a beautiful smile.

More daring girls will introduce themselves and try to chat with him.

Clearly, they all wanted Scott to speak up and invite them.

But Scott remained silent.

Of course, there were also girls who boldly invited him out, and some even confessed their feelings directly, but Scott politely declined them all.

What are you thinking?

Roger asked him, puzzled.

"Are you planning to invite Furong?"

He touched his chin.

"As far as I know, Furong does not have a dance partner yet. If it were you, you might actually succeed."

Scott thought about it and realized it was indeed a good option.

Choosing to dance with Furong is undoubtedly the easiest option.

Because he was certain that there was no attraction between him and the other person, he avoided some subsequent troubles.

So the next time they met in front of the brewery, Scott tried to invite Fleur out.

“Beautiful Miss Delacour.”

Scott followed procedure and gave a polite, slight bow.

Furong turned around and looked at him with some surprise.

Krum, who was also present, stopped and glanced sideways.

Scott continued, seemingly oblivious to the fact that, "I wonder if I could have the honor of inviting you to be my dance partner?"

"I refuse."

got rejected.

Scott wasn't annoyed; instead, he smiled slightly.

"Can I ask why?"

"Because of your eyes."

Furong raised an eyebrow.

“You’re looking at me calmly, Scott. I can tell you don’t have any special feelings for me.”

Scott looked at her calmly. "I just wanted to invite you to be my prom partner."

"I know." Furong gave an obviously fake smile.

Scott looked puzzled. "It seems you understand. Isn't this better? By choosing me, you won't have to worry about what happens after the prom. Rejecting romantic advances is also a hassle, isn't it?"

Furong's face turned cold. "Oh, you invited me because you were afraid of trouble? Then why didn't you invite Viktor?"

"..."

Scott was taken aback.

He shrugged. "I think people definitely wouldn't like to see two boys dancing together."

"I won't agree either."

Krum, who was unfortunately shot nearby, couldn't help but speak up.

Scott smiled apologetically at Krum, then looked regretfully at Fleur.

He explained, “I’m sorry, as far as I know, you’ve received many invitations, but you haven’t decided on a dance partner yet. I thought we would have the same idea.”

"Really."

Furong raised her hand to her forehead, seemingly both amused and exasperated.

She said with dissatisfaction, "You boys completely don't understand girls' desire for romance."

"Including you?" Scott was a little surprised. "I thought someone with so many admirers like you would have gotten tired of that already."

Furong pouted, "It would be a bit annoying under normal circumstances, but this is a Christmas dance party held because of the Triwizard Tournament! It only happens once in our student life! Don't you feel the atmosphere at school?"

Although Scott didn't feel that this was any different from Christmas in previous years, he quickly changed his tune.

"Then I wish you a speedy encounter with the romance you desire, of course, before Christmas."

After saying that, he walked towards his cabin, and at the same time began to think again about who he should invite to be his dance partner.

But to his surprise, at that moment, Furong suddenly changed her mind.

"Fine, I'll agree to be your dance partner, Scott."

"Ok?"

Scott turned around quickly.

Furong said in a very helpless tone, "You're right, choosing you will save me a lot of trouble."

Scott laughed. "So... what are your expectations for romance?"

Furong shook her head and sighed, "I've thought about it carefully, and there isn't a single boy in this school who can make my heart flutter. Forget it, I'm not expecting anything anymore."

This girl, who was always as proud as a swan, stopped putting on airs and, quite unusually, revealed a more ordinary side of herself in front of Scott and Krum.

Both boys looked surprised by her reaction.

"What are you all surprised about?" Furong asked, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.

Scott and Krum both shook their heads.

“It’s nothing,” Scott said with a smile.

“I know what you’re thinking.” Hibiscus rolled her eyes inelegantly. “I also know my usual behavior… well, maybe a little annoying, but that’s necessary.”

"I understand, I understand, I can understand."

Scott nodded repeatedly, thinking to himself, "You're more than just a little annoying."

But it's understandable, really.

This girl has already grown up to be beautiful enough to be used as a weapon. If she were to have a better personality, wouldn't she attract even more suitors?

While being admired by others isn't necessarily a bad thing, it's not always a good thing either.

"never mind."

Furong quickly reverted to her usual "annoying" demeanor.

"Anyway, you're my dance partner for the Christmas ball, Scott."

She suddenly smiled maliciously.

"I will announce this news soon, and you will have to bear the consequences."

Scott's eyes widened upon hearing this.

Failed.

He mimicked Furong's earlier gesture, raising his hand to his forehead.

This was a real miscalculation.

He chose to invite Furong as his dance partner to avoid some trouble.

But he seemed to have forgotten that Furong's numerous admirers might cause him even more trouble because of this...

No matter how you look at it, it's Roger's fault.

Scott didn't want to admit his mistake, so he decisively blamed Roger.

He looked at the mischievous-looking Furong and tried to make a deal, "I..."

"You regret it? Too late!"

Furong immediately interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Don't forget, you were the one who invited me. Even though you're not an adult yet, you're still a man, aren't you?"

She stared at Scott, looking him up and down a few times.

“A gentleman should not do such an ungentlemanly thing.”

After saying that, she tossed her moon-like silver hair, turned around, walked to the front of the wooden house, pushed open the door, and then turned back.

“I think I should still thank you, Scott.”

Furong was smiling brightly at that moment.

"After all, I've received so many invitations, and it would be a hassle to refuse them one by one, especially some of the more troublesome ones."

When she spoke of “some particularly troublesome guys,” she couldn’t help but show disgust.

But she quickly smiled happily again.

"Anyway, thank you."

After saying that, she turned and went back into the house.

Bang.

The door closed.

The wooden sign on the door that read "[Hibiscus Delacour]" swayed.

Scott turned to look at Krum, who had been watching the show the whole time.

He asked hesitantly, "Victor, do you think... is it possible... that I've been tricked by her?"