In the crowd, Professor McGonagall ignored the excited girls and continued.

"Remember to put on your formal robes - the ball will be held in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas Eve and will end at twelve midnight. Listen -"

She looked at all the students and pushed up her glasses when she saw certain ones.

For example, Harry, Fred, George, and Ron are, well, famous pranksters in the school.

"This is a good opportunity to express myself, so I hope no one will cause any trouble for me again."

"You are allowed to let your hair down at the Yule Ball——" When Professor McGonagall said this, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil giggled, because Professor McGonagall would never let her buns come loose.

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"But that doesn't mean -" Professor McGonagall continued, "we will relax our behavioral requirements for Hogwarts students. I would be very sad if a student in the school brought disgrace to the school in any way."

She said it so seriously that the Weasley twins shrank their heads - if there was any big trouble at the Yule Ball, Professor McGonagall would not let them go.

After saying some more precautions, Professor McGonagall waved to Sean and Daisy beside him.

"You guys, come here."

She called Stephanie again, as well as Cedric and the Weasley twins.

"Everyone is here?" Professor McGonagall looked at him and then continued, "Warriors must have their own partners, so——"

The Weasley twins high-fived each other, and Cedric raised his head slightly. Obviously, these three people had already chosen their partners.

Correspondingly, these three people are Sean.

Sean has maintained a calm expression, but his heart has begun to scream something bad.

Daisy looked at Sean after Professor McGonagall finished speaking.

Stephanie looked expressionless and raised her hand.

"Miss Ollivander?"

"Professor, is it necessary to have a dance partner? Warriors——"

Professor McGonagall nodded: "Of course, you must dance. I'm just going to tell you this-according to tradition, the dance is started by warriors and their partners."

Daisy immediately asked: "Professor, can a warrior become a dance partner with a warrior?"

"Normally, everyone has to find one, but considering that the number of contestants has greatly increased now, it would be too long and too chaotic to dance together, so we encourage contestants to form dance partners." Professor McGonagall

said.

Fred whistled and looked at Sean maliciously.

Sean moved over secretly and stepped on him hard.

"Ouch——" He screamed in pain and was stared at by Professor McGonagall.

"Mr. Weasley - both of you. I'm proud that you were chosen as champions, but..."

The rest of the words were not finished, but Fred could only act like a good student.

"Well, I hope you can make a good start for the Yule Ball."

"You guys go to eat first... I have something to ask Professor McGonagall." Sean said, and then followed Professor McGonagall who left.

"What's the matter, Sean?" Professor McGonagall never called him Wallop in private, and her tone was much gentler.

Sean scratched his head in embarrassment: "Professor, do I need a dance partner?"

Professor McGonagall looked at him strangely: "I just made it very clear - and, Sean, it won't be difficult for you to find a dance partner, right?"

"It's not difficult..."

"Huh?" Professor McGonagall suddenly narrowed her eyes, making Sean tremble.

"That's right... Um, can I find a male dance partner or something..." Sean tried to look sincere.

Professor McGonagall's eyes became strange: "Do you like boys?"

"no……"

"Then there's nothing to say," Professor McGonagall waved her hand, "When the Yule Ball starts, you will be the first to appear on behalf of Hogwarts."

"Teach, professor..."

Professor McGonagall has gone away, leaving only a melancholy Sean.

"This is a big problem..."

Who to find a dance partner is a very serious question.

Looking for Daisy? Well, Hermione didn't say anything, but she would feel uncomfortable privately, and she was a little sad about her teaming up with Daisy Stephanie before - although she would never say it out loud, but Xiao

Well, you can't pretend you didn't see it.

Looking for Hermione? That little white flower will definitely smile very brightly and then be alone in a daze. Just thinking about Sean makes me feel a little distressed.

Moreover, the warrior must have a dance partner, which means that if Sean finds someone else, Daisy must also find another boy as a dance partner - Sean thought about the scene carefully, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

As for Stephanie... Sean is also a little confused about the other person's thoughts and his own.

However, now that things have happened, it is useless no matter how slow and stupid Sean is, he can't lie to himself.

Only children make choices...

Sean felt that this might be the greediest idea he had ever had in his life.

However, a real problem lies in front of him - there are still at most two years before Arrogance officially awakens.

Sean sighed, spread his hands and looked at it in concentration.

No matter how confident he was, he could not guarantee that the Sword of Damocles on his head would not fall off.

"Yes, yes, yes..." He put his tongue against the upper teeth and made a muffled bubbly sound.

There are so many worries about growing up...

…

"Sean, it seems you shouldn't be sitting here." Neville said, touching his head.

On the railing of the courtyard, Sean, Harry, Ron and Neville were sitting slumped with distressed expressions on their faces.

"No, man, I'm in the same situation as you."

Ron shouted dissatisfied: "You? Stop joking! We are different..."

Just as he was talking, several senior girls passed by. They looked at Sean and let out a few sweet laughs. Some of the bolder ones even gave him a burning look.

When they walked over, Ron bumped into Sean hard, and then said to Harry and Neville.

"What number is it? Sean is like a magnet. If he wants, he can dance in line with all the single girls in the castle - we are not!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Neville nodded in agreement, but in Sean's opinion, it is very simple for Neville to find a dance partner - he is born into an Auror family, has excellent grades, and is kind and reliable.

Still a Gryffindor prefect.

There are many girls willing to date Neville.

The same is true for Harry. He is quite popular in Gryffindor, just like his father James was when he was in school.

Only Ron was slightly miserable, being overshadowed by two outstanding friends, and his brothers also left an insurmountable gap - Percy, Charlie, and Bill were all the most outstanding students, Fred and George

Although their grades are a bit poor, they have lovable personalities and everyone likes them. Now they have been selected as warriors and their popularity is booming.

The youngest Weasley boy is like a little transparent boy.

Harry was alone in a daze, holding a lollipop in his mouth and not knowing what he was thinking.

"Hey, man, say something too." Ron bumped into him.

Harry shook his head and suddenly said: "Ron, if...I mean if, I want to invite Ginny..."

Ron was stunned for a moment, then angrily rushed forward and hugged Harry's neck: "You actually like your best friend's biological sister!"

"Cough, cough... Man, I haven't said I like it yet, I'm just inviting..." Harry struggled to say.

"What's the difference?"

Sean watched the two of them quarreling and said lazily: "Isn't it good to kiss more and more?"

Harry was hugged around the neck and glared at him: "You have no right to say this! I haven't agreed yet!"

Sean: "..."

It's chaos...

Neville sighed on the side: "It's really better not to dance."

Sean nodded in deep agreement.

Neville glanced at him: "I don't have to find a dance partner, but you have to find one - speaking of which, Hermione and the others won't invite you?"

This topic is embarrassing to talk about... Sean smiled: "No..."

Hermione and the others did not invite Sean. They seemed to have reached an inexplicable tacit understanding, and no one even mentioned the dance partner.

But the Yule Ball is getting closer and closer.
To be continued...