LRAB Chapter 394 Disturbed
Chapter 394 Disturbed
Chapter 394 Disturbed
"Good afternoon, Harry." Seeing Harry approach, Luna waved to him and said in a melodious voice, "Why don't you come and sit down?"
Ok? !
Upon hearing this, Loila immediately looked up at Luna.
What does this mean? Why is Mr. Potter being invited to sit here? He's neither my friend, nor a member of the Mughal Party, nor even a member of the Pinecone Party. Why is he allowed to sit here—or rather, why was he invited by Luna?
Could it be that Luna actually—or maybe we should just kill him—Loila gripped the wand hidden in her sleeve and pursed her lips.
"I have something to do—" Harry was about to refuse, but when he saw Fleur and Emma, he realized it was about the competition—
Tsk tsk ———— Luna is really clever. Was she actually inviting me to come and extract information?
Harry knew that Beauxbatons was funding the next match—he and Cedric absolutely couldn't afford to finish last like they did in the first match—
That's right, because neither of them escaped the Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts unsurprisingly finished last in the first match.
Luna is really amazing—with this thought in mind, Harry slowly sat down on the blanket. He originally wanted to sit next to Luna, but for some reason, as soon as he got there, he felt a biting cold wind.
Finally, he shook himself off and sat down on the other side.
Fleur could not possibly know Harry's thoughts, but she looked at Luna with the same grateful gaze.
Miss Luna is so kind! Did she know that she was being misunderstood by the Hogwarts students, so she made sure Harry sat here?
If a lot of students see us talking together, no one will misunderstand that we're here to gather information, right?
Hibiscus looked at Luna with grateful eyes.
Hmm—Luna increased the affection level between the two without even realizing it.
"Harry, what are you doing?" Luna asked casually as Harry sat down.
"Let's go find Professor Lupin," Harry said after a moment's thought.
Mr. Lupin?
So he went to learn the Patronus Charm from Mr. Lupin—well done, Luna! You wasted so much of his time!
Loila's favorability rating has also increased, but it seems it was already maxed out long ago.
"Is Professor Lupin the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Fleur asked after thinking for a moment.
"Yes," Harry nodded. "He's an excellent professor."
"I see—" Hibiscus nodded and muttered, "I heard he and Professor Hamilton are good friends."
"Hmm?" Harry raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Really?"
"I think so?" Furong thought for a moment and replied, "I saw them walking together before."
"They must be very good friends."
Mr. Lupin didn't even tell me about this—could they be that kind of people?
Probably not.
Although there was no particular reason, Harry just felt it was impossible—perhaps because the age difference in appearance was too great—
"By the way, Harry, do you know about the Christmas ball?" Luna asked abruptly.
"Christmas?" Harry paused, then paused. "Isn't that a bit too—long ago?"
"But balls and stuff—I've never really heard of them," Harry said, scratching his head.
"Balconies—that's my favorite thing about Beauxbatons." Fleur nodded with a smile. "But I heard that at Hogwarts, you have to invite your own dance partners for the ball."
"A dance partner?" Harry's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized something, asking instinctively, "Professor, is that alright?"
"Um?"
Loila paused for a moment. Professor? Could it be that Mr. Potter wants to invite Mr. Lupin?
But isn't it a bit strange for men to dance with each other?
"The professor you're trying to invite probably won't be available," Luna said with a light laugh. "I heard someone has already invited him."
"I see—" Harry shook his head, a little disappointed.
"Perhaps you could invite someone else?" Hibiscus thought for a moment and said, "Unfortunately, we are all heroes, and according to the rules, heroes cannot be dance partners."
Ah—Fleur's words made Harry raise an eyebrow. To be honest, if he were to actually invite her, he wouldn't dare—after all, she looked just too dazzling.
So who should I invite?
Harry instinctively looked at Luna—Would Luna be okay?
Let's treat this as a friendship.
"Sorry Harry, I already have a dance partner." Luna tilted her head.
"It's fine."
Harry had no idea that he had just almost lost his life because of a bizarre idea.
So who should I invite?
Harry most wanted to invite Professor Hamilton, but Professor Hamilton already had a dance partner—and, to be honest, Harry hadn't even spoken to Professor Hamilton more than a few times yet.
"If you can't find a dance partner, I can actually recommend a few," Luna said with a shrug, seemingly understanding Harry's thoughts. "Like my friends."
Harry paused for a moment upon hearing this, then subconsciously looked at Lori, who was sitting next to Luna and hadn't said a word.
It has to be said that he had never really looked at Lola's face properly before. Although they had known each other for several years, they had never spoken to each other alone before. Moreover, Lola was not very talkative and always seemed very timid.
That's something she does resemble Professor Hamilton—Harry wondered if it was just his imagination, but looking at Lola, he felt more and more that she was very similar to Professor Hamilton.
And—for some reason—he looked at Luo and thought she was quite cute—the freckles on her face and those shy, evasive eyes gave him a strange—protective instinct.
"I wasn't talking about Lola, I was talking about Ginny."
"Um?
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"Ginny?" Harry was taken aback.
"You mean Ron's sister?"
"uh-huh."
"Hmm—" Harry pursed his lips and fell into deep thought—Ginny was pretty too, but she was Ron's sister—if Ron knew—and for some reason, Harry felt that this wasn't the option he wanted to choose.
On the contrary, it was Lola who said —
Should I invite her?
Suddenly, a strange thought popped into Harry's head—
Wait a minute—what's wrong with me?—I clearly prefer Professor Hamilton, don't I? Why am I suddenly interested in Lola now?—We haven't even talked much yet—although she's actually quite cute, etc.—
"Harry! Harry! Stay calm!"
"I'm so sorry, Professor Lupin—" Harry, coming back to his senses, pursed his lips awkwardly.
"It's okay—but don't overthink it—stay calm—keep your mind at peace." Lupin shook his head slightly as he looked at Harry, who seemed lost in thought.
Last time we were almost successful—why is it so strange this time?
There's even been a slight regression—Lupin had initially thought Harry would learn the Patronus Charm before Lloyd, but now it seems a bit uncertain—
Is it because my skill level is too low?
Lupin scratched his face, looking a little troubled.