Rebirth of the Harry Potter Chapter 369

Harry Lodge.

Dancing this skill, Harry did not.

If it was a curse, then Harry could read the pattern for three days and three nights without repeating it.

So Harry looked at Zhang Qiu and Hermione sadly and sadly: "It's embarrassing. I'm so embarrassed that I have mastered so much magic. No one can make me learn without a teacher."

Hermione said: "It would be weird if there was such magic."

Harry set his sights on Hermione and Zhang Qiu: "Who knows what dance to dance at the ball?"

Both shook their heads.

"Huh, no, I suddenly remembered that I actually understood a little bit." Harry's eyes lit up.

Afterwards, a set of standard times was called, and he said with satisfaction: "How?"

Zhang Qiu said strangely, "Broadcast gymnastics?"

Hermione was lying on the sofa, laughing tossing and turning, and she was about to break her belly. She wiped her tears and said, "Harry, don't do this. I'm worried that everyone will just laugh and the dance will be impossible. Carried out."

The light flashed and Astoria came in.

She put the book on the desk, looked at Harry with their lively look, and asked, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Hermione said with a smile: "Your brother, he is a warrior, he needs to dance the first dance at the Christmas ball and partner, but he doesn't dance at all..."

Astoria pressed his finger against the dimple and raised his head slightly, thinking: "But I will, my mother has taught me a lot of dances, and I can teach my brother..."

"Ah..." Harry's face was full of surprise expressions. He picked up Astoria and turned around twice. "Astoria, you are my little angel."

Astoria smiled happily.

Hermione was quite disappointed, but this was a chance for Harry to finally leave, and it would be difficult to meet again.

Harry kicked the wall, and a door suddenly popped out.

Inside the door is a bright and spacious dance room with mirrors on all sides. A noble golden piano is placed in the corner. No one plays the piano, but the keys are beating, and the sweet music slowly floats out.

Harry and Astoria stepped into it.

Astoria asked cutely: "Brother, what kind of dance do you want to learn? There are Cha Cha, Argentine Tango, Foxtrot, Vienna Waltz..."

Harry: "(?ω?)"

Unexpectedly, his magical genius had a difficult day.

"Then slow down the waltz. It has the reputation of the queen in dance. I like this dance the most." Astoria clapped.

"Okay." Anyway, Harry could only take care of the Lord.

Astoria said with a grin: "By then, all girls will surely be fascinated by the handsome brother..."

"Was that fascinated Astoria?" Harry rubbed Astoria's head.

"I have long been fascinated by my brother." Astoria said.

"That brother, let's get started." Astoria leaned close to Harry.

In the living room.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione looked at each other from the conversation in the room.

"Brother, your hands are not like that, you have to hug my shoulders, not your waist, um... don't move... ah... why did you run to the front again, um...brother..." Astori Ya faint voice seemed to beg.

Hermione said angrily: "I guess when Astoria came out, he must be not in his clothes."

Zhang Qiu said: "Moreover, her lips must be bitten red and swollen."

Then the two spoke in unison: "Beast."

Sure enough, after Harry and Astoria came out, they spoke with Zhang Qiu and Hermione generally.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and said, "Harry, did you learn?"

"Not yet. Today is just getting started, and more practice is needed." Harry said.

Astoria blushed: "Brother, let's continue teaching tomorrow."

"It can only be so." Harry said "shamefully blaming himself".

The next day, everyone knew about the Christmas ball.

Students are looking for suitable dance partners.

Those under fourth grade are a bit uncomfortable because they are not allowed to participate, but if another partner is above fourth grade, they will be fine.

So it happened: a curly-haired girl in the third grade of Hufflepuff College, brave enough to take the initiative to invite Harry to go to the ball with her.

Harry was a little surprised. He thought he had put the image of "cold and merciless" in the hearts of every girl. Harry was very moved, and then refused.

He still doesn't know who to choose from Zhang Qiu Hermione as his dance partner, how can he find other people.

The girl walked away, looking very hurt.

on Saturday.

Two more girls invited him, one was a lovely second-year loli, and the other was a fifth-year-old taller sister.

"Why are you starting to pester me again?" After refusing the two girls, Harry said troubledly that it was indeed a distressing thing for so many girls to come to him incessantly.

Hermione looked at Harry with a lot of trouble, but it was a comfortable look: "This is because they have a good reason. This is the Christmas ball organized by the school. They use this as an excuse. You should always have a better attitude. "

Harry learned this dance for three days.

Only he knew that on the first day, it only took a few minutes to fully grasp the waltz.

Why pretend not to learn? He felt that Astoria's small face seriously taught him to dance, it was a very pleasant thing to eat her tofu at this time. Is this possible?

Perhaps Astoria has seen it for a long time, because in addition to the beginning, Astoria will correct Harry's pace.

Next, the two people just hugged together as they pleased, and walked freely around the huge dance room.

Even Astoria stood on Harry's feet, the petite Astoria was led by Harry, and the two were in perfect harmony.

On Saturday night, Astoria finally announced that Harry was out of school.

Then there are Hermione and Zhang Qiu, but they also want to attend the ball, so they want Astoria to teach them.

Hermione also said deliberately: "We are not the fool Harry, we will soon learn."

Astoria was about to agree. Harry suddenly said with a look of self-sacrifice: "Merlin said that the teacher has something to do, and the disciples do it."

"Teacher Astoria, I'll leave this little thing to me." Harry was willing to take on this important task.

"Good." Astoria grinned, and she thought it was interesting for her brother to call her teacher.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu were uneasy and felt that they were going to get into the mouth.

"Two beautiful ladies, what are we waiting for, we are about to start learning." Harry walked into the room where he learned to dance.

Hermione and Zhang Qiu looked at each other, unwilling to show fear, and followed.

Harry first taught Hermione, and Zhang Qiu sat to watch.

Harry's hand was not touched except in the right place.

He also famously said: "Student Hermione, did you learn? I just showed you the wrong operation just now, so the only one remaining is correct."

Harry is really a good teacher, and he knows how to make one's inferences.

Hermione had already gasped for breath, leaning softly on Harry, and she took a bite from Harry's neck and said, "Bad Harry..."

Zhang Qiu followed.

Zhang Qiu quickly stiffened, and then softened, and his body temperature seemed to have risen a few degrees. Zhang Qiu said that he was not willing to take any further steps.

"Harry, I... let's finish."

"Okay, anyway, you are about to learn, then you can practice with Hermione, I will guide next to it."

The social dance is a ritual dance. When dancing, the female face is biased to the left, and the male face is biased to the right.

But Hermione and Zhang Qiu are both girls, so you don't need to be so estranged, so they look more pleasing.

"Wait," Harry said.

"What's wrong?" Hermione said.

"You need to get closer," Harry said.

"Is that so?" Hermione posted her body together with Zhang Qiu.

"No, it's more tight..." Harry said.

Hermione was puzzled with Zhang Qiu, huddled together somewhere, as if to jump out of her clothes.

Hermione's left face was close to Zhang Qiu's right face, and she looked at Harry together: "So? But it's too close."

It's too late to say, it's fast.

A camera suddenly appeared in Harry's hand.

"Kacha~www.mtlnovel.com~ The intimate picture of the two was taken.

Because the two have been dancing for a long time, the two of them are fragrant and sweaty, their faces flushed, their hair is wet with sweat, and they stick to the delicate cheeks, which is very tempting.

Harry picked up the photos and showed them to them, and said, "Wait later I will tell our daughter: At that time, her father was the third party, haha..."

"Asshole, delete the photo." Hermione was about to take the camera, but Harry disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Qiu and Hermione sighed helplessly. They were really eaten by Harry.

"That... Hermione, I'm going to take a shower. Do you want to be together?" Zhang Qiu said quietly and shyly.