The four walked out of the office, all the way towards Slughorn's office.
Such a strange combination undoubtedly attracted the attention of many people.
Many students thought that William was going to bite his teeth in hatred for bringing three female companions at a time.
The boys felt that William took over the beautiful and academically tyrannical Granger, and was eating from the bowl, looking at the pot, thinking about the ground!
I don't know that the ratio of males and females is now imbalanced, and many wizards are playing bachelors?
The first scumbag at Hogwarts!
The little witches were even more angry. Would Stark rather invite the crazy girl Lovegood to the party than invite them? !
We are not as good as her!
England's first scumbag! !
William was also speechless. He thought that his reputation had hit bottom long ago under the scourge of Hermione and his sister Annie in the past few years.
Let’s not talk about rebound, how can we keep not, I didn’t expect that there is still room for further decline.
On the way, William also met Peeves.
After the twins left, Hogwarts' biggest rumor machine, he floated in the air and sang frantically:
"Silly Baby Potter invited Weasley's King to the party!
Silly baby fell in love with the king! Silly baby loves - on - Weasley's - King! "
He whizzes away, giggling and screaming.
William knew that Harry invited Cho and Ginny, but they were both turned down, not expecting him to invite Ron in the end.
Peeves is still spreading the word, wondering if Malfoy will come to catch the **** tonight.
William gave Malfoy a lot of time to think, and if he was smart enough, he would definitely attack tonight.
Because there was a big noise, but with William there, it wouldn't kill anyone, so it was good for Voldemort.
When we came to the foyer, there were many girls wandering around the door.
They don't have an invitation letter, so they can't get in now. They can only stand at the door to see if they have a chance to get in.
Many girls came over and asked if William could bring them in too.
Of course William refused.
He also saw Parvati, the Indian twin sister.
Parvati hints to William: If you bring her in, you can date her and her sister Padma at the same time.
What kind of weird sister is this?
However, beautiful twin sisters flower eh...
But William didn't even think about it, so he decisively and righteously refused.
He swears that it has absolutely nothing to do with Hermione's cold eyes and the right hand holding the wand.
Hermione knew him!
"Didn't you go back to India, why are you back?" William asked curiously.
When Hannah, the blacksmith, came home, the twins also left.
At that time, their parents also wanted to cooperate with William to sell the Indian magic medicine to the UK.
"I persuaded them temporarily that Hogwarts is safer." Parvati sighed.
"You don't know that the Indian side is even scarier than the UK.
It's just war here, there's an epidemic over there, hospital beds are exhausted, and there are not enough oxygen cylinders.
Not only the medical system, but also the funeral system has been broken down. The crematorium burns all day long, and the released sulfur dioxide exceeds the standard.
Another magnitude 6.2 earthquake occurred in the past two days..."
"..."
It seems that Asan's national fortune is a bit bad. They have to work hard to achieve the goal of becoming the world's largest population.
After saying goodbye to Parvati, the four walked towards Slughorn's office.
Slughorn's office has been casted on the Traceless Stretching Charm, so the room looks very spacious.
The walls were draped in emerald green, crimson and gold, and it looked like they were in a big tent.
In the center of the ceiling, there is a golden lantern that glows red.
In the lamp there are elf flickering, each elf is a bright point of light.
In the corner, there is also the Whitebeard Witch Thief Singing Group.
The lead singer was an old man, and the percussionists were his sons.
It is said that if you want to enter this band, you must recognize the old man as a godfather.
A few wizards who were talking about each other, holding pipes, were puffing clouds and mist, and there were bursts of blue mist covering their heads.
The house-elves squeaked through, holding heavy silver trays filled with various drinks.
Slughorn was pulling Harry by the arm, introducing him to famous wizards and helping him develop his connections.
"Harry, you've been busy with Quidditch matches lately. This is a real professional player. You can chat with her."
Slughorn wore a tasseled velvet hat and held a bong.
He pointed to a witch, as if introducing a big star, and said solemnly:
"Yes, she is Gwenog Jones - captain of the famous Holyhead Harpies."
Gwenog was a very good young witch, looking a whole lot older than Harry.
Harry was a little excited and wanted to ask if he knew Wood.
By the way, what level is required to join the club.
Ron, who had been standing beside Harry, was now pushed out, staring at Gwenog.
The popularity in the UK is much higher than that of Krum.
One is a Bulgarian star; the other is a domestic Quidditch sports star or a beautiful woman.
Popularity is definitely different.
He Ron came with Harry just to ask her for an autograph.
But no one paid him any attention now, let alone Slughorn to introduce him, and he was completely pushed out.
Ron was about to summon his courage when everyone turned to look at the door, and the room suddenly became quiet.
It seems that important people have come in.
Slughorn, who had been concerned about the door, immediately lost Harry and said in a loud voice:
"William, hoo hoo, my child!
Today's protagonist finally came, and Hermione, Anne. "
Slughorn walked through the crowd, looked at the amazingly dressed Hermione, and said in surprise:
"Oh, you two are so beautiful, the most beautiful little witch I've ever seen."
His words of praise were poured out recklessly.
Hearing Stark coming, everyone crowded over.
Besides Slughorn's invitation, the most important reason why they attended this party was to hear that Stark would come.
Seeing him at this time, many wizards exclaimed in surprise, their eyes filled with fiery, admiration, and awe.
Compared with the students in the school, seeing William every day is not very emotional. Only these wizards can know Stark's fame and power.
Especially in the last year, he has the opportunity to be portrayed as one of the people Mysterious Man fears the most.
In an instant, the center of the entire party was concentrated around William, and everyone greeted him.
Seeing that everyone was walking away, Ron felt there was a chance and he walked towards Gwenog.
He opened his mouth to sign, but Gwenog didn't look at him at all, but climbed onto the table.
She was like a star-chasing witch, standing on the table, waving excitedly:
"Mr. Stark, long time no see."
"Gwenog, are you here too?" William looked up at her.
"Oh, you know each other?" said Slughorn in surprise.
When the time looped, William met the captain.
There were also rumors of "broom shock" in the newspapers.
The news was fake, of course, and William just wanted to get into the Holyhead Harpies and train with the pros.
Of course, it's not worth mentioning that the Holyhead Harpies are an all-female Quidditch club.
William really just wants to train and has no other bad intentions.
Out of the time loop, William also had friendly exchanges with Gwenog.
With his acquaintance with William, Gwenog finally squeezed into a group.
She inquired enthusiastically:
"William, I heard you've bought the Chadley Cannons. How much did it cost?"
"Not much, just a few hundred thousand Galleons." William said vaguely: "Why do you want to transfer?"
"Of course." Gwenog blinked.
She was on the Holyhead Harpies. Although she was the captain and had a high reputation, she was a female player and could not win the championship at all.
Now William, a local tyrant, bought the Chadley Artillery Team and it was different...
"If you are willing to rebuild the team around me and help me get a few players..." Gwenog said enthusiastically:
"I would like to bring my talents to Scotland and play Quidditch in my hometown!"
William: "..."
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