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Then he turned back to look directly at his idol: "I'm sorry, Krum, I had a lot of fun dancing with you, but I'm Harry's dance partner... You should find another dance partner."

With that, he pulled Harry, who had stopped crying and was now smiling, away slowly.

Krum was left staring at their retreating figures, reaching out his hand in vain.

"not the same"

Ignoring the pain in his hand, he punched the wall hard.

It's like this again, it's like this again!

Hermione or Ronnie,

Every girl I like doesn't want to accept me; they're all already taken!

Ronnie was his fan, yet she went with someone else.

No, Ronnie didn't do it on purpose. She was so happy when she danced with me.

She must have been coerced; maybe Harry has something on her or something.

Otherwise, why did her departing figure look so aggrieved?

But... what's the use of knowing all this?

Could he really expose Harry to his face? That would only hurt Ronnie.

But how could he possibly protect Ronnie...?

What's the point of being an international football star if you can't even protect your own fans and the woman you love?

Just wait, Ronnie, I'll definitely find a way to save you!

In just a moment, a multitude of thoughts flashed through Krum's mind.

Regardless of how he discerned Ronnie's "grievance" from a simple silhouette,

But at this point, he had undoubtedly awakened his "simp" side and vowed to win back Ronnie.

So he stopped dancing and found a corner to sit down, drinking alone while silently observing Harry and Ronnie.

Compared to Krum, who regrets becoming a football star, Harry is finally satisfied.

He not only won Ronnie back, but he was also able to dance with her.

This is his biggest victory today.

After entering the dance floor with Ronnie, he enjoyed dancing more than ever before.

Even though I'm still flustered and clumsy, even though I still occasionally step on the other person's foot,

But being able to dance with Ronnie is such a wonderful thing.

But Ronnie felt the exact opposite.

She was grimacing, as if she were being tortured, and limping, looking like she had been badly trampled.

After jumping with Krum once, she finally got the hang of it.

Now she also wanted to guide Harry and correct his movements—at least to stop him from constantly stepping on her feet.

However, his own skill level was insufficient, and he lacked Levin's spiritual connection.

At this moment, Levin was dancing with yet another new dance partner. Luna's skill level was even worse than Hermione's, but she still managed to dance beautifully with Levin.

But Ronnie couldn't.

In addition, Harry's movements were so clumsy that he almost made her fall.

Soon, Ronnie gave up, dancing in the middle of the dance floor with a look of utter despair, her face twitching rhythmically from time to time as Harry trampled on her.

Suddenly, she found herself missing Krum.

Krum's dance steps were more steady, dignified, and skillful.

Most importantly, it's full of power, and every step it takes resonates deep within her heart.

The difference becomes apparent in places like this.

When she first danced with Harry, she thought he was alright; at least most young wizards were at that level, so it was barely acceptable.

After Krum, dancing with Harry again left her with an unfillable emptiness.

Harry's level of skill was simply not enough to satisfy her desires, which had broadened after experiencing high-class dance partners.

All I can say is, once you've seen the ocean, other waters seem insignificant.

Krum, watching from a distance, keenly grasped this point.

At that moment, he was even more convinced that Ronnie was being coerced, and that he had to save her.

Just you wait, Harry Potter!

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After a long and agonizing ordeal, Ronnie finally ended the dance and limped off the dance floor with Harry.

Harry seemed quite satisfied at that moment, and for a brief instant he even thought that Cho Chang was nothing special.

He glanced at Ronnie beside him, a hint of happiness flashing in his eyes.

I have Ronnie, and I should be content... even if it's just for one night.

However, he didn't understand one thing: a beautiful woman will always be sought after by many people.

“Miss Ronnie, may I dance with you?” Draco Malfoy, his hair meticulously combed, approached and, ignoring Harry’s angry expression, extended his hand to Ronnie with what he considered an elegant gesture.

Behind him, Pansy Parkinson was glaring at Ronnie from afar, her expression one of extreme displeasure, as if she wanted to devour her alive.

As if worried that the other party might have concerns, Malfoy added, "Don't worry, I practice a lot at my home parties, I won't step on your feet."

He mentioned the family's dance parties, implying, without directly showcasing his wealth, that his family could afford such events—not only did they have large houses, but they were also upper-class—inadvertently flaunting their riches.

Purebred, the same old formula.

Malfoy was confident that he would win the favor of the beauty, but little did he know that the girl standing in front of him was not a stranger, but his old enemy who had been at odds with him for four years.

“Oh, Malfoy,” Ronnie gave a disdainful look, as if she had seen something disgusting, “keep going with your lion head. I’d rather find a chimpanzee than dance with you.”

His criticism of Malfoy was direct and merciless, immediately making Malfoy's face turn ugly.

After saying that, Ronnie didn't even look at the other person, grabbed Harry's hand, and walked away.

Watching Ronnie's departing figure, Draco Malfoy's face alternated between pale and flushed. He couldn't understand why she would speak of him that way... They were only meeting for the first time!

08 Yes, it must be Harry Potter's doing, and she's been badmouthing me, that damn scarhead.

Malfoy didn't want to blame Ronnie, so he shifted the blame to Harry, glared at him resentfully, and then turned to go find Pansy.

Little did he know that his earlier abandonment of his dance partner had greatly displeased Pansy.

“Go find your red hair, Malfoy,” the girl said coldly, arms crossed. “I’m not a garbage collector. I’d rather find a chimpanzee than dance with you.”

With that, he left.

"hateful!"

Abandoned by both of them, Malfoy suffered the same fate as Krum.

Levin had no idea that Ronnie, whom he had created, would be so popular and become the subject of so many melodramatic events.

Unlike ordinary little wizards, he can't just stop dancing when he's tired and dance whenever he wants.

He doesn't have such good conditions.

He was extremely busy at this time, and he had to attend every single performance, changing his dance partner for each performance to try his best to satisfy everyone's desire to dance.

Luna, Ginny, Astoria, and Gabrielle all wanted to come to the ball just to dance with him; he couldn't go back on his word.

There's also Hermione, Cho Chang, and Fleur. Although Levin can use his physical advantage and difficult dance moves to tire them out and prolong their rest time, they can't just dance one song at a ball.

Fortunately, Levin brought Tonks along, who could temporarily help him with the male steps.

In return, Levin danced with her, fulfilling Tonks's wish.

As a result, for the next period of time, Levin became the most envied person in the entire stadium.

He would change his dance partner for each dance.

And each of his dance partners was one of the most beautiful girls in the auditorium.

This made many boys extremely jealous. Why is it that they can't even get the pretty girls they want, yet they all actively try to get close to Levin?

The young wizards of Beauxbatons were even more heartbroken, as their school beauty—if she had that title—had also been snatched away by Levin!

Unfortunately, no one understands Levin's pain.

To please these girls, he danced for almost the entire night at the dance.

From the initial waltz, through the tango and foxtrot, to the chaotic, disco-like dance that erupts when the eccentric sisters finally play their signature tune…

Even with Levin's enhanced stamina, he couldn't withstand it.

By the end of the jump, he felt like his legs were about to break.

Bringing happiness to everyone is not something that ordinary people can do.

Around the time the music for the eleventh or twelfth dance had just ended, Levin helped a flushed Hermione off the dance floor.

At this moment, both Furong and Zhang Qiu were completely satisfied, sitting around a small table with Tonks, drinking beverages and chatting.

After Levin danced a song with Astoria, Luna and the other three little girls were so sleepy that they went back to sleep.

Looking at Hermione beside him, who was exhausted but still somewhat excited, Levin couldn't help but suggest, "Let's go for a walk."

The two hit it off immediately, and while the music was still playing, they headed toward the foyer.

The oak door was open, and they followed the steps into the rose garden, which had already been decorated.

The fairy light in the garden was still twinkling.

A cool breeze was blowing as the young couple strolled leisurely under the moonlight.

The surrounding area is filled with low bushes, ornately decorated winding paths, and huge stone statues. The sound of splashing water can be heard, like a fountain.

He and Hermione walked along a winding path through the rose bushes, but after a few steps, they heard an unpleasant, familiar voice.