When Gabrielle took Rolf back to the dance floor, the Weird Sisters had already played Ravel's "Peauque de los Princesses."
Rolf put his arm around Gabrielle's waist, and while enjoying the music played by the guitar, double bass, accordion and banjo, he danced and made a crunching sound on the smooth floor.
Gabrielle put her arm on Rolf's shoulders and asked softly:
"Rolf, does your leg still hurt? If it hurts, I'll rub it for you. My massage skills are also very good."
Luofu suddenly remembered that Gabrielle had learned to collect spider bristles from him before, and she accidentally broke off two of the legs of the rough-skinned and fleshy eight-eyed spider.
Thinking of this, Luofu quickly shook his head and said: "It's okay, my leg doesn't hurt anymore."
Gabriel was quite sorry that she couldn't show off her massage skills. From the corner of her eye, she glanced at Shirley who was still resting not far away and asked:
"Hey, Rolf, Shirley and I are the same age now. Who do you think is more beautiful between us?"
This question is a bit self-deprecating. Even though Gabrielle is a half-Veela known for her beauty, there is still a big gap between her and Shirley tonight.
However, Luo Fu still responded with high emotional intelligence: "You are both beautiful, but you have different emphasis on beauty, so there is no comparison."
Gabrielle snorted slightly, obviously dissatisfied with Rolf's ambiguous answer.
At the same time, while Rove was leaving, many male students came to invite Shirley to dance.
Gabrielle watched Shirley coldly reject invitations one by one, but the students still kept coming, so much so that they formed a long queue. She sighed softly:
"In just a few minutes, there were dozens of students queuing up. I've been sitting here for most of the day, and not many people have invited me. Apparently... everyone thinks Shirley is prettier than me."
Luofu thought that Gabrielle was going to give in, but she suddenly changed the subject and said:
"Shirley may be a little prettier than me, but I have a huge advantage that she can't compare to."
"What advantage?" Luofu asked curiously.
"Height!" Gabrielle grinned: "I just compared it, I'm half a head taller than Shirley!"
After taking the growth medicine, Gabrielle's current physical age is fourteen years old, which is indeed much taller than Shirley of the same age.
"I will definitely be about the same height as Margaery in the future." Gabrielle said proudly, "I also have long legs."
"That's good." Luofu smiled.
"So..." Gabrielle blinked and asked shyly: "Rolf, what kind of high heels do you like? Stiletto heels, tapered heels, wedge heels or horseshoe heels?"
Luofu couldn't keep up with Gabrielle's unbridled thinking. He wondered:
"Why did you suddenly bring up this topic?"
"I am preparing for a rainy day." Gabrielle said proudly:
"If you are not as good-looking as Shirley, you have to give full play to your advantages in other areas. Don't you like long legs and high heels the most?"
The corner of Luofu's mouth twitched and he asked: "Who told you?"
"Margery came to see you several times, and I saw you peeking at her legs and feet." Gabrielle hummed with an expression of understanding:
"I also asked Margery specifically. She said that you are a leg and foot controller. When she was a child, you would secretly touch her legs while she was sleeping. Do you still want to admit it?"
"..."
Luofu gritted his teeth. Margaery always ruined his image. Since when did he like long legs? Well... he quite liked them.
Gabrielle hugged Rolf's shoulders tightly with her hands, her little face turned red as she imagined the future and said:
"I'm younger than Shirley, and my legs are longer than hers. When I grow up, I'll be wearing ten-centimeter high heels and dangle my long legs in front of you every day... She'll be so mad at her, hehe~"
"..."
With the mentality of "I have the advantage", Gabri led Rolf to dance. Her dancing skills were indeed very good, her body was very soft, and she could perform many difficult moves.
Following the soft sound of the guitar, the two of them slid lightly on the dance floor. A space quickly became available around them, and they could hear praises from the crowd.
Parvati, who had returned to the table to rest, was watching this scene intently.
Her sister Padma came over and asked, "Sister, why don't you continue dancing with Potter?"
"There's nothing to dance about." Parvati crossed her arms and crossed her legs. She looked at Harry aside and said dissatisfied:
"Dancing with Harry is not as fun as holding a stick by yourself."
"I'm going to invite Rolf to dance." Padma asked, "Sister, do you want to go too?"
"Isn't Rolf dancing with that Beauxbatons female student on the dance floor?" Parvati asked doubtfully: "They have only been dancing for a few minutes, why did you invite them?"
"Start queuing now. When he comes down in a while, we can send out invitations." Padma pointed not far away and said: "Look, there are already female students queuing over there. If you wait a little longer, the queue will be full."
It’s time to line up at the door.”
"..."
Parvati thought that it didn't matter if she had nothing to do, she might as well try her luck in case Rolf agreed to her invitation.
She turned and asked, "You don't mind, Harry?"
"What?" said Harry, who was looking at Cho Chang and Cedric.
"Oh, it's nothing. You can continue to sit here and stare at other people's female companions. I'll leave first."
After Parvati finished speaking, she and her sister happily lined up.
This made Harry a little embarrassed. He looked away and suddenly saw Professor McGonagall. He rushed to meet him and asked in a quick voice:
"Professor McGonagall, have you found Ron?"
"I found it." Professor McGonagall looked very sad, and she said coldly: "He is attending the dance now."
"Attending the dance?" Harry raised his head in confusion and said, "Why didn't I see him?"
"Not here." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said, "Attending the dance in the Potions Office."
"The Potions Office?" Harry asked in surprise: "Why is Ron there?"
"You have to ask Weasley about that." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and said, "It was he who invited Professor Snape to be his dance partner."
"That's impossible!" Harry shouted.
"Nothing is impossible," said Professor McGonagall. "Anyway, Professor Snape and Weasley are currently in the Potions Office, discussing their dancing skills in depth."
"There must be a misunderstanding here." Harry said, "I'm going to find Ron."
"Potter, I advise you not to go." Professor McGonagall warned:
"Professor Snape is very emotionally unstable right now. I'm afraid he will do something drastic when he sees you."
"You don't want to waltz all night in the Potions Office with Professor Snape and Weasley, do you?"