But no one was as depressed as Ron, and when he came out of the dormitory, he had a look of horror on his face. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

His gown resembles a skirt, a fact that cannot be avoided.

To add a bit of masculinity to his robes, he made a desperate bet and recited a cutting spell on the folds and lace.

The spell worked, at least the lace on the clothes was gone.

But he didn't do his job well, and the collar and cuffs were still raw, which was really discouraged.

"Alright, Ron, don't think about the clothes, they don't look that bad!" Harry reassured him.

"That's right, everyone is pretty much the same, these dresses and robes are very retro styles, which don't fit the aesthetics of modern people. Evan followed, "These are ancient traditions left over from hundreds of years ago, look at them......"

Indeed, the common room looks weird.

The people inside are no longer blue and black robes, but are wearing colorful ceremonial robes.

Ron looked around and saw everyone's awkward looks, and somewhat regained a little confidence.

But when he looked back and saw Aivan, he felt a little ashamed of himself......

It has to be said that Mrs. Weasley really put a lot of effort into choosing her gown.

The color of Aven's gown was very conspicuous and distinctive, and it stood out most from the crowd.

Now, as long as anyone enters the common room now, they will unconsciously fall on Aven.

The sky blue dress robe and the incomparable confident temperament of Ai Wen are very compatible, while showing the taste of the noble noble, he can show the hidden jumping and uneasy factor in his heart, which makes people shine at the same time, I have to admit that Ai Wen's appearance is very decent.

If a different person wears this dress, it will not have this effect, but will look very fancy.

Ron looked up at the exit of the girls' dormitory, trying not to compare himself to Aven.

After all, there are only a few people like Aven, and most of the boys don't look good right now.

After a while, Lavender and a few girls walked out of the girls' dormitory first.

She looked much prettier than usual, dressed in a piercing peach-colored robe, with a thick gold bracelet on her wrist that glittered in the candlelight.

She waved hello to Ron a little too enthusiastically, smirking stupidly.

Even though the boys below were all looking at her in amazement, Lavender didn't care at all.

She walked briskly down the stairs and looked Ron up and down as she walked closer, looking very satisfied.

"Hello!" Ron said, looking at Lavender with a strange expression.

"Do I look pretty?" Lavender asked nonchalantly, a big smile on his face.

"Not bad, well, beautiful!" Ron winked at her and smiled hesitantly.

"Let's go down, the prom is about to begin!"

"Alright!" Ron said dryly, waving his hand at Evan Harry, "See you later!"

Lavender grinned and offered to come over late to Ron, and the two of them swaggered out of the common room.

"They look like a good match!" commented Evan said.

Harry nodded, but looked at Lavender's back and hurriedly shook his head.

He felt that Lavender was a little scary, and he looked embarrassed, and he really hoped that Ron would hold on.

Harry wondered what Autumn would look like, and then Ginny, hoping she wouldn't be dressed like Lavender......

Not to mention his somewhat neurotic personality and exaggerated dress, Evan was very satisfied with Lavender's proactive attitude.

It's not easy to find a girl in school who is really interested in Ron himself.

Thinking about it that way, Lavender doesn't look so bad.

If it were a different girl, she would probably turn around and leave directly when she saw Ron's terrible robes.

The girls came down from the upper floors and left the common room with their dance partners.

Those who chose students from other houses, Durmstrang and Beauxbatons as dance partners, also left the common room in droves.

After a while, Angelina also came down, smiling and handing it to Fred.

The two men held hands and left, and Fred winked mischievously at them.

Behind Angelina was Ginny, dressed in a relatively conservative pale red gown, with her long fiery red hair spread out, and her rosy little face full of shyness, who was not embarrassed to look at Harry and Aven.

Ginny was clearly well-dressed and looked extraordinarily pretty.

She looked even more beautiful now than all the girls Evan had seen so far tonight.

The cute puff sleeves on the robe set off her are particularly cute and intoxicating, and around her waist is a pink belt with a small bow, wrapping around her petite body, showing off her slim and indescribable femininity.

When all the boys who hadn't left saw Ginny, an inexplicable impulse rose from the depths of their hearts.

Not surprisingly, Harry looked at Ginny in disbelief and was speechless in surprise.

Looking at him, it seems that he has just noticed the fact that Ginny turned out to be a beautiful girl too.

The expression that was originally of no nature also changed rapidly, and there was a hint of nervousness in the shock.

"Hermione is still on it, come out soon!" said Ginny, her little face still flushed.

"Well, let's wait for her to go down together. Harry said, looking a little embarrassed to go with Ginny.

"No, I'll just stay here and wait for her, you two hurry up and ......"

Naturally, Evan didn't want to go with the two of them, but he stopped before he could finish his words.

The noise in the common room suddenly stopped, and everyone looked up at the girl who had just come out.

Quite a few people opened their mouths in surprise, not knowing what to say.

It's Hermione!!

But she didn't look like Hermione at all, like a fairy who had fallen to the mortal world.

She made some hands and feet to her hair, and they were no longer unkempt, but supple and shiny, pulled back into a tasteful bun.

She wore a robe made of flowing light purple blue fabric, and somehow her temperament was different, perhaps just because she had removed the twenty or so thick books she usually carried on her body.

She smiled, of course, a little nervous.

Hermione's current appearance is so stunning that it can only be described in four words: brilliance.

When she saw Aven, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth filled with smiles.

She walked down the stairs, her light steps like a butterfly, and the carefully selected pink dress on her body looked particularly flowing and agile, and the silk dress gently wrapped her slender and soft body, flowing to the ground like water waves.

Evan had just found out that Hermione's figure was so good that she didn't usually find it under the school uniform robes. (To be continued.) )