Ancient Wizards Return to Hogwarts...

Chapter 467 Rowena's Quick Wit

"Waaaaah, waaaah..."

When Rice came out of the dormitory, this was the bizarre scene he saw: Malfoy slumped in an armchair in the common room, sobbing softly. His two henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, stood helplessly behind him, not knowing what to say, only fidgeting with their joints as if they were about to step into the boxing ring. Pansy knelt in front of him, gently comforting him.

"It's okay, everyone understands, this isn't your fault..."

The common room was filled with Slytherin students, all trying to suppress their laughter while giving Malfoy amused looks.

"What a disgrace! That damned Veela!" Pansy's words of comfort worked, and Malfoy stopped crying, but his emotions were quickly replaced by anger.

"I'm going to tell my father that Beauxbatons has to fire that damned bastard!" Malfoy said through gritted teeth.

In Malfoy's view, what he had just experienced was an utter disgrace.

As the heir to the Malfoy family, he actually invited a half-Veele to be his dance partner?! While Fleur is indeed beautiful, she has Veela blood! What's even more infuriating is that she actually refused his invitation!

After venting his most intense emotions, Malfoy asked Crabbe for a parchment and a quill pen, and then began to write a letter to his father, Lucius Malfoy.

"The ancestors of the Malfoy family will surely be ashamed of me!" Draco Malfoy muttered to himself in an almost desperate tone as he wrote his complaint.

Pansy, Crabbe, and Gore looked at each other, completely at a loss for words. They could only repeat themselves like broken records, cursing Fleur's shameless behavior as being in line with her bloodline.

"As long as the Malfoy family is rich or powerful enough, your ancestors might not necessarily see you as a disgrace; they might even be quite happy about it." After mentally criticizing the Malfoy family's values, Rice left the Slytherin common room to chat with Helga and the others outside.

Christmas is just around the corner.

With Christmas approaching, Rice suddenly discovered the advantage of being a contestant: he could finally legitimately avoid doing his homework!

Yes, in order to help the contestants better prepare for the tournament, the Hogwarts professors, led by Professor McGonagall, voluntarily exempted the contestants from their homework; their only task was to prepare for the tournament.

This was undoubtedly great news for Rice. Although he wouldn't usually do his homework himself, as a rule-abiding person, this situation, where he could live comfortably without breaking the rules, was exactly what he wanted.

Along with Christmas came heavy snow. Snowflakes drifted down on the castle and schoolyard, turning the whole world white. The house-elves in the kitchen changed the menu, increasing the proportion of stews on the table, leaving everyone feeling warm and cozy after eating.

On Christmas Day, the first thing Rice did when she woke up was to look at the foot of her bed, where, as in previous years, there was a pile of gifts.

Seeing the mountain of packages, Rice smiled. He casually threw on a light jacket and sat down on the edge of the bed to unwrap the gifts.

The gifts were as generous as in previous years, especially the exquisite and expensive Christmas presents from Daphne and Astoria, which pleased Rice greatly.

Gifts always bring joy. With the help of dozens of gifts, Rice started her day in a good mood.

In winter, people tend to become lazy and just want to lie in bed doing nothing, and Rice is no exception. Leaning against the fireplace in the lounge, gazing at the fire in a daze, is the ultimate indulgence for Rice.

And that's how he spent the whole day.

When the clock hand pointed to "seven", Rice realized that the Christmas ball would begin in an hour.

He returned to his dormitory and changed into a formal robe that was entirely emerald green with silver snake patterns on the cuffs.

When he returned to the common room, he found it packed with people as if by magic. Daphne and Astoria were there too, both dressed in matching gowns, with only slight differences in the patterns—similar to how Rice had dressed when he first met them.

Upon seeing Rice appear, both of their eyes lit up, and they quickly walked towards him.

Rice heard the "thump-thump" of footsteps. It turned out that the two of them had changed into crystal high heels. The crisp sound was the sound of the heels hitting the marble floor, which could not be drowned out even by the noise in the common room.

"The clothes fit perfectly."

"The color suits you very well."

"Thank you, your dresses are very beautiful too." The Lesson sisters smiled. "And I really like your gifts."

"That's great!" Daphne and Astoria immediately cheered.

The three of them chatted casually for a while before it was time to leave.

The Slytherin students descended the stairs to the first floor of the castle, where students from other houses were already crowding around.

Fleur Delacour, dressed in a long, silver-grey satin robe, floated through the crowd. If her stunning beauty attracted the attention of countless men, then her male companion drew the eyes of countless women.

Hibiscus's dance partner was Viktor Krum.

The two were grouped together in the Alchemist world and spent a month together, getting to know each other. After her failed "ambush" of Rice and instead attracting Malfoy's attention, Fleur decisively changed her target and got together with Krum.

She was lucky, too. After Krum came out of the Alchemy World, he stayed on Durmstrang's ship to train in seclusion, which allowed Fleur to take advantage of the situation.

Aside from these two most eye-catching contestants, Rice also noticed that Hermione's dance partner was Cedric, and Neville followed behind them with Luna as his dance partner.

Compared to Furong, Luna was eye-catching in a different way. Shules bluntly stated that he thought Luna's outfit resembled a cupcake.

"Good evening, Rhys Lint." A voice sounded behind Rhys. Rhys turned around and saw it was Rowena, whom he had dragged into this mess.

For today's ball, Rowena was also dressed up in her finest attire.

She chose a Roman-style sky-blue robe, wore an olive wreath, and Roman sandals, looking as if she had stepped out of an ancient Roman fresco.

It must be said that Aries gave Rowena a beautiful appearance.

After greeting Rice, Rowena fell silent, her eyes darting around, avoiding direct eye contact with him.

Rice: ...

He suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

After staring at the other person for a few seconds, Rice's eyes suddenly widened.

"You're an Aries!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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