The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

Instead of advocating for the badger's reputation as a Hufflepuff representative, Cedric asked Scott curiously, "I noticed you also inscribed a magic circuit just now. What's the purpose of that?"

“It has no other function,” Scott said with a laugh. “It just glows.”

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the four crystal-clear animals emitted different colored lights from their bodies.

Bathed in these lights, the ice sculptures instantly became radiant and dazzling.

"Wow……"

Upon seeing this change, everyone gasped in amazement.

Scott nodded in satisfaction. "It's daytime now, so it's not very obvious. It should look even better at night."

"Great!" Fred exclaimed. "I don't have to make those damn magic lamps anymore!"

He looked extremely happy.

But at the same time, he also faced Angelina's "death stare".

“Tell me, Fred,” Angelina said, “what do you mean by ‘those damn magic lamps’?”

Fred immediately corrected himself, “Oh, you misheard me, Angelina. I meant ‘those beautiful magic lamps.’”

"You're being so perfunctory!" Angelina punched him. "I'm not deaf! 'Damn' and 'pretty' sound completely different!"

Fred quickly dodged her iron fist.

"It's my verbal tic. I usually like to use 'damn' instead of 'pretty' because it's cooler!"

"How come I didn't know you had that verbal tic!"

"You just didn't notice."

"Really? Then do you think I'm pretty? Come on, compliment me with 'damn'!"

"Oh Angelina, you look absolutely gorgeous today!"

"You... never mind, well, I'll let you off the hook for now."

Angelina was satisfied; Fred had escaped unscathed.

This left Scott and his companions, who were watching, quite disappointed.

They were expecting a one-sided beating, so why did it suddenly turn into flirting?

Is this reasonable?

The extravagantly designed towers of Hogwarts quickly attracted onlookers.

Both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were amazed by their results.

Scott also heard several Durmstrang students suggest decorating their ghost ship as well, but most of the Durmstrang students rejected the suggestion.

Scott felt their decision was clearly very wise.

The ship had a bizarre shape and an eerie atmosphere; no amount of decoration would likely help.

It clashes with the joyful atmosphere of Christmas, but it blends perfectly into the festive spirit of Halloween without any decorations.

The Christmas ball that day started at seven o'clock in the evening.

After dinner, everyone in Hogwarts Tower began to busy themselves with their personal appearance.

Several girls were gathered in the common room, busy with skincare, applying makeup to each other, and using hair care products, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter.

Scott and his friends returned to their dorm room, trying to style their hair to look their best before changing into their formal attire.

Scott cast a drying spell, then used his wand as a hairdryer to straighten his slightly curly hair.

After fixing his hair, he sprayed on some hairspray to set it.

Roger prepared the setting solution, but Scott and Fred used up most of it.

Afterwards, Scott found the dress that had been prepared.

His tuxedo was custom-made before he came to Beauxbatons at Elegance Wizarding Clothing Shop in Hogsmeade.

First, there were well-fitting trousers, a white shirt, a black tie, and a black vest.

Then came a dark blue satin robe.

The robe was embroidered with silver patterns on its satin surface. These patterns were usually inconspicuous, but they shimmered under the lights, perfectly matching the atmosphere of the ball.

Scott put on his robe, tidied himself up in front of the mirror, and finally pinned a Hogwarts badge to his lapel.

Are you all dressed?

He turned to look at the other two people.

Roger and Fred's suits were also newly bought.

Roger was dressed in somber black, while Fred was dressed in a dazzling red.

“Aren’t you going a bit too far?” Roger said to Fred. “Your robes and hair have become one with your hair, oh, and the red freckles on your face, it’s a disaster.”

Fred himself was quite satisfied.

He straightened his tie in front of the mirror, raised his chin, and said, "This is exactly what I wanted. I've inquired, and Angelina's dress is also red."

Roger disagreed, saying, "I think your red hair is enough to match her red dress. You should wear a black dress to complement her skin tone; that would obviously be more sophisticated."

“No!” Fred refused to accept his opinion. “I’m going to shine, so everyone can see at a glance that Angelina and I are a couple!”

“If that’s the case, then you’ll definitely be very successful.” Roger looked away.

After the three of them finished getting ready, just as they were about to leave the dormitory, the [Magic Mirror] that Scott had placed on the table suddenly lit up.

Fred walked over and connected the communication device; George's face appeared in the mirror.

“Oh my god!” George stared wide-eyed at his twin brother, “Fred, you’re like a red screaming letter!”

"That's right, I'm going to attract everyone's attention like a roaring letter!" Fred said confidently.

George nodded. "Obviously, once you put this on, you can do it without any effort."

“Thank you for the compliment, George,” Fred said, “but I don’t have time to talk to you any longer, we have to go to the ball.”

“Go ahead, and remember to bring the [Magic Mirror],” George said. “We’re all very curious to see what it’ll be like at the Christmas ball.”

“No, I don’t have time for that today,” Fred refused outright.

George immediately said, "Then we should talk about how you misappropriated our joint funds to buy this red Howling Letter suit."

"I don't care about any of that." Fred waved his hand. "It's Christmas today, and I'm going to a ball with the girl I like. Nobody's going to make me stand here holding up a mirror and broadcasting it to you guys!"

With that, he hung up the call.

"Let's go, we should head out."

He said to Scott and Roger.

Scott turned and glanced at the [Magic Mirror] on the table.

“Never mind,” Fred nudged him in the back. “We can show them our decorated tower after the ball, oh, if they’re not asleep by then.”

It was indeed inconvenient to "live stream" today, so Scott didn't say anything.

The three of them left the dormitory and returned to the common lounge.

By this time, the boys had all tidied themselves up and were sitting on the sofa, but the girls had not yet appeared.

"Should we wait here?" Roger asked. "Aside from our dance partner being one of our own, shouldn't we head out first? After all, we can't leave the girl waiting there."

"Oh Roger, can't you wait to see your Katrin?"

Caccini, wearing a white dress, came down the stairs.

She didn't take Roger's advice to wear a wig, but after makeup and jewelry, although her hair was short, she no longer looked like a boy.

“Oh, Kacchini, thank goodness.” Roger looked her over a few times. “After seeing you, I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief for Krum. At least he won’t be suspected of his sexual orientation anymore.”

Kacchini glared at him. "I can't lecture you right now, but I'll remember this."

Just then, Dumbledore came down from upstairs.

"Is everything ready?" he asked loudly.

"Ready!"

The girls rushed out of their dorm room, each of them dressed up beautifully.

"Great, let's set off together then."

Dumbledore then went downstairs again.

Good evening, Angelina.

Fred walked up to Angelina, who was wearing a red dress.

"Oh, you……"

Angelina stared in disbelief at Fred, who was covered in red.

Fred puffed out his chest and asked her with a smile, "How is it? Doesn't it suit your outfit?"

"Yes……"

Angelina covered her mouth and laughed nonstop.

“Alright, now there are two Roaring Letters.” Roger muttered to Scott.

As the group walked out of the tower, they couldn't help but stop to admire the way their work looked in the night.

At this moment, the four animals representing the four houses of Hogwarts were emitting a dazzling light, which was very eye-catching.

“Oh Scott, you should do this at Hogwarts too,” Dumbledore said with a smile.

When they arrived at the square in front of Beauxbatons Castle, they discovered that the ice sculptures there were in a different style upon closer inspection.

This place seems to have transformed into a forest sculpted from ice and snow, teeming with all sorts of wondrous creatures, as well as a variety of exotic flowers and rare herbs.

Stepping into this snowy forest was like entering a pure white world. Everything in sight was pure white, with a hazy white mist rising from the ground and tiny stars twinkling in the mist.

They walked through the forest and entered a castle covered in ice.

And Beauxbatons’ enormous banquet hall has once again changed its style.