Sister's Friends

The youngest-ever recipient of the Cairo International Alchemy Convention's Pioneering Contribution Gold Medal had been born!

Katrina sat in the dining room, leafing through the Daily Prophet's headlines. She felt as though she had once again seen a familiar scene in the newspaper.

Not long ago, the Daily Prophet's front page had similarly made a huge fuss over Albert Anderson winning the Barnaby Finley Excellent Spellcasting Technique Award.

"That guy really is amazing."

The girl carefully read the article, comparing it with what she had heard from others, and promptly lost interest in the report. At least seventy percent of it had been made up out of thin air.

She still remembered Isabelle saying that Albert's introduction after receiving the award had been especially impressive, completely intimidating all the wizards who had questioned whether he deserved it because of his age.

"Should I give up the Yule Ball?" Katrina had guessed why Albert had invited her to this year's Yule Ball. She was conflicted, and even a little upset. However, Isabelle had made it very clear that she did not intend to attend the Yule Ball and was even willing to lend Katrina her dress.

Katrina really did like Isabelle's gown, and it happened to match Albert's formal robes perfectly.

Perhaps she should give the opportunity to Isabelle.

Setting down the Daily Prophet, Katrina looked toward the kitchen, where a busy figure came into view. Ever since Isabelle had invited her two female friends over, Katrina had suddenly discovered that a house-elf had appeared in their home without warning. It not only helped prepare their three daily meals, but also took care of the housework.

She had once asked Isabelle what was going on with that house-elf.

"I borrowed it from someone. It'll go back after a while."

That had