"Potter really seems to have given up on you. He's seeing Pruett now," Daphne said, chatting about gossip with Alice as she applied light makeup in front of the mirror.
"Isn't that a good thing?"
Alice did not seem surprised in the least that Potter and Pruett had gotten together.
"You set them up," Daphne said, turning to look at her.
"Not really. At most, I just gave them an opportunity." Alice stood before the full-length mirror, inspecting her outfit.
"You really aren't going to put on any makeup?"
Daphne was very curious about what Alice would look like after dressing up.
"No. I'm only going up there to dance."
Alice did not care, nor could she be bothered to make herself look especially glamorous.
"That's such a shame." Daphne sounded rather regretful. "With your looks, even a little effort would definitely stun everyone and leave all the other girls in the shade."
In the end, Daphne still failed to persuade Alice.
Alice changed into a very simple white dress and arrived at the castle's Entrance Hall as though she were attending an ordinary dinner party. Ignoring Miss Polina's astonished expression, she walked to Matthew's side and gave her dance partner a nod in greeting.
Yes, Alice had not dressed up specially for the Christmas Ball, but her simple outfit still drew the eyes of countless students and sparked a wave of whispers around her.
"Champions, please come this way!"
Someone shouted loudly by the Great Hall's doors.
"In a way, they do make a good match."
Watching the pair walk away, Daphne suddenly said to Polina beside her.
"If you don't have a suitable dance partner, we can make do and dance together later." Before Polina could speak, Daphne introduced herself in clumsy French. "Daphne, Daphne Greengrass."
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