Ballroom Intrigue

Phoebe truly lived up to her name as "the flower of the court." Her dancing skills were in no way inferior to Katarin's, and her combination with Skylar made them look stunning. No matter how outstanding Katarin was, she could not regain even a sliver of everyone's attention.

The two danced slowly together. When admired from a distance, Skylar felt that Phoebe was so beautiful that she seemed like a fairy, almost unreal.

At this moment, with their faces so close, Skylar finally felt just how breathtaking the allure of a truly complete Veela bloodline could be. The beauty's almost perfect features, coupled with her bright, jewel-like eyes and the hint of spring in her eyes, made Skylar unable to resist the alluring thoughts that any man would have.

Just then, the Weird Sisters suddenly played a dramatic note. Phoebe gently wrapped her arm around Skylar's lower back, pressing her entire chest against Skylar, their faces close together. Everything happened so fast that before Skylar could even feel his blood surging and his heart racing, Phoebe's red lips were already kissing Skylar ear, softly uttering, "Be careful of Monroe." This somewhat alluring gesture, however, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been suddenly poured over Skylar's heart, instantly calming him down.

Before she could say another word, the climax of the Weird Sisters' performance had ended. As the melody slowed down, the two suddenly separated like a pair of fluttering butterflies. After Skylar gave Phoebe a knowing look, the dance ended.

"Miss Delacour not only beautiful and charming, but her dancing skills are also superb. It is truly an honor for Skylar to dance with you!" Skylar took Phoebe's hand in his and gently kissed the back of her hand, saying this.

Phoebe smiled sweetly, "Mr. Malfoy's dancing skills are quite good as well, making Phoebe very happy at tonight's ball!"

Just after seeing Phoebe off, another unexpected person walked up to Skylar.

"Mr. Malfoy dances so well! Katarin is so envious of your partner! Would Mr. Malfoy please dance with Katarin?"

This is Great Britain, this is Hogwarts, and Skylar is Champion representing Hogwarts, as well as a representative of the younger generation of Great Britain nobility. As the host country and the host, it would be extremely impolite for Skylar to refuse outright.

Skylar kissed the back of her hand and reached out to let her take his arm as they went down to the dance floor. This Katarin was not only a stunning beauty, but also the legitimate daughter of a wealthy and prestigious family. It seemed like a stroke of good fortune, but with Phoebe's special reminder, Skylar dared not relax his guard at all.

At first, nothing seemed amiss, but as the music quickened, Katarin gradually displayed a skill that even professional dancers Skylar. Each of her steps was outwardly graceful yet inwardly powerful, leaving Skylar only able to barely keep up with her through sheer agility and reflexes. What truly astonished Skylar was that he couldn't feel a single drop of sweat in Katarin's palms.

Is this woman really a witch? Aren't witches supposed to be physically weak?

Skylar cleared his mind of all distractions and focused entirely on their dance moves. This was a contest devoid of magic; Skylar represented the honor and prestige of the House of Malfoy and Hogwarts. Moreover, he was a well-known figure in the business, academic, political, and international organizations world. Even if his dancing skills were inferior, he absolutely could not afford to embarrass himself.

The two danced faster and faster, their steps becoming lighter and lighter. The people on the dance floor gradually dispersed, clearing a large space for them to dance. The professors and young wizards present were all stunned. Finally, as everyone left the dance floor, the ball had become, in a strict sense, a solo performance by Skylar and Katarin.

With Skylar's photographic memory and exceptional reflexes, he gradually grasped the essence of the dance as it progressed. Although it wasn't easy, he managed to keep up with her steps. Katarin suddenly revealed a girlish, innocent smile, "Mr. Malfoy is not only a powerful magician, but also a master dancer." This smile was so beautiful, and it appeared when Skylar was somewhat distracted, making Skylar almost unable to resist. If it were any other boy, he would probably have fallen for her.

Skylar tried his best to remain calm and smiled politely, "You flatter me. This is all thanks to Miss Monroe's excellent 'dance leadership.' Skylar just benefiting from your presence."

After finally finishing the first dance, everyone applauded. Dumbledore's eyes shone brightly; he stopped talking to the others and focused intently on the interaction between Skylar and Katarin. While the others might have thought it was just a beautiful dance, Dumbledore seemed to see something more in it.

Most of the women's eyes were fixed on Skylar, and they were all staring at her with hearts in their eyes. Astoria and Morrie were no exception; they were deeply captivated by Skylar's dance and envied Katarin. Daphne frowned slightly, a hint of worry in her expression. She didn't know why, but she just had a feeling that something was wrong.

Eleanor had long since stopped dancing with Poliakov and was now staring intently at Skylar and Katarin's dance. Her gaze was chillingly indifferent; she didn't seem to be appreciating the dance at all, but rather like an outsider watching a spectacle.

Draco also stopped dancing. He took Pansy's hand and stood with her, also turning his gaze to the two on the dance floor, looking thoughtful.

As for Harry and Ron? Harry had long since grown tired of the ball and had disappeared somewhere. Ron, on the other hand, sat quietly alone in an inconspicuous corner, watching Skylar with a gloomy expression, a hint of hatred and jealousy flashing in his eyes from time to time.

As the second piece of music began, Katarin had already wrapped her arms tightly around Skylar's waist, making it impossible for Skylar to escape.

Katarin pressed her chest against Skylar's, and her intoxicating fragrance wafted from her body. Skylar recognized it as the perfume he had smelled on her last time, but this time there seemed to be a subtle difference. Upon smelling this scent, Skylar couldn't help but have all sorts of erotic thoughts running through his mind, even his Occlumency was ineffective!

Good heavens! They've gathered intelligence and come prepared.

Skylar could only rely on the breathing techniques he had learned in the Muggle World in his previous life to try to adjust his breathing and control the various desires in his mind by slowing down his breathing.

This can't go on. Passively taking hits without fighting back isn't Skylar's style. Skylar perked up and sneered, "What a grand gesture, the Black Flutterby Flower that only blooms once every thousand years?" This time it was Katarin's turn to look surprised.

The full name of the Fluttering Wing Flower is the Flutterby Bush. Most young wizards will be familiar with this magical plant, as it is mentioned in the fourth-year Herbology course. It is also mentioned in Chapter 61 of Book 4 of this book. This plant only blooms once every hundred years, and its flowers are blue. However, the Black Flutterby Flower is different. It is a variant of the Fluttering Wing Flower, blooming only once every thousand years. It is much rarer and more precious, and is a specialty that only appears in certain hidden mountains on the border of France.

A shrewd glint appeared in Skylar's eyes. He knew that the production and distribution of this product were basically controlled by the twelve France Holy Blood Clans, and he even suspected that it was exclusively owned by the Moreau Family. The Black Flutterby Flower had always been a royal possession of the Pure-blood nobles of France, and ordinary France wizards and commoners had never even heard of it. Yet Skylar could name it after just a few sniffs, which naturally surprised Katarin.

A delicate expression appeared on Katarin's beautiful face as she said, "Mr. Malfoy truly lives up to his reputation; Katarin admires him greatly!" She slightly raised her head, meeting Skylar's gaze with a deep affection. While Skylar was still wondering what this woman was up to this time, her face suddenly turned cold. Her pupils flashed with a lightning-like light, followed by a crystalline mist rising from her eyes, like the dew of early spring, washing over them and making them Winky, impossible to look away from.

As the spring rain receded, and the sun rose over the earth, a captivating gaze flickered deep within her eyes. Skylar's mind went blank, and Katarin's angelic face was deeply etched into his thoughts. The faces of Daphne, Astoria, Morrie, and Meredith slowly faded away. Skylar suddenly felt an overwhelming urge to kneel before her, unable to resist her any longer, and wanted nothing more than to kneel before her now and become her most loyal lapdog.

First, she exhausted his physical and mental strength, then she used the rare and precious Black Flutterby Flower, and finally she pulled this stunt. Even though Skylar had already guessed that this woman had ill intentions from the beginning and was therefore wary, he still underestimated her methods. He did not expect her plan to be so meticulous and complex, with one step leading to another.

In short, in this battle of wits and schemes, Skylar has lost. If nothing unexpected happens, Skylar will fall madly in love with her, and may even become her slave, at her beck and call.

Skylar is not Harry; he doesn't have the protagonist's halo to protect him. If he really falls into trouble, even the author can't save him. He can only rely on himself to save himself.

The magic within him suddenly came alive, uncontrollably surging into his mind, giving him a jolt and jolting him awake. He instantly understood what had happened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He thought to himself how close he had come to disaster. No matter how much Katarin schemed, she could never have guessed that Skylar possessed a unique, active magic power, the only one of its kind in a thousand years, which had forged the "Trinity" destiny!

For the first time, Skylar exposed his most treasured "Magic Eye" to outsiders. A large amount of magic surged into his eyes like a torrent, making his eyeballs instantly hot. His pupils emitted a holy milky white light as he stared directly into Katarin's eyes without flinching!

Pansy gasped softly from the sidelines. Draco had accidentally squeezed her little hand too hard. Draco looked like he understood, a slight smile playing on his lips. His eyes suddenly became incredibly deep, gleaming with a hidden light.

Dumbledore wore an expression that said, "I knew it," finally giving him a reasonable explanation for Skylar's unbelievably monstrous talent.

Katarin was no exception. She was first surprised, then a hint of confidence in her eyes revealed her determination to win. Skylar and Katarin continued dancing together on the dance floor. At first glance, there was nothing unusual about them, except that their steps were a little slower than before. This was because both of them were exerting their full mental strength, engaging in an invisible battle without the attention of the others.

Katarin's pupils continuously welled up with mist, condensing and dissolving repeatedly, like a beautiful kaleidoscope, while the milky white light in Skylar's eyes gradually increased in brightness, becoming more and more dazzling and blinding.

Katarin's bloodline power is inherited from the Grindelwald family's "Heart-Stirring," while the Moreau Family's bloodline talent "Sword Heart" also gives her eye power the attribute of penetrating defenses; while Skylar's Magic Eye is known for its mental power, it does not have the secret technique of using eye power for mental attacks. It can only rely on its superior mental power to forcibly close the gap between the two eye techniques and hold its ground.

The two sides reached a stalemate.

The Weird Sisters' piece ended with a heavy organ note, and both of them trembled simultaneously. Katarin pretended to stumble and fell, and Skylar quickly caught her, conveniently covering up their earlier squabble. Katarin whispered in Skylar's ear with a soft laugh, "Mr. Malfoy is indeed amazing. Let's play together again sometime."

With that, she swept away a fragrant breeze and gracefully turned to leave. Only then did Skylar realize that his back was already soaked with sweat, and his eyes were stinging slightly.

After this incident, Skylar lost interest in staying at the ball and returned to the Slytherin Common Room accompanied by his girlfriends.

Meanwhile, Harry and Ron also left the Great Hall, triggering a dialogue between Karkaroff and Snape, as well as a dialogue between Hagrid and Maxime, near the rose bushes, which will not be detailed here.

At midnight, the Weird Sisters stopped playing, and everyone gave them one last round of enthusiastic applause, officially ending the ball.