Yule Ball (II)

The magnificent white gown, embroidered with gold, was made of Unicorn Hair and the silk of Acromantula, and adorned with numerous gold and silver threads.

The materials alone were expensive, not to mention that the entire gown was designed and made by Madam Malkin herself.

Now, it fits William perfectly, highlighting his tall and slender figure.

After changing into his formal attire, William arrived at the Room of Requirement a few minutes earlier than the agreed time.

He pushed open the door and entered, noticing that the room's decor had changed slightly.

A carved dressing table stood in the center of the room, and Hermione was sitting in a soft chair, doing her makeup in front of the mirror.

"Is it already time, William?" Her voice was soft and sweet, tinged with a hint of panic.

"No, there's still some time. I'm just too early." William walked over.

"Yes, I'll be done soon too!" Hermione slowly stood up and turned to look at William.

He was stunned for a moment.

Hermione wore a gorgeous light blue embroidered long dress with a beaded collar, paired with a ruby necklace and diamond earrings.

Her hair was no longer messy, but smooth and shiny, styled into an elegant updo at the back of her head.

She also wore a small silver Diadem set with twelve shimmering teardrop-shaped diamonds.

This is a headdress made by Goblin. During summer vacation, when the "debt-collecting duo" went to Gringotts to collect debts, the girl saw it and liked it, so William bought it for her.

At this moment, under William's direct gaze, Hermione blushed deeply, gathered her skirt, and lowered her head to speak softly:

"What's wrong? Is something wrong? Do you look ugly?"

"No, no... I just..."

William stammered a little when he spoke for the first time, something he had never done before when he saw Phoebe or Babbling, that aloof and incomparably beautiful vampire...

"Just what?" Hermione walked over lightly with her hands behind her back, exuding an alluring fragrance.

The aroma... fragrant but not greasy, it was simply irresistible.

Now, with her face flushed, the girl was even more captivating.

"Is it pretty?" Hermione touched her burning face.

William grasped Hermione's small hand that was stroking his cheek, and unconsciously kneaded it, saying, "Beautiful... you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

"I don't believe it!" Hermione blinked, her face flushed, and said.

Aunt Lyanna told me that you can't trust what boys say, especially sweet talk.

She also told me to keep a close eye on you, and not let you... run away.

"Forget the first part, just remember the second part." William stared intently at Hermione's stunningly beautiful face.

After being carefully dressed up, Hermione was even more beautiful than Phoebe.

The girl lowered her head, then looked up at him intently, and nodded earnestly:

"Don't worry, you'll never get rid of me in this lifetime. Wherever you go, I'll follow!"

Perhaps she wasn't used to saying such direct words of love, Hermione's eyes and cheeks were almost dripping with tears.

William pinched her nose, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Let's go, we should go to the ball."

You're Champion... and the leading lady tonight, you can't be late."

Hermione obediently hummed in agreement and gently took William's arm.

The Great Hall entrance was already packed with students.

Everyone was no longer dressed in uniform black robes, but in colorful gowns.

The girls were all dressed up in beautiful clothes, spending all their time and effort on their appearance and wearing the most expensive jewelry.

Harry stood in the crowd, searching for Cho.

Although Qiu wasn't his dance partner, just seeing her from afar... was enough for tonight; he could finally get a good night's sleep.

"Harry, what are you looking for?" Parvati asked, frowning.

Harry's dance partner, Parvati, was a beautiful Indian witch.

The girl wore a striking pink robe, her jet-black hair was braided with gold ribbons, and her gold bracelet Winky on her wrist.

It looks beautiful and has a curry flavor.

"I'm looking for Ron," Harry lied.

"Ron? Has he found a dance partner?" Parvati asked gleefully. "I heard he got into a fight with Seamus."

Harry said awkwardly, "Found it, it's Lavender."

Parvati also has a younger sister named Padma, who is a student at Ravenclaw House.

The two are like a pair of beautiful twin lotus flowers.

Harry had wanted Padma to be Ron's dance partner, but she refused outright, saying she didn't like dark wizards.

That's why Ron went to Lavender.

Harry looked around again but didn't see Seamus.

He probably didn't come to the ball because he didn't have a dance partner.

Although it sounds tragic, the good thing is... he won't be fighting with Ron at the ball.

"Ron, over here!" Harry suddenly waved.

Ron walked over awkwardly, wearing a dark purple velvet dress with a collar trimmed with what looked like moldy ruffles.

Lavender was with him.

Lavender wore a bright red robe and thick lipstick. The foundation on her face was also frighteningly thick, so her neck and face were clearly two different colors.

She clung to Ron, a bright smile on her face, and gave him a tight hug.

From a distance, it looked as if Lavender was holding Ron's head between his arms.

Harry felt incredibly embarrassed for Ron, but Lavender just kept rambling on and on:

"Luoluo, it seems Seamus isn't here... so the two of you won't be able to fight."

Lavender's words didn't reveal whether he was happy or disappointed.

But her expression did indeed look like... disappointment.

She saw Harry too, and asked again:

"Luoluo, it's Harry! He won't fight you, will he? I'm scared."

Ron's eyes weren't on Lavender; instead, he was looking around the crowd.

He suddenly stopped moving and stared blankly at the wooden door.

In an instant, not only him, but almost all the male and female wizards looked towards the doorway and then gaped open.

A young male and female wizard walked in.

William had thick, glossy dark brown hair that curled smoothly, and dark green pupils that sparkled like emeralds.

He wore an extremely ornate white-gold robe, but otherwise hardly any other adornment.

He wore no rings or necklaces, yet he appeared even more dashing and exceptionally handsome.

Many people recognized William at a glance, and when they turned to look at the girl next to him, they all seemed somewhat lost and disoriented.

Hermione looked like a princess, wearing Diadem and adorned with magnificent jewelry that shimmered with silver light.

As she walked, her long blue dress cascaded down in layers, resembling a shy, budding golden peony.

William and Hermione walked side by side, looking quite like a handsome couple, heading straight for the Great Hall.

As he passed Ron, he opened his mouth as if to say something... but William and Hermione seemed not to notice him and walked right past him.

Lavender stopped embracing Ron; her gaze was unfocused, fixed on William.

He's incredibly handsome.

She then thought to herself with jealousy, "What a pity that such an outstanding man is Granger's boyfriend!"

And that beautiful gown, with diamonds that sparkled unbelievably.

It's so sour!

It was so sour it gave me a stomach hemorrhage!!

Luoluo, I want one too!

The ball was about to begin, and Filch, still holding the bill, stood impatiently at the door.

He was wearing a very old and rather outdated tailcoat with a bow tie.

Filch needed to ensure that none of the younger students who were underage were allowed into the Great Hall.

After all, the Yule Ball is only for students in fourth grade and above; if you are not old enough or have not been invited, you are not allowed to enter.

He glanced at the time, feeling somewhat irritated.

Scattered here and there, a few students would always walk by at a leisurely pace.

Filch also wanted to attend the ball, Madam Pince asked her to sing a waltz of love.

Filch held up the famous list and glared fiercely at the student.

Just as the door was about to close, a young wizard walked over.

Filch was somewhat taken aback and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

William Stark walked over, leading a little girl who looked only eight or nine years old.

He's old!

"Stark, didn't you just go in with Granger?" Filch asked warily.

William rolled his eyes and said slyly, "Can't I have two dance partners?"

"But this girl hasn't started school yet, has she?"

Filch stared at Gabrielle.

His unspoken message was... How could you do that to such a small child?

You beast!

"I like small ones, is that wrong?" William said matter-of-factly.

Gabrielle nodded vigorously, standing on tiptoe and trying to grab William's arm.

The two quickly and successfully blended in.

Gabrielle whispered, "Anne, are you sure it's okay? Will William be angry if we find out?"

"My brother won't, but Hermione might break my legs... so be careful not to let her find out."

As Anne spoke, she put on a mask and then put one on Gabrielle as well.

This is a gift Hermione brought her from Venice.

This came in handy just in time.

Hope you have fun tonight!

Anne swore... this would be the only time!

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