Novel & Cerita Yule Ball Harry Potter

An electrical discharge escaped from Mila's fingers, formed into a small ball, resembling a crackling snowball, and headed straight for the assistant's chest. - What do you want to do? Pascal backed away, holding out his palms. - When did I manage to be guilty, mistress? — T-s-s! I need to check something. - Can anyone else do it? Look, Yosha is idle. - And you're right, you can hardly be called alive, you're still more of a spirit. Although the Marquis is a spirit…” the witch thought, holding the sparkling ball and not allowing it to move. - Yosha! Yosha! - The house elf reluctantly materialized at the threshold of the room, looking at what was happening with apprehension. - Stay close. The

As soon as the remaining few guests arrived Arya and Mr Reyes finally made their appearance in the hall. People were already talking in groups and the gentle sound of a harp made the beginning of the ball a real appetizer. Arya could feel all the gazes focusing on her and the house master as soon as they entered. They were wearing matching outfits and looked like true lords of their own empire. Mr Reyes approached the pyramid made of champagne glasses and with a strong voice made the introduction for the first toast.

theorized another old lady. “Eat it?” Harry had a weird expression on his face as he took a red ball out. “It’s so big and incredibly solid. Are you guys sure we are to eat it?” Everybody was speechless when they looked at the ball. Not only was it as large as a basketball, but it also seemed to be made of rocks and had weird designs engraved into it.

Yama groaned, "Open it already." I gave him a look, "Didn't you read yours already?" He made a face and took a large sip of his creamy smoothie. I almost forgot how much he loves to consume sugar. Trying to suppress my disgust at the drink, I broke the seal. It was from Underworld. Hades specifically. A grin stretched across my lips when I read the content. This year's annual Ball was going to be organised in the Underworld.

The celebration was at its peak but unfortunately there was nothing that could tempt to stay so I walked away from the celebration towards the woods, my absence really didn't take anything away from the celebration. The cold breeze soothed my cheekbones, the scent of trees were everywhere, moist and calm. I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply as I was enjoying the delightful smells of summer night I smelled a very familiar scent before I could open my eyes I knew who it was, I opened my eyes and found exactly what I was expecting, a slick and tall figure leaning on nearby tree. "Why weren't you in the meeting, father won't like it, you know that don't you?" I asked.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

"And because everything gets burned after the ball. So it's temporary, just for fun." "Students buy potions for painless shifting. Enchanted jewelry. Mood rings. Combat enhancers." Derek counted on his fingers. "All the stuff that's normally banned." Talia's mind raced. A black market where she could get all kinds of contraband items. Maybe there's something there to help me get past the anomaly test. She thought to herself and Titi agreed. "The ball is the best part though," Selene with a dreamy smile. "Everyone wears masks and dresses up. It's romantic and mysterious."

Kaela, restless in a way she hadn't been since the ridge. I ignored her. Then I went to the ball. ------ The Harrow Estate, where the Alpha Ball is held annually, is the kind of building designed specifically to make everyone inside it feel like a supporting character. High ceilings, chandelier light falling in warm columns, the low roar of a hundred conversations layered over careful music. Every powerful pack on the continent sends representation. Most Alphas attend personally. It is, as it has always been, political theatre dressed in good fabric and called a celebration.

Elara's POV: Entering the Winter Ball felt like stepping into a fairy tale. The grand room gleamed with shimmering lights that dangled from the high ceiling, casting a magical aura with its enchanting decorations of blue and silver. Sculptures crafted from ice sparkled under the soft glow, depicting intricate snowy scenes that mesmerized the guests. Soft music serenaded the room, weaving through the laughter and conversations of the attendees. As we made our entrance, all eyes gravitated towards us.