The Triwizard Tournament is a magical contest held between the seven wizarding schools in the world. Each wizarding school sends a trio of wizards to represent their school as Champions. Selected Champions compete in three tasks designed to test ma...
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The Yule Ball
Christmas at Hogwarts was like none other. It was magical. Hogwarts was covered in several feet of snow. The lake froze solid allowing happy students to skate on it and snowball fights became the norm. Of course, no Christmas at Hogwarts was complete without the legendary Yule Ball.
The hall for the Yule Ball looked spectacular. Festoons of holly and mistletoe hung all around the walls, and no less than twelve towering Christmas trees stood around the room, some sparkling with tiny icicles, some glittering with hundreds of candles.
A soft golden glow illuminates the ballroom entrance. Festive music trickles melodically from somewhere afar. The ceiling has been enchanted to reflect the starry night sky with a full moon glimmering as if one could reach out and touch it.
Younger students not invited to the ball peek through the glass doors and see witches and wizards, dressed in their finest, standing to the sides expectantly. Waiting, they think, to catch their nerves and to let the music and moment overcome their inhibitions.
The finery is exquisite. Some attendees even sport filigree masks that cover their visages partially or fully. Students from Hogwarts mix with students from the foreign schools of magic. All eyes focused on finding the collection of champions.
The champions waited patently behind the large oak doors, their partners by their side. Each couple waited to be introduced to the attendees by the Headmistress as it was tradition for the couples to be announced and have the first dance. As they awaited the start of the ball, the other students get drinks or hors devours and mingle.
Students attending the ball frolicked innocently or mischievously or nervously but beyond the glow of their naivety there were ominous clouds rolling towards them with full speed. Not everyone in the ball is exactly who they seem. A series of Praesumptors have infiltrated the ball with bad intentions. There's no telling what might happen.
