Chapter 524: Dress Robes
On the night before Christmas, a timely snowfall blanketed the castle and grounds, adding a magical touch to the scene. Snowflakes coated the rooftops and turrets of Hogwarts, while the Black Lake froze over, its surface shimmering under the pale sunlight. Durmstrang's large ship was also encased in ice, its sail ropes sparkling with crystalline frost, making it appear far more majestic than before.
Christmas breakfast was a hearty affair, featuring steaming stew and a variety of puddings. Despite the holiday, the Great Hall buzzed with its usual activity, packed with students and staff enjoying the festive feast.
"Hogwarts food is so greasy," Fleur muttered, her tone laced with disdain as she piled her plate with tortillas and boiled potatoes. "I feel like my gown is going to be too big for me."
Kyle quietly continued eating his stew, choosing not to engage. He had grown accustomed to hearing similar complaints from Fleur recently. At times, he even wondered if she'd find a plate of plain leaves too rich for her liking.
However, Kanna, seated next to him, seemed affected by Fleur's remark. She glanced at Fleur's modest plate, which seemed barely enough to satisfy even an owl, and then at the hearty bowl of stew in front of her. After a moment of hesitation, she reluctantly set her bowl back on the table.
"It's okay, just eat it," Kyle said nonchalantly, sliding the bowl back toward her. "By the time you grow taller next year, you'll probably need a new gown anyway. You can just buy one then."
"No," Kanna murmured, shaking her head. "Not today..." She reached for some tortillas instead.
Fleur seemed to catch on and turned to glare at Kyle. Her tone grew sharp as she said, "Are you trying to suggest that I won't grow any taller?"
"No, no, I didn't mean that. You said it yourself," Kyle replied with a shrug, feigning innocence. His casual response only succeeded in making Fleur even angrier.