Sorcerer Supreme at Hogwarts (English Versión)

Chapter 123 - "Next time, it's better to seek professional help."

"Next time, it's better to seek professional help."

"The Yule Ball has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament since its inception. On Christmas Eve, all our guests will join us in the Great Hall for a night of modest frivolity. As representatives of the hosting school, I expect each and every one of you to make a good impression. And I mean that literally, because the Yule Ball is a ball," McGonagall said, looking at all the Gryffindor students.

Upon hearing that, all the male students began complaining, while the female students quickly cheered up.

"Seriously? What did you expect, a battle to the death, the last one standing?" Stephen said, looking at his classmates as if they were idiots.

"Silence!" McGonagall shouted to quickly calm everyone down.

"The house of Godric Gryffindor has earned the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries, and I will not allow any of you to tarnish that name in one night by behaving like a bunch of rude, bumbling oafs," McGonagall said seriously, fixing her gaze on everyone present.

"Dancing is letting your body breathe... within every girl resides a beautiful swan longing to emerge and take flight, and within every boy, a lion prepared to pounce... Mr. Weasley," she quickly said, turning toward Ron.

He was with Seamus, mocking one of the girls who looked nothing like a swan, so McGonagall had probably overheard him.

"May I have this dance, please?" McGonagall asked, extending her hand to Ron, who, amid mocking laughter, stood up.

"Hey, boss," the Weasley twins said, approaching where Wanda and Stephen were sitting.

"If McGonagall taught us how to dance like the head of the house..." "Do you think Snape and Flitwick are teaching the Slytherins and Ravenclaws?" they said while trying to hold back their laughter.

This made everyone around them start laughing, which annoyed McGonagall a bit, as she was dancing with Ron.

"Quickly, everyone choose a partner and follow my instructions," McGonagall said quickly, shooting an angry glance at Stephen and his group.

The girls quickly stood up, while the boys tried to act clueless.

"Sigh..." Stephen stood up, looking at his male classmates, then glanced at the girls who were staring at him like lions eyeing their prey. He started to regret it a little. Luckily, Wanda was there to help him.

Well, kind of.

"If you ask me on your knees, maybe I'll be your partner," Wanda said, looking at him arrogantly.

"I won't tell Tony you used his popcorn maker to fry popcorn and filled it with candy, then it exploded while you were testing it," Stephen quickly responded.

"Then it's a pleasure to make a deal with you," Wanda quickly said.

They both ended up as dance practice partners.

"How disgusting..." Wanda said, taking Stephen's hand.

"It's either that or choose someone else and make our partners jealous," Stephen said, annoyed.

Seeing that Stephen and Wanda were dancing lightly, the others stood up in annoyance and quickly partnered with other girls. The dance practice began quickly.

Although at some point, Stephen and Wanda's dance turned into a battle of feet and attempts to step on each other, so McGonagall quickly stopped them.

As Stephen walked alongside Tony, discussing some technical ideas about the fusion of magic and modern technology, they saw Ron and Harry walking somewhat depressed.

"What's wrong with you two?" Stephen asked quickly.

"Nothing, we just didn't get a partner for the ball," Ron said, a bit depressed.

"You're always in... a group. How are we supposed to ask them?" Harry said quickly.

"I thought several girls had invited you?" Tony said, somewhat surprised.

"Yeah, but I didn't know them, and they were more like fans coming up to me," Harry said, a bit embarrassed, since, technically, he didn't have the same problem as Ron, because not even a single girl had come up to Ron to ask him.

"Didn't you ask Hermione to be your partner? There's also Ginny, Luna, or maybe the grandmother. You can even ask Misty to create an illusion for you," Stephen said, although in the end, he was starting to tease.

"You've fought zombies, dragons, and still can't ask a girl to the ball. I'm disappointed," Tony said, shaking his head.

"You... could you teach us?" the two asked, a little embarrassed.

Tony and Stephen looked at each other for a second and answered, "Sure," with a smile.

In Sirius' office:

Ron, Harry, Tony, Loki, Fred, George, Sirius, Stephen, and, for some reason, Neville, who also wanted help asking a girl to the ball, were all gathered.

"What if you just say: 'Do you want to come with me? I have cookies.' Everyone likes cookies, right?" Ron suggested, looking for a good idea to talk to a girl.

"Unless you want to end up visited by the Aurors. I think that's the worst plan," Tony quickly responded.

"Just tell her you're the Chosen One," Loki said, looking at Harry.

"Trust me, kid. Just flaunt your bank account, and you won't even have to invite her. She'll come to you," Tony added quickly.

Sigh "You guys are useless," Stephen said quickly.

"You can use one of our Weasley products. How about an Exploding Love Candy? She literally won't be able to resist... but you might end up singed," the twins said, one of them seeming to have the best idea so far, more or less.

"What about something like: 'Are you an axe? Because you completely disarm me'?" the twins said with mischievous smiles.

"Just be yourself, but make sure 'yourself' includes a bit of mischief and a whole lot of style," Sirius said, acting like the adult in the room and trying to give good advice. "When I was young, I was pretty good at flirting. Girls would line up to meet me."

"By the way, Sirius, we might send you out front with Professor Natasha. So you'll have to use your flirting skills to save yourself," George quickly added.

"You see. There's always a woman looking for me," Sirius quickly responded, while the others just looked at him like he was an idiot. They were probably looking for him to give him a beating for his jokes with his group.

"Draw a portal directly to the ball with her on the other side. The implicit invitation will do all the work for you," Stephen said easily, sounding proud.

"You're the only one who can create portals. And I think kidnapping will also attract the Aurors to your door," Tony quickly retorted.

(Nervously) "What if I plant a Mimbulus Mimbletonia bush in her garden as a sign of my affection...? No? Too weird?" Neville said softly.

"And what the heck is that?" Ron quickly asked.

"A very rare plant, that's all," Stephen said.

Bang

The door suddenly burst open, startling everyone. They looked and saw Fleur, Natasha, Hermione, Wanda, and Daphne staring at them like idiots.

"You better finish up your meeting full of nonsense," Natasha quickly said. "Don't listen to the idiots. Just muster up some courage and ask if they want to be your partners," she said, looking at Ron and Harry.

"Well, we gave the best ideas. You choose," Stephen said as he quickly left with Fleur.

As everyone quickly dispersed, they laughed at the nonsense they had said.

"Seriously, were those your plans for winning over girls?" Fleur asked, looking at her boyfriend suspiciously.

"Of course not. We were just messing with them," Stephen said with a smile.

"And if they actually did those stupid things?" Fleur asked, rolling her eyes.

"Then it's better to actually help them," Stephen said as he turned to look for Harry, not wanting him to end up in jail because of his own foolishness.

In the Great Hall, all the students were doing their homework, under Snape's watchful eye.

"This is absurd. If we keep this up, we'll be the only ones without a date for the ball." As soon as Ron said this, Snape walked over to him and shoved his head into his book to make him keep studying.

"Well... us and Neville," Ron said quietly.

"I don't think it's worth using the guys' advice," Harry said while laughing with Ron.

"They might not know, but he already has a date," Hermione quickly said, upset with her friends for mocking Neville.

"So the others' ideas actually worked?" Ron quickly asked, surprised.

"Of course not," Hermione said, quickly ignoring him while she kept doing her homework.

Fred quickly threw a paper at Ron, telling him to hurry up and find a date.

"Who are you going with?" Ron asked, annoyed.

Fred then threw a paper ball at Angelina and, with gestures and whispers, easily asked her out, to which she accepted without a second thought. Fred then turned to look at Harry and Ron, smiling arrogantly.

"Hermione, you're a girl," Ron said, turning to look at her, but quickly looked at her with annoyance.

"How observant," Hermione said sarcastically.

"Go with one of us," Ron quickly said.

Meanwhile, Snape, who was standing behind them, quickly hit Ron in the head with a book. Harry, unable to hold back his laughter, also got a hit.

After Snape walked away, they returned to their conversation.

"Harry, didn't you tell her?" Hermione quickly asked, looking at Harry.

"What thing?" Ron asked.

"Well... Stephen told me to ask Hermione, so she agreed to go with me," Harry said, a little embarrassed. Initially, he had wanted to go with Cho Chang, but she was invited by another guy.

Then, Stephen, worried that Harry would use his silly ideas and end up making a fool of himself or getting arrested, grabbed Hermione, who was passing by with Natasha, and urged them to go together.

"Anyway, it's better to go with someone you know."

Hermione didn't mind and stood up calmly to hand in her homework to Snape.

"I hope you find a date," Hermione said as she passed by a surprised Ron.

"Dammit! So I'm the only one without a date. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Ron quickly said, as he became depressed about being the only one without a date.

"Now you're going to have to help me. When I get back to the common room, I need a date. If not, we won't be friends," he quickly said, while Snape, tired of listening to them, hit them in the head again.