Team Harry, 31 points
The second Triwizard Task for 2018-2019 was a combination cake decorating and cocktail mixing event. Cakes were judged for aestheticism and creativity, while cocktails were judged on taste and presentation. But alas, there could only be one winner. Tied in second place were Team Harry and Fleur, with 31 points each. First place went to Team Cedric with 39 points.
Team Harry, 31 points
Team Harry's cake was envisioned as the birthday cake Hagrid would give Harry for his 31st birthday--coming up this July. Their cocktail and mocktail were very pretty and sparkly, and the mocktail had a creative twist-- goblet-of-fire inspired scrolls with the names of the judges. However, points were lost for a less-than-pleasant tasting mocktail.
Team Fleur, 31 points
Team Fleur made some very controversial decisions. Their cake was decorated as the cake to be presented at Fleur's 100th deathday party, which of course poor Fleur and all her guests would be unable to taste; they would have to content themselves with passing through it. Accompanying the cake were four cupcakes, each containing a clue as to how Fleur was killed. The President was rather turned off by the morbid and gruesome presentation, while the editor appreciated the dark humour and just how realistic the berry-blood looked, and points were given accordingly. Their cocktail was deemed acceptable by the President, but their mocktail was nearly disqualified, as it was uncertain if literal icing in a cup really counted as a liquid. However, the editor greatly appreciated the pure joy of eating literal sugar and so the mocktail was judged quite highly indeed.
Team Cedric, 39 points
The winner of the night was Team Cedric, coming in at 39 points. Team Cedric had a very ambitious cake--a model of the Hogwarts Lake, complete with a very detailed cake sculpture of the giant squid. The cocktail and mocktail were both nicely presented, and both were deemed delicious. The editor downed the mocktail because it was really really good.
The case of the black icing
While most of the night was spent joyously, there was a moment where HPSoc member turned against HPSoc member. It was discovered by a member of Team Harry that Team Cedric had black icing--which Team Harry had been desperate for for quite some time. The matter was later cleared up as a misunderstanding, but not before some excellent reaction shots were captured:
For more pictures of the event, including some group photos, see below! We hope everyone had fun at the event!
Every Friday*, The Quibbler posts a new fanfic contributed by an HPSoc member. This week's fanfic was contributed by an HPSoc member in Trinity 2018.
*or, more accurately, on the following weekend, when the editor remembers this is her job--which has happened pretty much every time
The Cat- Xavier
Dolores Umbridge had always, always, ALWAYS loved cats. Often, cats liked her as well. Though she did not have her own, she often saw one particular cat around Hogwarts. Of this cat, she was particularly fond as her first kitten as a child would have grown up to look precisely the same.
She remembered every single time she saw this cat, a grey Tabby with the greenest eyes.
The first time was from far off, out the window. She had spotted him, for she had decided the Tabby was a male, as had been her childhood kitten, from out of the window, slinking around the corner. She had thought about him all day…
The second time, he was down the corridor from her, staring at her, judging her, somehow, if a cat could judge. She took only a step closer, but the cat must have startled, for he ran off despite her best efforts.
For that, Dolores was saddened. It really ruined her day, actually, even more than the presence of children at Hogwarts.
Each time after this, she only got a couple of steps closer, as if the cat were counting, no matter how slowly she walked or how sweetly she spoke to him.
Twelve steps away last Tuesday.
She just wanted to pet him.
For him to like her, yet he always ran off…
Humans didn’t like her, but cats were supposed to. He must just be shy, she rationalised. Next time, she decided, she would allow him to approach her instead. That must be the problem.
Yes, a cat simply couldn’t dislike her. That would be absolutely preposterous. She would mourn the pain of a cat long before the death of a student, which obviously entitled her to their love.
Yet, the year went on and she never got any closer to the cat than that. Then, one day, just before the OWLs were scheduled to begin, she saw the cat again, just down the corridor…
‘Please, don’t go…’ She drew in a breath sharply as the cat turned away slowly. In frustration, she sighed, ‘If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were taunting me…’
And the cat was gone again- wait! No, the cat had come over to her this time! It was a miracle! ‘There we are, see? Nothing to scare you here…’ She bent down, reaching her hand out. The tabby came closer, sniffing her hand.
When she went to pet him, the cat suddenly bit her. Umbridge shouted and drew back, terribly shocked, ‘Ow! Oh you naughty cat….!’ And the cat ran off.
Dolores regretted her anger forever, as the cat never returned. McGonagall, however, was in a particularly good mood for the rest of the week.
-The author forgot to include the Rememberall
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