Annabeth arrived at the Great Hall. Suddenly her cauldron turned to a kind of festive cauldron, totally colourful. "What a nightmare!" It was not that she didn't like colours or feasts, she loved it, but hated ice cream. And it was supposed to her eat ice cream with syrup they had made. She left her cauldron on the table and searched into her bag the peppermint toad professor Hecate had given her and tucked it into a pocket, beside her wand. They might be useful.

The girl looked around. Was Alec there? Perhaps they could talk a little before she surrender herself to that disgusting ice cream feast. Then she approached the table where all sort of ice cream and all sorts of toppings, took a bowl and helped herself with chocolate ice cream and topped it with nuts, cookies and her own syrup. "I do hope this sacrifice will worth 20 points." She glared at the bowl, standing still for a minutes, thoughtful.