After enduring the beginning of the term that consisted of dyed pink laundry, pixies being set loose, doors being jammed, stairs being turned into a life-threatening slip 'n' slide, and more, the school poltergeists have finally been united as husband and wife ... under the condition that student lives are not put in danger from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part.

Following a brief wedding ceremony that took place in the Great Hall, all students and staff were invited to follow the newly wedded couple to celebrate the marvelous marriage. The reception is being held on the seventh floor. If you are familiar with the Room of Requirement, you will recognize the location of the space across a particular tapestry; otherwise, you will just think it's a room that you never knew existed inside the castle.

Large open doors, the smell of sweet flowers and savoury food, and cheerful melodic tones beckon you to enter the humongous room, transporting you to the medieval times. The hall house is adorned in faded banners that date back to when the school was founded, circular tables that have all sorts of markings etched into them, individual stools for you to sit on, and large candle-lit iron chandeliers that warmly light up the room as the ceiling reflects the night sky. Front and centre is a long table for the bride and groom (who will be wearing crowns meant for kings and queens) as well as their wedding party. To the left of this long table is a smaller table for wedding gifts, and to the right a table is displaying a wedding cake as well as various pies and tarts.

The moment you sit down, the house-elves and the school caretaker will be at your service. Chicken legs bigger than your head, bricks of bread, mountains of mashed potatoes and gravy, bowls of stew, and plates of cheese, fruit, and vegetables are elves have to offer while the caretaker will begrudgingly serve you giant mugs of butterbeer, gillywater, or pumpkin juice.

Eat, drink, and be merry! Remember to chew with your mouth open and burp loudly – you're in medieval times now!