A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 31 Ghost Gathering (Part 2)

"Oh, Merlin's beard! It's been more than three hundred years, right? No living person has attended our party in more than three hundred years..."

The ghost of Gryffindor cheered cheerfully: "Welcome, I mean, of course you are welcome!"

"Hello, Sir Nicholas." Owen nodded to him, and then said hello to the bloody Barrow floating silently in the corner, "Hello, Sir Barrow."

The ghost of Gryffindor happily spun around twice in the air, perhaps because he was finally called "Sir Nicholas" instead of "Nearly Headless Nick". Although the students' nicknames for him were not malicious.

, but "almost headless" has been his biggest pain in the past five hundred years... How he wishes his head could be completely removed from his neck.

Owen's arrival made the lifeless ghost party lively. Many ghosts who rarely had contact with students were happy to come and say hello and see what this little guy who dared to attend the ghost party was like.

In an instant, Owen was surrounded by silver-white ghosts, making him feel that the temperature around him was even lower. He had to move his steps carefully to avoid passing through the body of a certain ghost.

Almost all the ghosts welcomed Owen's arrival. They probably also hoped that this dead party could add a bit of a living atmosphere. Only a few ghosts were wandering around, looking indifferent to everything.

After the short welcome meeting, Owen found a chair and sat down, watching with interest the ghosts flying around and discussing some messy things.

Not far from him sat a short, chubby ghost girl, with a melancholy and gloomy face under her thick glasses. After looking at Owen's curious eyes for a moment, her silvery and transparent cheeks turned milky white.

, yelled and buried his head in the desk.

The ghosts put forward various suggestions one after another, and then they were rejected one by one. After a long time, no useful solution was discussed, but most of the ghosts were interested in it. Ms. Gray floated next to Owen with her arms on her shoulders, looking at it coldly and haughtily.

In this scene, no opinions were expressed.

"I didn't expect that you all want to help me so enthusiastically," Owen said with a moved face, "Then I should do my best to repay...Ah, let's see, I don't know if you are interested in Hogwart.

How about hosting an unprecedented ghost festival here?"

This is one of the few things that makes them feel attractive.

Owen nodded slightly. He was not a ghost, so he could not understand some of their psychology.

"Of course, don't force it, kid." The fat monk said very calmly and gently.

As a special kind of ghost, Peeves can not only touch real objects, but also ghosts. Peeves likes to play tricks on students and castle administrators, and also likes to play tricks on the ghosts of Hogwarts, which is similar among ghosts.

He hates people and dogs, and only the gentle fat monk is willing to say a word for him.

Ms. Gray looked at Owen thoughtfully, feeling that he was becoming more and more mysterious. Bloody Barrow's expression was gloomy from beginning to end, his dull eyes were looking at the floor, and he did not dare to cast a glance at Ms. Gray. Nearly Headless Nick

I was so excited, like a fan eager to meet my idol.

"I think if such a party can be held in the school, Hogwarts will definitely become the center of ghosts in the country!" Owen's tone was inflammatory, making people ready to move.

"That fax machine? I know that many little ones are looking for it recently." The fat monk said in a lively and brisk tone, "There are also many children who have asked me to help find it."

"Are you Myrtle?" Owen said.

Owen gently clapped his palms, with a flattering smile on his face: "For some reason..." He showed an unspeakable expression, and then said: "I urgently need an answer to a question. So, I thought of it.

The most knowledgeable and well-informed group at Hogwarts..."

If you want to ask people to help you fully, you will naturally have to pay corresponding rewards. And for ghosts that have existed for an extremely long time, cannot touch physical objects, and have lost their magic power and senses of taste, smell, etc., what interests them is nothing more than contact with people.

Interesting things from that time, as well as intangible things like reputation, prestige, and sense of accomplishment.

The ghost girl suddenly emerged from under the desk, with half of her body still under the desk. She stared straight at Owen, with a layer of tears in her transparent eyes: "You know my name!" She was a little nervous.

Holding his cheek.

"Of course, I am willing to help you." Myrtle said coyly, "If you die one day, I can allow you to use the same toilet with me..." After saying that, she suddenly covered her cheeks and raised her head.

Got into the wall.

Owen smiled awkwardly but politely, then looked away, listening carefully to the topics discussed by the ghosts.

"It doesn't matter, I will help you keep an eye on it." A knight with an arrow stuck in his forehead said casually.

"Yes, I just saw it last night. I heard it is a kind of... um, machine from the Muggle world." Nearly headless Nick nodded.

The content discussed by ghosts who have existed for an extremely long time is mostly boring. For example, when will a ghost's death anniversary party be held, how many people will be invited, or who will rush to a certain party somewhere. Other than that, most of them

Time, they were all discussing how to deal with the annoying Peeves.

"Please give me some time. After all, I need to consult their opinions and coordinate their time." Then Irving said embarrassedly.

Owen nodded reservedly, and then said with a serious face: "I can try to invite them over. Of course, I can't say absolutely. After all, it mainly depends on their will... But I promise that I will do my best to repay the favor."

Your help to me."

Listening to Owen's seductive words, the ghosts were yearning for it and flew around in the air excitedly. There are so many ghosts in the country, they are located all over the country, and Hogwarts is just one of the places where ghosts gather. But if Hogwarts

If Ci can become the center and holy place, then as the masters, their status and reputation will be greatly improved.

"This is ghost. In the long boring time, even if you waste time boringly, it becomes something interesting." She said softly to Owen.

"You...you know them?" Nearly Headless Nick screamed, "They are all the most famous figures among ghosts! And they live in seclusion and have not been seen in public for a long time..."

Just like Nearly Headless Nick dreams of joining the Headless Hunters, some popular ghost bands always have ghosts who want to join, and several very famous ghosts have a large number of ghost fans...

By the time the ghosts' conversation was almost over, it was almost early in the morning. Owen finally had the opportunity to stand up and express his request, while secretly moving his frozen legs under the desk.

But Irving wanted more than that.

Most of the ghosts have expressed their feelings. For them, they don't go out to look for them, but if they see them, they will probably remember to tell Owen.

"It's like this. I have always had a great fondness and curiosity about ghosts. Therefore, I have some friendship with Knight Francis, Sir Stuart and Lady Elizabeth." Owen crossed his fingers on his chest and silently observed the ghosts.

They looked excited, and the smiles on their lips deepened a little.

"Just do it, it doesn't matter if you don't come." Nick reached out and patted Owen's shoulder, but his arm penetrated his chest, "You don't have to waste time on the fax machine, we are best at finding things!

"

Owen felt as if a bottle of ice water had been poured into his chest, and he couldn't help shivering, and goosebumps appeared. He nodded and tightened the cloak around him.

This ghost party finally ended with the ghosts eager to try. After saying goodbye to the ghosts, Owen walked quickly along the deep corridor towards the lounge.

"Phew, I finally got it done, I hope I won't roll over." He chuckled.

(End of chapter)