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But the undead of all England can come to your death this time! "

Braun said with a glare in his eyes.

"Of course it's fine!

Don't worry, I'll tell them about it~! "

Nick thought it was a big deal.

After hearing that it was just such a small favor, he agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Again, it's not a big deal.

Looking at the disappeared Nick.

Braun put these things away.

Without staying any longer, he returned to the lounge.

......

"Stop tinkering with those bottles of yours. It's Halloween today! "

Shabini looked at Braun, who was still swinging bottles in the gold training classroom, and couldn't help but say.

"It's because of Halloween that I have to get it, and I have a big deal to do later."

Braun put down the bottle in his hand with some helplessness.

This is the spirit storage bottle that he specially developed in order to trade with those undead.

It's also very simple to make.

Braun was in charge of crafting the alchemy circuit, while those Homiz were in charge of the other steps.

Greatly relieved Braun's pressure.

And the only effect of this spirit storage bottle is to store the soul light mass extracted by Braun with the soul fruit.

For the convenience of those undead.

Braun also thoughtfully prepared three specifications for them: large, medium and small.

The large one is capable of storing a thousand units.

Medium is a hundred.

The small ones are ten.

As for how low it is...

He felt that there should not be such a poor ghost.

Don't have a little capital this year and want to be a ghost?

"Don't forget to bring me later!

I've never been to the Night of the Dead!

It's still on Halloween!

It's so ambitious! "

Sabini said with some expectation.

"Have you forgotten the disgusting food we saw in the kitchen?"

I really don't understand you sometimes. "

Braun shook his head.

I always feel helpless about Sabini's somewhat strange aesthetic.

Isn't the auditorium much more comfortable than a gloomy basement?

Professor Flitwick began decorating a long time ago.

I heard that there will be eccentric sisters coming to the show this year.

How interesting this is.

Once you've made the last bottle on hand, put it in your suitcase.

Braun was dragged away from the Alchemy Professor by Sabini.

"Well, Sabini, where are you taking me?"

"Of course it's the auditorium!

We're going to the basement later, why don't we enjoy yourself in the auditorium now?

That's double the joy! "

Sabini said proudly.

When you go to the basement, you'll know if you're happy or unhappy!

Braun thought to himself as he looked at the excited Sabini.

Inside the auditorium.

Jack-o-lanterns flew in mid-air.

Bats flicker their wings and hover around the classroom.

There are also quite a few skeleton lamps in the corner.

Just pat their brains and the skeleton's head will light up.

Then the skeleton's mouth opened and closed and let out a terrifying cry.

"Why are you here so slow?"

Daphne and Theodore were already in their seats.

He waved his hand after seeing Braun coming over.

"It's not because of Braun. Always go get his bottle! "

Shabini said as he gulped down the food on the table, his voice a little slurred.

"You eat, Braun! Otherwise, you will be hungry! "

Braun waved his hand:

"I'd better wait until I get back and eat that."

He didn't think eating now was a good thing.

To know.

The food of those undead tastes very pungent.

Now you may have to spit it out when the time comes.

On the contrary, it is better not to eat.

"Are you really not going? It was a banquet of the undead! "

Sabini couldn't help but invite Theodore and Daphne again.

Both shook their heads repeatedly.

"We can't stand the smell.

Braun can't help it, I think it's better for you to watch the show with us here.

Headmaster Dumbledore invited the eccentric sisters to put on a show this time! "

Daphne said excitedly.

It seems that I am very much looking forward to the upcoming show.

Shabini hesitated, but finally shook his head.

"Nope! I must see what the banquet of the dead looks like!

I bought a camera for the Daily Prophet!

I'm going to film this big scene later.

Then show it to everyone! "

Shabini said excitedly.

All three were very confused by Shabini's somewhat eccentric aesthetic.

But nothing was said.

After all, Sabini is happy himself.

Seven o'clock.

Braun called Shabini and headed for the underground classroom.

Sabini seemed happy along the way.

This is true even when coming to the underground corridor.

The magic lights of the past have been extinguished.

Instead, small black thumb-thick candles lit up on both sides of the corridor.

The candle fire is also a faint blue.

It makes the atmosphere look particularly gloomy.

"This candle is really interesting! And this fire too! Not hot at all! "

Shabini couldn't help but pick one up and put it in his pocket.

"Interesting, the material is even more interesting."

Braun said with a smile, only this smile looked a little eerie in the blue firelight.

"What material?"

Shabini couldn't help but be curious.

"First you need a decomposing corpse, then add all sorts of rotten grave soil and mash it together ..."

Shabini's face became a little unpleasant.

After all, what Braun said was indeed disgusting.

"That's right! One last important step is to make sure that maggots are still able to creep on it.

This allows the candle to burn longer.

Don't believe it, see if there are small white bugs on it? "

Sabini subconsciously lowered his head.

Braun thoughtfully uses fluorescent spells to illuminate him.

Sure enough, under some harsh light, a small white bug slipped into the candle.

This is the case.

Even Shabini's nerves were finally completely unbearable.

The hand that had been holding the candle jerked down.

I only felt a surge in my stomach.

I vomited everything I had just eaten.

"You're disgusting Sabini!"

Braun couldn't help but complain.

"Clean up!"

A piece of food dregs whose color could not be seen was cleaned out.

It took another breeze spell to clean up all the smells.

"Still not to blame you? It's disgusting to say! "

Shabini grumbled dissatisfiedly.

He took the square towel handed by Braun and wiped his mouth, and then wiped his hands fiercely in disgust.

"I don't want it, you keep it for yourself!"

Shabini snorted coldly and shoved the square into his pocket.

"That's far from that! Are you sure you want to go when it will be more disgusting? "

Braun reminded again.

But even after what happened just now.

Shabini still hasn't given up.

"The great Shabini never gives up!"

Looking at the scrappy Sabini Braun, he didn't even know what to say.

He could only lead the other party with a complicated look and walk towards the place where Nick was holding the banquet.

As the distance from the banquet place gets tighter.

The air is also getting colder.

However, both men's robes cast thermostatic charms.

It's still bearable.

"You're here for the banquet too?"

A voice behind him shouted.

Turning his head to see it was Harry and Ron.

There was a Hermione in the distance.

"Braun!"

Hermione ran over with great joy.

"I said why she had to come.

It turned out to be looking for someone. "

Ron muttered softly.

At the same time, do not forget to tighten your clothes.

After all, it's really cold here!

I knew he wouldn't come!

"Yes, I have a small business with Nick. Hermione helped me. "

Braun nodded and replied to Harry.

Then he turned around and continued walking towards the place where Nick was holding the banquet.

The two sides did not speak, appearing not to interfere with each other. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

On the way, I also encountered many ghosts who participated in the banquet.

They were a little surprised by Braun, but they didn't say anything.

"Crunch... Crunch..."

Like the sound of nails scratching on the blackboard, everyone couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle.

"This is also called music?"

Ron couldn't help but complain.

Shabini did not refute this time, and also seemed to agree with Ron's words.

He felt that this was simply a stimulation of the ears!

It's a betrayal of music.

"I remember the aesthetic of the undead is the same as wizards? Why is this music? "

Hermione also felt a tingling in her scalp.

It's so mad and uncomfortable.

"Because their feelings and emotions are constantly passing.

Only this stimulating sound can respond to their ears.

Whisper! "

Braun cast a sound reduction spell on the crowd.

Then the piercing scratching sound in everyone's ears became Mozart's serenade.

The elegant rhythm made everyone can't help but be intoxicated.

But soon, the elegant rhythm once again turned into a harsh scratching sound.

It made several people very unaccustomed.

"Braun, what are you doing!"

Shabini couldn't help but complain.

After listening to the music of the sinner just now, and then listening to the current harsh sound, it must be a little unbearable.

"Okay, it's about to arrive.

It would be rude to continue using the sound reduction spell. "

Saying that, he carried the box and walked towards the front.

Hermione quickly followed.

Sabini looked a little helpless.

While muttering, he did not stay in place.

"Welcome welcome!

I'm glad you're here! "

Nick, who was receiving the ghost, saw Braun and Harry and quickly floated over.

"I've finished sending out invitations.

It's all here! "

Nick whispered.

Braun nodded.

I also followed and walked in.

The classroom has now been set up as a banquet hall.

Countless silver-white souls are shuttling here.

In the middle of the classroom, these ghosts are waltzing to music.

The steps are particularly flowing.

You can see that they should jump less.

The playing band is a group of ghosts with skeletons.

They are playing the violin, others are playing the piano.

It's just that the sound is very harsh.

The inside of the classroom is noticeably colder than the outside.

Everyone seemed to have walked into the cold room.

Harry and Ron, who had not prepared beforehand, were even more frozen and shivered.

"Oh my God! And the food! "

Ron exclaimed.

Run in the direction of the black curtain.

Shabini raised the camera in his hand expectantly.

He couldn't wait to see Weasley's horrified expression!

"Oh my God!"

Click!

Accompanied by Ron's exclamation.

Sabini also pressed the shutter.

A picture full of horror appeared in his hand.

Even because he was not addicted, he took several pictures in a row.

"The food is rotten! gaging..."

Ron vomited and backed away in horror.

The table is filled with a variety of foods, but the only thing in common is:

The food is rotten.

Large pieces of carrion were placed on silver plates.

There are also tripe buns overgrown with maggots.

Green cheese, burnt baked cake.

Of course, the most striking thing is the huge tombstone cake that sits on the entire long table.

It reads:

Happy 400th birthday to Sir Nicholas Demincipopin!

"I remember Nick wasn't five hundred years old?"

Harry looked puzzled.

But soon his attention was drawn to a somewhat fat ghost, who was walking across the table with his mouth wide open.

It seems that I want to feel the taste of these foods.

"How's it going?"

Nick, who had greeted the guests, came over.

His expression was very happy, very different from the gloomy gloomy ghosts around him.

"Not bad!"

Ron said perfunctorily.

He was taken aback by the disgusting food.

"That's good!"

Nick seemed very happy.

"Everyone is here! A lot of people came!

It can be said that I have not been as lively as I am now in so many years of death. "

As he spoke, a trumpet suddenly sounded.

This made Nick, who was still happy, a little distressed.

"I told those guys that there will be a lot of big people today, so let them not be too noisy."

As he spoke, twelve ghost horses rushed out from the walls of the underground classroom.

On the back of every horse is a headless horseman.

Their heads are all tied to the side of the saddle.

"Nick! You okay? Why is the cake all written wrong? It seems that five hundred years of life has made you a little confused! "

One of the beards at the head shouted and laughed.

But the surrounding guests did not laugh with him.

"Patrick! I said there are a lot of big shots today! "

Nick couldn't help but remind again.

It's just that the other party still doesn't take it for granted.

He also played a game of head catches with his own players.

"Nick... I said... We like to be quiet..."

An old voice came from the corner.

There sits a spooky ghost.

With his eyes closed, he was wearing a black wizard robe, and a black toad stood on his shoulder.

There was a strange black mist floating on his body, faintly and even a painful wail could be heard from it.

At the moment they saw him, many ghosts took a few steps back with some fear.

"Yes, yes, my lord. Just a little trouble. "

Nick said quickly.

"Trouble? What I hate the most is trouble! "

The old wizard spoke indifferently.

The eyes that had been closed also slowly opened to look at the headless knights who were noisily playing games.

What kind of eyes are that.

Cold!

No emotion.

That's a pair of snake eyes!

Braun's chakra eyes opened naturally.

That weird sense of oppression finally disappeared.

Turned to look at the headless horsemen.

All from silver white.

Turned gray.

It floats in the air like a petrified stone statue.

Those ghost horses, like their owners, floated motionless in mid-air.

The undead present were all trembling and motionless.

It seems that he is afraid of being turned into a stone statue by the other party.

"All right! Get into the topic as soon as possible! For wizards, time is our life! "

"I, I see."

Nick swallowed.

Hurriedly ran onto the stage.

"Hello everyone! Welcome to my birthday.

Of course, I think it's more important to get a way to slow down the passage of souls! "

The ghosts present all nodded.

They were all attracted by Nick's ability to slow down the passage of souls.

If it weren't for this temptation.

The moment they saw that old wizard, they were all gone!

Who wants to stay with that person!

"A lot of people have noticed that my soul has indeed changed.

It's almost back to my four-hundred-year-old appearance.

And the reason for this, I have to mention one person! "

While numerous ghosts whispered.

Nick didn't continue to sell.

Instead, it pointed to Braun in the crowd.

"Braunroll!

The genius of the Rohr family!

The youngest alchemist today! "

The ghost's gaze turned again.