The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Chapter 183 Broken Beads and Death Anniversary Party

Tom looked at the auditorium, which was decorated with lights, candlelight was shining, and tempting aroma drifted from time to time. He turned and walked towards the underground classroom. Even with his eyes closed, he could think of the grand occasion of the Halloween dinner at Hogwarts: the skeleton orchestra invited by Dumbledore was playing music in Hagrid's giant pumpkin; the undead dancers performed a carefully choreographed dance for the little wizards; Filled with a dazzling array of delicacies, one of them must be the sizzling and oily charcoal barbecue: select plump plum meat, which should be one foot long and more than a palm in length and width, then cut into thick slices, rubbed with spices, oil and salt, and then Use iron skewers to skewer them, spread a layer of peanut oil on top, sprinkle a layer of sesame seeds, roast them slowly over charcoal fire, and cut them off with a knife immediately after the outside is charred - the wizard can use a cutting spell. Put it in your mouth, and as you chew, the oil overflows from the gaps in the meat and explodes in your mouth...

But this had nothing to do with Tom. He carried a few sandwiches and a jug of butterbeer in his arms, and that was his dinner.

Hermione put on a brand new robe and was waiting for him in the corner outside the auditorium. The two of them were going to Nearly Headless Nick's death anniversary party together.

At this time, two pairs of eyes were staring at Tom closely.

"Fred, look."

"I'm watching, George."

Fred and George have been secretly observing Professor Lockhart. The news they got from the Marauder's Map before was so exciting that it was hard for them to believe it, but the Marauder's Map was never wrong.

Either Professor Lockhart has a problem, or there is a problem with the Marauder's Map. There has never been a problem with the Marauder's Map, so Professor Lockhart has a problem.

q.e.d.

The argument is rigorous and the evidence is sufficient.

After seeing Professor Lockhart skipping the Halloween dinner and instead going on a "tryst" with the girl named Hermione Granger, the two of them were even more convinced of their discovery.

The way Fred and George looked at Professor Lockhart changed and became full of respect.

"It's so awesome. We can't do this kind of prank in our lifetime, right? This is directly replacing a professor!"

George nodded with deep understanding. As for reporting? They didn't have this boring, conservative idea: What a cool prank, and it would be ugly if it ended with being accused.

"Is that guy Tom really a Ravenclaw? Gryffindor is ashamed of his actions." Fred sighed quietly from the side.

"I remember that he was stuck for a while during the opening ceremony. At that time, the Sorting Hat was probably hesitating whether to throw him into Gryffindor." George recalled the scene at the sorting ceremony a year ago. He and Fred would watch every sorting ceremony carefully and give warm applause to every new student except Slytherin. The new students in Slytherin would receive less warm and sincere applause from them. of applause.

Fred said seriously: "The Sorting Hat is for Tom's good. If he is put into Gryffindor, he might already be living in Azkaban by now."

George laughed.

Their friend Lee Jordan came to the two of them and said, "If you two don't go to the party, what are you laughing at here?"

George said with a straight face: "We think of happy things."

"You are playing a prank again! Can you take me with you!" Lee Jordan saw through the lies of the two old friends in an instant, and stretched out his arms to hug the Weasley brothers.

"Lee, let go - it's too tight -"

The playfulness of the three people gradually moved closer to the auditorium.

Tom walked onto the path leading to the basement classroom. The corridor was also lit with candles, but the effect was the same as Tom's candles: creepy. Those candles looked very small, and the outside was dark, emitting blue light and giving off a spooky aura.

Tom walked towards the ground step by step, and he could feel the temperature around him decreasing physically. Every time the air was breathed in, it irritated their respiratory tracts like ice particles, and Hermione unconsciously wrapped her clothes tightly. At this time, a strange sound came from the underground, stinging their eardrums. If we had to compare the sounds of the Yang world, it would be the sound of nails scraping a blackboard.

"Merlin! Can this be called music?" Ron's voice sounded from a corner in front. He and Harry had arrived before Tom. At this time, Tom and Hermione followed and saw Harry, Ron and Neville walking shivering in the corridor.

"Professor Lockhart, you - Hermione?" Harry wanted to say hello to Tom, but when he saw Hermione behind Tom, he was shocked. He didn't expect to see other classmates here.

"Miss Granger was very interested in the death anniversary party, so I brought her to attend."

If it weren't for the presence of a real professor, Ron would have almost blurted out "Is there something wrong with her brain?" In the end, he looked at Harry and Neville with complicated eyes and exchanged looks with them.

The five people continued to move forward and arrived at the venue where the death anniversary party was held. Nick, who was almost headless, was standing at the door with a black velvet curtain draped around him.

Nick took off his hat and welcomed the five guests.

Tom entered the party hall. The underground classroom was already crowded with milky-white, translucent figures. Hundreds of ghosts came to Nick's death anniversary party, turning the once empty underground classroom into a crowded dance floor.

"Don't pass through any ghost's body," Tom warned his friends, but unfortunately Neville accidentally bumped into a ghost, and it suddenly felt like someone poured a basin of ice water on him.

The ghost Neville bumped into looked like a young woman. She had a slender figure, waist-length hair, a floor-length robe, and a very beautiful appearance. It is a pity to see such a character withering at such a flower-like age. Her expression was arrogant and a bit arrogant.

Feeling someone pass through her body, she glanced back. When she saw Neville who was trembling, there was a hint of disdain in her eyes.

Tom and Hermione recognize the identity of the ghost who lives in Ravenclaw Tower: the Gray Lady, or rather, her name is Helena Ravenclaw. Hogwarts is a place where most ghosts who were born in England can come because they all studied at Hogwarts.

Ghosts can move freely where they lived during their lives, so these wizards can return to their alma mater as ghosts after their death. However, many ghosts only come to join in the fun during the opening ceremony and leave after taking a look at the sorting ceremony. Including Peeves and Professor Binns, only a few ghosts stay in Hogwarts Castle every day. Each of the four major colleges has its own representative ghost.

The ghost of Gryffindor is Nearly Headless Nick, the youngest of the four ghosts. There are the fewest ghosts from Gryffindor House. When the vast majority of Gryffindors died, they did not have much obsession and "went on" without any delay. However, Nick chose to stay in the minority.

The ghost of Ravenclaw is the beautiful woman Helena Ravenclaw in front of them. In terms of origin, she is also the noblest ghost. She is a direct descendant of the four giants and the only one whose identity can be determined and famous. A direct descendant of the surname. The other three founders may have descendants, but not necessarily direct descendants. Gryffindor's descendants cannot be verified. He was named after his birthplace, Godric's Hollow, so his descendants may exist there - that small valley is quite unusual. Gryffindor was born here, here The Potters and Dumbledores also live here, and Bathilda Bagshot, the author of "A History of Magic," also lives here.

The descendants of Hufflepuff and Slytherin are also real, but they have abandoned the surnames of their ancestors. Those who claim to be descendants of Slytherin are named Gaunt, and those who claim to be descendants of Hufflepuff are named Smith... ...But they all keep the tokens of their ancestors: the Slytherin Locket and the Hufflepuff Gold Cup - God knows where these tokens came from.

To Tom, claiming to be a descendant but having a different last name was simply incomprehensible. It's like a person who claims to be the queen of Zhongshan Prince Jing and a member of the Han clan, but turns out his last name is "Tuoba" - it may be another weird European custom. Compared to these strange descendants who appeared out of nowhere, Helena Ravenclaw is obviously much more orthodox.

Slytherin's ghost is called Bloody Barrow, and he is the same generation as Helena of Ravenclaw. They are both the oldest ghosts in Hogwarts. He is so violent that even Peeves is afraid of him. He also had some entanglements with Helena...

Hufflepuff's ghost was a jovial fellow, known to everyone as "The Fat Friar", but his real name had been forgotten, but he didn't care. He graduated from Hufflepuff and was later executed by the church. Because his magic aroused suspicion, prelates doubted his ability to cure smallpox and his penchant for pulling rabbits out of chalices. But these may be just excuses and inducements. There is also a higher-level power struggle involved behind the Fat Monk's death.

The fat monk almost became a cardinal during his lifetime! Cardinals, also known as cardinals, are the top leaders of the church. Although their numbers have been increasing as time goes by, they are still the unquestionable top leaders of the church - cardinals can elect the pope! The fat monk was really close to reaching the top of the church.

Helena Ravenclaw's eyes swept across the faces of the five living people one by one. When she saw Hermione, her eyes paused slightly. She recognized the girl and she also had an impression of Hermione: Diligent, studious and smart. So she nodded gently to Hermione. She thought that a smart person like Hermione was qualified to talk to her.

But when she saw Tom, she was stunned. She seemed to recall something, and her transparent cheeks seemed to become less transparent. She looked at Tom's finger and stared at the ring for a few times.

"What's your name?" she spoke.

"Gerald Lockhart." Tom was a little confused, why did she suddenly pay attention to me?

Helena recalled the name, and an exaggerated figure that made her a little disgusted appeared in her mind.

She sneered and floated away.

Helena Ravenclaw was just a sideshow. At this time, the atmosphere in the underground classroom became increasingly "hot", with ghost guests filing in and floating around in the classroom. Nick also hired a ghost band, who were the source of the sound of fingernails scratching the blackboard. But the ghosts seemed to enjoy the music, and they all waltzed to the accompaniment of the musical saw.

Under the faint blue candlelight, hundreds of ghosts danced gracefully. The ghosts gathered together, making the temperature here become as cold as winter. The breath exhaled by Tom and the others formed a large white mist in front of them, which condensed and refused to disperse.

"Walking around and doing some exercise, your feet will freeze if you stand like this." Tom suggested. He and Hermione were fine, but Harry and the three of them had to be careful of catching a cold.

Harry took the lead and moved carefully along the edge of the dance floor. They saw ghost nuns of various identities, men in chains and ragged clothes, a fat monk from Hufflepuff, and a knight with an arrow stuck in his forehead... …

They also saw Barrow the Bloody Man. He was as skinny as a stick, his eyes were straight, and his body was covered with silver blood. It can be seen that even among ghosts, Barrow is an evil star, a person who hates ghosts in the true sense. The underground classroom was obviously very crowded, but there was a large space around him.

Counting Barrow, all the "resident" ghosts from the four major colleges are here.

"There are so many people here." Ron looked around and found that almost all the ghosts he was familiar with appeared. Even Peeves appeared at the death anniversary party wearing a bright orange party hat. on site.

Several people closed their mouths in tacit agreement and walked away from Peeves. Since it's a dinner party, of course there will be food. Away from the dance floor stood a table covered with black velvet. Tom was very smart and stopped a long way away. At the same time, he grabbed Hermione and asked her to take a look at the dishes on the table.

Sure enough, when the three Harrys approached the table, their expressions suddenly became painful, as if they smelled some foul smell. Hermione took a sneak peek from a distance and found that those exquisite plates were filled with rotten food: smelly salmon, baked cakes that were charred, and meat filled with maggots. Sheep tripe, cheese covered in green hair...the only "normal" food was a giant tombstone-shaped gray cake with the words spelled out in tar-like icing:

Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington

Died on October 31, 1492

She suddenly remembered what Tom had said to her before. Empty talk and white teeth were not intuitive enough, but now she had a deeper understanding of the party of the dead.

"I think they let the food rot to make the taste stronger." She guessed, and wanted to take a closer look at the rotting sheep tripe. Although Tom had some food in his arms, the atmosphere at the scene really made him lose his appetite. Rather, it would be better to say that people with appetites in this kind of environment are alien.

The three of them quickly returned to Tom, and the "fresh" air from the long table seemed to remain on their bodies.

Nearly Headless Nick finished receiving the guests and came to Tom in a daze. He seemed to be in a good mood because there were enough guests here today.

"Did you have fun?" Nick asked.

"Well, it's an eye-opener." Tom used words to fool him.

Nick, who was almost headless, said proudly: "Even the wailing widow from Kent came here..."

Tom interrupted: "Since the scene is so grand, then the Headless Hunters group should also have received the news, right?"

Nick's expression suddenly changed, "Oops," he groaned in pain.

Suddenly, just like the study room after the head teacher appeared, everyone in the underground classroom fell silent. While they were looking around, a hunting horn sounded.

Twelve headless riders rode ghost horses and bolted out of the walls of the underground classroom. This appearance won applause from everyone present. The knights ran to the center of the dance floor and reined in their horses suddenly. At the front was a tall ghost, his bearded head tucked under his arm, playing the horn hard.

He should be the captain of the Headless Hunters, Sir Patrick Debord. He jumped off the horse and was about to say something, but a clear explosion stopped him.

He looked towards the source of the sound and saw Tom with a serious face and a cracked glass bead in his hand.

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