This Hogwarts is not normal

The full name of Nick, who died on October 31, 1492, was Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington.

He invited many Gryffindor students to attend the death party, but Harry was always the only one who agreed.

Vincent and the others go to the kitchen every night, so of course they know what food the ghosts like.

Although I really want to participate, I am really too motivated.

At the request of the house elf Papa, the six little ones decided to move all the food to a more suitable place.

Hermione thought of some unpleasant experiences and said, "Just put it in the girls' bathroom on the third floor. No students will go there."

"Girls' bathroom?" Fred and George both smiled evilly.

"You've learned too much~"

"Which little girl offended you~"

"It's not what you think!" She briefly introduced this place.

Boys will not go into the girls' bathroom, and girls generally won't go to the third floor unless they are really in a hurry.

Because there's an unsociable ghost over there, staying in one of the toilets.

She has a bad temper and always splashes water everywhere.

Whenever girls go in, whether they are coming to use the toilet or passing by, she will scream and cry.

"It's so scary there." Hermione said with lingering fear: "Probably the only one who has not been scared by her is Professor McGonagall."

Cedric looked at the tightly covered dishes on the table, "The ghosts will only smell the rotten smell of food. Wouldn't it be an advantage for her to do so?"

"Put it in Malfoy's dormitory?"

"It will be thrown away in the next second."

"The Batcave!"

"Snape will kill you both."

Fred and George thought about it, but couldn't think of a better place.

"Just go there." Vincent waved his wand, making all the dishes levitate.

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The third floor of the castle.

Snape's office was already dark and depressing enough.

But the girls' bathroom here is a darker and more depressing place.

The floor was wet and the lights were almost non-existent and dim.

Under a large stained and cracked mirror, there is a row of stone pools with peeling surfaces.

Water is constantly flowing from the full pool, and several copper faucets are open above.

"Merlin's big pants!" Rolf tightened his pajamas, "This ghost place is more spooky and terrifying than the Batcave."

"That's right." Cedric shuddered, "If I were a girl, I would rather hold it in than come here."

"It's so scary." As soon as George stepped on the water stains on the ground, an echoing scream suddenly sounded.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—it’s another bad boy, get out of here!”

Fred trotted over to the far left corner stall, "Hey, what do you say we put our stuff in there?"

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The screams came from here.

As soon as his hand touched the compartment door, a large ball of water spurted out from inside.

Vincent's reaction was quick.

When the water drops were about to pour down, they were all frozen in mid-air.

"This is a bad idea."

Fred opened the door, "Not necessarily~"

A high-pitched scream came from the gap in the open door:

"You have never considered my feelings - even if I die, you still won't let me go!"

Fred, who was closest, saw a white light on the toilet bowl, and then felt the surrounding temperature drop a little.

"Bad boys, you got what you wanted -"

The white light passed through his body and came to the bottom of the ceiling, "Yes, I am the Moaning Myrtle in your mouth, please leave here now!"

Myrtle is short and chubby and wears a loose school robe.

Her face is covered with acne, she wears thick glasses, and her long straight black hair is tied into twin tails.

This was the first time Hermione had seen her, and the same was true for the five boys.

Just as Cedric was about to exit quietly, Myrtle suddenly flew down while floating in the air.

"You have a handsome face for nothing!"

Fred and George both laughed unkindly.

The remaining three couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh!" Myrtle didn't even look at the twins, her eyes were on Vincent.

"I know you, Wayne, who bullied Peeves!"

She flew over and circled around several times, "She looks pretty good, but it's a pity that she's not my type."

Rolf laughed, and so did Hermione.

Cedric burst into laughter.

Vincent felt a little short of oxygen.

To put it bluntly, Myrtle just likes the boy-next-door style.

He pointed conspiratorially at Cedric, who was smiling the brightest, "Moaning Myrtle, right? It was actually this handsome young man who brought us here."

"Really?" Myrtle floated back.

Cedric wanted to be fucked so bad.

Why did you have to push him into the fire pit if he just laughed too loudly?

Friends are gone!

"I'm not, I didn't-"

"That's him!" Fred and George both pointed at him.

"Ah - yes." Luofu nodded blankly.

Myrtle looked at Hermione, her big eyes under the thick lenses seemed to be thinking about something.

"I remember you! When school first started last year, you always came over here and sobbed quietly!"

Hermione clenched her fists, "I didn't!"

"No, you do." Myrtle walked around her, focusing on Cedric's face.

"I remember it very clearly. It was the second day of school, and there was also the fifth day and -"

"Did I say that?" Hermione's little face flushed, "That's not me at all!"

The five boys didn't dare to take a breath.

After knowing her for so long, this was the first time they saw her so angry.

"You're lying." Myrtle floated back to Cedric.

She was almost face to face, "They all said you brought them here, right?"

Cedric's head tilted back, "That's right."

Myrtle walked over and said, "You are the first student to take the initiative to come to me, so -"

She lowered her head nervously, "So why did you come here to see me?"

Vincent winked hard at him.

Take advantage of this perfect opportunity to keep food in a safe place.

After two weeks, they will become the ghosts' favorite.

Cursing inwardly, Cedric continued to lean back.

He was the one who set the rules, and he was the one who agreed to date the girls.

ghost?

Isn't this making things difficult for him?

"This - this - actually, I have something to ask you."

"I promise!" Myrtle replied instantly, "No matter what your request is, I can satisfy you."

Her close and slightly shy little face almost made Cedric fall to the ground.

"I misunderstood you just now, please muster up the courage to say it."

Not only the twins and Rolf were hinting at him, but even Hermione, who was still angry, was giving him winks.

Five against one, no choice.

If he could turn back time, Cedric would definitely choose to be a good person.

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