Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Nick, I mean, where is Ms. Grey? Harry looked at Nick curiously, who was struggling to put food into his mouth.

Even though he was very careful, some of the juicy food, their soup, still penetrated the ground and disappeared.

This made Nick, the most lively, only slightly better than the Bloody Baron.

She didn't like a noisy environment.

But as far as I'm concerned, she must be afraid of being seen eating by others.

After all, she is also a woman, but she hasn't eaten for thousands of years, and she will definitely not be able to control her eating manners when the time comes.

Nick said after swallowing a piece of dry pie.

Why don't you drink something? Ron, who had quickly filled his plate with food, asked while eating.

Like this!

Look at how I eat! Nick said impatiently.

He grabbed his left ear and pulled it down.

His head swayed and slid off his neck and rested on his shoulders, as if his head was connected by hinges.

The head suddenly opened, causing the ghostly food residue in the esophagus to splash everywhere, and many people around enjoyed the same feeling of being doused with ice water as Seamus.

Ugh! Lisa Dupin accidentally swallowed it because she was too focused on Riddle on the staff table.

The ghostly food she swallowed went straight through her body and disappeared on the marble floor.

Hey, be careful, Nick! Ron hurriedly protected his food, but the ghostly food residue passed through his hand and the food under his hand.

Fortunately. Harry stroked his chest gently, and a piece of food residue almost flew past his scalp, but due to the dynamic nerves of the youngest chaser of this century, he narrowly avoided it.

Dean didn't pay attention to anything, and the residue just passed through his hair.

Sorry. Nick quickly let go of the head and let it bounce back to the top of his head.

Then, the food residues flew even wider.

Even Draco, who was at the Slytherin table at the edge, was unfortunately hit.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Nick angrily.

Nick's face became even more bitter.

He has always been a very particular ghost, thinking that he is noble and elegant.

Just looking at his appearance, you can tell that he has a fashionable hat with feathers on his long curly hair, and he wears a knee-length tunic with a wheel-shaped ruffled collar, which hides the fact that his neck is almost completely cut. It is undoubtedly the dress of an English aristocrat.

Are you okay? Harry looked at Nick, who was almost decadent, with concern.

Ah, Nick, who was almost headless, waved an elegant and slender hand, it's a small matter... I can just be more careful... I thought I could just not eat juicy food, but I forgot about my neck.

His tone was nonchalant, but his face showed deep pain.

Come on, he suddenly burst out, why am I so unlucky, first because my neck was chopped forty-four times by a blunt axe, but it was not cut off, so I am not qualified to join the Headless Hunters. Now even drinking some wine and eating some juicy steaks is a problem!

You can't join the Headless Hunters because your neck is not completely broken, right? There is still a little skin and tendons connected to your neck? Harry suddenly said this.

Hey, brother. Ron, who has no emotional intelligence, thinks Harry shouldn't say this, and he pushed Harry's shoulder to remind him.

Yes! Most people would think that what I did is actually the same as losing my head. But no, in the eyes of Mr. Debomo, who has completely lost his head, this is not enough. Nick didn't notice Harry's rudeness, and he recalled the experience of being rejected many times when he wrote to the Headless Hunters. Then, aren't you much better than that Mr. Debomo? Your neck is not completely broken, and you must be much better than him in eating! Harry reminded.

Why didn't I think of it!

I can let him join my Deathday party! Nick floated around excitedly.

However, the next second, he suddenly stopped, looked at Harry, puffed out his chest, and showed a noble look,

This Halloween will be my 500th birthday. I will hold a party in a spacious underground classroom. My friends will come from all over the country. I will be honored if you can also attend.

And you can also see the funny scene of the Headless Hunters eating and getting all wet! Nick said almost gritting his teeth.

Of course, Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy are also the most popular. But, I dare say you would rather attend the school banquet, right? He looked at Harry anxiously.

You know, Harry is a well-known figure in the wizard and even ghost world, which can also make other ghosts think he is great.

Moreover, if he makes a fool of himself in front of such a famous person like Harry, Debomo and others will definitely not dare to ridicule him.

Hehe!

Okay, I will go, what about you, Ron? After Harry said that, Nick looked at Ron eagerly.

Why not?

I bet there aren't many people alive who can say they've been to such a party! Ron nodded.

We're going too! Ginny, Neville and the others suddenly said.

They've been listening for a long time, how can they not go to such a good thing!

Good! Good! The more the better! Nick flew around excitedly.

Not far away, Ryan looked at Hermione who was also listening, aren't you very curious? Why don't you go?

They're all so stupid!

I've learned about the Deathday party. The ghosts' Deathdays were held in the dungeons because they couldn't eat.

You can only taste the smell through a pile of rotten and smelly food.

But it's different now.

I dare say that when Nick applies for a venue on Halloween on the 31st of next month, Dumbledore will definitely let them hold it in the hall.

How can Halloween be without ghosts! Hermione raised her little face and said proudly.

I think you forgot one thing.

That is, there were many ghosts at the deathday party of Nearly Headless Nick. So many ghosts, it would be so cold.

In my opinion, Dumbledore will probably let them find a room in the basement. Luna on the side suddenly said faintly.

Not at all!

Your guess is as unreliable as the nymph hooks you mentioned! Hermione frowned.

Luna looked directly at Hermione without fear.

Ryan clearly noticed that when Hermione mentioned the nymph hook, Luna's clear eyes were obviously ignited with anger.

Nymph hooks do exist, and they often grow in mistletoe. It looks like a maggot, but thicker and black. An adult has 5,000 teeth, while a juvenile has 3,000. It has a sickle-shaped hook on its tail and three eyes. Its lifespan is about 20 years. Luna said word by word.