HP Magic Biography

You... hello... Myrtle.

A female ghost squatted and floated over. Her face was the most melancholy that Fan Lin had ever seen. Partially covered by thinning hair, she wears a pair of thick pearl glasses.

What's wrong? Myrtle looked at the four people plus a ghost with a puzzled expression.

Not much... said Hermione quickly, I'm glad to see you coming out of the bathroom.

You're lying, Peeves yelled, his harmless appearance just now was all fake.

They were talking about you just now...

I didn't... Hermione forced her composure, Actually, we are happy for you, and we are boasting that you are so beautiful today.

Really? Myrtle pressed Hermione's face instantly.

Uh... Hermione was still not very good at deceiving people, and for a while, Hermione couldn't answer Myrtle's question.

I knew it, Myrtle floated back some distance, you were making fun of me. Silver tears fell from her small, almost transparent eyes.

No, I didn't, I'm telling the truth, you're really good today... Hermione was a little at a loss for words, and pulled Fan Lin's sleeves twice with her hands, but just as Fan Lin was about to speak, she Myrtle was startled back by the outburst.

You lie. Myrtle's voice was like the roar of a lion, and the ears of the four little wizards were ringing.

You think I don't know what people say about me? Fat myrtle! Ugly myrtle! Wailing myrtle!

One more thing, you left out the word dirty... Peeves added gloatingly from the sidelines, which he liked to do.

Howling Myrtle burst into tears, and filled the hall with mournful cries. Peeves followed her, throwing peanuts at her and shouting, Dilty, filth!

My God... Hermione held her head in despair, which made her very unbearable.

It's really enough... Ron was a little impatient, which made him feel bad. Let's go, I don't want to stay here anymore, who would be interested in a bunch of ghost parties.

Ron... Fan Lin touched Ron lightly, but all the ghosts present heard Ron's words.

How is it? Sir Nicholas floated over in good time. As the host of the banquet, he still needed to deal with these small matters.

Are you having fun, my friend?

Uh, actually, it's not bad... Harry looked away with a headache, but at this moment, an unexpected person appeared in front of him.

Laura? Harry looked uncertainly at Laura who had just entered, What the hell are you doing here?

You mean Miss Laura? Sir Nicholas said sadly, This is my specially invited guest. In fact, some soul magic of the Chris family is very practical. It can add some interesting things to our boring ghost life before. place.

Sir Nicholas said sadly, and after a while he floated to the rostrum again. As the host of the banquet, Sir Nicholas wanted to express some reflections on these banquets in front of so many ghosts present.

What about you? Fan Lin looked at Laura with some doubts.

I'm an important guest... Laura chuckled, Every class of the Chris family students are very popular with ghosts, as long as there are people from the Chris family, the ghosts will try their best to invite them, This ability can be regarded as the last talent of a pure-blood wizard.

Talent? Fan Lin asked in confusion, Can you be more specific?

Of course... Laura looked a little lonely, This is a talent magic of inheritance and bloodline. The bloodline magic of the Chris family is soul healing, which allows those ghosts to enjoy the feeling of being alive for a short time.

However, with the weakening of the bloodline, this effect becomes bigger and smaller, maybe in the next generation, this talent will completely disappear.

Sorry... Fan Lin said apologetically, but Laura's explanation also gave him a new understanding of pure-blood wizards.

Nothing? Laura shook her head, but what made people even more concerned was that Laura's face became paler than before.

Are you unwell? Hermione asked, frowning. Your face doesn't look bloody at all.

It's okay, maybe it's too cold here.

Oh, well! Hermione nodded, pulled out her wand, and cast a warming spell on Laura.

Thank you. Laura nodded, Sir Nicholas is going to give a speech. After she finished speaking, she motioned everyone to look over. It would be very impolite for the master to distract himself while speaking.

At this point, the symphony orchestra had stopped playing.

Ladies and gentlemen, said Sir Nicholas sadly, it is with great sadness that we...

Suddenly, the hunting horn sounded.

So they and every ghost in the house fell silent and looked excited.

Oh, let's go and see, said Sir Nicholas bitterly.

Twelve ghost horses rushed into the house, each with a headless horseman sitting on it. Everyone clapped their hands frantically, and Harry clapped his palms too, but stopped when he saw Nick's expression.

The horse galloped to the middle of the dance floor, lifted its front legs up, and stopped standing on its hind feet. A tall ghost stood in front, his bearded head tucked under his arm, blowing a horn, and then took a step forward, holding his head high. That way he could see the crowd. (Laughter erupts from the crowd.) He goes to Sir Nicholas and puts his head back on his neck.

Nick, he yelled. How are you? Is the head still there?

He patted Sir Nicholas on the shoulder with a good-natured laugh.

Welcome, Bodmore, replied Sir Nicholas stiffly.

A living person! Seeing Harry, Ron, Van Lin, Hermione and Laura, Bodmore jumped up in feigned surprise, and his head fell off again. (There is another burst of laughter from the crowd)

Very interesting, wonderful, said Sir Nicholas darkly.

Never mind, Nick. Bodmore and the other Headless Horsemen started throwing head hockey, drawing the crowd's attention. Sir Nicholas gave up hope of a speech in vain as Bodmore's head flew past him with a cheer.

Harry was cold, and the effect of the Warming Charm had worn off.

Let's go, Ron said in a bad way. It was getting colder and colder in the hall. Of course, there was nothing wrong with Fan Lin, he was quite used to the cold.

But Harry, Hermione, and Ron didn't seem too happy.

What surprised Fan Lin the most was that Laura didn't feel any discomfort, and was still watching the performance on stage with a smile on her face.

However, Fan Lin could feel a strange magical power wrapping Kanla. It seemed that it was because of Laura that she was not afraid of the sound brought by these ghosts.

However, this should be the power of Laura's family items or blood. After all, the influence of ghosts comes from the soul, provided that it does not pass through the body of a ghost.