Snakes at Hogwarts

The auditorium tonight is destined to be different from the past.

Colorful Halloween decorations were hung in almost every corner of the auditorium, giving people the feeling of having nowhere to stay.

Groups of low dark clouds floated over the long table, and from time to time they struck a few micro-lightnings as thick as chopsticks.

This should be Professor Flitwick's masterpiece.

At Hogwarts, apart from the crazy Dumbledore, probably only the witty Professor Flitwick could master such a fun spell.

In addition, the giant pumpkins cultivated by Hagrid, which are half a person tall, have already been carved into various jack-o'-lanterns of different shapes.

The delicate carving technique looks very much in line with Professor McGonagall's style.

These jack-o'-lanterns of various shapes are piled in the open space around the auditorium, or placed high as lamp holders to support magic candles.

The bright orange candlelight passes through the eyes and mouth of the jack-o-lantern, illuminating the auditorium extremely brightly.

Nearly a thousand bats flapped their wings and flew in circles along the surrounding walls and ceiling. This was definitely due to Snape.

Because Andros arrived earlier, he saw with his own eyes the gloomy-looking Professor Snape waving his wand and summoning groups of squeaking bats to complete the final decoration in the auditorium.

I never expected that Old Bat would decorate the auditorium together with other professors, and even arrange such personal decorations.

A group of bats summoned by an old bat?

It's interesting to think about.

Andros couldn't help but feel a little funny. Speaking of which, he did know a special prank curse, the Bat Spirit Curse.

The effect of this spell is to turn the victim's boogers into bats and fly out of their noses.

The bats looked no different from those summoned by Snape.

I wonder if the bats summoned by Snape are also those with added ingredients?

Maybe I can find time to ask the old bat for advice?

Andros thought a little bit wickedly, but he quickly shook his head and let it go.

After all, Andros himself still had a lot of things to clean up.

It's better not to tease Snape's fragile nerves.

Isn’t it good to be alive?

Why do you want to follow Potter's example and seek death everywhere?

...

As time goes by, the number of people in the auditorium gradually increases. As one of the most lively banquets in Hogwarts, on October 31st, almost all the teachers and students of the school will come to the auditorium in the evening, and He Min is naturally one of them.

Due to the appearance of Andros, this world is different from the original work.

The girl was not sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat, but instead became a member of Ravenclaw.

So naturally, in this morning's Charms class, Hermione was not grouped with Ron from a different house.

Therefore, she would naturally not be exposed to Ron's vicious verbal attacks because of her unique magical talent.

In fact, Andros even suspected that Hermione might not even know the name of the pimple-faced little boy who had been following Harry.

After joining Ravenclaw, Hermione seemed to focus all her energy on studying magic.

Apart from Andros and Penelo, the girl made no other friends.

This seems a bit lonely.

However, fortunately, the girl's house is Ravenclaw, where isolation is considered a normal phenomenon.

Ravenclaw students believe that geniuses are lonely, just like the eagle soaring high in the sky.

Such creatures have always been solitary.

In any case, Hermione was not verbally attacked by Ron, and no one hid in the women's bathroom crying. Like most freshmen, she did not miss the Halloween dinner.

In fact, the girl was chatting with Andros just now.

At this moment, she was communicating with Penello in a low voice, completely unaware of Andros' gaze.

The girl raised her head from time to time, scanning the surrounding decorations with curious eyes.

This is why Andros knew what was going to happen tonight, but he didn't panic at all.

Now that Hermione appeared in the Great Hall safe and sound, everything was settled.

No matter what kind of big disturbance Quirrell makes, nothing will happen to her.

After all, the greatest white wizard of the century, Albus Dumbledore, sat here.

Voldemort would not blatantly threaten the safety of a young wizard unless he was completely crazy.

Thinking of this, Andros couldn't help but look towards the teacher's seat above.

At some point, Dumbledore appeared on the golden principal's chair in the middle of the teachers' bench.

Unless it was a special occasion, Dumbledore would rarely go to the Great Hall to dine, and students naturally rarely saw this old headmaster who was not doing his job properly.

This old guy is always chattering away all day long, not knowing what he is busy with.

Compared to Hermione, Dumbledore is undoubtedly much more perceptive.

Sensing Andros' gaze, Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Andros with a pair of azure glasses hidden behind half-moon glasses with interest.

This made the latter quickly lower his head to avoid any eye contact with Dumbledore.

Gan!

Is this old guy so sensitive?

"Why hasn't the dinner started yet?" Draco complained dissatisfiedly as he looked at the empty gold dinner plate.

"I'm going to starve to death soon!"

As if hearing Draco's words, Dumbledore picked up the spoon and tapped the silver goblet in front of him.

This immediately silenced the auditorium, and the students looked at Dumbledore, waiting for his speech.

"Festival! How wonderful!" Dumbledore stood up, his face full of undisguised joy.

Even at the age of 110, his voice is still strong and powerful, and can easily spread throughout the auditorium without the need for an amplifying spell.

"Let us thank Jack together!" He narrowed his eyes intoxicated.

"Thanks to him for tricking the devil, we have the Halloween we celebrate today!"

"Before we begin our meal, first of all, let us welcome the ghosts of Hogwarts with the warmest applause."

Following his voice, a dozen pearl-white translucent figures emerged from the high walls surrounding the auditorium.

They kept tumbling and flying in the air, occasionally passing through the long table or the body of some unlucky person.

Not only that, these ghosts are also singing loudly in their mouths.

But that voice is really hard to compliment.

Dry, numb, without emotion or tone, it sounded like a dead tree without any vitality.

Damn it, isn't there a wizard ghost in the wizarding world with a normal musical ability?

What made Andros somewhat gratified was that the plates that were as smooth as mirrors were finally no longer empty.

Countless delicious dishes appeared on the dinner plate at the same time.

The Halloween party has finally begun.