Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Gray's conversation with Kettleburn was in vain.

Because it reminded him of the accident at the Lucky Fountain, which was an unpleasant memory.

Gray learned from Kettleburn that he and Ballard Mason were not familiar with each other. They had only exchanged a few words during the Christmas performance, and the content of the conversation was about whether to cast the Ash Snake. question.

"Actually, he was targeting the eggs of my ash snake to harass me!" Kettleburn said very angrily.

It seems that Mason's popularity is not very good, so no one understands him, which makes it more difficult for Gray. He can't go to the clock tower and knock on the small broken oak door again, right?

Forget it, let’s deal with the petrified wood now and wait for Halloween!

During this time, Gray talked to Neville and asked him not to be so nervous, saying that he had no intention of targeting him. However, in the last few classes, he saw that Neville was still distracted.

Seamus' explosive genius is well-deserved. In the crystal class, when Gray asked the young wizards to enchant fluorite with him, he successfully demonstrated his explosive talent, and the piece of fluorite was blown to pieces.

Harry and Ron paid the price for his rashness. When they were fighting for a more beautiful piece of fluorite, they once again broke the stone used for class in two pieces, and Gryffindor also deducted it. Five points.

Not surprisingly, even though Gray reminded Ginny's brothers to take good care of their sister, Ginny was still seriously ill. It was unknown whether she really had a cold or because of Tom Riddle's control of the soul.

When Gray woke up early on Halloween, he smelled the sweet and tempting smell of roasted pumpkins wafting through the hallways, which was even stronger in the staff room.

When Hagrid delivers pumpkins to the kitchen, he will bring some pieces of roasted pumpkin to the professors.

Although the professors accepted it with a smile, everyone was well aware of Hagrid's dark culinary properties, which had to keep the roasted pumpkin on the table, and no one ever touched it again.

Mag pursed her lips and expressed her opinion on Hagrid's roasted pumpkin with just her expression.Snape, bothered by the smell of pumpkin, sniffed his big nose and left.Flitwick has been working on a magic spell to make food taste good.

But Gray still had some confidence in Hagrid's craftsmanship. Forget about ferret sandwiches, Bath fruit bread, and rock biscuits, could he just bake a pumpkin?

"Maybe Hagrid's cooking skills have improved! There can't be any surprises when roasting pumpkins, right?" Gray looked at the basket of pumpkins, as if looking for a suitable piece to try.

At this time, Trelawney happened to pass by the staff room after lunch in the auditorium, and she saw Gray selecting from the basket.

Gray bit into it one bite at a time, and for a moment, his head was buzzing. He felt as if he had bitten a piece of iron, and his teeth seemed to be broken!He silently put down the roasted pumpkin and covered his mouth in pain.

At this time, if someone told him that the roasted pumpkin was actually the result of the iron block being released and transformed, he would believe it!He vowed never to try Hagrid's cooking again!

"Oh! God, dear, are your teeth okay? Professor Morris?" Trelawney came over, "It's better not to eat them! I just had a premonition that these pumpkins are not very good!"

Trelawney's big eyes stared at those Hagrid's dark dishes.

"I'm... okay... but why didn't you say it earlier..." Gray covered his mouth, and he repeatedly checked whether his mouth was bleeding.

"Oh - oh! I did want to stop you just now." Trelawney looked at Gray worriedly, "I have a feeling... there is always something bad happening today, maybe it is related to hard things, such as Stone--"

"Hagrid's roasted pumpkins are always hard, and this Halloween is no different, Sybil." McGonagall raised her eyebrows and asked, "I guess you don't need a premonition to know this, right?"

Professor Trelawney looked at McGonagall coldly: "This year's Halloween is the first time I have a premonition that something bad will happen."

"I hope you are wrong again." McGonagall kept scoffing at Trelawney's sudden and seemingly unfounded divination.

"I didn't guess. If you have to tell me, Minerva, I saw several motionless stones in the crystal ball, some round... and even human-shaped ones."

Gray covered his mouth and looked up at Trelawney who looked serious. She seemed to be quite accurate...

"It's interesting." McGonagall said coldly, "Let's see which armors in the castle have problems."

Trelawny didn't want to talk to McGonagall anymore: "I think I should go back to the tower."

In the evening, before the Halloween dinner, Flitwick strings bats together and uses magic to hang them on the wall directly above the fireplace.

Gray helped Hagrid carve pumpkins. Hundreds of pumpkin-carved little figures looked askance at everyone from every corner.

"Thank you! Gray!" Hagrid breathed. With the help of Gray's magic, his workload was much less.

Dumbledore booked a skeleton dance troupe to entertain everyone.A few little wizards who wanted to add points offered to help these skeletons make beautiful hats.

As the dinner began, the auditorium was decorated with lights and candlelight, gold plates were placed on the table, and colorful Halloween decorations hung on the walls of the auditorium.

Trelawney was very reluctant to attend the Halloween dinner, but this time she actually appeared at the teachers' table. She kept shrinking and muttering in a low voice: "I have seen bad things before, and even now I find myself in the auditorium." Attending a dinner party... I think this is a command from the gods."

Fortunately, Mag didn't hear her, otherwise the two of them might have had a quarrel at the Halloween dinner.

Gray looked at the long Gryffindor table. Sure enough, the Harry trio did not come to the banquet. It seemed that everything was developing in the original direction.

"Look! How wonderful! Gray!" Lockhart raised his glass. "This is the best Halloween I've ever spent. I think you should understand me. I used to travel a lot and take risks every day. So I rarely face such a sumptuous dinner! But because of this, I have gained more experiences than others, which makes me more knowledgeable and well-informed!”

"Gilderoy, you are really good at talking, you are really a master of language!" Gray smiled, "I think your biggest advantage is that you will never go off topic no matter what the situation is!"

"Ah, thank you for the compliment! This may be the reason why my books have many fans, and it is also what troubled me in the past. Although I no longer continue to travel, but with a fixed residence, it is more convenient for fans to send letters to communicate! You don't have to Worry, Gray, I think you will improve your language skills after reading my work!" After Lockhart finished speaking, he raised his glass and drank it down.

Gray's face darkened after hearing this, and Flitwick on the other side covered his mouth and laughed secretly.

With the laughter in the auditorium, the Halloween dinner ended. The little wizards lined up back to the lounge under the leadership of their prefects. After the professors had enjoyed themselves, they finally left the auditorium through the back door.

Gray, Dumbledore, Flitwick and several other professors went back upstairs. He walked upstairs step by step. The attack was about to happen, right?

"What's bothering you, Gray?" Dumbledore looked at Gray through his glasses.

"No, Headmaster, I just had a little drink with Professor Lockhart, and I'm a little drunk..."