abnormal hogwarts

Soon, Halloween arrived with everyone’s anticipation.

The Great Halls of Hogwarts are once again transformed into familiar Halloween decorations for students.

Albert once again went to the principal's office, which he had visited countless times over the years, and told Dumbledore that a rune snake would come out to cheer everyone up on Halloween and asked him to prepare.

On the way from the principal's office to the auditorium, Albert saw Harry and Ron, inseparable friends.

"Good evening, senior." Harry and Ron greeted Albert.

"Good evening. The Halloween dinner is about to begin. Aren't you going to the auditorium?"

Harry had a look of pain on his face, "I promised Sir Nick to attend his death anniversary party."

"Me too." Ron replied weakly.

Albert patted the two of them on the shoulders, "I wish you good luck. The food at the ghost's death anniversary dinner is all rotten and full of maggots. I hope you have a good appetite."

"Ah, by the way," Albert patted his head, as if remembering something, he took out a bag of things from his arms and handed it to Harry, "You guys haven't had dinner yet. Because of the death anniversary dinner The food served cannot be eaten, so this bag of dry food is for you."

After hearing Albert's words, Harry and Ron felt as if they were under a petrification spell.

Harry clenched the bag in his hand with a numb look on his face.

Ron stammered: "Harry, I think we might as well not go."

He suddenly regretted why he agreed to accompany Harry.

Wouldn’t a Halloween dinner at the auditorium taste great?

The house elves in the kitchen have been continuously learning the recipes given by Albert over the years, and have successfully mastered most of the food recipes from all over the world.

And I heard from other students that Professor Dumbledore invited the most famous musician in Europe, Brooke, known as the "King of Soul", to perform for everyone.

Why did he insist on not thinking about it and agreeing to Harry to spend the night with a group of cold ghosts in the underground classroom?

"Ron, since you promised, you must keep your promise." Albert reminded warmly, "When you come back from the death anniversary dinner, you can ask George and Fred to take you to the kitchen for supper. As long as you are there by then I can still eat.”

After that, Albert walked happily towards the auditorium.

His special Halloween show will be on soon.

It’s really a little bit of expectation.

……

Albert walked straight through the doorway and headed to the auditorium, which had become a little crowded.

The huge pumpkin that Hagrid planted outside his house has been picked, and the gourd inside has been hollowed out to make small boxes that can accommodate three people.

The auditorium has long been enlarged by spatial magic, and pumpkin boxes have replaced the original dining tables.

Albert looked at Wayne, the Silent Man, who shamelessly insisted on squeezing into the same pumpkin with him in the name of "preventing you from killing people." His head hurt.

Couldn't Hagrid make the pumpkins smaller?

It can only accommodate two people.

Obviously, Hagrid, who had been single for more than sixty years, had never considered the possibility of lovers and dogs living in a double world.

Elizabeth also had a dark face. She glanced in other directions in the auditorium. Zhang Qiu and Cedric used magic to seal the pumpkin after entering the same pumpkin.

The witch cursed in her heart, damn couple dogs!

However, she soon felt somewhat balanced.

Fred originally planned to stay in a pumpkin with the hot girl Angelina, who was also a Gryffindor Quidditch player, but George, who didn't understand the charm, also followed him.

The relationship between Fred and Angelina lasted for more than two years. George and Albert often complained that their twin brother had abandoned him to pick up girls.

Now George is running to be a light bulb that emits heat, it is definitely intentional.

As everyone entered the big pumpkin, the "King of Soul" Brooke appeared on the teacher's bench that had been converted into a stage, holding a guitar, igniting the atmosphere of the entire venue.

"Yo ho ho ho ho ho! Next, I will present a song to everyone - Binx's Wine!"

……

While other students were enjoying the wonderful Halloween dinner, Harry and Ron reluctantly walked towards the underground classroom where Sir Nick's death anniversary dinner was held.

After turning a corner, they saw the almost headless Nick standing at the door of the room, covered with a black velvet curtain.

"My dear friends, why are you here so late? The dinner started a little while ago. However, I am so happy that you can come." There was an inexplicable sadness in Nick's voice.

Harry heard the sound coming from the room, which sounded like a thousand fingernails scraping on a huge blackboard. Looking at the hundreds of milky white, translucent ghosts floating in the room, Harry just felt terrible. downright.

This was definitely the worst Halloween he'd ever had.

Spending Halloween at Aunt Petunia's would be better than staying here.

Due to the large gathering of ghosts, this cold underground room became extremely cold and biting. Harry and Ron began to miss the delicacies in the Great Hall prepared by the house elves with superb cooking skills.

They haven't eaten anything since noon.

Although Albert gave them a bag of dry food, Harry and Ron were not named Grylls or Stafford. They could not face a table of rotting meat and wriggling maggots. Can still eat any food.

It took a lot of courage for them to just force themselves not to vomit out their lunch food.

……

It can be said that the dinner parties on both sides ended at about the same time.

Everyone in the auditorium left the pumpkin box one after another and walked toward the lounges of their respective colleges.

When leaving the auditorium, Dumbledore cast a questioning look at Albert.

Albert just nodded slightly.

No one noticed the interaction between the two demon kings, one old and one young.

……

In a corridor on the second floor of the castle, a girl stretched out her hands that were shaking with fear and daubed something on the wall.

Not far behind her, a giant snake with three heads was swimming in the corridor.

The large characters, which were a foot high, were clearly visible under the dim light emitted by the torches on the walls on both sides.

After writing a line of writing with a paint that looked very much like blood, the girl helplessly covered her mouth, fell to her knees, and looked at the giant snake in front of her with a pleading look, and The man standing on the head of the giant snake.

"Please! Don't kill me!"

The giant snake opened its mouth, and the wand also lit up.

"Everything is forgotten."