Hogwarts Lion Girl

After that, Ron drank bitter medicine for a long time before gradually recovering his health, and he hated Malfoy and the Slytherin guys because of it.

Time passed quietly like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, the busy and magical Hogwarts ushered in Halloween.

This festival full of mystery and surprises always brings a different touch of color to this ancient castle.

Every corner of Hogwarts is filled with a festive atmosphere, whether it is the ghosts floating in the corridors or the pumpkin lanterns stacked in the corners, they are all telling the arrival of Halloween.

A dinner full of festive atmosphere is about to begin.

In the mysterious and ancient Hogwarts Castle, as Halloween night falls, the gloomy atmosphere and the festive joy are intertwined into a unique picture.

The flickering torches cast a faint light, casting a hazy veil over the deep corridors and magnificent halls.

The young wizards were wearing the robes of their respective colleges, with excited smiles on their faces.

On the banquet table, the eerie smiling faces carved from pumpkin lanterns reflected the props and delicious food placed everywhere.

The pumpkin pie was steaming warmly, and the magic candies were glowing with a strange brilliance under the candlelight.

From time to time, smoke from the jack-o'-lanterns made the food seem to come alive, hovering playfully above the banquet.

Next to the professors' dining table, there were all kinds of complicated props, which cast light onto the ceiling, making the whole space dance with the brilliance of magic.

The laughter and whispers of the little wizards, mixed with the eerie chanting coming from the castle walls, created a festive atmosphere that was both thrilling and joyful.

At this time, ghosts and those strange magical creatures also joined the party. They shuttled among the little wizards and distributed mysterious magic candies.

In the carnival atmosphere of Halloween, Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, with his unique foresight and keen perception of the festival, booked an unusual dance troupe - the Skeleton Dance Troupe.

Their arrival undoubtedly added an indescribable mysterious touch to this already bizarre festival.

As the Halloween moonlight rose higher, the castle hall grew darker, a subtle glow revealing dancing shadows through the hazy shadows.

The Skeleton Dance Troupe appeared silently, dressed in long robes and with smiles on their faces, they came from unexpected places, as if they had crossed the boundaries of time and space.

They danced gracefully, their skeleton joints moving flexibly under their cloaks, and to the faintly discernible ancient music, they jumped, spun, and moved, showing a different kind of elegance.

Their movements are smooth and coordinated, and even beneath their gloomy appearance, they still retain a sense of humor and lightness.

Each skeleton dance is full of magic and fantasy, which reminds people of the secrets in a hidden corner of the Hogwarts library.

The figures of the Skeleton Dance Troupe appeared and disappeared in the interweaving of candlelight and magic. Sometimes they were as light as fallen leaves, and sometimes as fierce as a whirlwind, arousing the curiosity and surprise of all the little wizards present.

Their performance was not only a dance, but also a display of magic and creativity, which made even the most serious professor couldn't help but smile.

The flickering flames, the glittering magic, and the little wizards immersed in the festive atmosphere witnessed another unforgettable Halloween night at Hogwarts.

Salina did not attend the second half of the party. She returned to the Gryffindor common room early to complete the Potions homework assigned in the afternoon.

The corridor was filled with faint moonlight, and light footsteps were heard on the stairs. Salina walked through the corridor alone, her shadow stretching and shrinking in the dim light.

Pushing open the door to the Gryffindor common room, a familiar darkness greeted me, mixed with the scent of burning pine wood.

Salina closed the door gently, and the sound echoed in the empty lounge.

Under the dark night, the fireplace emitted an orange-red light, and the fire danced on the ancient wooden furniture.

Several old armors and flags were hung on the tall ceiling. The flags were dimly lit by the weak light, but they still proudly displayed the history and glory of Gryffindor. Several rows of heavy bookshelves were placed against the wall, filled with various old books and magic scrolls, exuding a heavy atmosphere of knowledge.

The sofa and chairs were covered in thick red velvet, with the Gryffindor crest embroidered in gold on the cushions.

Outside the window, the distant starry sky twinkled, as if responding to the tranquility in the lounge.

The moonlight swayed, and Salina slowed down her pace.

She crossed to the window area, where cushions and throw pillows were scattered on the floor, reflecting a deep orange glow.

Serena carefully groped her way forward towards the stairs, trying to identify the direction in the dim light. However, she did not notice the wooden stool in the shadow in front of her. In the dim light, her footsteps suddenly tripped over the stool leg and she lost her balance.

She subconsciously leaned forward, one foot twisted, and the pain spread rapidly. In this urgent moment, she instinctively stretched out her hands to find support. Her arms collided with the cold and hard wood, and finally fell into the armchair beside her.

The body fell heavily onto the thick velvet covering of the armchair. Suddenly, a muffled groan came from under the heavy red velvet, the sound was low and vague.

Salina's heart skipped a beat. She held her breath and stared, only to find that the blanket beneath her was slightly bulging, obviously there was someone in it.

Salina felt as if her hands touched something, but before she could react, she felt her wrist being grabbed by something, and then a head with red curly hair emerged from under the blanket.

In the light of the fire, Salina recognized the face.

"Prefect Percy?"

Percy stretched out his other hand and rubbed his nose, then opened his eyes hazily and took a closer look, "Ah, you are... Salina Swinburne?"

"Why are you here?" They both asked almost in unison.

Salina suddenly realized that she was still on top of someone else and hurriedly tried to get up. Percy quickly let go of Salina's hand.

After they had some distance between them, Serena explained, "I'm full, so I wanted to finish the Potions homework assigned for this afternoon. It was too dark just now, and I accidentally bumped into a chair, so... Prefect Percy, are you okay?"

Percy took his glasses from the table beside him and put them back on, waving his hands to indicate that it was nothing serious.

"I didn't expect anyone to come back so early, so I didn't turn on the lights. It's my fault."

As he spoke, he waved his wand lightly.

The dim light in the lounge seemed to be injected with vitality, and the magic hidden in the walls and lamps was instantly awakened.

Rays of light shone through various decorations and utensils, as if thousands of light elves were dancing.

All the candlesticks - whether on the wall, in table lamps, or suspended in the air - seemed to light themselves up at the same time, and the lounge was as bright as day.

The dancing lights cast soft shadows on the old wooden furniture, and the moonlight outside the window and the lights inside the room complement each other.

Salina and Percy were surrounded by the sudden light. The embarrassment just now seemed to evaporate in the jumping flames. The two figures were stretched out and cast on the ancient wooden floor. The dazzling scene of the lounge was reflected in their eyes.

Percy motioned to Salina, "You go up first."

Serena nodded, carefully walked around the haphazardly placed chairs, and quickly walked up the stairs to the girls' lounge.

Before the potion homework began, Salina was still a little confused.

Why is Percy here at this time? He seems to be in a low mood. Could it be that he has broken up with his lover?

Speaking of which, during the party, Penelope seemed to be dancing with a boy from Ravenclaw. Oh my, it seems like she got some sweetness!