My Hogwarts Day

In the next few days, Richard was busy with the flying car.

He went to Ronald first, and asked Ronald if their car had any magic spells, and the car would come automatically when the spell was cast.

As a result, it is conceivable that there is no such magic spell.

Then Richard went to Hagrid and asked him to help him find it in the Forbidden Forest. It would be best to ask his friend Aragog.

Now Richard can still remember Hagrid's expression at that time, the look of being caught cheating, shame in horror, relief in shame, Richard didn't hold back for a long time at that time.

However, under Richard's soft and hard way, plus threats, if Hagrid doesn't ask, then Ji will go to the depths of the Forbidden Forest to find it by himself.

Eventually Hagrid agreed.

However, to Richard's surprise, Hagrid told him the next day that Aragog had also seen it before, but he hadn't seen it recently, and he didn't know where he went.

Richard specially observed Hagrid's expression, it was very natural, it should be true, but it was not that Hagrid deliberately lied to him, but he was afraid that Hagrid would not tell him because of the danger.

Even Aragog has never seen a flying car, so do we have to wait until the later plot?

Although Richard didn't want to wait that long, there was no other way. The Forbidden Forest is so big, so could it be possible for Richard to find it by himself? Thousands of descendants of Aragog have never seen it. Well, that's not even hairy.

Just when Richard was depressed, the time came to Halloween on November 1st.

Richard and Hermione were still reading in the library when Harry and Ronald ran over.

"I'm going to the Nearly Headless Nick's 500th anniversary party today, why are you still here?"

"Isn't it seven o'clock? It's not up yet." Richard asked puzzled.

"Then we must prepare in advance."

"What are you preparing for? Could it be that we, 040, put you in a gift box, then packed it and gave it to Nick as a congratulatory gift.

Both Hermione and Ronald laughed at Richard's words, but stopped immediately, because Mrs. Pince had a regular cough in the meeting.

Harry glared at Richard first, then lowered his voice.

"I mean do we need a change of clothes or something. It's Nick's 500th anniversary after all.

"I'm sorry, I don't have a shroud, maybe because I'm still young, my parents didn't prepare it for me. 27

Hearing Richard's words, although the weather is still relatively hot, the three of them felt a bit of coolness.

"Okay, let's be serious." Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, and glanced at Richard.

"You guys can't get my point. In fact, what I want to say is that no one should have attended the Deathday Party anyway, so we don't need to prepare anything specially. Nick mainly wants Harry to go there, so that his ghosts Friends boast that he has a good relationship with the savior, and the three of us are just a foil to accompany Harry in the past, so as long as Harry goes there, it’s fine, and there is no need to prepare anything.”

Hearing Richard's words, both Hermione and Ronald nodded in agreement, while Harry was a little embarrassed. Among several people, he thought Richard was the most powerful, with good family conditions, good parents, and abnormal strength. He is also very good-looking (rotten country). By the way, Richard is still an aristocrat. Compared with those pure-blood nobles, it is obvious to a wizard like Richard who grew up in a world of ordinary people. Even more prominent.

As far as Hermione is concerned, she is smart and has good grades. Although her magic (cabh) level is not as good as Richard's, she is an undisputed second place.

The last one is Ronald, well Ronald has nothing to say, Harry thinks that Ronald is not as good as himself in terms of magic power.

So, even though he thinks so about what Richard said, he is still a little embarrassed to say it.

"No, Nick invited us all, everyone is the same."

Seeing Harry's flushed face, several people laughed.

Then Mrs. Pince chased her out with her eyes.

However, it was almost time for the few people to come out, so they walked directly towards the underground classroom.

When they passed by the auditorium, they took a few glances inside, and then quickened their pace to pass through, fearing that they would not be able to get out if they just took a few glances.

Arriving at the door of the basement classroom, Nick, who was almost headless, was already wearing a black velvet curtain and a hat with feathers, standing at the door and welcoming the guests.

When several people approached the door, there was a sudden sound. In Ronald's words, it sounded like thousands of fingernails scraping back and forth on the huge blackboard.

"My dear friend."

It's just that Nick also saw everyone rushing forward, and said with an infinitely sad expression

"Welcome, welcome, I'm so glad you're here."

After speaking, he bowed and let a few people into the banquet scene.

When Richard and the others walked into the underground classroom, the sight in front of them was unbelievable. The dungeon was filled with hundreds of milky, translucent figures, most of whom roamed the crowded dance floor, waltzing and playing music to the eerie, quivering sounds of thirty musical saws. Saw's band sat on a black-clothed stage. A thousand candles were also lit in a chandelier overhead, giving off a midnight blue glow.

They began to walk slowly around the edge of the dance floor, past a group of sullen nuns, a ragged man in chains, and a fat monk. A ghost of Hufflepuff, with a lively and cheerful disposition, is chatting with a knight with an arrow in his forehead. Suddenly a skinny ghost with straight eyes and silver blood stains all over his body blocked their way.

"Bloody Barrow?" Harry exclaimed.

"Hi guys, can I have a chat with Richard."

All three looked at Richard.

"Of course." Richard shrugged.

"You guys go on shopping first, and I'll go find you when we're done chatting.

After speaking, Richard walked towards a corner with the bloody Baron.

"When did he meet the bloody Baron?" Harry asked curiously.

"Who knows, let's go see what to eat, I'm hungry." Ronald said while scanning around.

"Look, something to eat!" said Ronald.

At the other end of the dungeon was a long desk, also covered with black velvet.

The three of Harry walked over in a hurry, after all, in this kind of environment, eating something can make people relax.

However, as soon as the three of them walked to the table, they stopped in horror. The smell was too bad.

Huge chunks of rotting meat lay on beautiful silver plates, black, charred cakes piled high on great trays; In the very center of the table stood a huge gray cake in the shape of a tombstone, with the words: Sir Nicholas Demisy Poppington died October 31, 1492, spelled out in tar-like icing.

Then a fat ghost approached the table, crouched down, and walked straight through the middle of the table, his mouth open, just right through a stinking salmon.

"Can you taste the way if you go straight through like this?" Harry asked him.

"Almost." The ghost said sadly, turned around and floated away.

"I guess they let the food rot to make the flavor stronger." Hermione realized right away.

"What do you think we serve Richard?" Harry's little head turned suddenly.

"I promise, he'll smash your head off." Hermione gave Harry a speechless look.

And at this time, Li and Barrow also started their conversation.

"Richard, may I call you that?"

"certainly."

"I called you here, just to thank you, thank you for enlightening Helena, that is, the Ms Gray you have been talking about, for so many years, I have seen that she has been brooding about the past, and has always hated Her mother, this makes me very sad." As he spoke, the blood on Baro's body continued to drip down the ground as if alive, but the blood disappeared instantly as soon as it touched the ground, and other souls around saw In the case of Barrow, they all stayed away from here.

"Then why didn't you explain it to her?" Richard asked curiously.

"I thought about it too, but in the end I killed her, and I have no face to appear in front of her." Baro became more emotional when he said this, and the blood flow in his body also accelerated a lot.

"Until one night before school started, she actually took the initiative to find me and asked about what happened back then."

"I told her everything I knew about Ms Ravenclaw. She finally knew her mother had always loved her.

"What about you? Did she forgive you?"

"No, she certainly won't forgive me, and she can't forgive me." Barrow's expression showed that he was not disappointed because he could not be forgiven by Ms. Gray.

"Why? Why can't she forgive you." Richard asked curiously.

"I killed her. If she really forgives me from the bottom of her heart, then her obsession will disappear, and the ghost will not exist without obsession.

Richard was shocked by Barrow's words, is the ghost of this world like this?

"How do you know?" Richard asked curiously.

"I don't know, it just appeared in my memory?"

"Then what is your obsession? It goes without saying if it's inconvenient."

"There is nothing inconvenient. My obsession is to make Helena forgive me. As long as Helena forgives me, my obsession will disappear."

Inexplicably, a way for them to die together emerged from Richard's mind. .