A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 74 The Ghosts' Carnival Night

It was getting late at night, and there were fewer and fewer students in the common room. The lake outside the window was illuminated by the lights and turned dark green, as if it was connected to a dark and mysterious realm.

Owen squinted his eyes and curled up on the chair closest to the fireplace to enjoy the fire. Melet snored with her paws on his lap, her golden eyes narrowed into a slit, reflecting the light of the flame.Neither the person nor the cat moved, their expressions and temperament were exactly the same.

Although he looked drowsy and lazy, Owen was actually immersed in the space facing the wall, leaning over the desk and writing quickly.Just like Melet seems to be closing his eyes and resting his mind, but what he actually thinks is: Owen hasn't fed me for 10 minutes, and he will starve to death in a second...

Owen just writes, draws, paints, and corrects in his notebook. The white paper is filled with beautiful fonts of all sizes, but it is messed up. There are many sketches and pictures beside it Remark.

After his experience of learning the Unforgivable Curses, it became clear to him that he could no longer continue to study the Dark Arts, at least not until he found a way to deal with the side effects.In this case, he must send away Voldemort, who is an eyesore and has no good intentions, early.

Owen wrote the last few strokes on the page, then stretched his waist, straightened his back and carefully examined the action plan he made, with a meaningful smile on his face.

"Although the oath requires me to help you, I will decide how to help you." He whispered playfully, "Halloween is the best opportunity. I only need to indirectly influence the actions of some people to achieve my goal." .”

By designing a series of unexpected chains to lead to the already chosen ending, this has always been what Owen is good at.

If I killed you before Halloween, all the ashes will be thrown away, I said so!

"Ha... everything will be fine!" Owen yawned.

……

On Saturday night, after a quick dinner, Owen went back to his bedroom and changed into a jet black dress robe.The robe as a whole is similar to a tuxedo, with silver stripes embellishing the edges, which looks low-key and restrained yet elegant.

While arranging his clothes, Owen looked at himself in the mirror.A slim dress made him more solemn and deep, his complexion was pale but not sickly, his cheeks were immature but handsome and delicate, his jet-black eyes were calm and deep.His short jet-black hair was softly attached to his ears, making him look a little more cute and harmless.

Owen put on a black and silver-trimmed cloak, and smiled at himself in the mirror.The expression of the person in the mirror suddenly became vivid, appearing confident and free and easy.

When he walked out of the dormitory, a group of young wizards cast surprised eyes: "Who are you?"

"Ah, I'm going to a party, do you want to come together?" Owen's smile was mysterious and seductive.

"Owen, we just came out of detention..." Harry groaned.

"I have already informed Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall." Owen said leisurely, "Of course, you are not included... But there is an unprecedented event at Hogwarts tonight."

How could a child of this age be able to withstand this kind of temptation, and forget about the violation of school rules in a blink of an eye.Blaise, who likes new things, immediately raised his hand to participate, and then Draco called Harry, Daphne called Pansy, and several other little wizards who joined in the fun, a group of people discussed noisyly .

"You don't actually need to wear dresses. Oh, by the way, remember to wear thicker clothes." Owen reminded.After waiting for a while, he led a group of little wizards through the corridors in the middle of the night.

Along the way, you can see the silver-white figures of ghosts flying lightly, most of them are strange ghosts from all over the country. They are obviously in a good mood, and they don't care about the little wizards, and they rush to the meeting place in a hurry.The ghosts of Hogwarts have joyful expressions, and when they see Owen, they will greet him warmly.

The meeting place was in a huge underground meeting room. The closer the meeting place was, the colder the surrounding temperature became, and even the exhaled air condensed into white mist.The tiny candles on both sides of the corridor were dark and exuded a slightly foul smell. The candle flames were a cold blue color, reflecting the surrounding environment and people's faces in an eerie and eerie way.

"This..." Draco, who didn't listen to Owen's advice, was chattering his teeth. He shivered and tightened his thin robe, staring at him.

"Oh, didn't I tell you?" Owen walked backward facing the crowd, opened his arms exaggeratedly, and said with a bright smile: "Welcome to the grand meeting of ghosts!"

As soon as the words were finished, a harsh and unpleasant music sounded from afar, like countless fingernails scratching the blackboard, making one's teeth gritty.

"Owen, I believe your evil!" Draco rolled his eyes wildly, and reached out to grab the thick cloak on Goyle's body.

"Isn't that interesting?" Blaise's eyes lit up, and most of the others nodded in agreement.They had never seen a party of ghosts.

"You'll regret it..." Draco said relentlessly.

"Oh! Hey, Owen, you're here!" Nearly Headless Nick waved enthusiastically at the door of the conference room. Next to him stood a fat Hufflepuff monk. Two kind ghosts were responsible for welcoming guests at the door. .As for Ms. Gray and Bloody Barrow... they don't seem to be good at entertaining people.

"Good evening, Sir Nicholas, monk." Owen waved his hand.

"You don't know, there are at least [-] people here, and many more are coming." Nick made a gesture of invitation, "No ghost can refuse such a grand event!"

"I think there are nine hundred." The fat monk also smiled blindly, and said to the little wizards brought by Owen, "Oh, there are still many children here? Welcome, I hope you will come tonight Have a good time."

Owen led everyone into the meeting room, which had been arranged into a gloomy and gorgeous venue, and hundreds of ghosts did not seem crowded in this room.On a stage covered in black velvet, a ghostly band was playing a saw, making that eerie sound.The ghosts roamed the huge dance floor and chatted happily.

The meeting room was decorated everywhere, with soft black carpets underfoot, countless candles burning with blue flames on the chandeliers and candlesticks around, and rotten and moldy food on the long dining table at the other end, emitting A bad smell.

A group of people stepped into this place of ghosts and death, as if sinking into the icy cold lake water, all of them tightened their clothes in unison.

"Brilliant and silent, lively but decaying, what an unforgettable scene! Everything is good, right?" Owen sighed with a smile, "except the music and the food."

"Great!" Blaise raised his eyebrows at him, and then happily got into the pile of ghosts like a wild horse, and quickly became one with the ghosts.

"Sir Barrow, good evening." Owen greeted the gloomy bloody Barrow, then waved goodbye to his friends temporarily, and went to catch up with his ghost friends.

The remaining little wizards were curious but at a loss, shivering like a group of little sheep strayed into a pack of wolves.Well, frozen.

At this moment, Owen was already chatting with Ms. Green who was floating alone in the corner. This proud ghost was wearing a luxurious court dress, floating in the corner indifferently. The beautiful silver-white face was calm and indifferent. A lively party is out of place.

"Ms. Gray, you don't like this kind of party?" Owen said.

Ms. Gray took one look at him and said in a less eager tone, "I like it." It didn't sound like the usual perfunctory.

"Okay..." Owen patted his forehead.The weeping Myrtle floated over shyly and invited him to visit the girls' bathroom on the second floor.

"If I have time, I will visit." Owen said sincerely, seeing two opaque milky white spots appear on the silvery white cheeks of the other party.

Then he glanced at the time and said with a smile: "The time is almost up, I will pass first."

(End of this chapter)