days at Hogwarts

Chapter 189 The Existence of Ghosts

"In the night, I yelled and straightened my teeth right away, but the trial process was so simple and rough. They took out the beheading stone but forgot the grinding stone. They usually have to sharpen the ax first..."

On the stage, Nick's song was being sung to its climax, and all the ghosts listened solemnly.

But the saw blade-like background sound is really not suitable for the ears of living people. Loren and Hermione couldn't hear the lyrics that Nick sang at all, so they preferred to observe the weird food on the table.

Although disgusting, Hermione's curiosity was like a cat's. If she didn't look carefully, her heart would feel like being scratched by her paws.

She took a closer look at the haggis stuffed with meat, and it just so happened that the gas fermented in the haggis burst a belly bag, and a more intense rancid smell leaked out with a puff, and penetrated into her nose, making her small face wrinkle tightly. together.

Some maggots splashed onto the table, twisting and wriggling.Hermione pulled Loren away a little, for fear of accidentally touching the fallen bugs.

Looking at her series of movements, Loren struggled to hold back a smile.

The leader of the Headless Horseman was near Loren and Hermione, and his slightly emotional voice came to their ears: "Oh, it's a pity...but..."

He turned his head and saw the two of them. He jumped back in shock, his head fell to the floor and shouted, "Live?"

"Hello, Sir Patrick." Loren greeted politely. "Nick told us about the Headless Hunters."

"Hello." Hermione was behind him, looking at the section of Patrick's head and neck curiously, trying to see the reason for the severed head.

"Ha, Nick!" Patrick's head yelled. "He must still be bitter about us not letting him join the Hunters!"

Hermione came out from behind Loren, and wanted to say a few words for Nick: "I think Nick is already headless. There are only a few elastic tendons and skin left, and he can play more tricks."

After a pause, she added: "And Nick is pretty scary."

Loren couldn't help but glanced at Hermione helplessly. The second half of the sentence was what Nick explained, and the first part was what you wanted to say.

"Haha!" Patrick's body picked up the head on the ground, "I guess Nick told you to say that!"

After he put his head in place, he shook it. It was on the verge of falling, and he was about to fall down at any time: "I rejected him not only because of whether the head can be used as a ball, but more importantly, because I don't want to deepen Nick's nostalgia for the world."

"Love?" Loren and Hermione looked at him suspiciously.

"There are many reasons why ghosts are unwilling to accept death to stay in the world, but the essence is that they are nostalgic for the world of the living and do not want to leave."

Patrick erected his high collar, fixed his head, and prevented him from falling, "Nick felt that his death was too absurd, too hasty, and unacceptable. Also, the glory of the Popington family has not been inherited and carried forward, and the vast world he I haven’t realized it yet, it’s a mess, all kinds of things constitute his fear of death and his nostalgia for the world of the living.”

"500 years have dispelled his fear, although he still has not accepted his absurd and hasty death. However, Henry VII has long been turned into ashes, and even the Tudor dynasty has perished. Sooner or later, he will figure it out. At that time, he will embark on a great adventure."

He looked at Nick who was singing on the stage: "Joining the Headless Hunter will deepen his nostalgia for the world of the living, and it will hinder him."

Loren's mind was filled with every ghost he had ever seen, Professor Binns, Ms. Gray, Bloody Barrow, Myrtle.Analyzing the reason why they stayed in the world of living people, I was fascinated by it for a while.

Following Patrick's line of sight, Hermione saw Nick singing affectionately on the stage, obviously enjoying the stage very much. She couldn't help asking, "Why do we have to accept death? Isn't it good to stay in this world?"

Patrick held the reins of the ghost horse tightly in his hand, bent down and brought the head to Hermione's eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Do you think it's comfortable to be a ghost?"

"I can hear beautiful music, but I can't feel the emotion in the melody; I can see the changes of the four seasons, but I can no longer appreciate the beautiful scenery."

This seemed to hit a pain point in his heart, and his speech speed gradually became aggressive, "Not to mention that the empty body can't touch the real world, the disgusting and rotten food, the harsh and annoying music, all just to get a little Poor consolation!"

"Enough!" Loren pulled Hermione behind him, looked at him warily, and scolded, "Being a ghost is your own choice. Why are you complaining to us now?"

Patrick calmed down, panting heavily with his eyes closed on horseback.In fact, he can't feel the air, and panting doesn't calm him down, it's just a habit left over from being alive.

After a long time, he opened his eyes and said weakly, "I'm sorry, little wizard, for scaring you."

Loren didn't reply, and walked away with Hermione.

Patrick stared blankly at their backs, and laughed at himself: "Yeah, this is the coward's own choice..."

Hermione was still thinking about the question just now, and she suddenly asked after walking a long distance without saying a word: "Ghosts can't control their emotions, and they tend to collapse easily when stimulated, just like some kind of mental illness."

Loren thought about it for a while, and it seemed that Nick, Moaning Myrtle, Patrick just now, and even Ms. Gray seemed to be like this.

"Professor Binns is not. He hardly loses his temper." He thought of a counterexample.

"Still throwing tantrums." Hermione told something she heard during a night chat in a girls' dormitory, "George and Fred got mad at Professor Binns, and once they replaced Professor Binns' lesson plan with "The Quibbler." ", Professor Binns read it for a week before being discovered by Percy. Penello said that Professor Binns's wrinkled skin swelled up with anger, and George and Fred were locked up for a month."

Loren: "..."

What can he say, twin brother Niu Boyi.

"According to Patrick, after becoming a ghost, there will be emotional disorders. They can't smell, taste, or touch anything. The barren senses will make them depressed, irritable, and irritable. This is the essence of psychosis. Symptoms, they're psychotic."

"So Patrick wanted Nick to accept death out of good intentions, but what will happen to the ghosts after accepting death? Go to another world?" Hermione looked at the ghosts in the room, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

Loren didn't know either, but considering Dumbledore's attitude towards death and the existence of twilight illusions, it seemed that for wizards, there really was a world after death.

Nick's song in clear mixed tenor comes to the end, becoming more melodious and higher pitched.

"So I died, but my faithful head,

But no matter what you don't want to part with me,

It still hangs there, my song ends here,
Please applaud now, otherwise it will be the biggest blow to me-"

At the end of the song, Nick took off his head, ignored the stretched skin and tendons, pressed the head to his chest and bowed.

In the dark and cold basement, there were only countless slender candles emitting blue cold light. The ghosts who also emitted cold light all clapped and cheered loudly. The boiling sound almost toppled the castle.

Loren looked at these ghosts, and watched them try to create a lively atmosphere, but there was still a coldness that could not be dispelled in the venue.It is the coldness brought by the magic candle, and it is also the coldness brought by the ghost body.

"Who knows, we just want to live well." Loren said softly. He and Hermione were very close. In such a cold place, they could feel each other's warmth.

"Cuckoo-"

"Goo-"

Hermione covered her stomach in embarrassment, lowered her head and didn't dare to look into his eyes, and said in a low voice, "I thought there was something to eat at the banquet..."

Loren suppressed a smile, and pulled Hermione to the edge of the stage: "Let's go, let's go to Nick to say goodbye, and now we have pudding to eat when we go back to the auditorium."

Seamus, Dean is taking Neville to play through the ghost body.The ghosts put on all sorts of weird poses, and the three of them had to run over at the fastest speed, and compete at the finish line who passed through the most ghosts.

Although the teeth chattered from the cold, the spirits of the three were very excited.

"Harry and the others have left a long time ago. If you want to go, go up first. We'll go back when we're tired from playing." Neville waved his hand and rushed into the pile of ghosts in a hurry.

Loren and Hermione: ...

When they came to the edge of the stage, Lockhart was pestering Nick about his new book about ghosts.

Lockhart, holding a pen and paper, danced and said loudly: "Ms. Griff is a hidden werewolf. The full moon was exposed that night, so she grew terrible fangs. The king wanted to prevent you from revealing him. An army of werewolves in captivity, so I put you to death the next day."

When Lockhart said this, he trembled with excitement: "This adaptation is amazing, the new book will definitely sell well!"

Nick shook his head impatiently: "How could a Muggle dare to contact a werewolf, don't falsify my experience!"

What's on the mind of this new Hogwarts professor?Water in the bathroom toilet?
"Of course Muggles can come into contact with werewolves! Even... yes, yes... the werewolf army has been preserved to this day, and there are still werewolves hidden in the Muggle world... Bates..." Lockhart's eyes became more and more fanatical .

He's a best-selling author who knows how to engage his readers.Nick's story can be changed slightly to fit the most popular trend of thought in the wizarding world - the Muggle threat theory.

Combining the Muggle-wizard conflict with the history of the Muggle witch hunt, this will be a best-selling book for decades.There is also the recently promulgated "Anti-Werewolf Act", which can also be linked to the content of this book.

As for this ghost, only the Oblivion Charm and the False Memory Charm can make him cooperate with him obediently.

Tampering with the memory of 500 years ago is a challenge he has never encountered before.The blood in Lockhart's whole body was hot, even in the cold ghost banquet place, he still felt his blood boiling.

As soon as Loren approached, he heard Bates' name. He looked at Lockhart's uncontrollable excitement, and his eyes were colder than the temperature in the basement.

The new professor disgusted him, and it seemed that the progress of the Oblivion Curse was about to speed up.

Nick saw Loren and Hermione with a relieved smile, and he greeted happily: "Hey, how did you play tonight?"

Hermione looked at Nick, then at Lockhart, and said, "The show is very exciting, and the ghosts are also very interesting, but there is no food we can eat, and I am a little hungry."

Nick patted his head, shaking his head tremblingly, and said regretfully, "I was negligent and forgot to prepare food for you."

"Then let's go back to eat. Goodbye, Nick!" Loren recovered and bid farewell.

Hermione and Loren walked up side by side: "Did I just hear Lockhart say Grandpa Bates' name?"

"Coincidence, or someone with the same name." Loren replied calmly, he didn't want Hermione to worry.Don't worry, he's always been a quick learner of Charms, and when he's done with the Oblivion Charm, he'll make Lockhart look like an idiot.

hall.

The lively atmosphere of the Halloween party was still a bit hot, and the little wizards had already had their fill. Some of them were chasing and playing in the auditorium, and some were chatting on the long table.

The Skeleton Dance Troupe had left, and when Loren and Hermione came in, they only saw some musical instruments made of bones still placed under the guest table.

A violin made of the tibia, a drumstick made of the radius...

Loren thinks that the Skeleton Dance Troupe may be more suitable for the banquet in the basement, ghosts and skeletons, it sounds very good.

Live bats flying all over the sky rest inside the jack-o-lantern, pecking at the sweet pumpkin flesh.In addition to the jack-o-lantern above the guest table, George and Fred were throwing colorful firecrackers at the jack-o-lantern hanging above Dumbledore's head in an attempt to blow it down.

Lockhart wasn't at the Hallowe'en Feast, no one boasted inappropriately, and there was a lot of merriment and harmony at the table of honor.Professor McGonagall, in a good mood, ignored the twins' death.

Dumbledore stood up, and his cheerful voice filled the hall: "Finally, I have only one thing to say - Happy Halloween!"

With the sound of his blessing, the party ended.The house elves stopped serving food, and the food on the long table disappeared like a popped balloon.

Loren patted the pudding in his pocket, the mutton pie wrapped in kraft paper, and the chicken legs, feeling very at ease.Hermione patted her bulging stomach, her stomach and her heart felt at ease.

The little wizards lined up to leave the auditorium. At this time, a fourth-year Ravenclaw little wizard who was running fast ran to the center of the auditorium anxiously, and said in a trembling voice, "Principal! Professor! Something happened!"

At a certain moment, Loren felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Last Halloween, it was the same position, and the words were similar, except that it was Quirrell who spoke.

The little wizards in the auditorium followed the professor, and the professor followed Dumbledore, hurriedly left the auditorium, walked up the stairs, and came to the third floor. At a glance, he saw the end of the corridor surrounded by the part that walked out of the auditorium first. little wizard.

The crowd of onlookers parted a path so that those who came later could see the scene inside.

Harry and Ron stood in the center blankly, like prisoners.Beside them hung a stiff, motionless Mrs. Norris on a torch holder.

Between the two windows, on the wall a foot above the ground, some writing was scribbled, shimmering under the light of the burning torch:

The chamber of secrets has been opened,

Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant.

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