From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Halloween is a very important holiday, and Hogwarts is no exception.

Just as William and the others went to the basement classroom for a banquet, the hall above was also celebrating Halloween. The gold plate that has been passed down by Hogwarts for a long time was brought out for use today, and candles and ribbons were of course all over the dining room. , Even the decorations in the castle were changed to live bats, and the joyful atmosphere filled the whole castle.

Next to the huge jack-o-lantern provided by Hagrid that allows people to play wizard chess inside, the twins bit their ears and talked.

"George, what about the professor?"

"Which professor?"

"Which one else?"

"Well, I know it's Professor William, but I am more concerned about our big plan now—"

George sighed helplessly. The live bat decoration that he loved so much in the past feels dull today.

"But we can't always pay attention to that. Anyway, you and I know that our big plan is definitely not the attack on Filch as they said."

"So this is the headache, Fred," George looked around. "We lost a month of memory, carried on the two months of confinement, and then forgot about wearing the crown. Oh, hell!"

After a short hospitalization observation, the three assaulted students were advised to return to the dormitory to retrieve their memories. The twins naturally attracted the attention of the whole hospital. Their friends described their presence in this one in a very pleasant tone. The great achievements made within the month, of course, are inseparable from the big plan the two of them have been talking about.

"It's a big plan!"

Everyone said in unison, and attributed this to the crown-if it weren't for the magic crown, how could the Weasley brothers successfully attack the administrator and hang him outside the castle?

But the twins knew that things were by no means that simple. Although they couldn't remember what the big plan was, it was definitely not a simple attack on the administrator.

‘How can an attack on an administrator without any technical content deserve the title of a big plan? And it’s definitely not our style to rant about things all over the place before the attack. ’

Amid the compliments of the crowd, the two looked at each other, and no one who had a tacit understanding came forward to deny it.

But here is the problem-although the two are determined to find out, they have no way to start without any memory, and they are still stuck in the investigation stage.

"Watch the show, Fred, the Skeleton Dance Company is not so common." George said softly. "Although it is a bit unpleasant to have to ask the professor for help, this professor really does what he says. I really wore the crown, isn't it—what?"

Among the surprised eyes of the two, a ghost came out quickly from the ground, a cold Slytherin ghost, the **** Barrow who was particularly familiar with the twins.

The cold-faced ghost twins, who are capable of pressing Peppies, were eyeing them when they entered school. There is no way. Peppies are already well-known mischiefs in Hogwarts. The twins even heard of their mothers when they were young children. Telling the story of Pippi, Barrow, who is capable of crushing Pippi, can't go to heaven?

Although the investigation after enrollment has shattered the twins’ dreams, Barrow, who is cold and not talkative, left a deep impression on the two of them. life.

"She remembers me, she remembers me!"

An unbelievable voice came from Barrow's mouth, and at the same time the cold ghost waved his chain comically, rushing towards each student at a very fast speed.

"Yes, that's right, she remembers me!"

"She remembers me, even at the end!"

…

Barrow repeated similar words frantically, leaving the twins dumbfounded.

"What spell did he hit?"

"Does that crown control even the ghost?"

The two looked at each other, and got a guess from each other's eyes that they were not next to each other at all.

But what happened next was completely confusing. With a icy cold, the twins found the two ghosts passing through their bodies separately.

"Sorry, I borrowed it."

Following the cold came an apology, and then the two saw the ghost floating out of each other's body and flying in the air.

But the two of them were not the only ones who were attacked—hundreds of ghosts rushed out from under the floor and around the walls almost uninterruptedly, passing through the students recklessly, and surrounding the **** Barrow in the middle.

"what!"

"God! What is this!"

...

Screams kept ringing in the auditorium-not everyone is like twins who have had the experience of passing through ghosts because they like to wander around. The spirit that passes through the ghosts is more exciting than splashing on ice water.

With the arrival of a large number of ghosts, the temperature of the auditorium began to drop sharply, and the wind brought up by the ghosts even blew out the candles in the auditorium. The light from the few candles that had not been blown out was also suppressed. Bean Ding Da's flame maintained a little light with difficulty.

However, the students no longer had their previous fears, and they all became excited one by one.

"What about the new show?"

"Cool!"

"It's just a bit cold..."

…

Among the different opinions, the prefects stood up and started to maintain order, "Keep quiet, keep quiet, and wait for the show to start!"

As for the faculty table, it is even more lively, and many professors have already laughed out of joy.

"This show is great. It's been a long time since Hogwarts was on such a big show."

"Yeah, yeah, it seems that this year is very well funded. This show has been ranked in the top five since I have been at Hogwarts for so long."

The old professor is even more happy-to be able to show this kind of show, his drama report is estimated to be approved.

Even Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore curiously, "Albus, how much did this cost—no, no, I don’t care about funding, it’s just so many ghosts, you have invited a large ghost circus. Group?"

While Professor McGonagall was speaking, eleven ghosts riding ghost horses rushed out of the ground.

"They have no heads!"

There was a small exclamation from the students, but the prefect glared back at the dim light from the ghost.

But what he said is correct. The ghosts do not have a head. Their heads are firmly held in the hands, and their necks are empty, which is very in line with the Halloween aesthetic.

The appearance of these ghosts made Professor McGonagall look at Dumbledore-sure enough, he was the famous headless hunter of the circus.

While the students admired, the next ghost horse appeared. Unlike other knights, this ghost horse had all four feet in the sky.

‘Riding the other way? ’

Under the prefect’s gaze, the students who dared not make a sound exclaimed in their hearts-‘This must be the protagonist in the end, and even the way he plays is different. ’

But soon they discovered the difference. The last horse was not carried, but was carried. A headless ghost carried the horse on his shoulders, and popped out of the ground with his head in one hand, in a very funny state. , People can't help but laugh.

"Hahaha!"

…

Countless laughter sounded from the dining table, followed by thunderous applause. The performance of the knight who fell in the end was ingenious and amused everyone.

And among the countless applause, the ignored Blood Man Barrow's voice suddenly rose.

"Thank you, thank you, she still remembers me!"

Brilliant rays of light radiated from his body. The ghosts that were originally cold were all smiles at this moment. In the soft white light, he disappeared little by little, and where the white light shines, the cold brought by the ghosts almost instantly Disappeared, warm and reminiscent of the sunshine in September.

"Oh!"

Such a voice came from the mouth of one ghost, and it spread to the mouth of another ghost as if it were contagious, and finally gathered into a large area of ​​exclamation and praise. Even the students who did not know the truth uttered praises, although they I don't understand what happened, but the light is really beautiful.

But the light quickly dissipated, and the warmth was soon expelled. The cold brought by hundreds of ghosts once again occupied the entire restaurant, calming down the originally a little excited students.

What's more terrible is that the carefully crafted dishes on the table quickly lost their mouth-watering temperature during the sudden drop in temperature, and became cold and inedible.

"Why haven't you performed yet?"

After a long period of silence, the students made a sound, but the ghosts were indifferent. They started their old life, and started to stare at the place where the **** Barrow had just turned into light.

For the ghosts, time does not mean much. Compared with the usual random thoughts, another partner who chooses to go on is a good topic for thinking, which makes them feel very comfortable.

"Isn't that Nick?"

Professor McGonagall, regained from the surprise that another ghost chose to go down, saw Nick with his head drooping in frustration (a little bit hanging around his neck), and remembered the previous application of the ghost to borrow the underground classroom to hold the death party. Things.

She glanced at Dumbledore, who was smiling and silent, and then left the teacher's table and came to Nick.

"Nick, what happened?"

"Sorry, Professor," Nick, who was in a daze, responded in a hurry, and then realized that Professor McGonagall was talking to him. "Sorry, Professor McGonagall, something special happened. Barrow chose to go on. I didn't Ways to control the guests’ desire to come here to watch, you know—"

Nick noticed that the angle of view was wrong, and put his head back. "Professor you know, there are few ghosts who have the courage to move on, not even at Hogwarts. Such things are too rare. I don’t. How to stop them, I am very sorry for interrupting the banquet, I will take them back to—"

Before Nick had finished speaking, the auditorium was filled with another voice.

"Haha!"

Pippi’s unique voice sounded in the auditorium, "Barrow the Blood is gone, Barrow the Blood has ascended to heaven!"

The Peppies of the past would never be too presumptuous in front of Dumbledore, but today is different-the ghost it feared the most in Hogwarts has gone, and chose to ascend to heaven!

It can no longer control the joys and surprises that emerge from the bottom of its heart. This joy must be vented immediately, even for a second!

"Oh!"

Pepy Ghost picked up two golden plates, rushed to the sky happily, and then flipped the two plates over the students' heads.

"The stupid fat monk, the earthy Myrtle, the stupid Nick—and the long live Pepy!"

"I am back!"

He quickly rushed to the dining table again, pulling the tablecloth and sprinting towards the sky, and when it was less than half pulled out, he quickly fell towards the table. The juice of the tableware and the dishes on the top splashed, causing the surrounding students to leave quickly. dining table.

But it's not over yet. Peppy Ghost draped a long tablecloth behind his back, "Who is the king of Hogwarts, not the principal, not the professor, Peppy Ghost, Peppy Ghost!"

"Albus?"

Professor McGonagall, who ran back to the dining table, glanced at Dumbledore-with so many students there, she didn't want to grab Dumbledore's job. In theory, she should let the principal deal with Peppy now.

But Dumbledore just laughed and didn't mean to do anything.

"Don't worry, Minerva, the food is cold anyway, it can't be heated anymore." Dumbledore smiled and looked at Peppy Ghost, as if the ghost singing in joy was not making trouble.

"Albus!"

Professor McGonagall was a little angry.

"Wait, Minerva, I'm thinking, is it celebrating or being controlled."

Dumbledore still whispered a little bit of his guess-he didn't want Professor McGonagall to stop Peppy Ghost, but he still didn't want to say it all at the moment, who was suspicious. After all, the person who was involved in the chaos of the castle was really the one involved. Too dangerous.

"Well, I will tell the kitchen."

Professor McGonagall sat down, which made the surrounding professors start to guess, "Could it be that Pippi's trick or treat is also tonight's event?"

After all, tonight is a bit too exciting, and even the professor hasn't experienced countless big scenes.

So Pippi was even crazier~www.readwn.com~ He began to compose the ghost songs below-after all, those students were replaced in a few years, and the songs were not available for a long time, and those ghosts are old folks, attacking them to get At least you can double your happiness.

The ghosts named by Pipigui quickly dive into the underground-cursing Pipigui is professional. These ghosts have been clear after so many years, and they are too lazy to care about him. There are banquets in the underground. Now go back and talk. It is not allowed to continue to play music and dance.

As more and more ghosts were named, the ghosts began to disappear in the auditorium, and they couldn't afford to hide.

This made Pippi more arrogant, and the inspiration came quickly, and the lyrics did not even contain heavy samples, which quickly returned the temperature of the auditorium to normal—the ghosts were all scolded.

"Haha, those cowards!"

The Pepy Ghost in the sky shouted proudly.

Just when Pippi was the most troubled and even wanted to move towards the professor's table, Dumbledore finally raised his wand and waved it gently-the Pippi ghost seemed to be caught by something, quickly It fell towards the ground, and then the whole person stuck to a plate on the ground.

Pepy Ghost tried desperately, but it was useless. The plate seemed to stick to him and the ground, and he didn't move.

Filch came over with a smile, and took Pippi with the plate—as if he was carrying an empty plate.

"Let go of me, let me go!"

Pippi shouted desperately and hit Filch with his hand, but its hand quickly passed through without attacking the administrator at all.

ps: Originally **** the brief introduction and enter the next plot, but in the end it was written out... After all, I think this paragraph is great... I don’t like it, and I won’t write it in the future.

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