I Teach Ninjutsu At Hogwarts

After the two people's emotions gradually stabilized, Xiao Han said to Nicoléme:

"From now on, you and Perenal will live in your original home. From now on, our research will be conducted in your home. In addition to you, Snape also participated in the research. If Snape hadn't reminded me, I would have I'll probably forget about you.

"It would be much easier with Snape."

Nicolas Flamel was not too surprised. After all, he was an old monster for hundreds of years. When Grindelwald set the fire, he was not afraid of danger. How could he be surprised by something very reasonable?

After discussing the details for a while, Xiao Han asked Nine Tails to escort the two people home, and then Xiao Han returned to Hogwarts.

. . . . . .

In a few days, it’s almost Halloween,

Everyone else is happily preparing for the festival,

Even Hermione always does something secretly alone and rarely goes to the library.

However, Harry has been having trouble sleeping and eating recently, he has lost weight, and the dark circles around his eyes are as heavy as those of a dark wizard.

Because Lockhart, who had recently left the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, kept harassing Harry, and Colin, a first-year student, also grabbed Harry and refused to let go.

Recently, Harry could often hear whispers resounding in the corridors, but when he told Ron and others, no one could hear them. Harry felt like he was going crazy recently.

850 Of course, Harry is not the only one who has been in a bad mood recently. Nick, who is almost headless, is also always depressed. He often looks out the window sadly alone.

Just today, on a rainy day, Harry and Nearly Headless Nick met.

"Hello, Nick." Harry said weakly.

"Hello, hello." Headless Nick replied.

"Did you encounter the same trouble as me?" Nick said to Harry a little sadly.

"You too, I can feel that you and I have been stuck in a quagmire recently." Harry lowered his head and yawned.

"Ah!" Nearly Headless Nick waved his hand,

"It's just a small thing. I just want to join the Headless Hunters. I thought it was a matter of course for me, but I received a letter saying that I don't meet the requirements."

Although he sounded relaxed, Harry could tell by the look on his face that he was in pain.

"I think you think so too, right?" Nick said suddenly,

Then he took the letter out of his pocket,

"I was struck 45 times in the neck with a blunt ax before I died completely. I originally confidently thought that this should meet the requirements." (babi) "In the end, those arrogant bastards actually rejected me, just because of that little bit of flesh." "

"At that time, I really hoped that he could chop quickly and hard, and the head would fall off all at once. In this way, I would not have to take so many axes [Jian Zong would suffer in life. And he would not be gregarious even if he died."

Nick said angrily to Harry.

"I only have a little bit of flesh connecting my head to my body, Harry! Most people think my head is gone, but that's not the case for those headless hunters, at least for Mr. Delaney Patrick. It's not like this.

Headless Nick took a few deep breaths and calmed down his tone. "Then why are you worried? Can I help?"

Harry was so devastated that he felt like he would go crazy if he didn't find someone to talk to.

"Oh, Nick, I've been tortured by Colin's photo request recently, but I don't want to make him sad, so I keep putting it off, but I'm really annoyed!!"

Although Harry felt very sad, he still found something to say to Nick.

Hearing Harry's complaint, Nick said: "Harry, you need to learn to refuse and learn to say no bravely. Only in this way can you live for yourself.

After hearing what Nick said, Harry decided to reject Colin next time.

Harry added: "Nick, you helped me, but I couldn't help you. I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, you can do other things for me," Nick said excitedly.

"Harry, I don't know if it's too much to ask for...Forget it, you don't want to go." Nick was disappointed again.

"Where?" Harry asked.

"Well, this year's Halloween is the 500th anniversary of my death." Headless Nick straightened his back and said solemnly.

"Oh," Harry said, not sure whether to express happiness or sadness.

"Is such that."

"I will have a party in a big house. Friends from all over the country will attend. I would be honored if you could come. I would welcome Mr. Ron and Miss Granger."

He noticed that Harry looked a little embarrassed.

Then he asked: "Can't you come?"

"No," Harry said immediately, "I will come, and Ron will come back, but I can't guarantee Hermione. She has been very mysterious recently."

"My dear friend! Harry Potter [please come to my Chinese Children's Party! And..."

He hesitated for a while and said excitedly:

"Could you please mention a little to Mr. Patrick how creepy you are when you see me?"

On the night of Christmas Day,

The time came to seven o'clock sharp, and Harry and Ron walked straight out of the door.

Arriving at the crowded hall,

They walked to the office mentioned in the invitation.

The aisle leading to Headless Nick's party was also lit with candles, but these were less pleasant.

The long, thin black candles, whose flames were bright blue, cast dim, ghostly shadows on their faces.

Every step they took down. The temperature will drop a bit. Harry shivered and wrapped his magic robe tightly around his body.

At this time, he heard a sound like a thousand fingernails scratching a huge blackboard.

"This isn't music, is it?" Ron whispered. They turned a corner and saw headless Nick standing by the door with a black and purple curtain.

"My dear friends," he said sadly, "Welcome, welcome, I'm so glad you can come.

He took off his feathered hat, bowed to them, and let them in.

"Let's take a walk around?" Harry suggested, wanting to stretch his numb feet from the cold.

"Oh, no, a ghost suddenly said:

"Come back, my head, I don't want to talk to Moaning Myrtle."

The ghost said to his head,

This made Harry and Ron sad.

"Who?" Harry asked. He had never heard of this ghost.

"She always scares people in the women's room on the first floor," the ghost said.

"She's scary in the ladies' room?" Harry knew why he hadn't heard of her.

After a while, Harry and Ron greeted Nick again and left the ghost dinner party early.

Harry was almost starving, after all, he had been in a bad mood lately.

They plan to go back and have some good food.

But on the way, a voice sounded that made Harry's hair stand on end. .