The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Chapter 96 The Ghost and the Singer

With a "puff", a ball of mud bypassed the students blocking the way at a tricky angle and hit the marble slab in front of Filch.

The administrator Filch was staring at the mud in front of him, his face suddenly became ugly, and there was an aura that no one should be near.

Albert and Lee Jordan also noticed the change in the hallway and stopped to look with the other students towards the source of the low pressure.

Filch turned his head stiffly and looked in the direction the mud ball was flying in, only to find another thumb-sized mud ball flying towards him.

Filch hurriedly dodged sideways, his eyes stopped for a moment where he had just stood, and suddenly pushed aside the crowd in the corridor, chasing in the direction of the mud ball.

The aura of never giving up until the culprit was caught caused the surrounding students to cast their astonished glances at Filch's back, and several students even prepared to follow behind to watch the fun.

Other students wondered who threw the mud ball at Filch.

In the opposite direction where Filch was chasing the prisoner, the twins appeared around the corner and waved to the two of Alberts, with happy smiles on their faces.

"How." Fred and George just emerged from the nearby secret passage, while Albert raised his index finger and made a quiet movement.

That's right, it was the Weasley brothers who just threw the mud ball at Filch, who borrowed the winged slingshot that Albert found in the Room of Requirement, and used a mud ball they just got from herbal class, a mix of The dirt of the dung of the moronic beast.

Of course, the twins were not aimed at Filch, but at the marble slab under his feet, however, whoever looked at it thought the ball of mud was thrown at Filch.

Now, the furious Filch chased after him, but he couldn't find anything, and he didn't know if anyone would be inexplicably miserable.

After returning to the lounge, they immediately went to take a hot shower. When they got dressed and came down, they heard others talk about Filch. The manager was looking for the culprit in a rage.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" The smile on Fred's face grew brighter, as if nothing would make him happier than watching Filch deflate.

"Eat quietly." Albert glanced at them and nodded to Filch in the corner of the hall as a reminder.

Albert didn't eat much lunch, and there will be a big Halloween party in the evening.

However, the matter of Filch still made the whole afternoon of several people spend happily.

Professor Broad of Defense Against the Dark Arts also knew that everyone didn't have much time to listen to the class, so he spent the afternoon telling everyone interesting stories.

For example, in the mid-[-]th century, an earl of a dragon set was preparing for a duel with a child who was suspected of being a witch. He rode a warhorse with a lance and was about to stab the boy to death with a shot, but he slammed into the iron armor curse released by a witch. He suffered a broken body and a severe head injury, and finally became a mentally handicapped earl.

The story immediately aroused everyone's interest in the Iron Armor Spell, but the professor said that the spell would not be learned until the senior year, which disappointed most people.

"Is it difficult? By the way, doesn't Albert know this spell?" Lee Jordan murmured suspiciously. His voice was not loud, but many people heard it, which brought a bunch of suspicious people to Albert. look.

Albert just smiled, neither admitting nor denying it, anyway, guess for yourself!

The Halloween feast in the evening quickly dispelled everyone's grief, and when they entered the hall, they were immediately attracted by the halloween decorations.

Twelve giant pumpkins in the vegetable garden behind Hagrid's hut were carved into large lanterns that could even seat two or three students.

A swarm of bats flew up and down the enchanted ceiling, and occasionally circled over the dining table, making the candles in the pumpkin belly flicker.

Before the banquet opened, Dumbledore first invited the famous witch singer Sedina Warbeck to sing a song "Children, hit the Bludgers, throw the Quaffle".

Albert, who was sitting at the table, was dumbfounded. He had no appreciation for the songs of this era. Although he felt that the witch singer's voice had a unique appeal, he couldn't compete with others. people are on the same channel.

When everyone was excited, I was alone in the seat, feeling awkward.

Shanna across the table was in a similar situation to him, and she also sounded bewildered.

Fortunately, the song didn't last long, and in the end, amid the enthusiastic applause of the crowd, the witch singer and his assistants temporarily retired.

"Why aren't you responding, don't you like Cedina Warbeck's tunes?"

"Very contagious music." Albert carefully organized his limited vocabulary. In fact, he wanted to say whether you were crazy just now, but after thinking about it, he swallowed this sentence back in his stomach so as not to be famous. Inundated with unknown objects for fans.

"Yeah, Shanna." He looked at the witch across from him.

"It's wonderful music." Shanna, who also came from the Muggle world, didn't appreciate this style of music. Facing Albert's inquiry, she just smiled reluctantly.

"You don't seem to like Cedina Warbeck's tunes." Angelina's eyes gleamed with guile.

"Well, there's no such thing, I just... I don't often listen to music." Albert replied vaguely after swallowing the sliced ​​beef, "By the way, I thought you were indulging in this wonderful It's in the music, I didn't expect..."

"Cough cough!" Angelina coughed dryly, and hurriedly buried her head to eat, while Alia next to her shook her head indistinctly.

"My whole family is a Warbeck fan, and they like to play her songs at the holidays," Fred said indistinctly, stuffing a drumstick into his mouth.

"Yes." George echoed, "I heard that there is a female ghost in Sedina Warbeck's team. They often perform together. I don't know if I can see that female ghost here."

"Girl ghost?"

The topic quickly piqued everyone's interest.

"Are you sure it's a female ghost?" Albert raised his eyebrows and asked, "A female ghost is a dark creature. It is said that hearing her cry is fatal."

"Cedina Warbeck is the most popular singer in the UK and is said to have graduated from Hogwarts." Lee Jordan said: "However, the rumors of female ghosts are true, my mother likes the song with female ghosts very much. chorus song."

"How do you know." Shanna asked curiously, "Also, her female ghost companion didn't appear here today?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore will definitely not allow female ghosts to appear at Hogwarts, it will scare many timid students." Albert recalled the introduction of female ghosts in "Dark Forces: Self-Defense Guide". The ghost has long black hair that drags to the ground, his face is like a skeleton, and his eyes glow with green light."

"Is that something?"

Suddenly, I don't know who asked.

"What does it look like."

"In the stands..."

Albert looked sideways at the stage, his expression froze immediately, the fried potato in his hand slipped from his hand before it was put into his mouth, and with a ding ding, fell onto the plate together with the fork.

That's right, the thing on the stage is really similar to what Albert just described.

He has black hair mopping the floor, his face is like a skeleton, and his eyes glow with green light. Yes, she is a female ghost.

She opened her mouth wide, and suddenly, strange screams echoed in the auditorium.

At the moment when the screams sounded, the musical accompaniment also followed, and the two voices were subtly mixed together, and Cedina Warbeck, the witch singer of some age, was holding a long golden Microphone, start singing.

In Albert's words, this one is singing with all his life.However, the scream of the female ghost was not as sharp and piercing as the legend, but it was successfully integrated into the soundtrack and became part of the whole song.

However, the most admirable dancer was the dancer who danced with the female ghost. Albert doubted how the other party had overcome the psychological pressure brought by the female ghost.

After the song ended, even Albert couldn't help applauding along with everyone. It wasn't that he understood the song, but that he admired the group of guys on stage for being able to use the accompaniment to cover the screams of the female ghosts, creating such a scene. Wonderful song.

Sedina Warbeck's third song opens at the end of the Halloween party.After everyone learned that the name of the song added "You stole my pot, but you can't get my heart", it attracted a very enthusiastic response, and the applause almost blew the roof off.

"Is this song famous?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"very famous."

"Mum always wanted to go to her live concerts, but tickets were often sold out at the beginning, (the price of tickets for her concerts often skyrocketed on the black market). When 'You stole my pot, but you can't get my heart' was released, fans rushed to the concert desperately, causing the three broomsticks to collide," Fred explained. .

"Oh." Albert just sighed neither lightly nor heavy. Since he doesn't chase stars himself, he takes it lightly in this regard.Of course, Albert was curious about the charm of this song, and hurriedly pricked up his ears and listened carefully:

You thought you were a good wizard, you conquered me with a spell

But guess what, Mr. Wizard, you don't really know me
You think you're smart, but you're actually a liar

……

you stole my pot

and toads in the pond

crystal bottle for memory

……

You stole my pot, but you can't get my heart!

(Her heart!)
After the singing ended, Albert was still confused.

To be honest, the song is really not very good, or this is the style of the magic world, and I can't appreciate it after all.Moreover, since there is no female ghost soundtrack, this song is not even as good as the previous one.At that moment, Albert felt that he could no longer face the aesthetics of the magic world.

Seeing that several people around were applauding vigorously, Albert also pretended to applaud, and there were bursts of shouts coming from his ears. However, this short-lived confusion was quickly quelled by Dumbledore.

Cedina Warbeck left, leaving Hogwarts with her team and the ghost.

The Halloween party ended in regret.Albert followed the surging crowd back to the Gryffindor lounge.

Along the way, he heard a lot of people talking about female ghosts.

"You said, how many people will have nightmares today?" Mark put his arm around Albert's shoulder and asked with a half-smile.

"I don't know. However, I think it's a wonderful and bold idea, isn't it?" Albert didn't care about Mark's jokes, and waved at Mario and the others: "I think when they formed a circus , you can invite Peeves to join."

"What a brilliant idea." Mark blinked and smiled, "By the way, you haven't come to practice for a long time recently."

"Isn't this busy?" Albert was very surprised at the way Mark changed the subject, "I can never finish my homework, and I need to join the Transfiguration Club every week."

"Charlie wants you to take his Seeker position." Mark said directly: "To be honest, there is really no one who can take over this position in Gryffindor."

"Cough, maybe there will be more powerful characters next year or the year after." Albert noticed Mark's expression of "do you believe it yourself?" and said helplessly: "Okay, if it is true It's not suitable... let's talk about it when the time comes."

"You're a good Seeker." Charlie came out of nowhere and patted Albert's shoulder with a smile.

Everyone will be optimistic about Albert. In fact, during a friendly Quidditch match, Albert actually grabbed the Golden Snitch in front of Charlie, which made Charlie think that Albert was very suitable to be his successor.

After all, in a Quidditch game, the Seeker is very important and almost determines the outcome of a game.

"You know, I'm just playing Quidditch just for fun." Albert, who was caught between the two, looked helpless.

"Playing Quidditch doesn't stop you from being a good wizard, and Professor McGonagall was also a good Seeker when she was young. See, she's better than anyone in transfiguration, you're How could her best student not play Quidditch?"

Yes, Albert is Professor McGonagall's favorite protégé, at least some people think so.

Although Albert was very happy to hear what Charlie and the others said, he actually understood why Charlie and the others cared so much about it.

No way, Gryffindor hasn't won a Quidditch title in years.

Albert actually didn't care much about this, because after Charlie graduated, there was Harry Potter, who was the top tank, and Potter would naturally be on top of the Seeker's seat.

Yes, please call him: Harry the Redeemer Potter.

Although in Albert's eyes, he is a scumbag.

"Ah!" Albert sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to cover a yawn, then picked up the pillow next to him and smothered the Weasley brothers who were tap dancing in the dormitory and singing intones.

Merlin's beard, is this the legendary sequela of listening to a concert?
In fact, it's no wonder the two of them are excited, it's a very rare thing to hear Cedina Warbeck's concert at the scene.

"By the way, do we want to go on a night tour?" George suggested.

"Another day, throw the pillow over here." Albert raised his hand and took the pillow thrown by Fred, covered his yawn again, and lay back in the bed. It is easy to feel sleepy after eating.

(End of this chapter)