Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 213 Headless Hunters

“It was spectacular!”

--call! --call!

McGuffin started again and again, and he 'wiped hands' with a chained, ragged male ghost.

—It's so cold!
The exhaled white mist kept floating upwards, attracting the curious attention of the surrounding ghosts.

In particular, a group of sullen, nun-like ghosts paid attention.

They have no eyes, and there is a black hole in the eye socket, and silver blood tears slowly flow out of it.

This made the McGuffins very nervous, they slowly turned their heads slowly, trying to leave here slowly without attracting people's attention.

Nick nodded along beside them, apparently very pleased with McGuffin's words just now, "I knew you would like it... You are the first living people to participate in the ghost banquet at Hogwarts in decades, and you will be very welcome!...Enjoy it! Little wizards...God! I said that Barrow the Bloody Man will come..."

"Little wizards, I'm going to greet you first, you go shopping by yourself!"

Just two steps away, he hastily stepped back and added to Harry, "Harry, my request...you haven't forgotten it!"

"Headless Hunters..." said Harry.

"Yeah - tell Patrick from Headless Hunters that I'm scary, remember Harry..."

Nick straightened his clothes, and hurriedly floated in front of the bloody Baron—there was no 'spirit' there, and other ghosts were avoiding it.

After he passed by, he gave a low greeting in embarrassment, and exchanged greetings with Barrow talking to himself.

The bloody Barrow stared blankly through Nick's body, staring at Ms. Gray in the distant stands with a sad face, and ignored him at all.

Ron swallowed his saliva, looking at the skinny ghostly body of Barrow the Bloody Man, the wizard robes stained with silver blood, and the 'temperament of an old serial killer'.

He said carefully and softly.

"It seems that my estimate is correct, the bloody Barrow is the scariest even among all the ghosts..."

"That's right, he is also the only ghost that can restrain Peeves..." A joyful voice suddenly sounded from behind them. They were startled, and took a few steps back, but they stepped back into a ghost with one leg, one eye, and dressed like a pirate from the last century.

The ghost glared at the men, then forced its way through them and left.

——It's heart-cooling!
McGuffin and Harry kept chattering their teeth, rubbed their arms vigorously, and turned their heads to look back in annoyance.

They find Hufflepuff's ghost - Fat Friar greeting them from behind.

This ghost has a lively and cheerful personality, and is very willing to help the little wizard. Almost all the freshmen have been helped by this ghost.

"Oh! Did I scare you! I'm so sorry..."

After exchanging pleasantries, he drifted over to chat with a ghost with an arrow stuck in his forehead.

The temperature here is like the twelfth lunar month in winter, and the clothes on their bodies are really not thick, and they are not prepared.

All the people could only move slowly along the edge carefully, moving their bodies and maintaining their body temperature.

As the sound of friction like saw blades became louder and harsher, the magic lights that were originally lit on the surrounding walls gradually extinguished one by one, and the candles on the chandeliers on the ceiling continued to ignite blue flames like the corridor outside, emitting a faint blue light.

Floating densely in the sky, it seems that there are more than 1000 of them.

All ghosts descend into the field.They began to 'dance' in the air.

Just like music, these dances can also be said to be beyond the aesthetics of ordinary people, it can be said to be a group of demons dancing wildly.

All the ghosts were laughing wildly, swaying, passing each other's heads and bodies, and even... McGuffin saw several ghosts connecting their heads to their buttocks to form a [Human Centipede] ghosts mixed together like a train, passing by several people.

Howling with a sharp cry.

——The most absurd and terrifying nightmare is nothing more than this!
In this dance, at the end, all the 'people' gathered into a translucent meat ball, with their heads, arms, and thighs... constantly shaking.

Nick's head was swaying constantly on top of the monster, only a little rubber band was hanging...

The freckles on Ron's pale face seemed to have disappeared.

For the little wizard, it was a wild dance of demons.

McGuffin finally understood why they were the only ones who came to the ghost party.

Who would come here as a normal person!
——Looking at the SM value can drop negative numbers.

Of course, there are ghosts who did not participate, such as Ms. Gray, she shook her head and sat on the chandelier, looking at everything below,...and the blood ghost was looking at Gray obsessively below...Although Peeves has been chasing after the meat ball, he also wants to participate, but unfortunately no one wants to play with it, (this makes him very angry, his eyes are rolling around... looking for a target to play pranks)
By the way, there's a ghost that wasn't involved either...

"Oh! No, it's Moaning Myrtle..." Hermione stopped, and they hurried back the same way, only Ron was still puzzled.

Soon he knew why McGuffin and Hermione turned pale with fright.

Peeves laughed sharply, took something and threw a tantrum, hitting the crying Myrtle for fun.

Running all the way, chasing all the way, running all over the place, making the whole banquet a mess, the headless Nick tried hard to restore order.

But the original indescribable thing still scattered all at once.

All the ghosts gathered into small groups and watched a farce.

The Weeping Gold Digger is a short, plump girl with a gloomy face, her head bowed and her chest covered, her face is full of acne, her thick long hair and thick-bottomed glasses almost completely cover her entire face.

Just like her nickname, this young female ghost is always crying.

Even more so under Peeves' giggling bullying.

He tossed the moldy peanuts, making Myrtle burst into tears.

Although the MacGuffins can't say they like Myrtle, they also think that Peeves is too much.

--Pooh!

"Where did he get the food?..." Ron accidentally threw peanuts into his mouth and spit them out quickly.

Afterwards, several people found that there was food on the long table covered with black velvet at the far edge of the other end of the basement.

"Ha, food!"

"Ron, slow down... there's no way here..."

Ron stepped forward impatiently, before McGuffin had time to stop him.

Then Ron backed away at twice the speed.

Moreover, the smell brought over by him was a bit unusually familiar to several people - a rotten smell.

On the long table, there are cheeses with green hairs, minced meat with maggots constantly wriggling, sour soup with a strong taste... mice and insects are constantly shuttling on it, flyers.

And there is Nick's memorial cake.

The few people watching were stunned and hurriedly backed away.

Ron was blue in the face, and he didn't say anything about the food in the canteen above.

—looks like he's going to throw up.

From time to time, ghosts opened their mouths wide and passed through the strong-smelling and stinky 'food', chewing hard...pretending to be eating;

Some put their bodies through the food, some floated in the air, fanned the smell, and kept sniffing;

A ghost with a sad face immersed its entire head in the rotten meat of maggots...

--vomit!

"This is disgusting!" Hermione bent down, covered her mouth and turned her head, not daring to look any further.

"I'm going to throw up! Harry, let's get out of here!..." Ron urged, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Wait a minute, I'll finish Sir Nick's business and confirm in front of the Headless Hunters that he is indeed a frightening ghost... Let's go right away..." Harry's face was also not much better.

Peeves, perhaps bored of teasing Myrtle, noticed the unusual guests of the MacGuffins.

So the smoke drifted over.

He is different from other ghosts, this troublemaker is an elf created by the entire Hogwarts school.

Therefore, he is different from the pearly white, translucent color of other ghosts. He can often see bright and unusual colors on his body. For example, now... Peeves is wearing a bright orange party hat that can be said to be glowing.

Seeing Hermione's disgusted face, he affectionately handed a piece of rotten, extremely smelly kipper to his face.

"Want to have some? The most popular... food here!"

--vomit!

The three vomited again and again, but McGuffin waved his hand and said firmly, "No, thank you!"

Peeves stared at the McGuffin's eyeballs, flickering around, and he knew at a glance that some bad idea was about to come up.

Before this guy could continue to make trouble, McGuffin said directly, "I heard Nick talking about you with the bloody Barrow?...This is really impolite..."

"Master Barrow, you're talking about me..." Peeves excitedly circled in the air, and immediately realized something was wrong, "What kind of bad-mouthing is that naughty Nick talking about poor Peeves with Lord Barrow..."

"It's very likely that's the case, Peeves, hurry up and take a look! Don't let the thoughtless Nick affect the cute impression of little Peeves in Lord Barrow's eyes..."

Peeves nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right!"

"But, do you think Master Peeves is so easy to deceive?"

Peeves yelled, and threw the moldy peanuts, pickled fish, and rotten meat with maggots to McGuffin and the others.

Then hurried to where Baro and Nick were.

Fortunately, even if McGuffin casts the [Levitation Curse] without a wand, these things float in mid-air not far away, and then are thrown to the ground far away.

Several people then saw Peeves fighting with Nick there.

In short, after a while, Nick rushed over angrily, but Peeves was also chased away by the bloody Barrow with a dejected look on his face.

"Damn Peeves... we should kick him out of Hogwarts."

"...ah! It's time for me to talk! I hope you're having fun!" Nick said.

He hurriedly lowered to the ground, straightened his clothes, and strode towards the stands. A blue light shot out from nowhere and shone on him.

——As Nick raised his hand to signal.

——呵!hereby!

The ear-piercing scream, sawing again, McGuffin and the others quickly blocked their ears.

"Ahem, hello..."

"Attention, I'm starting to talk!"

I don't know what's going on, but he just made an amplified speech like a stereo.

"Ghosts of various countries from afar, gentlemen and ladies, ... welcome, this is Sir Nick ... and mine ..."

Long and watery, Rory's babbled speech kept coming out of Nick's mouth.

Although the tone of voice is ambiguous, and it can even be said to be full of emotion, Nick even inserted some small jokes during the period to attract the attention of the audience.

Can……

On Brainless Nick's account of his 35th birthday...

Ron couldn't take it anymore, "Is Nick going to tell everything about him in 500 years?"

This is no one's misgivings, and the bleary-eyed, tottering ghosts seem to think so too.

Finally, the band stopped playing, and a hunting horn sounded.

Every ghost in the classroom showed excited smiles on their faces, and they kept looking around.

Nick's face fell down immediately, and at the same time, with some anxiety, he kept looking at the position of Harry the Bloody Barrow.

He hurriedly ended his speech and stepped off the stage.

When Nick came to Harry.

Suddenly, the entire basement classroom... suddenly twelve ghost horses ran out in all directions (also translucent, but the entire skeleton inside the body can be seen, which has the feeling of a skeleton war horse).

Each horse has a headless ghost.

——This is the headless hunter team that Nick said!
Harry understood it all at once.

The heads of those ghosts were tightly clamped by the hunters' bodies, or held in their hands.

From time to time, it is thrown high, and the head is said in mid-air to cheer.

That caused all the ghosts of the gala to start applauding enthusiastically.

—Nick looked very ugly.

Twelve ghost horses circled the field, tossing and catching each hunter's head.

At last the horse stopped abruptly, raised its front legs high, and then fell heavily, so that all twelve horses hit the ground almost at the same time.

This caused the crowd to applaud more and more, and there were many discussions.

The hunters jumped off their horses, tossed their heads aloft, and walked up to Nick...the heads just dropped and raced to the neck.

One of the leaders, a big man with a beard and a ghost dressed like a bandit leader...his head was turned upside down. (everyone laughs as he pulls it up and holds it up again).

This ghost — after twisting its head hard, walked up to Nick and shouted loudly, "Nick, are you okay? Is your head still there?"

With a stiff attitude, Nick reached out and introduced Harry and the others to the headless ghost, looking like he wanted to win the game, "Welcome, Patrick... This is Harry, and his friends..."

"This is..." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again.

"Live!" Patrick pretended to be taken aback, but actually managed to drop his head off again to attract the attention of others.

Seeing Nick's meaningful gaze, Harry stammered, hastily and confusedly said, "Nick he's...very-scary, I...I think he's..."

There was another wild laugh, and Patrick Potmore tapped Harry's shoulder 'lightly' with his hand (Harry shivered).

"Nick, you didn't teach this! I knew you would say this a long time ago. Didn't I tell you that you don't meet our requirements... If we add you to the Headless Hunters... we won't be able to do tricks like horseback tricks and head balls..."

Hearing this, the Headless Hunters behind raised their heads and burst into laughter.

Headless Sir Nick nearly broke his teeth.

"There is also the bloody Barrow here... Let me introduce you..." Nick had no choice but to try the last method.

When Nick introduces the Bloody Barrow to Patrick.

The few little wizards of them finally couldn't take it anymore.

"I can't stay any longer..." Ron was cold and hungry, and he didn't think he could stay any longer.

"Okay! Let's go, the banquet in the hall is probably not over yet. If we go early, or if we are lucky... we can also see the skeleton band invited by Professor Dumbledore..."

Hermione agreed again and again.

Several people moved carefully towards the door together, pretending to be walking as usual, and faced the ghosts with smiles on their faces.

Soon, they came to the corridor outside through the exit and set out for the hall.

"It should be halfway through the banquet... It seems that it's still time..." Ron hurriedly took the lead and set off towards the hall.

McGuffin carefully pricked up his ears to see if he could find the basilisk through the Parseltongue talent brought by [Blood Curse].

He remembered that it was here that Harry heard the voice and found the petrified Mrs. Norris.

If nothing really happened, it means that the plot in the original book... somehow really changed.

-Lucius Malfoy may not really have sent that Tom Riddle notebook (Horcrux) to Hogwarts.

It seems that for the [Blood Curse] lifting materials, the blood and venom of the basilisk (the source blood and venom of the snake spirit), he must find a way to go to the underground chamber alone and face the basilisk.

——But McGuffin didn't know how to explain to that old bee Dumbledore how he discovered the Chamber of Secrets...or why he was interested in the Chamber of Secrets and looked for it specially!
Before thinking too much, a burst of tempting food aroma completely disrupted McGuffin's thoughts.

They have come to the front of the hall.

The noise came from inside.

(End of this chapter)