Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 214 The Halloween Banquet

"Hmm... this is the taste of food!"

Ron bit off more than half of a huge steak in one bite, the juice was overflowing, on the tip of his tongue, he slowly felt the fresh and tender taste in his mouth...he was in tears.

——I didn’t expect how many people would still make it to the dinner party.

Now, McGuffin and the others have slipped to the Gryffindor table and started feasting, hoping to use the delicacies placed on the gold plate to eliminate the scenes of lowering SM values ​​​​that they saw in the underground classroom.

Hermione sipped a drink that was a bit similar to some kind of dairy product, her face flushed slightly as she drank it.

She is really envious of Ron's thick lines now, after all, she looked like she was going to spit out on the spot just now, and now she can gobble it up.

--boom! ——Rumble!

Outside the castle was pouring rain, lightning and thunder.

The magic ceiling in the hall reflected the weather conditions outside as usual—a flash of white light clicked, followed by a loud rumble.

But it's just the right amount of spookiness for a Halloween party.

However, it is difficult to prevent the cheerful and enthusiastic atmosphere in the hall.

The firelight in the giant pumpkin lantern illuminated hundreds of little wizards and professors in the hall. People sat at the long table below to chat with each other, watch programs, and taste delicacies.

Unlike last semester's Halloween banquet...the scary and funny monster masks hung on the walls, thousands of bats, and decorations formed by dark clouds formed a scary and novel Halloween atmosphere. This Halloween banquet focuses on a more cheerful and playful style.

Like... those giant pumpkins that Hagrid had raised under the ceiling were hollowed out and floated above the little wizard's head.

— even the smallest can squat three grown men.

Flames of various colors are burning inside, leaking from the eye sockets of the carved pumpkin monster.

The flames lit up in the pumpkin belly floating on the Gryffindor table are naturally red, while Slytherin is green, Ravenclaw blue, Hufflepuff yellow...these are the iconic colors of the four colleges.

Other smaller jack-o-lanterns float on both sides, in the middle or above, and float up and down, left and right, driving the flames inside to sway and flicker.

And the biggest pumpkin among the twelve jack-o-lanterns occupied the original position of the rostrum, that is, above the position where Dumbledore's professors sat at the usual banquet.

It was almost the size of a small house, filling almost the entire upper part of the hall.

This gigantic pumpkin has been cleverly carved into a platform.

On that platform, which is the space in the pumpkin belly, there are dance performances.

The most famous dance troupe in the European magical world - the Skeleton Dance Troupe is performing to add to the fun of the banquet.

At the eye socket of the pumpkin lantern, there are two smaller platforms. On the left are three petite female singers, and on the right is an elf band about the size of an arm with translucent wings.

Two small ones, one big, and three platforms cleverly form the eye sockets and mouth of this giant jack-o-lantern.

It seems that Professor McGonagall has also cast a transformation spell on this pumpkin. Whenever the dance troupe or band finishes performing a show, those eye sockets and mouths will automatically close tightly and let them have an intermission.

At this time, a goblin dressed in bandages and mummy will appear on the head of the giant pumpkin lantern.

He casts spells to amplify his voice, presides over parties, ... and often cracks a bad joke.

Dumbledore was so amused that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

The other students (including the professors) weren't amused at all, though.

(Professors sat in front of the long tables of the four colleges. The long table on the rostrum had been moved here, and all the professors sat here to watch the performance with the students)
While McGuffin was eating a potato slice, he suddenly felt Ron next to him tugging on his robe...

Turning his head to look, the guy who almost stuffed his head into delicious food was looking out of the window with his eyes wide open in horror.

And it seemed that everyone couldn't care less about admiring the strange and magical dance of the Skeleton Dance Troupe. They saw a scene where even more demons danced wildly.

On the windows on both sides of the hall - a thick black shadow slowly creeps and spreads, squeezing the glass tightly, pushing it out of cracks bit by bit.

— Basilisk!
At this moment, the first thought popped into McGuffin's mind.

Is it so aboveboard?
Has Voldemort been fully resurrected?Why didn't I hear a little wind.

Is he going to come directly and wipe out all Hogwarts?

McGuffin looked hurriedly at Malfoy - he also looked terrified and panicked.

— It seems not!
—Boom!

A white light flashed above the window, and then thunder rolled.

McGuffin, and the rest of the group saw something... not a basilisk... but vines that looked a little familiar.

McGuffin and Professor Sprout's complexion immediately changed drastically. She even stood up directly, rushed to the window, and took out her wand to observe carefully.

Boom!

Another bolt of lightning.

This time the situation was even worse. There were even dense, devil vine-like plants appearing on the magic ceiling. It seemed that this kind of vines had completely taken advantage of the darkness to engulf the hall...or worse, it is very likely that the entire Hogwarts castle was entangled.

Moreover, some kind of gourd-shaped flowers rapidly grew on the vines of different thicknesses. (In just a few minutes, in front of everyone's eyes)
There are all kinds of colors, and they all glow slightly in the dark.

——Unknown and terrifying plants are constantly entwining the entire hall, and the strange buds are bright and shiny, and they are slowly blooming little by little.

A certain little witch started screaming first, and the restaurant was in chaos, and the singing and music on the pumpkin stage above stopped.

Professor Dumbledore had to make a cacophony of piercing pyrotechnic explosions from the tip of his wand before everyone fell silent.

"Sounds loud!"

"Prefect," his voice was low and echoed throughout the hall, "immediately count all the people and lead all the little wizards from your academy to the dormitory."

As they said that, almost all the professors stared at the Gryffindor table, especially Harry and McGuffin.

——Last semester, they didn't hold a full Halloween banquet. I didn't expect... and last time, Harry McGuffin and the others slipped away halfway, playing a hero.

Percy also thought of this layer, and he walked up to McGuffin and the others, staring at them and shouting loudly.

"Come with me! Don't get lost, the first-year students are at the front, look after all the people in your own dormitory... Are there any shortages... all grades..."

"Listen to me, I'm the prefect...Let the first grade pass first!...Is there anyone here..."

All the Hogwarts students lined up, trying to stay away from the huge cracked glass on both sides, and left the hall quickly.

Those dance troupes that were invited over, the band has come to the ground from the jack-o-lanterns.

The goblin host who hosted the show before had changed into a suit and leather shoes at some point, and was arguing with Professor McGonagall angrily.

The other professors were waving their wands to strengthen the glass on both sides, preventing this thing from breaking in.

"What the hell is that!" When they walked to the door, Ron asked with his head turned and staring at the window.

--vomit!

What does it taste like?

Suddenly, a stench came from all directions, mixed with the smell of food, that kind of situation... It was tormenting the nose and ravaging the brain.

MD!
——This smell is even more outrageous than 'toilet instant noodles'!

"This feeling, this feel? Why is it a little familiar, a little high?" Harry suddenly screamed, pinching his nose tightly.

Of course it wasn't just Harry, it was everyone.

A rotten smell,...like the smell of rotten food at Nick's ghost party...and also like the smell of the last 'Hogwarts Cataclysm'...

The 'aroma' molecules of the 'gods shun' smell caused by the mutation caused by the juice of the rafflesia flower during its breeding period.

Almost all the young wizards and professors still remembered this smell, and they immediately turned their attention to the biggest suspect, 'Ron' and his group.

Seeing that Percy also stopped and stared at him suspiciously and strangely, how could Ron still not know what people were thinking.

"No, it's not me..." He waved his hands vigorously, defending repeatedly.

"I just remembered, MacGuffin! I remember it wasn't the male Rafflesia...?..." said Hermione.

Before she could finish speaking, in front of the window glass, Dumbledore, Professor Sprout, and Snape seemed to have discussed something, and turned to the direction of the student team, shouting loudly.

"McGuffin, McGuffin Albert, come here!" Professor Sprout's voice sounded.

McGuffin's face was extremely ugly, and he remembered the memories buried in his heart... the last time he was punished for confinement to help Professor Sprout, the black shadow and lonely footprints that appeared for no reason,... and the rafflesia juice that disappeared.

Gan!
With great reluctance, McGuffin moved away from the team of little wizards and walked towards the professors.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked hastily.

"What about a MacGuffin?"

"Those don't look like the male Rafflesia flowers in the third greenhouse?" At this time, others also responded.

Hermione looked towards the window.

A few seconds later, another flash of lightning illuminated the darkness again.

Take a clear picture of all the outlines of the vine.

——It is indeed a bit like it.

After seeing the McGuffin being called out, the traditional Hogwarts performances started again, and the little wizards whispered excitedly and talked a lot.

McGuffin lowered his head to avoid all curious eyes looking at him, and came to Dumbledore.

And passed Professor McGonagall and the distraught goblin.

"I'm going to complain to the European Council of Magic...you actually treat a well-known orchestra with a long history and heritage that tours the entire world in such a way..."

"You must arrange for the professor to get us out of here safely..."

"Where are the Dumbledores? He personally wrote a letter to invite us to perform here..."

"This violates the agreement we signed with Hogwarts!...I will write these things to [Daily Prophet]..."

He chattered on and on, pointing at the frightened little elves over there. What he said inside and outside the words actually meant the same thing—losing money.

"Professor Dumbledore, there are still important things to do...he must solve this incident first..." Professor McGonagall pursed his lips, his face very displeased.

She pinched her brows with her hands, and dealt with the money-hungry elf in front of her impatiently.

"Oh! Albert, are you here?"

Dumbledore and the others stopped their discussion, and he turned his probing eyes to the little wizard in front of him.

"McGuffin, I just heard from Professor Sprout that a bottle of Rafflesia juice was lost when you were transporting it not long ago! Didn't you notice anything strange at that time?"

McGuffin thought about it and decided that he couldn't make the mistake of last term.

So I told about the black shadow I saw. Of course, there was no way to explain why I didn't tell about the footprints, so I didn't tell.

——These should arouse their vigilance!
"I think I must have misunderstood it...so I didn't say it at the time...Professor, you are specifically asking now that something like this happened, so I remembered it..."

"How, is this useful? Who did all of this..." McGuffin asked hastily.

"Don't worry! Albert..." Snape said, his lips twisted into a sneer, and he didn't hide his doubts. "Just now I found out that you and Harry just came in from outside...Why didn't you go to the Halloween party?...What were you doing just now!"

McGuffin explained that they went to Nick's ghost party, "and there were hundreds of ghosts...they could all prove that we were there."

"How funny! Are ghost parties that fun? You're going to leave the Halloween party for..."

When Snape wanted to say something, he was coughed again and again by a pungent and rotten smell, and couldn't speak.

McGuffin saw that when the Rafflesia vines found that they could not break the glass, they slowly retracted the vines, and the scene he had seen last time reappeared.

The male Rafflesia flower, which has been magnified several times, continues to expand outside the glass, like an inflated balloon...

and many more!

McGuffin reacted immediately,
If this is the flower of a male Rafflesia flower, although I don’t know what happened, I can infer from common sense that the flower I didn’t make a mistake should be a female Rafflesia flower, and...

I am special!
McGuffin immediately put the [Bubble Curse] on his head at dozens of times the speed of a single hand.

"What are you doing!" A bit of surprise flashed across Snape's skinny face,... Even a madman like McGuffin would not do such a disrespectful thing to a professor.

In his impression, this little wizard was cunning and despicable, and he would never do things that were not good for him.

Snape raised his head, this time he found that almost all the professors in front of him were ready, only Lockhart with a smirk on his face and himself froze in place.

Didn't wait for him to react.

--boom!puff!

The giant Rafflesia flowers of different sizes and colors burst open one after another.

The sudden burst of impact caused the glass to click, and then——snap, it shattered to the ground.

The white (pollen) smoke instantly completely covered the other unbroken glass, and the others flowed rapidly into the hall through the large cracked hole.

Then it didn't take long before collecting Rafflesia juice in the third greenhouse, all the pollen began to flow back, be absorbed, and there was no trace, and then there was a wave of 'old friend' smell rolling in,
And this time it was worse than last time, McGuffin could clearly see with the naked eye as the smell spread... Those delicious dishes on the golden plate, in just a few seconds, turned into the food at Nick's ghost party.

Moldy, smelly, rotten and degenerate, just short of giving birth to maggots and crawling around.

McGuffin quickly put another two layers of [Bubble Head Curse] on his head, and without thinking about it, he knew that his image was almost like a real-life big-headed doll.

Snape's face was livid, and before he passed out, he sniffed a certain potion for himself, which made him recover.

Also got 【Bubble Head Curse】.

And Lockhart passed out again. (His beautiful wizard robes of gold and silver even curled in the air from the violent movement of his fainting)
The professors had the experience of last time, and found a suitable spell this time.

They waved their magic wands in mid-air to create slowly rotating vortexes with faint fluorescent colors, slowly smelling those scents (I don't know what happened, it seems to appear greenish-yellow, and they are constantly inhaled by them.)
However, fortunately, all the little wizards seem to have left now, otherwise it would be a mess again.

Without saying anything, Dumbledore brought a few people (including McGuffin) outside, stood on the castle lawn, and looked in the direction of the third greenhouse.

In the dark, the rain poured down, and the lightning flashed from time to time.

But they didn't even care that they were drowned.

A gigantic flower bud that almost occupied and shattered the entire third greenhouse rose into the sky... It seemed that it was still growing and developing.

The dark shadow looming over the sky and covering the sun looms...

—Wonimafak!

What is this!
Ultraman and Godzilla?

(End of this chapter)