All things are three at Hogwarts

The goblets overflowed with drinks of various colors. Edward swallowed a piece of coconut cake and drank the brown drink in front of him in one gulp. Suddenly he burst into a high-pitched cackle. Seeing his surprised expression, Allen couldn't help but laugh too.

Edward was not the only little wizard who fell into the trap. From time to time, such laughter could be heard from all corners of the auditorium.

"This is clucking juice. Drinking it will make you giggle like this." Professor Lockhart, wearing a moon-white robe decorated with golden stars, came over with glasses of red juice and looked at Edward with interest. "I once drank a grog liquor, and the effect was even more exaggerated than his."

"It's exaggerated enough." Allen felt that he couldn't imagine what a more powerful effect would be.

"Your juice looks normal. I think it may be sweet pomegranate juice." Professor Lockhart guessed at the drink in front of Alan, showing a curious expression.

Allen looked at Edward's expectant expression, picked up the drink in front of him, and took a big sip. The cold liquid flowed into his throat. It was obviously the color of fire, but Allen felt as if his internal organs were frozen for a moment. The only thing you can feel is the fragrant and sweet taste left in your mouth.

Edward watched as Ellen burst into laughter, which then turned into a high-pitched giggle. Professor Lockhart laughed so hard that he drank the drink in his glass and walked to other long tables. White steam came out of his ears.

Seeing their expressions, Allen knew something must have happened to him. "Mirror magic!" An oval mirror appeared in front of Allen. A familiar, red face appeared in the mirror, and even Allen's hair turned a bright red.

"Well, retribution comes so quickly! But it's much better than the green cloud that Professor Gilderoy Lockhart had before. The red color is at least festive to me." Allen was in a good mood and was very impressed. Gotta open.

The banquet was over, and the Ravenclaws, who were full of wine and food, chatted happily and prepared to go back to the dormitory to dress up. After all, there are more interesting activities waiting for them!

Following the bustling crowd on the stairs, suddenly, the lively and chattering sounds disappeared, and the classmates in front stopped.

Squeezing forward, Allen saw a terrifying scene. Between the two windows, on the wall a foot high from the ground, there were some writings scrawled on it, glimmering under the light of the burning torch.

The secret room has been opened. Those who are enemies of the heir should be alert.

Under the sign, Mrs. Norris, Administrator Filch's beloved cat, had her tail hanging on the torch stand, her body as stiff as a board, and her eyes wide open, staring.

There was a puddle of water in the corridor. Harry, Ron and Hermione stood alone in the middle of the corridor, and all the little wizards present fell silent. Only Allen knew what was going on.

In the silence, someone spoke loudly. Those who are enemies of the heir, beware! You're next, Mudbloods! "

It's Draco Malfoy. He had already pushed his way to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes became vivid, and his usually bloodless face turned red. He looked at the still and stiff cat hanging there with a sinister smile on his face.

Filch's arrival made the situation even more embarrassing. The angry Filch identified Harry and the others as the culprits, and roared at Harry and the others with a heart-breaking roar.

Professor Dumbledore and other teachers rushed to the scene, took control of the situation and evacuated the students. They took the three Harrys to Professor Lockhart's office for questioning.

The conversation among the Ravenclaws suddenly shifted from the masquerade to the Chamber of Secrets and the heir.

"Is Mrs. Norris dead? Could it be Harry and the others?" Edward asked Allen after talking about Mrs. Norris's tragic situation.

"Of course not, Mrs. Norris was just petrified. This requires very advanced black magic, and Harry and the others will never be able to do it." Alan replied calmly.

"Great! Although Madam Norris is the most annoying cat I have ever seen, I still hope she lives. As long as she lives, Madam Pomfrey will definitely cure her." Edward was happy for Filch.

"Of course it will be cured. Professor Sprout's mandrake is very suitable for the problem. Once they grow up and mature, with Professor Snape's ability, he will naturally successfully prepare a potion to relieve Mrs. Norris from being petrified. state." Allen said firmly, which made Edward and the surrounding Ravenclaws who were listening attentively calm down quickly.

Although such an unpleasant incident occurred at Hogwarts, it could not stop the Ravenclaws from their determination to hold a masquerade party.

When Allen combed his hair back, changed his clothes, and dressed as a fanged vampire, he arrived at the Ravenclaw common room. He found that the appearance of the common room had completely changed, making Allen almost unrecognizable.

The huge bookshelves are hidden, and wide and comfortable sofas are placed against the walls for the little wizards to rest. The delicacies that had just appeared in the auditorium appeared on the long table again. Although they were not stacked beautifully, they were still very tempting and were available for everyone to take. The upperclassmen even got some butterbeer to keep them entertained.

In addition to the vampires dressed up by Allen, there are also images such as green-faced witches, the Grim Reaper, superheroes from Muggle comics, pirates with skeleton monkeys, and Pixie fairies. The most eye-catching one is the prefect Penello. She is wearing a black tights and cat ear hair accessories. She is very charming and beautiful dressed up as a "Cat Lady".

Allen suddenly realized that no wonder she had been walking the catwalk in the auditorium before!

It was another carnival, with dancing and games played. The greedy little wizard seemed to be unable to get enough, holding his round belly while stuffing delicious food into his mouth.

What brought the atmosphere to a climax was the arrival of Professor Flitwick. He dressed up as a little devil with little red horns and appeared at the dance in a flying pumpkin carriage. The pumpkin cart was suspended in the air, and Professor Flitwick scattered candies around, causing the little wizards to cheer. Come to think of it, in the eyes of the children, although the professor dressed up as a little devil, he was more like a little angel!