Hogwarts Reading Days

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 Li Jordan also noticed the changes in the corridor, stopped, and looked towards the source of the low air pressure together with other students.

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 gaze stayed on where he was just standing for a moment, then he suddenly pushed aside the crowd in the corridor, and chased in the direction where the mud ball flew.

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, several people immediately went to take a hot shower. When they changed their clothes and came down, they heard about Filch.

"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.

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

"Is it difficult? By the way, doesn't Albert know this spell?" Li Qiaodan muttered suspiciously. His voice was not loud, but many people heard it, and attracted a lot of suspicious eyes to Albert. .

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 began, Dumbledore first invited the famous witch singer Celestina Warbeck to present a song to everyone, children, hitting back bludgers and throwing quaffles.

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 don't you respond? Don't you like Celestina Warbeck's music?"

"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 Celestina Warbeck's music." Angelina's eyes flickered slyly.

"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 Celestina Warbeck's team, and they often perform together. I wonder 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."

"Cetina Warbeck is the most popular singer in the UK. It is said that she graduated from Hogwarts." Li Jordan said, "However, the rumors about the female ghost are true. My mother likes the song "Singing with the female ghost very much." song."

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

"Principal Dumbledore will definitely not allow female ghosts to appear in Hogwarts, it will scare many timid students." Albert recalled the introduction to female ghosts in Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide, "The female ghost is long He has long black hair that falls to the ground, a face like a skeleton, and green eyes."

"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 the screaming sounded, the musical accompaniment also sounded, and the two voices were cleverly mixed together, and Celestina Warbeck, a witch singer who was already quite old, was holding a very long golden microphone , began to sing forget-me-not.

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.

Celestina Warbeck's third song begins at the end of the Hallowe'en Banquet.After everyone learned the name of the song and you stole my pot, but you can't get my heart, it attracted a very enthusiastic response, and the applause almost knocked the roof off.

"Is this song famous?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"very famous."

"Mom has always wanted to go to her live concert, but the tickets are often sold out at the beginning, and the price of her concert tickets is often multiplied and skyrocketed on the black market. Take my blame, but when you can't get my heart, fans rushed to the concert scene desperately, and it caused 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.

Celestina Warbeck left, leaving Hogwarts with her team and the banshee.

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 Potter, the savior of the world.

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 that the two were excited. It was really rare to hear Celestina Warbeck's concert live.

"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.

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