[HP]Love and Hogwarts

Waiting until Halloween day, it will be different from the Muggle world where the holiday is in full swing. The little wizards probably have seen too many ghosts and ghosts, and are not very keen on dressing up as ghosts to scare people. Only a few Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs dressed up and then enjoyed being teased with words wherever they went.

So when everyone saw Kahn's dress, they couldn't help but be stunned.

"What are you dressing up like? Where's your face?" Malfoy asked in confusion. Don't get me wrong, he is not scolding Kahn, he is just stating the facts.

Kahn used his feet to explore the surroundings and took a step after making sure there was no danger. After hearing his words, he pushed aside his frizzy wig with difficulty and looked in the direction of Malfoy.

"I'm pretending to be a ghost without facial features." She used the transformation technique to change the mask. The poor-quality white plastic mask didn't even have a small hole for seeing the road, and it was as smooth as a mirror. He also wore a black messy wig and a black cloak with several big holes in it. The cloak was ill-fitting and dragged on the ground, and there were suspicious stains of coagulated blood.

Malfoy said disgustedly: "Okay... but how can you see the road like this? Is there some agency inside that can help you?"

"No, actually I was thinking about how to walk to the classroom."

"You'll fall to your death when you get to the first staircase," he mocked. "If you fall face down, you'll really become a ghost with no facial features."

"..." Kahn stood stiffly on the spot. After a moment, he silently took off the mask, dug out two holes and put it back again, not forgetting to make the two extra holes in the mask look like bleeding.

"Now I am the masked person who died innocently and tragically," she said.

"Too bad!" Malfoy said with laughter, and even pulled off her wig when Kahn wasn't paying attention. Her original honey-colored blond hair fell down and slid to her waist.

The wig was suddenly taken off, and it was still a little cold. Kahn couldn't help but put his hands on his head and said, "What are you doing?"

"You have too much hair, and the wig is pushed up. It's too ugly. Did you get a mop from somewhere and put it on your head?" Malfoy said, holding the wig.

"..."

Kahn put down his hand: "I will hate you for three seconds from now on."

"Really?" Malfoy threw the wig back into Kahn's arms and said, "Can we start now? 3, 2, 1, okay, do you forgive me now?"

"Well, I forgive you." Kahn obediently put on the wig again.

The fat monk decided to dress up in the morning. He wanted to try to create a scary atmosphere, but Kahn's height was limited, so the final effect didn't look scary, but rather weird and cute.

Naturally, Kahn wasn't unhappy that the ghosts were willing to waste their time dressing up for her, and she happily complied with their small requests.

On the way to class, Kahn gained a high rate of return, and happened to meet Cedric. She and Cedric met several times since the last time, and now they often sit and read together in the library.

"You're... very special today." He pursed his lips and said, holding back a smile.

"If you want to laugh, I won't blame you." Kahn looked at him with eyes hidden under the mask and said,

"No," he made a fist and coughed, "it's good, very cute."

"Cute? The fat monk will be sad to hear that." Kahn whispered softly, and only she heard the words.

He took the first step because he had other things to do. When he passed by Kahn, he couldn't help but touch her wig lightly, and was glared at by Malfoy next to him.

"Sorry, I really want to try this." He said sheepishly.

"Nothing." Kahn shook his head and said.

After Cedric left, Malfoy immediately asked: "That was Hufflepuff's senior year. When did you meet him?"

Kahn recalled. "It's been more than three weeks, right?"

"I didn't even know! You let him touch your hair." Malfoy said with a frown.

"How could I? What he touched was obviously a wig. Don't you also touch my hair every day?" She said soothingly.

"I'm different." He snorted coldly, "We are the same kind as Slytherin, and he is Hufflepuff's loser."

"Do you want to say that in front of him?"

"..."

Kahn soon saw the most enjoyable scene of Halloween for her. When Snape walked into the classroom and saw her, he looked at her for five seconds before looking away.

"Miss Novia, are you trying to disrupt my class?" Snape said in a deep voice.

"Professor, today is Halloween!" she reminded.

"so?"

"Trick or treat," Kahn threatened, holding out his hands.

"..."

"?" Kahn looked at him innocently.

"You will be punished with one week of confinement." He said coldly.

"…Oh."

Malfoy covered his mouth and snickered beside him. Kahn gave him a resentful look before he calmed down a little.

Harry, who was in the same classroom, tried his best not to look towards Kahn, but Malfoy's laughter could not be blocked and penetrated into his ears, making him feel even more irritable.

Kahn had asked Harry out a few days ago and rejected him, and his reaction at that time was just a disappointed nod.

Although Kahn always felt that his last expression seemed to have misunderstood something.

Harry was sitting in the Potions classroom and couldn't help but think, she told him that she wasn't going to make friends, but she and Malfoy were in and out of the same room every day, didn't they count as friends?

These were Harry's dissatisfaction thoughts alone, and he had never told anyone. But if Kahn knew what he was thinking, he would definitely answer his doubts immediately.

Of course she and Malfoy were not friends, Malfoy would only be friends with purebloods.

As for what Malfoy was thinking, no one knew.

By noon, Kahn returned to the Slytherin lounge alone. At this time, there were only three ghosts in the lounge and one Peeves who didn't dare to approach in the corner. The students hadn't returned yet.

At noon, it was the vampire requested by Bloody Barrow. According to his request, he tied his hair into a low ponytail with a red hairband, his eyes turned red, and he put on the pointed collar cloak and knee-length dress he found, and finally in The pale face is dotted with soul and two long fangs.

Karn opened his mouth and showed his 'vampire teeth' to Bloody Balor."

He stared blankly and said lightly, "It feels like there's something missing."

"what?"

"By the way, you also need to have wings." He said suddenly.

"Like this?" Kahn added two more bat wings.

He glanced at it and then denied it: "No, no, I don't want it anymore. This cloak will be too redundant."

He insisted on keeping the cloak. When his back was turned, Nick complained to Kahn that his aesthetic was too old-fashioned.

"I think it's okay," said the fat monk who poked his head to overhear. Barrow gave him a confused look.

"Okay, now you can go scare people," Barrow ordered to Kahn.

"Copy that." Kahn said with a serious salute.

Nick complained quietly to the fat monk: "I don't think she can scare anyone like this. If she wants to scare people, she should dress up like Bloody Barrow!"

"Although I have always disliked what you said, I agree this time. If I were to meet someone like her when I was in school, not only would I not be afraid, but I would invite her on a date." The fat monk nodded.

Kahn didn't hear the whispers of the ghosts, and he followed Barrow's orders very cooperatively and rushed out of the lounge, ready to scare the unlucky guy who was alone.

Kahn found a way to hang herself upside down on the ceiling of the corridor near the castle courtyard. Whenever someone passed by, she would make a strange scream and fall in front of them. Unfortunately, among the eight people, only Neville who was passing by was killed by the little one. Scared once. ...It seems that everyone's heart has been well trained by all kinds of strange things at Hogwarts, Kahn thought lonely while hanging on the ceiling.

After finally waiting for someone, Kahn flew over his head and landed safely in front of him, spreading his arms in an attempt to make his body look bigger.

"I will drink all your blood!" Kahn said fiercely with his pale face.

"..." Harry paused and couldn't help but glance at Ron beside him. He was relieved when he saw Ron's expression of not knowing what to do.

"Sorry Karn, but we've already been scared by a vampire once today, so..." Harry said apologetically.

Ron added: "So, compared to that, you're not scary at all."

"...Well, I won't be upset about this kind of thing."

Seeing Kahn's particularly 'lonely' expression for a moment, Harry and Ron were both at a loss. "Then how should we react to make you feel better?" Ron asked.

"You should act a little more frightened." Kahn looked at the eye contact between Harry and Ron and said calmly.

After Harry and Ron showed their expressions of being frightened by Kahn with superb acting skills, she suddenly felt a surge of pride in her heart.

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a vampire pretending to be a vampire," she comforted them.

"...I see, you really scared me, please don't do that next time." Harry said understandingly.

Ron said jokingly: "If you still have some conscience, please consider the fragile heart of your classmate. He almost ran away from home today!"

"I'm sorry, please don't let it go." Kahn said guiltily, "I will make it up to you."

"Really?!" Ron's eyes lit up.

"Hmm." She nodded.

Harry looked at him and then at Kahn in disbelief, his eyes filled with the words 'This is okay'.

After bidding farewell to the Savior and Ron who were in a daze for some reason, Kahn left here with satisfaction and went to the courtyard to enjoy the breeze. The weather has gradually become colder recently, and Kahn couldn't help but retract his arms into his cloak to hug him, and sat on an unoccupied stone chair in the corner to rest.

When Kahn was thinking about whether to go to the kitchen or the auditorium for dinner, a hand was put on her shoulder, "Oh, a lonely little vampire." A sweet and sinister voice suddenly sounded from her ears.