[HP]Love and Hogwarts

Of course, Kahn had no reason to refuse Nick's invitation. How many living people have seen or participated in a gathering of ghosts?

At least she hasn't seen it.

And after Malfoy knew that she was going to hang out with ghosts on Halloween this year (that's what he said), it was rare that he didn't have the mouth and body to make the opposite decision. He wanted to stop her with a very unhappy expression, but Kahn wanted to persuade her. Can anyone be persuaded? After some twists and turns, he spoke with a dry mouth, but Kahn, as if on purpose, clapped his hands energetically and said: "Then let's go, you come with me, I will help you and... Nick said it."

"No! I'm not going!" he shouted, raising his voice. "You can't go either."

"But Halloween is so exciting when ghosts are together!" Kahn was a little surprised by his resistance, because usually he would only put such unabashed dislike towards Harry and Gryffindor, but she It’s not that you can’t understand it. After all, there are always things that you like but that others can’t accept or don’t want to accept.

"...Compared to being with ghosts, don't you want to be with me?" He didn't know how to refute her words for a moment, so he could only say this.

"I think so." Kahn nodded obediently and said, "So you go with me. If you go, I can give you the Halloween costume I prepared." She thought she had made a very good condition.

"" Malfoy felt comfortable that she didn't hesitate to express her thoughts, but he couldn't help but want to say something about what she said next, such as: I don't wear those ridiculous things - he saw Kahn in the public rest room with his own eyes. Although I don’t know what the final product of this year’s clothing will be, it is definitely not something that normal people would wear.

But in the end, he still didn't say these words, and he couldn't persuade her. Malfoy could only do the next best thing and made an agreement with her. She would go to Nick's party in advance, stay there for a short time, and then leave. Go back to the Great Hall to be with him, and if you're late, give Goyle and Crabbe the share of Halloween candy he prepared for her.

"You reminded me, I almost got so excited about going to the ghost party that I forgot to ask for candy." Kahn said suddenly.

Time flies by, and it jumps to the end of October in the blink of an eye. It’s so fast that you don’t realize until you open the window early in the morning and shrink your neck from the cold air: Ah - it’s already that time!

The auditorium was still the same as last year. When the little wizards woke up and arrived, it had a completely new look. The ceiling was decorated with live bats, and the huge pumpkins planted by Hagrid were carved into lanterns, big enough to accommodate them. Three people were sitting inside. Rumors circulated that Dumbledore had hired a skeleton dance troupe to entertain everyone.

Karn and Malfoy sighed at how fun and candlelit the Halloween party was. However, she didn't stay here long. She almost glanced at these dazzling scenery, and then turned around and rushed to Nick's party. As she walked, she waved to Malfoy and shouted : "Draco, come anytime you want, I've already told Nick."

"You hurry up and leave." Malfoy urged, completely opposite to his attitude when he stopped her before. After saying that, he couldn't help but look at her again, and covered his face with a sigh. After waiting for a few breaths, he finally couldn't hold it in anymore. First, He shrugged, his body trembled, and finally gave up resistance, holding his stomach and laughing, and at the same time urged again: "Go, go, it won't be good if you keep them waiting for a long time. - But You still have to remember to come early and don’t stay too long,” he reminded.

"Okay, I will." Kahn said, without reacting to his laughter. Instead, he straightened the decorations behind his back and trotted through the doorway of the auditorium.

As soon as she disappeared from sight, Theodore, who happened to pass by Malfoy, frowned and said, "Isn't she going to go to those... ghosts?"

He was not in a happy mood today, so he originally wanted to call them dead people, but his literacy still did not allow him to say this. In fact, even if he said it, Malfoy would only agree with him, since he was telling the truth anyway.

"Yes, huddle in a dirty and dilapidated basement with those dirty ghosts and have a ridiculous party." Malfoy's words were not as merciful as Theodore's. "What, what do you want to say?" He moved his eyes towards him, kissed him and said coldly.

This tone is not that he hates Theodore - it's just that they always communicate like this. Theodore is not a talkative person. He almost doesn't talk to anyone except purebloods, which gives him a strange feeling. His aura always makes people want to end the conversation with him as soon as possible so as not to disturb his life. In fact, he had the most interactions with Malfoy in the school.

"I don't want to say anything." He still had the same expression and said in the same cold tone. He turned around and returned to the end of the long table where he usually sat. No one would come here unless all other seats were occupied. By the way, this is where Kahn and Barrow often sit. It was originally a quiet place, but since Kahn enrolled in school, it seems less empty.

She always likes to sit with Barrow, and Malfoy always has endless things to say, endless boasts, and endless complaints to talk to Kahn. When Malfoy comes, Pansy naturally follows closely. Sometimes when Kahn would say something, she would speak to someone else just as loudly. As for who was speaking, it was naturally Goyle and Crabbe. They wouldn't be too far away from Malfoy, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Looking up at Kahn while eating would make them feel like roast potatoes. All have a different fresh taste.

Therefore, it is said to be a quiet location, but in fact it does not deserve the reputation. It can only be relatively quiet. As for Theodore, no one called him here, but he liked it quite a lot and occasionally chatted with Malfoy. (In his eyes, only Malfoy may be worthy enough for him to take the initiative to criticize)

"——Isn't she afraid of the anger of those ghosts?" After thinking about it again and again, he couldn't help but returned to Malfoy and asked this question.

"What?" Malfoy was talking to a Slytherin prefect and didn't hear his question. After Theodore repeated it, he looked at him slowly and said, "Oh... it's so rare. , you are quite curious today."

Theodore pursed his thin lips and did not reply.

"It's okay, her relationship with those ghosts is much better than you think." Malfoy said.

……

As she set foot on the party road leading to Nearly Headless Nick, there were candles burning with blue fire on both sides, rendering Kahn's face an eerie pale color. The further she walked, the lower the temperature became. When she walked to When he stood in front of the door of the party room, his breath condensed into white mist.

Nick had been waiting for a long time. He was covered with a black velvet curtain and had a look of sadness on his face that he tried to hide. As soon as he saw Kahn appearing, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Welcome, welcome, my friend, I'm so happy for you." You can come."

"Happy 500th anniversary of your death." Kahn handed him a top hat that was quite fashionable in his time. Of course the ghost couldn't take it, so she just raised the hat high so that he could stand on it. As if he had really put it on, after he stood up, Kahn took out the magic camera borrowed from Professor McGonagall and took a photo of this scene to keep.

"Okay, come back and stick it where you want with the hat." After Nick looked at the photo for a while, Kahn temporarily put the developed photo into his pocket and said to Nick.

"I'll do as you say." Nick smiled, took off the feathered hat he originally wore on her head, bowed slightly and invited her in.

Some people may think that this scene is ridiculous, but it is indeed the case. How could anyone wish a friend a happy death anniversary? What is even more incomprehensible is that the person who was blessed happily accepted it.

But no matter what, all their actions are indeed sincere. His death is a fact and an unchangeable reality. Instead of talking about sadness or unrealistic fantasies, it is better to face these openly and openly. Don't It's only right to show pity to him deliberately.

Kahn did a pretty good job at this point. This was not her intention, but she really didn't understand what these ghosts who could run, jump, talk, and have different personalities had to do except being unable to touch living things. The need for living people to be treated with caution.

Entering the underground classroom, Kahn sincerely praised the scene in front of her, "Nick, you have so many friends," she said. Listening to the music that sounded like a saw in her ears, she turned her curious eyes to the stage covered with black cloth.

Nick happily responded to the compliment, and after telling her to enjoy whatever she wanted, he continued to wait in front of the door because he still had to receive friends who had not yet arrived.

The party venue was borrowed from a relatively spacious underground classroom, but even a spacious classroom that can accommodate nearly a few hundred people at once - hundreds of milky white, translucent figures, will become overcrowded. Swinging up and down the crowded dance floor, waltzing to the terrifying, distorted sound of thirty musical saws. A thousand black candles burned in the chandelier overhead, giving off a midnight blue light.

Because the venue was not big and there were too many people, after she stood there for a short while, several ghosts were already passing through her body while lowering their heads in deep thought, as if they had been splashed violently. Several large basins of ice water made her shiver.

Kahn retreated to the edge of the ball to prevent them from blocking the path of the ghosts. The breath she exhaled almost turned into a ball of frost. She wanted to find a coat from the wizard's pocket to wear, but halfway out her hand, she It dawned on her that what she was wearing now was not the usual wizard robe. So she had no choice but to rub her frozen arms casually, preparing to find something interesting to do so that she could temporarily forget about some temperature issues.