Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

As night fell, the Hogwarts Great Hall underwent a dramatic transformation.

Countless pumpkin lanterns are hung from the high ceiling, and the candles in the lanterns emit a faint light, creating a mysterious atmosphere.

There are also carefully carved pumpkin lanterns on the long dining table, each of which is carved with a different ghost face pattern.

In addition, the table was filled with delicious food.

The students wore various fantastic Halloween costumes and happily enjoyed this special Halloween dinner.

After the little wizards had eaten and drunk their fill, various delicious desserts appeared on the long table.

The huge pumpkin pie is golden and attractive, dotted with circles of cream swirls and exuding a rich aroma.

The various ghost-shaped candies shine with an amber luster and are sprinkled with colorful sprinkles.

There were also special chocolate cakes decorated with black chocolate spiders.

Under the effect of magic, these chocolate spiders came to life just like the chocolate frogs that little wizards usually eat. They kept weaving spider webs on the cake with chocolate silk threads, causing the little ones to scream.

However, unlike most of the happy little wizards, four of them were in a bad mood.

In the corridor outside the dungeon, Malfoy, wearing a suit of armor, was walking and cursing at the three people behind him.

"I must have been cursed and my brain has become stupid, so I thought of following you three to see what fun there is."

"This year's Halloween party was a special costume party. I dressed so handsomely, but the ghosts saw it all."

"Not only that, I haven't even had a bite of food yet. I don't know if I can even have a bite of dessert if I rush back to the auditorium now."

"Come on, Malfoy," Ron said, not wanting to tolerate Malfoy's complaints. "We didn't invite you to join us."

"You saw the three of us heading to the underground classroom and followed us on your own initiative."

"Your inability to eat has nothing to do with us."

Malfoy was immediately furious when he heard Ron's words.

"It's because you three are so weird. Not only did you not wear special costumes, you also didn't attend the Halloween dinner, and you sneaked towards the basement classroom."

"Considering the strange and troublesome physiques of the three of you, I thought it would be fun to watch."

"I didn't expect..." Malfoy's voice dropped, "I became the source of amusement myself."

"In fact, Nick's death anniversary dinner is still insightful." Hermione began to express her opinion. She was really tired of the quarrel between Malfoy and Ron.

"I never thought that ghosts' food would be so..." Hermione hesitated and described it carefully, "so special."

"They actually like moldy cheese, rotten fruit, spoiled meat and maggot-infested cakes."

Hermione's brows furrowed.

Coming from a Muggle family, she had no idea that ghost dinners were held in this way. Although it was very special, it was really not suitable for living people to attend.

It was really an eye-opener, after all, these scenes were things she had never seen in books.

If she had known this would be the scenario, Hermione didn't know whether she would still insist on persuading Harry to attend.

Recalling that disgusting scene, she couldn't help but complained: "Those foods are really a bit unacceptable."

After hearing Hermione's description, Ron's memory was triggered and he made an expression as if he wanted to vomit.

Malfoy also curled his lips and said indignantly: "What delicacies do you think ghosts eat?"

"Ghosts can't taste food like living people, they can only feel the smell of food."

“So the stronger the smell of the food, the more they like it.”

"Those rotten foods are truly top-notch delicacies for ghosts."

He looked unhappy.

snort!

If Professor Swann had not always taught him to dress in formal attire, he would definitely have left the ghost dinner at the first opportunity and not suffered with Harry and the others.

Do not!

If it were according to my previous personality, I would never think of following these three people.

Harry was still immersed in the cold feeling brought to him by the ghosts and had no intention of communicating with his friends.

Moreover, the ghosts' music was like scratching fingernails on a blackboard, irritating his head and making it hurt.

Hearing Malfoy's words, Harry just complained silently in his heart.

Since ghosts like food with spicy taste, I can give them a few cans of canned herrings next time.

It just so happened that there were six cans of herrings in his seamless stretch bag. Those were all given to him by Sebastian as food for special occasions.

The unique smell of canned herring will definitely be sought after by all ghosts.

Harry wondered if Sebastian had anticipated that he would attend the ghost dinner and had prepared such a suitable gift for him in advance.

It's just that I was in such a hurry just now that I forgot that I had such a suitable gift in my bag to give to the ghost.

But now, Harry really didn't want to go back. He just wanted to go to the hall to eat something to fill his stomach.

As for the canned herrings, I'll find time to give them to Nick separately next time.

Suddenly, a cold, murderous voice rang in Harry's ears.

"Kill...Kill you..."

“So hungry…”

"......kill......"

It’s that familiar voice again!

I had told Ron and Hermione before, but they didn't hear it, so I thought I was hallucinating.

"Did you hear that?" Harry stopped suddenly and asked Ron and Hermione, "that strange sound I told you about before."

"The voice was intermittent, as if it hadn't spoken for a long time."

"Listen carefully, this time it is especially clear."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Although Harry's words were certain, they really didn't hear anything.

Malfoy was confused and had no idea what Harry was talking about.

"Hey, Potter, what the hell are you doing? What's with the intermittent sound? There's nothing at all."

"I'm warning you, don't play pranks on Halloween. I'm too hungry now and don't have the energy to play such a stupid game with you."

"Shh!" Harry made a silencing gesture to Malfoy.

He noticed that the sound was gradually getting weaker, as if it was moving towards the ceiling.

"Follow me, I heard a voice saying he wanted to kill people, we have to stop him."

"Malfoy, please go find Professor Swann and ask him to help."

After saying that, Harry started at full speed and ran upstairs. Hermione and Ron looked at each other and hurried to keep up with Harry.

Seeing the three of them so serious, Malfoy's eyes lit up and he became excited.

That's what it feels like!

Stimulate!

I knew that I would definitely encounter some strange things if I followed Potter.

kill?

Could it be that another bad guy has sneaked into Hogwarts Castle?

It seems that I have to be a hero again and save Hogwarts from danger.

Let's leave the task of finding a professor to someone else.

Malfoy clenched his wand tightly in his hand and stumbled forward, shouting as he ran.

"Potter, let Weasley go find the professor. After all, he is the least courageous among us."

"Wait for me!"

"I'm wearing a suit of armor, so I can't run fast..."

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