[HP] Hogwarts students

Sirius naturally agreed to my request, and because he had sent Dumbledore a letter in advance, he also got the honor of sitting at the head of the staff table.

The auditorium was already adorned with hundreds of candle-lit pumpkins, a swarm of flying bats, and flaming orange banners that, like colorful water snakes, brewed a storm. Floating lazily on the ceiling.

We missed the Hallowe'en Feast last year to attend the anniversary of Sir Nicholas's death, and the Gryffindor table was abuzz with our presence in the Great Hall.

"I thought you guys weren't back!" screamed Lavender as she circled me. "You changed! This dress is so pretty."

"Wait, let me see..." Parvati stretched her neck to look at Hermione and me, we exchanged glances, turned around with a smile and showed her the two shiny headbands, "Great, I thought you guys forgot!"

The same headbands of the four of us aroused the admiration of other girls, and Romilda Vani said regretfully: "Obviously I saw this set of headbands too!"

In the early days of the party, everyone was busy stuffing their mouths with roast chicken legs and frosted pudding, and rice balls shaped like eyeballs in pumpkin bowls carved with scary faces.The shape and size are just enough to throw into the mouth and bite open, and the sweet and sticky jam filling explodes in the mouth instantly.

I drank the cold guava juice, but my mind kept thinking about the butterbeer in my satchel.And I think the first person to tell about the party would be—

"Hey! Fred, George." I walked behind them with a juice glass and put my hands on their shoulders. "I have a little surprise, do you want to know?"

"What surprise?" The two of them looked at each other with playful smiles on their faces, "Our clothes were sprinkled with Sadhguru's magic powder again?"

"That's just a joke—" I smothered my laughter and squeezed into them and sat down. "After the banquet, I'm going to have a small party in the lounge. When it comes to party fun, how can I miss you?"

"have to say."

"Your gesture of asking for forgiveness is totally incorrect."

"However—" the two of them looked at each other and smiled, "You are right about one thing, that is, we will never miss any happy hour!"

"Great, tell me and Li, and seniors who want to participate, it's okay to participate!" I proudly pried away a large piece of chocolate cake in front of them, "Butter beer is enough."

By the time I got back to my seat, Hermione and Ginny were sharing a slice of pumpkin pie; Harry was sipping bright red vampire juice and looking at the staff table; and Ron was still nibbling on his honey-roasted chicken leg.

"Why haven't you finished eating yet?" I pushed Harry aside in surprise and sat down. Ron stuffed his mouth full of chicken, and the corners of his mouth were still covered with glistening honey sauce.Hermione couldn't help laughing: "What! That's his third chicken leg!"

Even though we were laughing together, it couldn't hide Harry's absent-mindedness. I followed his gaze to the staff dining table. Sirius and Lupine were clinking glasses together. Professor McGonagall rarely showed a happy smile, with a blush on his front Send grilled mushrooms to your mouth.Everyone's happy - except Snape.

He kept cutting the veal on the plate with a cold face, looking at the laughing Sirius and Lupine frequently, his face became more stinky every time he looked at it, he cut the meat on the plate messily and didn't take another bite .

"What's the matter?" I suddenly appeared from under Harry's line of sight, occupying his entire field of vision, "Are you worried about Sirius?"

"...Oh, no." Harry suddenly came back to his senses, and said not very enthusiastically, "I just... saw Snape's potion bottle in Lupine's office this afternoon."

"How do you know it's Snape's? What if they both just bought the same one?" I grinned and shoved the donut into his mouth.

"I... I saw that bottle in his office." His cheeks puffed up as he chewed the donut, which looked like a squirrel. "I wiped that bottle countless times when he was sentenced to confinement." .”

"Are you suspecting that he drugged Lupin?" Hermione also leaned over and asked in a low voice, frowning uneasily, "But Lupine probably won't believe him easily."

"It's empty inside." Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, and fixed his gaze upward again.

"Then Lupine probably poured out the potion!" Ron finally stopped gnawing on the chicken leg, turned to pick up the juice glass on the side and poured his head up, "You have to... trust him..."

After he had finished drinking, I realized that the glass in his hand looked familiar: "Wait, Ron. That seems to be my juice glass."

Harry withdrew his gaze and looked at Ron. Unexpectedly, his face changed, and he sprayed the juice all over the floor with a puff, and continued to retch and cough: "This is... what is this!"

"A little chili sauce and aloe vera gravy." The twins suddenly jumped out from behind him, hooked their shoulders and laughed at their younger brother, "This doesn't belong to you, little Ronnie!"

The people sitting next to them started laughing, and I laughed so hard that my stomach ached. I didn't realize it until a flash of inspiration: "Wait, isn't that glass of juice mine?"

The banquet concluded with a performance by the Hogwarts ghosts.They jumped out of the walls and tables one after another, forming various formations to perform skating.Gryffindor's Nearly Headless Nick re-enacted his beheading experience with great success.

The happy night did not end. Before the meeting was completely over, I slipped away from the banquet and returned to the lounge in advance. I prepared a series of ribbons and fireworks for the small party. I even "smuggled" a powerful radio back. , placed just above the fireplace, with a Loud Voice Charm attached.

I poured out a full glass of butterbeer, divided it into small cups and put them on the coffee table; then stood on tiptoe above the rickety bookcase, covered the candles on the chandelier with my colorful glasses, In this way, the entire lounge reflects colorful and gorgeous light.

After finishing everything, I climbed out of the hole in the lounge panting. The portrait of the fat woman in front of the hole was resting on a chair, shaking a glass of red wine in his hand: "You guys are going to make trouble again tonight, yes? no?"

"Well—it's just a small party. A charming lady like you can come in if she wants to." I winked at her, making her grin from ear to ear.

"Hey! What are you doing there?" The sudden reprimand startled me, and I turned around to find that it was Filch standing at the bottom of the stairs with Mrs. Norris in his arms, staring unkindly at Me, "Why aren't you in the auditorium? What are you doing here secretly?"

"Aren't you also in the auditorium?" I rolled my eyes angrily, and he was choked up and said: "I have more important things! Who do you think is responsible for the floors and walls destroyed by these troublemakers?" repair?"

Thinking of the stock of dung eggs in the hands of the Weasley twins, I couldn't help but feel a little soft-hearted. I lowered my head and took out a handful of fudge and pepper from the pocket of my robe, and stopped Filch who was about to leave: "Please Wait a minute, Mr Filch."

"What strange trick do you have?" He looked at me vigilantly, as if I were Fred and George, I stuffed the candy in my hand into his arms, and said generously: "Just give you some Halloween candies , Is this also wrong? Happy Halloween, both you and Mrs. Norris."

"Meow!" Madam Norris looked up at me, wagging her tail proudly.Filch froze on the spot, holding those candies in his hands, pursing his lips, not knowing what to say.But soon, he was overwhelmed by the returning Gryffindor students.

"Huh, Kelly? Are you waiting for me here?" The leader was Kenneth Toller, the fifth grade boy I talked to last year, looking at me with surprise.

"Uh—to be precise, I'm here waiting for you." I grinned, "I have a small party in the lounge, can you come to it too?"

"Of course! He's so happy, I mean, we're all happy." The boy next to him winked and poked him, and a few of them laughed and followed behind me.

As we spoke, Harry pushed his way into the front row, followed by Percy.He frowned when he saw Kenneth, but Percy stood in front of us and asked, "What's going on? Why are you stuck here? You forgot your password?"

"Of course not, Mr. President of the Student Union." Fred followed behind and squeezed into the front row, carrying a full amount of food and drinks in his hands.

"We're just waiting to see you," George added, pushing me over to the portrait of the fat woman and shouting the command, "Good luck!"

The moment the portrait moved away, the voice of the fat woman’s sniggering was drowned out in the deafening music. The voices of the weird sisters were very rock-and-roll, and they sang the famous song "Scenery Hippogriff" .Colorful lights seeped from the gaps, and everyone gathered at the entrance of the cave was stunned.

"Welcome to Kelly Morris' party!" I cheered and raised my hands, and drove the young people back to the lounge like a horse. Fred and George were eager to stretch their muscles, eager to directly rush in and start their dance moves.

"You—you can't!" Percy stood there dumbfounded. "It's almost time for a break—"

"Please, Percy! Don't embarrass me in front of my friends, will you?" I snickered and shook him by the shoulders to make him turn back. "Meet my friend, Penelope Clearwater!"

The beautiful and charming Ravenclaw girl shyly covered the corners of her upturned lips, and Percy's face burst into an indescribable redness, redder than the vampire drink at the Halloween banquet today, and he stuttered Said: "Penello! How...how are you here?"

"Kelly invited me to a party, and she said you'd be there too, so my friends and I came." She blinked playfully, and reached out to take Percy's hand, "We can go into your Lounge? Mr. Student Council President."

Percy smirked and went in with Penello, followed by Qiu and her girlfriends. I poked my head to find something behind her, and she gave her a puzzled look: "What are you looking at?"

"Why didn't your boyfriend come?" I really wondered why Cedric didn't come, but Cho blushed quickly, and she gave me a reproachful glance, and shyly got into the hole.

"Wow, I mean, wow!" Ron stared straight at the carnival crowd in the room, "You're a small party? Our definition of small may be different."

"Then what are you waiting for? If you guys don't enjoy the party, it's my real failure." I shrugged my nose, raised my eyebrows and smiled.

Hermione and Ron also cheered and rushed in, leaving Harry and I standing at the door, with a proud and expectant smile on his face, which made me a little embarrassed: "Why don't you go in?"

"This party is great!" he praised without hesitation. "Let's go in together, shall we?"

As he said that, he tightly grasped my right hand, and squeezed his five fingers into the crevices of my fingers with his backhand to make his fingers intertwined. His eyes reflected different colors of light under the light: "This is stronger."