[HP] So you are such Anita

It felt like the cold air came earlier this year than last year. Anita, who finally found time to walk out of the library, covered her thick robe tightly. She raised her head and let out a breath, which turned into white mist in the air.

"Recently, many people have caught a cold due to the cold wave. Annie, you should be careful." Draco held a book and rubbed his hands aside, "Today's Halloween is colder than last year's."

Anita looked at a dark cloud overhead. The weather was depressing, but perfect for Halloween.

"Draco, are you free tonight?"

"Huh? I just finished my dissertation on Transfiguration in the library, and I might practice potions at night, but that's a task I arranged for myself. What's wrong?"

"Tonight is Sir Gryffindor Nick's 500th anniversary party, and I may have to go, but... if only you could come with me."

"The ghost in Gryffindor? Nearly Headless Nick? I've only heard of the ghost's death day party, but I've never attended it. You mean there will be one tonight, at Hogwarts?"

Draco's eyes were shining, and he seemed very interested in this matter.

"Well, the death anniversary of the ghost. My grandfather is a ghost. He will also come tonight. In order to prevent him from wandering around in the castle under the guise of looking for me, I think it's better for me to go find him."

"Ah, I'll go with you, I have time." Draco was even more excited to see a lot of big names at the Deathday Party, those big people only seen in the illustrations of magic books.

Anita looked at Draco who was happily spinning around, and she turned her head away to stare at the ice crystals hanging on the tree with some guilt. The ice crystals are really beautiful. Ke left a shadow that will be remembered for a lifetime.

This year's Halloween dinner was decorated the same as last year's. The auditorium was filled with live bats and jack-o'-lanterns floated above everyone's heads.But this year's jack-o-lantern looks much bigger than last year's. Anita reckons that this jack-o-lantern will knock down at least five people.

Everyone at the Slytherin table was exchanging gossip. Some said that Dumbledore had invited the Skeleton Dance Troupe to the banquet tonight, while others said that he had invited the Screaming Sisters.

Everyone is looking forward to this year's Halloween party. There should be no more trolls running into the castle this time.

Anita has never thought about the fact that she is going to meet ghosts later, and it is a group of ghosts. If she can be with living people again, she would rather sing the school song with Dumbledore one night.

However, she knew that if she didn't go, the consequences would be even more dire, so it was better for her to be wise.

Draco quickly ate some bread and looked at Anita with burning eyes, who was still eating her ham-flavored mashed potatoes slowly.

She looked at Draco who was impatient to leave, and silently put down the knife and fork, it would be good to eat less, and then she wouldn't vomit badly.

Anita left the Great Hall first, and after she waited for a while behind the knight statue in the corridor, Draco also came out to meet her.

"Don't take the initiative to eat at the banquet later, but if a ghost invites you to eat, you can't refuse. Also, it's best not to talk, but if a ghost asks you a question, you must answer it carefully." Anita Draco was very worried.

"Sounds interesting." Draco nodded with interest.

"Then you have to remember."

"I reminded you to stir four and two-thirds of a turn in Potions class today, and you almost missed a third of a turn."

Anita silently closed her mouth, and she led Draco through the aisle lit with thin candles, the deeper you went in the aisle, the more candles were burning with blue flames, and the aisle became darker and darker , obviously these candles are for decoration only.

"It's a nice atmosphere here." Draco looked curiously at the blue candles.

"It'll be better later." Anita already felt a chill, which meant that the ghosts were ahead and they hadn't gone the wrong way.

"Annie, did you hear something?" Draco stopped, showing a confused expression, "It sounds like nails scraping wood."

"That's the music that ghosts like. We're almost there. Pull your robe tighter. It'll be colder later."

Anita had already seen the wooden door at the end of the passage, and she went to it and pushed it open.

Hundreds of milky white ghosts crowded into an underground classroom behind the door. The podium was covered with a black cloth and used as a stage. The ghosts were wandering on it as if waltzing. Le Saw is making a creepy sound of bone scraping.

"That's cool," Draco said, pulling his robes tighter, "just a little cold."

Anita looked past the blue flames on the chandelier on the ceiling, and looked directly at the only living people in the scene besides her and Draco who were breathing white, and they were really too obvious.

Anita pulled Draco around the three fat monks who were sitting on the ground dejectedly and walked to the other end of the classroom. The four of them were looking at the food on the table with confused faces.

Draco casually glanced at the table, then immediately covered his mouth, unable to restrain his stomach.

"Doyle, what are you doing here? Aren't you going to your first Halloween dinner?" Anita stared closely at the boy of the four with brilliant blonde hair.

"Annie, I didn't break the curfew." Doyle looked at Anita with aggrieved expression.

"It's only October, and you've already deducted [-] points for Gryffindor, three times for hanging out during curfew, and one time for running into the Forbidden Forest, these are just the number of times you've been caught." Anita said coldly Looking at Doyle anxiously, "Shall I thank you for deducting so many points from Gryffindor?"

"I also earned a lot in flying lessons and charm lessons, which offset it." Doyle smiled brightly.

Anita looked at Doyle angrily.

"Well, to interrupt you," Harry stopped between Anita and Doyle, "Sorry, Anita, we didn't like Doyle, actually I have something to ask you, right now... "

"My death day will be really lively. You are welcome, my guest." Harry's words were interrupted by Sir Nick. Nick gave Anita a knightly salute with a sad face, and Anita slightly bent her knees towards Nick. requite.

"It's an honor to have a new friend from Germany today." Sir Nick looked at a ghost floating on the second row of chairs with a sad face. "Mr. Auerbach doesn't seem to be having a good time."

"Sir Nicholas of Mimsy, you don't have to worry, grandfather has always been like this." Anita found out where grandfather Mueller was, and she pulled Draco to salute Sir Nick and walked towards Mueller. go.

"Auerbach's grandfather is a ghost." Ron looked in surprise at the serious-looking ghost floating on the chair.

"I've known it since I was a child." Doyle looked proud.

"Of course you would, Doyle." Hermione looked at the two stupid boys with some headaches. Ron was stupid enough, but he didn't expect another one, and he was more capable of stabbing trouble than Ron.

Muller was floating in the air in the basement classroom, and beside him was a ghost holding a wine glass with blood on the corner of his mouth chatting with him.

"Hey, buddy, you look like a newcomer, welcome to the world of ghosts," the ghost took a sip of the wine in his glass, "but it will be hundreds of years before you really enter the world of ghosts, Cheers to time."

The ghost floated away unsteadily, and Anita walked up to Grandpa Müller.

"Grandpa Müller, Happy Halloween."

"Is this kid a friend you met at Hogwarts?" Mueller saw Draco next to Anita, "It seems so, I came here to see how you are doing in Dumbledore's school By the way, old Faol asked me to tell you that Hogwarts has transferred a freshman, well, it’s not really a freshman.”

Mueller sighed after finishing speaking, "Halloween always makes me very sad, don't let me influence Anne, as the senior said just now, I am too young to be a ghost. Go back, don't be among the dead If you stay too long, go back to your dormitory."

Anita watched Mueller hesitate to speak.

Muller sighed again, "You will see the freshman soon, what else do you want to ask? Well, I will not go to Dumbledore, nor will I run into him. Go back and don't waver in front of me gone."

The emotional changes of the grandfather after turning into a ghost are really unpredictable, Anita dragged Draco to the dining table again.

"I forgot to say hello to Mr. Auerbach just now." Draco was a little annoyed.

"Trust me, you were right not to say hello," Anita looked at Doyle, who seemed interested in the rotting meat and bloody intestines on the table, and even poked with his wand.

Anita looked at Hermione helplessly, "Hermione, I don't know how to call you that, do you mind... Anyway, my grandfather just told me that the living should not stay in this place for too long, you'd better leave earlier."

"Wait, I have something to ask you, how can I open it..." Harry scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I know that, Senior Harry wants to ask you, have you let the house elves go out to play tricks recently?" Doyle said while winking at Harry, "I stood behind the pillar when you were chatting that night. "

"House-elf?" Anita looked at Harry in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Harry said with a look of embarrassment, "It seems that you don't know about this, then..."

"Senior Harry was teased badly by a house-elf named Dobby when school started, and someone blocked the aisle at platform nine and three quarters, and then Senior Harry made headlines."

"How do you know about this?" Hermione asked Doyle in surprise.

"I told him~" A transparent dwarf emerged from under the dining table, wearing a bright orange party hat and a crooked bow around his neck.

"Peves!" Ron yelled in surprise, and immediately covered his mouth, looking at the little ghost in horror.

"It seems that you like me very much. You were so surprised to see me that you couldn't speak." Peeves circled around Ron, poor Ron didn't dare to move.

"Peves is my good friend," Doyle picked up a bowl of peanuts covered with green mold from the dining table, and handed it to Peeves, "Let's fight Filch together."

Peeves smiled sweetly. He took the bowl of peanut beans and said to Harry, "Would you like some?"

"No, thanks," said Harry, taking a step back. "Anyway, the elf with the big eyes, the long ears, and the old pillowcase at the beginning of term has been keeping me from coming to Hogwarts, it says Hogwarts this year Something terrible is going to happen, and I wonder if you've got some… um… pranks going on."

Harry glanced at Draco.

"I won't do such pranks. And there are no house-elves in the Field family, and the house-elves in the Auerbach family are all well-dressed and don't know how to wear pillowcases." Anita looked at Harry dissatisfied, "As for Jiu and Three-quarters platform, I'm not taking the Hogwarts Express to school this year."

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at Draco in unison at this time, and Draco looked at Harry with a provocative expression after being silent for a while, "I didn't expect that even house-elves couldn't deal with it, you really Weak enough, savior."

The three Potters all looked at Draco angrily at this time, and Doyle smiled gloatingly with Peeves.

Seeing that the anger of the three Potters was about to reach its peak, Anita glared at Doyle, who was smiling happily, and pulled Draco away.

On the way back to the Slytherin dormitory, Draco had been silently breathing low air.

"You didn't ask Dobby to trouble Harry, did you," Anita was sure. "If you did, you would have told Harry when he reported it."

"Dobby betrayed the Malfoy family, a traitorous bug, I did not give such an order, and neither will Dad," Draco was very angry, but he still lowered his voice, "Dobby is the house-elf of the Malfoy family , it knows many things about us, and even though it has sworn not to tell it, it is still not safe enough for Harry to believe it. Of course, it must not let other families know that the house-elf of the Malfoy family has betrayed the master."

"What are you going to do with Dobby?"

"I don't know, but Dobby must never leave the Malfoy house." Draco sighed. "Maybe Daddy will chop off Dobby's head and hang it in the basement to warn the other house-elves."

"Aren't you afraid that other elves will rebel?"

"No, among the house elves, Dobby is also a different kind. After he dies, the other elves may still cheer."

"It's pathetic," said Anita, standing in front of the Slytherin door. "Gula iceberg, griffin."

"The loser of the goblin war, this is the punishment they should bear," Draco quickly walked into the Slytherin lounge, which was empty, and everyone had a carnival at the Halloween dinner, "I have to go with my Dad wrote."

"But excessive suppression and exploitation always make me a little uneasy, at least give them some..."

"It's just uneasiness, and it's not appropriate to act kindly just because of your own uneasiness," a cold voice came, Anita and Draco both looked at the black-haired boy on the sofa, "Can wizards It is not kindness that secures one's position."

The boy stood up from the sofa, holding a wand in his slender fingers, and he used the wand to draw a string of shiny silver words in the air - Tom Field.

"Maybe we need to introduce each other. I am a freshman in the fifth year of Hogwarts, Tom Field, the adopted son of Faol Field. In terms of seniority, Anita, you should call me uncle, but we are about the same age, I prefer You call me brother."

The black-haired boy withdrew his wand and nodded slightly at Anita, "It seems that you are surprised, I'd better give you a little time to slow down," the boy turned to look at Draco, "Light blonde hair, soot Glad to meet you, Malfoy, do you want to go together? Well, it seems that you and Anita still have something to do, so see you tomorrow."

After the black-haired boy left, Draco and Anita were left staring at each other.

"There is another child in the Field family."

"No, I swear I haven't seen him."