[Comprehensive] Visitors from the Magic Plane

"I think it may mean that there is no food for living people to eat." Ron said, he is also a pure-blood wizard, so he must have some common sense.

"We remember." Harry nodded, thinking that it should be the same, or prepare some food to eat when he comes back, feeling that they might not be able to eat it in that place.Dobby was sent by Vanessa to the Chinese autumn home to learn how to make Chinese food, so they had better go to the kitchen if they want to get some food.

Suddenly, Harry saw Vanessa walking by, "Vanessa, where are you going?"

"Go to the Response Room." Vanessa turned her head and said when she saw Harry and the others.

"Halloween is coming, you..." Harry wanted to ask Vanessa if she was interested in going with them.However, Drake had already talked to Vanessa about the fact that they were going to attend Nick's death day and could not attend the Halloween dinner.

"I'm not interested, please remember to wear more clothes. If you can, you can come to the Response Room to find me after the end." Wen Nisha said after hearing this, and then left.

"Vanessa is really busy." Ron said looking at Vanessa's disappearing back.

"Why do you need to wear more clothes?" Hermione was puzzled.

"I heard her right." Dali shrugged.

On Halloween, several people gathered in the Gryffindor lounge. It was still pouring rain outside the window, and the sky was as dark as ink, but the room was bright and cheerful.The firelight reflected countless soft armchairs, where Gryffindor students sat reading, chatting and doing homework.And twin brothers Fred and George Weasley, who were studying the effects of feeding a salamander some Fireworks, seemed to be expecting that.Fred had 'rescued' the bright orange lizard from his Conservation of Magical Creatures class, where it was smoldering on a table surrounded by a crowd of curious people.

Harry and the others both added an extra piece of clothing, and were discussing how to achieve instant magic more effectively. Suddenly, the salamander over there swooped into the air, twirled wildly in the room, and released sparks crackling. Accompanied by some bang bang bang bang bang.Percy scolded Fred and George in a hoarse voice.The salamander's mouth sprays orange-red stars, which is very beautiful and spectacular.It fled into the fire with a series of explosions.

Time passed quickly, and it was almost time, and Dali was regretting that he should have agreed to attend the death anniversary party so hastily.After all, other students in the school were happily attending the Halloween banquet, and the auditorium was decorated with live bats as usual.Hagrid's huge pumpkins had been carved into lanterns, big enough for three people to sit inside.There are also rumors that Dumbledore booked a skeleton dance troupe to cheer everyone up.

"Once a word is said, it's hard to follow." Hermione reminded Dali domineeringly. Hermione is the kind of person who doesn't agree, but once agrees, she will travel. "You said you were going to the Deathday Party."

So, at seven o'clock, Dudley, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked straight through the doorway that led right into the crowded Great Hall.There were lights and festoons, candles shining, and gold plates on the table, very inviting, "Don't worry, I've ordered some Halloween dinners for us to eat when we come back." Harry comforted Ron, who was eager to see through, and walked toward the dungeon direction.

The aisle leading to Nearly Headless Nick's party was already lit with candles, but the effect was not at all pleasant: they were dark, thin candles that flickered as they burned. The blue light, even if it shone on their lively faces, looked gloomy.With every step they took, the temperature dropped. "Phew, it's a good thing Vanessa remembered to remind us to wear more clothes." Harry cast a warming charm on the few people, and only then did they drive away the cold temperature even after wearing extra clothes.At this time, he heard a sound, as if a thousand fingernails were scraping back and forth on a huge blackboard.It made the goosebumps of several people stand up. It is really unbearable for human beings to hear the sound of nails scratching glass.

"Isn't that their music?" Ron shivered involuntarily, it wasn't cold. They turned a corner and saw Nick, who was almost headless, standing in a doorway with a black velvet curtain on his body.

"My dear friend," he said sadly, probably not happy, since the anniversary of his death is not his birthday, "Welcome, welcome...I'm so glad you can come..." He took off his hat with feathers , bow and invite them in.

The sight was unbelievable.The dungeon was filled with hundreds of milky, translucent figures, most of whom roamed the crowded dance floor, waltzing and playing music to the eerie, quivering sounds of thirty musical saws. Saw's band sat on a black-clothed stage.A thousand candles were also lit in a chandelier overhead, giving off a midnight blue glow.The breathing of the few of them formed clouds of mist in front of them, as if they had walked into a cold storage room. Fortunately, they added a warming spell, "How about we take a look around?" Dali suggested with a guilty conscience, regretting his original decision.

"Be careful, don't walk through anyone." Ron reminded that being passed by a ghost is definitely not a good experience. They walked slowly around the edge of the dance floor, passing a group of sullen nuns, a A ragged man in chains, and a fat monk.A Hufflepuff ghost, lively and cheerful, chatting with a knight with an arrow in his forehead.Harry also saw the Bloody Barrow, which he expected.The Bloody Baron was the ghost of Slytherin, scrawny, straight-eyed, covered in silver blood, and the other ghosts were making room for him.

"Oh, shit," Hermione stopped suddenly, "turn around, turn around, I don't want to talk to Moaning Myrtle..."

"Who?" When they hurried back from the original road, Dudley looked at Hermione puzzled, and it was rare to see Hermione's expression of avoidance.

"She's in the girls' bathroom on the first floor," said Hermione.

"Stay in the bathroom" Ron puzzled.

"Yeah. The bathroom is out of order all year round because she keeps throwing tantrums and throwing water all over the place. I try not to go there if I can avoid it. You go to the bathroom and she screams at you, It's really scary..." It turned out that Hermione didn't like shrews, several boys thought at the same time, and felt that they had found Hermione's weakness.

"Look, something to eat!" Ron pointed to a long table at the other end of the dungeon, also covered with black velvet.

"Go over and have a look, and see what the ghosts eat." They walked over, but stopped quickly, not daring to get closer.Huge chunks of rotting meat on beautiful silver platters, black, charred cakes piled high on large trays; maggot-infested haggis in abundance, a piece of cheese covered with green hairs.In the very center of the table stood a large gray cake in the shape of a tombstone, on which the words were spelled out in tar-like icing: Sir Nicholas Demisy-Poppington Died October 1492, 10.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched and they were dumbfounded.Then a fat ghost approached the table, crouched down, and walked straight through the middle of the table, his mouth open, just right through a stinking salmon.

"Can you taste the flavor if you go straight through it like this?" Dali asked him curiously, and the others were also slightly puzzled. Could it be that all the ghosts solve it in this way?

"Almost." The ghost said sadly, turned around and floated away.

"I guess they let the food rot to make the flavor stronger," said Hermione wisely, clutching her nose as she leaned forward to examine the rotting haggis.Several boys saw her behavior and couldn't help being speechless...

"Let's go, this is not something we can enjoy." Ron said tremblingly, before they had time to turn around, a short male ghost suddenly got out from under the table and stopped in mid-air in front of them.

"Hello, Peeves." Several people who saw this ghost greeted cautiously.Peeves was a mischievous ghost, and unlike the ghosts around them, he was not pale and transparent.On the contrary, he wore a bright orange party hat, a swirling bow tie, and a grin grinning across his bad-looking broad face.

"Want some?" he said sweetly, handing them a bowl of moldy peanuts.

"No thanks," said Hermione.

"I heard you talking about poor Myrtle," said Peeves, his eyes flickering. "It's not polite to talk about poor Myrtle." He took a deep breath and roared, "Hey, Peach Golden Lady!"

"Oh, no, Peeves, don't tell her what I say, she'll be very upset," whispered Hermione anxiously, "I'm kidding, I don't mind her... oh, Hello, Myrtle." The ghost of a dumpy girl floated up.Her face, brooding and weeping, was half-hidden by long straight hair and thick, pearl-colored spectacles.

"Why?" She asked sullenly.

"Hello, Myrtle," said Hermione in a voice of mock pleasure, with the corners of her mouth curled up. "Nice to see you outside the bathroom." Myrtle sniffled.

"Miss Granger was talking about you..." Peeves whispered slyly in Myrtle's ear. "I'm talking...saying...you look beautiful tonight." Hermione glared at Peeves.

Myrtle looked at Hermione suspiciously. "You are making fun of me." As she said, tears fell quickly from her small transparent eyes.The corners of several people's mouths twitched at the same time, no wonder Hermione didn't want to see her, just this one really didn't want to see her.

"Myrtle, can you believe Peeves' words?" Hermione quickly calmed down, "I just introduced you to Harry and the others."

"Don't lie to me," gasped Myrtle, tears rolling down her cheeks as Peeves giggled happily behind her. "You think I don't know what people call me behind my back, Fat Myrtle! Ugly Myrtle! Poor, moaning, morose Myrtle!"

"You left out 'pimples,'" Peeves whispered in her ear.Moaning Myrtle suddenly burst into sobs of grief and ran out of the dungeon.Peeves sprinted after her, hitting her with moldy peanuts and yelling, "Pimples! Pimples!"

"Oh, my God." Hermione stretched out her hand, feeling like she had nowhere to complain.

"Are you having fun?" Nearly Headless Nick floated from the crowd.

"Happy." They replied stiffly.

"Satisfactory numbers," said Nearly Headless Nick proudly, "crying widows coming all the way from Kent... I'm about to speak and I'd better warn the band ..."

Harry and the others were looking at the world mode of the ghosts, and on the other side, Hailan left the hall after taking a few mouthfuls, went to the girls' bathroom on the first floor, and hid in the dark to see who took it. The diary, because he saw Ginny sitting in the hall, so it must not be her.But he waited for a long time without seeing anyone, and time passed slowly.

"Couldn't the story of the Chamber of Secrets happen?" Hailan rubbed her arms to dispel the cold, and she didn't know how to use the warming spell yet.

"What's the plot?" A voice suddenly came from next to her ear, and Hailan jumped, and when she turned around, she saw Vanessa standing there with a blank expression, looking at her, and she noticed that she was speaking in Chinese, Although the tone sounds a little weird, it is very similar to foreigners who have learned Chinese.

"You, that, Heavenly King Gedihu." Hailan didn't expect to see Vanessa, and when she heard that she could speak Chinese, she immediately thought that she was also a time traveler, but couldn't think of how to prove it for a while. , Then I thought of the novel I read before, and popped out such a sentence.

"What do you mean?" Vanessa actually just learned some Chinese with Qiu, after all, she is going to China in the future.It's easy to understand, but she really doesn't understand this.

"Hey, that, aren't you a time-traveler?" Hailan didn't expect Vanessa to ask such a question. Could it be that she didn't read novels before time-traveling, so she tried to ask again.

"What is a time traveler?" Vanessa was even more at a loss. How could she say something she couldn't understand?Could it be that her Chinese is not good enough?

"Aren't you from another world?" Hai Lan simply said, because she didn't feel the danger. In fact, her sixth sense became very sensitive after transmigrating, so she quite believed it, her intuitive gentleness Nissa didn't mean to hurt her.

"So you are from another world?" Vanessa asked back, looking at Hailan, Vanessa herself was reborn from her body, contaminated with karma, but it is strange that there is no karma in this Hailan .

Hailan looked at Vanessa, decided to confess, and then talked about her own affairs.Hailan is not reincarnating from a dead body, but a type of fetal wear. Simply put, she is reincarnated with memories.

"The world of Harry Potter novels?" She is somewhat interested in this Vanessa, but she doesn't think this is a world of novels, so there is only another possibility. Advanced, so people on that plane can receive some history of this world and write novels and paintings.As for Hailan coming from the world where Chuang & Shishen resides, hehe, she thinks it's unlikely, because if that's the case, then Hailan will either become a god-lord born with abilities that even the master god can't have, or be obliterated.According to legend, the mother goddess may be the god of the world where the God of Creation & World lives, and her life is the projection of God in this world, so she has the ability to create life. No one else has the ability to create life except her.

Vanessa can already tell that Hai Lan is from a plane higher than this plane, just like the land of gods and demons is the top of all planes, and planes are also divided into levels. Talented people may receive information from some low-level planes, which becomes inspiration.But hearing her say that there are no immortal cultivators in their plane, Vanessa doesn't care. It is impossible for a plane to have only one planet with life, or there are higher-level existences in the universe of their plane.It's all the earth, so that's a better explanation. This kind of plane is called a parallel plane. The two plane worlds are almost exactly the same, but only for dead things.

After confirming Hailan's identity, Vanessa talked about her background, seeing Hailan's dark blue eyes twinkling with stars, Best twitched. "What are you doing here?" Time was limited, Hailan only gave a brief overview of HP's plot, without a detailed description.

"The plot of the second year is the Chamber of Secrets. There is a basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. It was Voldemort's first Horcrux diary, which Lord Ben controlled Ginny to open. However, I observed that the diary was not on Ginny, so I came here to see who it was. □□ I'm under control." Hailan said and glanced at the girls' bathroom not far away, and occasionally heard some crying, "Um, Myrtle is back? What's going on? I haven't seen anyone go in, Am I late?"

"Well, the diary is in my hand, so the plot you mentioned should not happen." Vanessa said lightly when Hailan was struggling.

"Ah, no wonder, it has been eliminated by you?" Hailan had the original expression, "Then let's go, the basilisk shouldn't be able to come out." After finishing speaking, he planned to go back to the hall. I don't know if the dinner party is over. .

On the other side, Harry and the others finally left this place, which was obviously not suitable for living people to haunt, but Harry felt that he still wanted to hear some strange noises.

"...tear you...tear you...kill you..." Harry stopped and listened carefully.

"What's the matter?" Darley, Ron and Hermione walked a few steps, but found that Harry hadn't followed, and asked back.

"... I'm so hungry... It's been a long, long time..."

"Are you okay?" Dali asked concerned.

"It's okay, I heard some voices." Harry frowned slightly. It was the voice of a snake, which swallowed a small piece of Voldemort's soul. Harry got the ability of snake language. He didn't know it at first, and couldn't distinguish between snake language and snake language. English, Vanessa learned about it by accident and gave him a special training. "Come on, let's take a look here." Harry followed the voice and ran. The snake was obviously not small, and its purpose was to stop it.

Although the others were puzzled, they still followed. Harry noticed that the voice was getting weaker and weaker. It was obvious that they couldn't keep up with it. It seemed to be going upwards, "This way." Harry gave himself a light With a curse, he quickly ran up the stairs and into the hall.Here echoed the laughter of the halloween feast in the auditorium, and it was unlikely that anything else could be heard.Harry ran at full speed up the marble stairs to the second floor, followed closely by Dally Ron and Hermione, who knew Harry wouldn't do it for no reason.

"Harry, what's the matter..." Ron asked out of breath.

"Hush!" Harry pricked up his ears to listen carefully, and far away, from the upper floor, the voice came again, and it became weaker: "...I smell blood...I smell blood Smell!" Bloody smell?How can there be blood in Hogwarts?Harry's mind was full of doubts, but he still quickly chased after them. Several people took a breath, but they still followed.