"Ahem, hey, guys-"

Elena closed the book in her hand, jumped onto the table, and clapped her hands vigorously.

"Tonight there is a "once-in-a-lifetime", "exciting", "Gryffindor-exclusive" special Halloween party in the basement - "Nearly Headless Nick" has organized a party for the 500th anniversary of his death - Hogg

Watts Kitchen opened a flame cooking show there, and there was also a performance by the Headless Hunters..."

She raised her eyebrows, a glimmer of light flashed across her delicate face, and she whispered seductively.

"The only unfortunate thing is that the time slightly conflicts with the banquet in the school auditorium. I'm afraid you have to make a choice between enjoying the pumpkin lanterns, bat decorations, and the skeleton dance group's performance-"

"Nick's party?! Why didn't you tell me about such an interesting thing earlier!"

"What are you waiting for? Halloween, ghost party - only a fool would miss it!"

Fred and George's eyes lit up and they spoke quickly.

And like the two of them, almost all the Gryffindor students echoed excitedly.

Once in a lifetime, exclusive to Gryffindor, exciting...

These adjectives are a must-have for little lions who are naturally adventurous!

"Elena, I'm afraid this is a bit..."

Percy Weasley frowned and said hesitantly.

Looking around at the excited crowd, Percy was a little worried that when the Hogwarts banquet started, there would be no one at the Gryffindor table, as they all went to attend Nick's death anniversary party.

If such a scene really happened, Professor Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall would probably go crazy, right?!

"Don't worry, Percy - it would be unreasonable not to go!"

Elena shook her finger proudly and said seriously.

"Gryffindor students, what's wrong with attending the death anniversary party of the resident ghost of Gryffindor House on Halloween? In fact, in my opinion, we not only have to go, but we have to go in a grand and fair way!"

"But I still feel..."

Before Percy could finish his words, suddenly, the unattended salamander on the table jumped into the air, spinning wildly in the room, crackling and releasing sparks, accompanied by an explosion of ????,

Instantly interrupting Percy's train of thought.

"Fred! George! Are you going to set the lounge on fire?"

Percy waved his wand to extinguish the flying sparks, and scolded his two brothers severely.

The salamander sprayed orange-red stars from its mouth, which was very beautiful and spectacular. Within a few seconds, it fled into the fireplace with a series of explosions, leaving only a chaotic Gryffindor common room.

"Uh - accident, accident -"

"Oh, by the way, I'll inform other students——"

George and Fred glanced at Percy, who looked unhappy, and quickly slipped from the lounge to the boys' dormitory.

…

So, at seven o'clock.

Elena, Luna, Hannah, Danilova, and a group of Gryffindor students set off from the Gryffindor lounge in a mighty manner and walked straight through a doorway-that doorway happened to lead to

to the crowded central auditorium.

There were lanterns and colorful decorations there, the candlelight was shining, and the table was covered with gold plates, which was very attractive.

However, the huge crowd did not waver in the slightest, and walked across the auditorium towards the underground classroom without squinting.

The aisle leading to the death anniversary party was also simply decorated. Nick originally planned to use some dark, thin candles - these candles had been piled in the warehouse for a long time and no one had used them - but since there were

After receiving the full support of the "Dean" of Hogwarts, there is no need to be so strapped in terms of funds.

Half a person tall, candles burning with blue flames were suspended on both sides, lighting up one after another with the footsteps of the students.

The temperature seems to be a little colder than before, but each student is holding a small pumpkin lantern that comes with the Hogwarts kitchen. In the soft orange firelight swaying, it doesn't really make people feel cold.

How cold it is.

At this time, Hermione and the others heard a sound, as if a woman was humming a sad melody in the distance.

"This is the siren's song. If you don't pay, it won't be that good..."

Elena whispered, proudly showing off to Hermione and others.

Then, they turned a corner and saw the almost headless Nick standing in a doorway. He was covered with a black velvet curtain that didn't fit well. He didn't look so noble, but rather funny.

"My dear friends," Nick said with infinite sadness, "Welcome, welcome... you can come, I really..."

The almost headless Nick's voice suddenly stopped, like a frog that was suddenly caught.

His eyes fell on the mighty Gryffindor army behind Elena. The feathered hat was shaking. Nick looked at those familiar faces blankly. This seemed to be different from the scene he had imagined before.

"This, this is..."

"Oh, didn't you say before that I could invite some friends over?"

Elena smiled shyly and pointed proudly at the people behind her.

"False mission, you see - except for Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Professor Black, and Professor Lupin, almost all of us from Gryffindor House are here - I guess the professors will also be here later.

will come."

"Uh, uh--" Nick, who was almost headless, opened his mouth and made an inarticulate sound.

"What's wrong, Nick...are you unhappy?" Elena asked innocently.

"Welcome! Welcome... I'm so happy that you can come..."

He came to his senses, took off his feathered hat, bowed and invited the students in.

Looking at the Gryffindor students filing in, Nick, who was almost headless, couldn't help but sigh softly - Professor Binns was right to remind him that he should keep a little distance from Miss Kaslana.

So unpredictable…

Fortunately, by the time today's death anniversary party is over, everything should come to an end.

At this moment, a light sigh suddenly came from Nick's ear.

"What a spectacular sight. I guess the performance will be quite exciting..."

Elena stood by the door, looking at the lively scene not far away, with a hint of devilish cunning at the corner of her mouth.

"You think so? In this case, you will have successfully killed the wizard named Thomas Cromwell, and by the way, completely buried the past events of the Tudor Dynasty in the dust of history.

Right? The Honorable Sir Nicholas... oh no, or should I say now, the Honorable Earl Isaacs."

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Chapter completed!