At some point - not many, but still there - Elena would appreciate the courage of Gryffindor House.

When the menu board for the death anniversary party went up, and the Gryffindor wizards still fearlessly took out a round of "ghost dishes", she suddenly realized that now was the time for people to admire and appreciate them the most.

Holding her dinner plate in hand, she lined up behind the queue in the "Ghost Dishes" area, waiting for the queue to move.

The originally silent buffet area suddenly became lively, with excited whispers floating in the air. The little lions talked about those unheard-of dishes and those incredible cooking techniques - all the dishes on the buffet table were harvested without exception.

The praise brought a sweet smile to Elena's lips.

As dishes are picked up faster, the dishes delivered from the Hogwarts kitchen are getting fresher.

The buffet area was filled with the aroma of grilled meat and cheese, mixed with the spicy aroma of stir-fried chili peppers, and the unique fermented flavor of stinky tofu, which inadvertently dispelled the cold chill lingering in the hall.

Amidst the crowds of people, many ghosts who had previously gathered in the center of the dance floor gradually looked over curiously.

However, since the students have not dispersed yet, the ghosts from outside the school are temporarily floating far away outside the dining area. They plan to wait until the children at Hogwarts return to their respective tables, and then take advantage of the break to come and visit.

Just look and leave.

Anyway, it was just to see the dishes and there was no need to disturb the children.

For most ghosts, "no blood in the body" and "unable to eat" are the most disgusting and painful things for them - these signs remind them all the time that they no longer belong to this world.

Of course, not all ghosts are so elegant in their personal etiquette.

A small number of ghosts have also thought about walking among the students, wandering in the food with their mouths open, and filling the emptiness in their souls.

However, usually before they float within three feet of the dining area, a short ghost will suddenly come out from the ground, the table, or the ceiling, and stop in the air in front of them, crossing its legs and staring maliciously.

Hold them.

"Sorry, you can't pass through here-"

It was floating in mid-air, with a grin on its broad, bad-looking face.

Peeves, the legendary "housekeeper" elf of Hogwarts.

Unlike the ghosts around it, it is not pale and transparent.

On the contrary, it was wearing a bright orange-red party hat, which formed a very sharp contrast with the fat ghost with a sad face in front of it, as if an old silent film and a new high-definition projection had come together.

"I just want to pass it from here to try. It won't affect the students' dining."

The chubby ghost smiled bitterly and explained, "You know, we can't touch those foods anyway..."

"Not always."

Peeves grinned happily and turned somersaults in mid-air.

"This is the magical Hogwarts Castle! But before that, you have to play a game with me - very"

"What a mess—"

After listening to Peeves' words, the fat ghost frowned.

He just came to attend the death anniversary party for the sake of "Nearly Headless Nick". He had never encountered such a difficult situation at other ghosts' banquets before - everyone is a ghost, and no one has the right to make things difficult for anyone.

"Shh, I suggest you either don't go there, or you'd better do what Peeves said..."

At this moment, a gentle voice suddenly came from the fat ghost's ear.

He turned his head in confusion and saw a chubby little monk-like ghost saying helplessly.

"It's Peeves, a ghost in Hogwarts who specializes in playing pranks. Even the professors can't do anything about it. If it gets angry, you may be unlucky today...except for the Bloody Baron."

Besides, it's not afraid of anyone in the school. Or you can try asking Mr. Barrow for help. If it's him, he should be able to calm down Peeves."

"Bloody Balor?"

The fat ghost followed the fat monk's guidance and looked over.

The skinny ghost with silver blood stains on his body was still in the middle of the dance floor, surrounded by a large area of ​​​​empty space.

"Uh... let's forget it."

The fat ghost smiled reluctantly and hesitated.

Compared to the vicious gentleman, the mischievous kid in front of me was much easier to communicate with.

"Well, what kind of game are you going to play?" asked the fat ghost.

"It's very simple, truth or dare, truth or dare, you choose one yourself."

Peeves said, excitedly taking out a transparent contract from his arms, his eyes flashing.

"Don't try to cheat, you have to sign a contract..."

Since joining the "Miss Kaslana camp" some time ago, Peeves quickly realized the fun of the most terrifying "devil" in the history of Hogwarts - compared to those ancient prank methods, Elena

She is so good at playing tricks and making things happen. The most wonderful thing is that Elena's plans can still dance on the edge of the rules every time.

The most important thing is that Elena has never been afraid of authority or considered the overall situation.

For example, at tonight's death anniversary banquet, the "task" Peeves received made him particularly happy and fond of it.

[Trouble making trouble in the ghost area is very difficult, and it will embarrass those who plan to come over to 'eat' something.]

You know, this is a request made by the organizer of the death anniversary party.

Elena specifically promised that as long as it does not affect the food on the table, Peeves can play whatever he wants today. If Bloody Barrow and Nearly Headless Nick have any objections, she will help them solve it.

of.

Resident ghost is not just a title, it is also a responsibility.

Elena, who is walking in the four courtyards, has too many ways to put pressure on her, and Bloody Baron also has to give her some face.

"Uh, that's not it. To play a game, you have to...sign a contract?"

The fat ghost's mouth twitched, and he took the contract from Peeves' hand with a wry smile.

Immediately afterwards, the expression on his face suddenly froze.

[Ghost Food-Sweet (Limited to 7/10)]

"Is this true?" the fat ghost asked softly in disbelief.

"Guess, do you want to play games or not? Anyway..." Peeves blinked slyly, pretending to take back the contract.

"Play!"

…

At the same time, on the other side.

Elena and others had already finished taking the dishes and found an empty table to sit down.

"How about it, Myrtle, can you get a taste?"

The girls did not move first, but looked curiously at Myrtle floating aside.

There was a piece of light yellow cheese floating half an inch in front of her face. Under Elena's strong instigation, Myrtle mustered up the courage to open her mouth and stupidly took a bite of the cheese - of course, nothing unexpected happened.

The phenomenon of mold wear was eliminated.

"...Isn't this incredible?"

Myrtle was stunned for several seconds, then suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed softly in disbelief.

Then, she quickly continued to chew hard on the ball of cheese.

But no matter how Myrtle chewed and adjusted the angle, the rich sweet taste did not reappear, as if what just happened was just an illusion.

Before Myrtle could ask, Elena's calm explanation came to her ears.

"Okay, don't bother...you've already finished this piece of cheese."

"Have you finished eating? But——"

Hannah glanced at the piece of cheese still floating in Myrtle's head in confusion.

You haven't even taken a bite yet, so why did you finish it?

"I guess what Elena means is that the part of the ghost dish was eaten. It's like a magic potion. The part that belongs to the magic has worked, and the part that was originally the carrier has returned to its original appearance."

Hermione analyzed knowledgeably. She frowned and looked carefully at the other food on the table.

"The question is, how on earth..."

No matter how she looked, she couldn't find the suspected "ghost element".

From Miss Granger's perspective, apart from looking a little strange, these foods were not much different from the dishes Elena had cooked before, so the secrets were probably hidden in the cooking process and the selection of ingredients.

"Hmm, that's strange. Is there only a moment of sweetness?"

Elena nodded thoughtfully and snapped her fingers lightly.

The next moment, a piece of tofu smeared with red spicy sauce floated up from the plate.

"Then try this this time. Myrtle, lick the edge with your tongue. Don't eat it all in one bite."

"Huh? Okay, I understand."

Myrtle reacted quickly and nodded vigorously.
To be continued...