Halloween is here.
Aaron sat in the newly decorated auditorium and looked at the pumpkin lanterns floating in the air with interest.
The research on the golden apple potion has been completed, and the final effect it achieved is very good. After Aaron's own testing, within half an hour of drinking this magic potion, the effectiveness of the spell cast will be about 30% higher than usual.
Moreover, this is only when Aaron only drank a small sip. If he takes a sufficient amount to maximize the effect of the potion, the increase can reach at least 50%.
At present, he has published his paper in "Practical Potion Master" and the relevant patent application is in place, and he will get a reply soon.
This was the first potion he had released to the public. At this time, he had no idea what kind of reputation and influence this potion would bring to him.
As for now, he can relax for a while.
The Halloween dinner was decorated very grandly:
The dome was deliberately set to look like dark clouds, with ferocious faces looming in it. There were only two colors left in the entire auditorium: the eerie black of the clouds and the warm, bright yellow of the pumpkin lanterns.
A thousand bats flapped their wings and flew over the dining table, with dense dark clouds following behind them. Occasionally, bright lightning flashed through the dark clouds, but instead of rain, colorful candies fell all over the sky. .
There are no ghosts present at this year's Halloween dinner, as they all have to attend the 500th anniversary party of Nearly Headless Nick's death.
Perhaps to make up for this shortcoming, Dumbledore specially invited a skeleton dance troupe to perform - their dancing skills are so great that every bone in the body can be removed individually to perform a wonderful and beautiful dance. .
Among them was a skeleton named Brooke. He wore a black silk bowler hat, a decent little suit, and held a cane. It was obvious at a glance that he was a polite gentleman.
It showed off its singing voice and presented a song of "Binx's Wine" to everyone. Everyone clapped along with its rhythm, and the atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became lively.
Aaron couldn't help but hum along. In the cheerful music, the skeletons performed a unique tap dance - their hands and feet left their torsos, and they performed smooth and graceful dance steps rhythmically.
The little wizards all burst into laughter, and the professors were not spared either: Dumbledore's long silver beard was trembling with laughter, and Flitwick happily marked the beat for the dance group.
Aaron and Lockhart were sitting together. Aaron was smiling happily, but at this moment, Lockhart's standard, noisy voice sounded in his ears again:
"Ah, I have seen this dance troupe, Sir Death! If I were to direct them, they would definitely be able to dance more perfectly."
"Of course, I'm not showing off my musical talent - in fact, it's only an insignificant part of my many abilities. Being able to sing can't drive away a vicious werewolf!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, several professors nearby reacted immediately. Their expressions seemed to be saying one thing:
I know Halloween is here, but there’s no need for you clown to jump out so soon!
Fortunately, Dumbledore came to the rescue: he placed a plate of black pudding in front of Lockhart:
"Come on, Gilderoy, eat more."
"Oh, thanks."
Lockhart happily took the black pudding and turned to bother Dumbledore...
After the performance, the skeletons took off their heads like gentlemen taking off their hats, held them with two slender hand bones, and bent down to salute everyone.
This undoubtedly aroused another round of loud and warm applause in the auditorium. When George and Fred stood up, they set off a few fireworks on the dome, which pushed the warm atmosphere to the extreme.
The skeleton dance troupe exited in an orderly manner, and this cheerful dinner was coming to an end.
…
The joys and sorrows of people are not the same.
While there was great joy in the auditorium, in the cold and devoid of comfort in the basement...
The three Harroch children are attending a ghost's 500th death anniversary party.
If you were a ghost who had been dead for five hundred years, and you held a celebration party for the anniversary of your death, your friends came from all over the country to attend, and there were even three living people willing to be there to celebrate.
This may not be the ultimate sorrow, but it will definitely make you feel happy.
However, if you are a living person, then you probably won’t be so happy at a celebration of ghosts:
It's as cold as a cold room here, and the surrounding layout has no consideration for living people at all - this is normal, no living person with a right mind would come to a ghost party.
Only rotten food was served at the banquet: green cheese, rotten meat, maggot-stuffed lamb tripe, and cakes that had been baked to a crisp.
Nearly headless Nick delivered his speech on the stage. The three little ones sat under the stage, and ghosts passed by them one after another. From these ghosts, they swore that they had seen everything possible in the world. Way to die.
A ghost lifted his head and kicked it up with his legs. His head immediately flew up.
The ghost's playing skills are obviously very good. His hands, elbows, knees, and legs work closely and dexterously. The head is flying up and down on his body, and he is still sticking out his tongue playfully. There is no doubt that this playing skill is better than that of Dongfang. Men's soccer teams in big countries are much better.
Everyone applauded one after another and kept saying that it was a good job. Let's do another one.
Then another head flew up.
"Headless Horseman! Salute to everyone on behalf of the Headless Hunters!"
The ghost of the show bowed politely to everyone.
But Nick, who was almost headless, was very unhappy. The headless horseman's performance attracted everyone's attention, so that no ghost was willing to listen to his emotional but smelly and long speech.
The three little ones were also very unhappy because the Headless Horseman accidentally passed through their bodies during the performance, which made them feel a chill in their bones.
Harry began to feel annoyed as to why he had agreed to attend this party with Nick.
Hermione regretted so much that Peeves shouldn't have heard her when she spoke, so much so that she got angry and ran away from Moaning Myrtle.
Ron was hungry and wanted to eat.
"let's go."
After being used as a goal by a head and passing through it three times in a row, Harry finally couldn't stand it any more, and he suggested to Harry and Hermione in a low voice.
Hermione nodded: "I haven't finished the homework assigned by Professor Custer. I don't know if it's too late to go back now."
Ron also nodded: "The banquet is not over yet, we can go up now and have dessert in time."
The three of them hit it off immediately, so after the band played another burst of weird, taunting, and disturbing music, the three of them quietly left the cold and cold basement while Nick wasn't paying attention.
