Regarding the death anniversary party for the undead, Tom commented that it is a rare experience in life and must be experienced once. Of course, experiencing it once is enough. The world of the dead is very different from the living. If we must let
If Tom chooses, he would like to ask——
“Can I bring my own food?”
This is what he cares about most, because the undead's definition of food is a bit different from that of ordinary people. Let him give up the Halloween dinner with lights and colorful decorations, shining candlelight, and tempting food on the gold plate to attend the death anniversary party.
It was really difficult, not to mention that he personally organized the party.
Nick was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Yes, I actually forgot about this. Remember to bring some food. What we eat is a little different from what you eat."
Since you can bring your own food, Tom will naturally go, because as he said, participating in the death anniversary party of the deceased is a very rare experience. It may only happen once in a lifetime. If you don't experience it, you may regret it for a long time - this is
It's better to regret it for a month than to regret it for the rest of your life. But he had to go a little later because he had to attend the opening ceremony of the Halloween party.
"That's great, I'll go there." Tom accepted the invitation, and Harry nodded happily.
"One more thing, do you want to come to the auditorium to celebrate Halloween together?" Tom made a somewhat tempting suggestion, "A Halloween dinner would be perfect if there are ghosts!"
Nick's face showed a look of struggle and hesitation, and it was obvious that he was quite moved by the suggestion, but in the end he rejected Tom, "We who are dead are really not suitable to appear on that occasion...even if it is Halloween,
You will understand after attending one of my parties."
After making an appointment, they went their separate ways and went about their own business: Nick had to prepare for his banquet, Harry had to hurry back to the lounge, and Tom had to go to Professor McGonagall for a pumpkin.
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When Tom found Professor McGonagall, she was transforming a suit of armor so that it could suddenly sing when pedestrians walked by.
"Pumpkin lanterns? I don't have any extra ones here. If Hagrid doesn't have any, you can go to the kitchen and ask for some pumpkins." Professor McGonagall took out a small bag, but when it was flipped, the bag made a loud noise that was different in size.
There was a matching sound, and she rummaged around and found that the pumpkin she had taken earlier had also been used up.
"Okay then." Tom could only run to the kitchen. The pumpkins in Hagrid's place had all been transformed into giant pumpkins. If he wanted to find ordinary pumpkins as big as two fists, he could only go to the Hogwarts kitchen.
Tom owns the location of the Hogwarts kitchen. However, he did not publicize it widely. If too many people knew about the location, it would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble for the house elves there - they did not know how to refuse, and some
Little wizards also don’t know what it means to be temperate and respect the fruits of other people’s work.
Tom went down the stairs and arrived near the Hufflepuff lounge on the basement floor. He turned to a stone staircase and followed it to a wide stone corridor. There were many torches in the corridor, illuminating the surrounding area.
It was very bright. As he approached this corridor, Tom's stomach couldn't help but growl, because it was decorated with greedy pictures everywhere, mainly depicting all kinds of food.
Tom walked to a painting, which showed a huge silver bowl filled with fruit. He stretched out his index finger and gently scratched the green, juicy big pear. The pear chuckled.
It squirmed and turned into a green doorknob. Tom grabbed it, opened the door at once, and walked in.
Behind the door is a large room with a high ceiling, which has the same layout as the upper auditorium. In the middle are four wooden tables that are exactly the same as those of the four major colleges in the auditorium. This place must be filled with delicacies during dinner time, and then pass through
The magic was transmitted to the matching table above. Different from the auditorium, there were many gleaming copper pots and basins piled beside the stone wall, and there was a large brick fireplace corresponding to the teacher's seat.
A short figure ran towards him quickly, and bowed respectfully to him after arriving in front of him.
He is a house elf. He has a pair of big green eyes like ping pong balls, a nose as slender as a pencil, and a pair of bat-shaped ears. His fingers and feet are very slender.
He wore a tea towel with the Hogwarts crest on it. Like hundreds of other house elves here, he wore the tea towel as a robe and as a uniform.
"Is there anything I can do to help you? Honorable Professor Lockhart." the house elf asked seriously.
"I need a hundred pumpkins, as big as two fists, to help me deliver them to the auditorium."
"Yes, sir!" He bowed to Tom again and curtsied.
He snapped his fingers, and Tom saw hundreds of pumpkins flying into the sky in the warehouse, sinking into the ceiling and disappearing.
"Professor Lockhart would you like a midnight snack?" he asked loudly in a high-pitched voice.
"OK."
Before he finished speaking, two house elves hurried up carrying a large silver tray with a teapot, a cup, a plate of fresh meat sandwiches and a plate of kebabs.
When Tom left, he was carrying a bag filled with cream puffs, pies, sandwiches and kebabs.
Back in the auditorium, Tom saw a hundred pumpkins piled neatly on the Ravenclaw table. He took out his wand and started making jack-o-lanterns.
After more than an hour, Tom carved the pumpkin lanterns and installed a candle in each lamp, which can emit warm light when lit.
"Girod, how are the preparations?" Professor McGonagall walked in from outside the door, "Do you need my help?" Seeing the jack-o-lanterns piled on the table, Professor McGonagall praised: "It looks really good.
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She waved her magic wand, and hundreds of jack-o-lanterns flew up one after another, landing neatly and orderly on the dining tables of each college.
【Anniversary Celebration (Act 3) Completed】
After taking a look at the layout of the auditorium, Professor McGonagall was very satisfied, "I also have a notebook here that records my experience in transfiguration. If you need it, take it."
Professor McGonagall left a brown-covered notebook on the table and drifted away.
Tom picked up the notebook.
[Professor McGonagall’s Charms Notes (four stars): Minerva McGonagall’s understanding of Transfiguration, the notebook itself still has room for improvement, and careful study will be of great benefit to the improvement of Transfiguration]
It was getting late at this time, so Tom put away his notes and went back to the office to rest - he also wanted to read a book and finish his thesis. He planned to start watching McGonagall and Flirty after completing the work at hand in two days.
Professor Wei's notes, break through the levels of Charms and Transfiguration.
Although it is unlikely that Filch will go out on night patrol tonight - he is sick and needs to rest, but the young wizards do not know this, they still maintain their inertia and never step out of the common room door during curfew time
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At this time, in the Ravenclaw girls' dormitory, several good friends were chatting about one another.
"He~Min~Min~" Su Li had finished washing at this time and was sitting slumped in an armchair wearing a nightgown. The smell of salted fish on his body seemed to be overflowing, "How is your paper writing going?
ah?"
"I finished writing, and I plan to take it to the professor tomorrow." Hermione was combing her hair with a delicate silver comb. Today she went to find Tom. After knowing that Tom was going to decorate the auditorium, she didn't bother him anymore, but was in the library.
She spent a day in the library and finished the paper Tom assigned her.
At this time, after a busy day, she took off her heavy wizard robe and coat, as well as her shoes and socks, leaving only a few close-fitting clothes, exposing a large area of white and tender skin. However, she did not
Don't worry, after all, this is a girls' dormitory, and the roommates are all real girls - although they are more lustful than the boys.
"Fuck!"
"What?"
"Finished writing?!"
After hearing the explosive news, the roommates were so frightened that they jumped up from their chairs and beds.
Some of them hadn't even written an outline! Turns out, Hermione had already finished the first draft!
"Who are you in a group with?" Su Li frowned and noticed something unusual: She remembered that she didn't see Hermione's name when filling out the form? Her roommate had not heard of anyone who was in the same group as Hermione.
Group.
"I'm in a group by myself."
The rest of the roommates were shocked when they heard this: How could she finish writing her thesis so quickly alone? Hermione was beyond the comprehension of ordinary wizards.
Sue Lee's focus is slightly different: alone? In other words... because Yodel is in the hospital, Hermione would rather work in a group by herself than work on a project with others?
Hit it, hit it! After thinking about this, Su Li had an intracranial orgasm in her brain. Her face turned red and she let out a strange "Hey hey hey" laugh, as if she had a sudden seizure.
It's like a nasty disease.
Hermione glanced at this strange roommate, and really couldn't understand her brain circuit. She jumped off the stool, ran to the bed with her bare feet, put on her dog-head slippers, and ran to the bathroom to wash up.
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"Sorry," Hermione finished washing up and almost bumped into a staggering figure when she came out of the girls' bathroom. The figure ignored her and opened the door directly and walked into the bathroom.
Hermione recognized her. She remembered that the girl was a freshman, and her name seemed to be...Victoria?
Hermione shook her head, "That kid looks very bad," she thought.
"Please...please let me go..." As soon as she entered the bathroom, Victorique suddenly collapsed on the floor and started crying. She was extremely scared these days: large sections appeared in her memory.
The time I spent sleeping was getting longer and longer every day. Sometimes I felt like I had already gotten up, but my body was out of my control.
The most terrifying thing happened. She wanted to tell Professor Flitwick about her changes today, but she lost control of her body as soon as she stood up.
No matter how slow she is, she still understands that she is in trouble.