The twins put a handful of coins into their pockets, but they didn't know that a complicated look was always following them.
After exiting the Gryffindor lounge, Bill took a long breath. The scene just now made him feel depressed, and even the sweet smell of pumpkin in the air was tinged with a little bitterness.
It is obviously his twenty-second birthday next month, but a trace of frost has already climbed up the temples that once burned like fire.
His younger sister Ginny has already entered school, and Bill knows that he doesn’t have much time left for him.
"Are you okay?"
Aini looked at the depressed man in front of him strangely. He hadn't heard of him having any trouble recently.
"It's not very good... No, I'm very good. Alas, it's not very good either..."
The big man's mouth seemed to be blocked by his beard, and he kept talking intermittently until the end without saying anything.
"Forget it, can you come to my cabin when you have time? I don't know what the problem is."
Ani's eyebrows were raised toward the center. Hagrid rarely looked like this. Could it be that there was something wrong with Norbert and it was not easy to talk about it in public?
"Okay, I'll go back with you after the dinner."
After receiving a positive reply from the other party, Hagrid's expression relaxed a little, and then he happily pointed at the large pumpkin floating in the air, which was as big as a round table.
"Look, Aini. That's my biggest achievement this year. No magic was applied to it, and no growth-promoting potions were used on it."
Hagrid's big furry face was full of pride, but not everyone can make the ground full of nine-foot-wide pumpkins with their craftsmanship.
Although the fertilizer used is a little more valuable...
"Look at that, what a beautiful figure, even Pomona is full of praise for them."
Professor Sprout was a top figure in the farming party, and her recognition made Hagrid very useful. His big face almost made him smile, and with his beard like a steel needle, he looked like a bush waiting for dinner.
Floor-to-ceiling pearls.
More and more little wizards are walking into the auditorium. Senior students have long been accustomed to the castle's Halloween makeup. Thanks to Ani's clean killing of the troll last year, Harry has also experienced a Halloween dinner this year.
The entire process.
On the contrary, many freshmen unconsciously shrank their necks after entering the auditorium.
This year's layout is particularly hellish, with dense clouds gathering and dense ravines above that seem to be connected to the cracks of hell, with electric lights flashing and evil figures constantly coming and going.
The little bats have changed from the cute painting style of the previous Q version. The edges of the dark wings look extremely sharp, glowing with a metallic cold light. Under the scarlet eyes are jagged and sharp fangs.
These little things jump in groups between the electric light and the clouds, and they are indeed worthy of the name of evil spirits.
From time to time, long and eerie sounds can be heard in the auditorium, like wind whistling, whispering, wailing, or crackling. It obviously makes the atmosphere more terrifying, but it also has a strange charm that attracts people.
Listen quietly.
Coupled with the faint flashes of scary gods and monsters, the bone demon, it is very grounded.
Many little wizards were secretly glad that luckily no ghost suddenly appeared somewhere, otherwise it wouldn't be a big deal if they were frightened and screamed. If they didn't control it, for them today would not be Halloween, but a large-scale social event.
Festival.
Even so, the children still feel like someone is always blowing warm and cold air on their collars.
"Shh~sh~~"
Just when many freshmen's faces began to turn pale, a brown-skinned mouse jumped down from the chandelier with Xuan'er in his arms. The classic whistle often seen in western movies resounded through the auditorium, and the jack-o'-lanterns in the sky suddenly began to move.
The flickering fire in the fangs' mouth seems to turn this place into a strange and bizarre demonic realm.
Seeing the atmosphere at the scene is like a wild dog that has escaped the reins and is about to ride towards the underworld...
One, two, three...
Cat heads popped out from the huge and scary pumpkin heads, and the cute little guys instantly changed the tone of the auditorium.
"Meow~"
"Meow meow~"
The soft and waxy meow sound immediately dispelled the weird atmosphere, and the original multi-grayscale perspective returned to normal.
The pupils of all the students present, especially the little witches, will turn into the shape of cats, emitting pink light.
Ani was very satisfied when he saw this. As the general director of the Halloween venue, he has the authority to project on the ceiling.
With his cooperation, the fur babies easily captured a lot of hearts.
Hum, innocent human beings, offer your piety.
Hearing Tom Meow's loud speech, Aini patted his head speechlessly. His son seemed to have entered the second grade of high school.
"Whoosh~bang~"
Sure enough, no matter how beautiful and warm the scene was, it was difficult for Weasley Units 4 and 5 to stop. As the two took the lead in launching the fireworks, their previous customers also started to have fun.
All kinds of fireworks were dancing in the sky, and exploding bats were flying all over the sky. Their embarrassed appearance immediately drove away the remaining atmosphere of terror.
Of course it would be very happy if it was just like this, but not only the bats were frightened by the fireworks, but also the cats that got into the pumpkins and no longer showed their heads...
Then the whole audience, including the girls in Gryffindor House, all glared angrily at the little male lions who had no sense of self-consciousness.
Those above are not just cute cats, they are [their] cute cats.
Human emotions are extensible, and Aiwujiwu is a good example.
During the last school year, the image of Ani holding the cat was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so after the start of this year, the number of cats in Hogwarts suddenly increased from three to seventeen.
Cats have taken over half of the girls' dormitory of Hogwarts, and those on the pumpkin are the conquerors from afar.
And in the two months since school started, those girls who don’t have cats in their dormitories are regretting it.
Hey, let’s learn about the friendship between girls who are transparent, innocent, and never show off.
It is conceivable that there is no need to wait until next year. When they return to school at Christmas at the latest, the cats will definitely occupy the female dormitory of Hogwarts.
"A very good idea, very good."
Hearing the sound coming from the side, Hagrid quickly stood up sideways.
"Principal Dumbledore."
The big man scratched his hair honestly and was always grateful to Old Dengtou Hagrid.
"Sit down, Hagrid. The old man is just strolling around, don't let me disturb you."
Seeing the young male lion being attacked by a group of people, the old Gryffindor smiled sincerely.
When he first came to Hogwarts as a vocational teacher, it was almost impossible for such a situation to occur. The atmosphere in the school at that time was much more serious than it is now, and Professor McGonagall could be considered gentle and amiable at that time.
Dumbledore always believed that everything has the inertia towards perfection, it only depends on whether the external influence is positive or negative.
The scene before him once again proved that he was not the one who created obstacles in the development of Hogwarts over the past few decades.
The old man's eyes suddenly lost focus, as if he had focused his attention elsewhere.
When Ani noticed the abnormality and looked over, Dumbledore had returned to normal. As soon as their eyes met, a thought arose in the old principal's mind——