louisehourcade Chapter 114 Scary Ghost! Headless Knight
Chapter 114 Scary Ghost! Headless Knight
But the souls of the whole of England can come to your death anniversary this time!"
Braun said with bright eyes.
"No problem at all!
Don't worry, I will tell them the news!"
Nick thought it was a big deal.
After hearing that it was just such a small favor, he agreed without any hesitation.
It's not a big deal.
Watching Nick disappear.
Braun put these away as well.
He returned to the lounge without continuing to stay here.
"Stop messing with your bottles. It's Halloween!"
Zabini looked at Braun who was still swinging the bottle in the alchemy classroom and couldn't help but said.
"It's because of Halloween, I have a big deal to do later.
Braun put down the bottle in his hands helplessly.
This is a spirit storage bottle specially developed by him to trade with those undead.
It is also very simple to make.
Braun was in charge of making the alchemy circuit, while those Homiz were in charge of other steps.
Greatly relieved Braun's stress.
And the only effect of this spirit storage bottle is to store the soul light group extracted by Braun with the soul fruit.
In order to facilitate the use of those undead.
Braun also thoughtfully prepared three sizes for them, large, medium and small.
Larger ones can store a thousand units.
The medium one is a hundred.
The small ones are ten.
As for how low it is.....
He felt that there should not be such poor ghosts.
Want to be a ghost without any capital these days?
"Don't forget to take me with you later!
I've never been to a dinner party for the dead!
It's still Halloween!
It’s such a great atmosphere!”
Sabini said with some expectation.
"Have you forgotten all the disgusting food we saw in the kitchen?
Sometimes I really don't understand you. "
Braun shook his head.
I always feel helpless for Zabini's weird aesthetics.
Isn't the auditorium much more comfortable than the spooky basement?
Professor Flitwick started decorating a long time ago.
I heard that there will be weird sisters coming to the show this year.
How interesting.
Make the last bottle you have on hand and put it in your luggage.
Braun was dragged by Zabini to leave the alchemy professor.
"Okay, Zabini, where are you taking me?"
"Of course it's the auditorium!
We're going to the basement later, why don't we enjoy ourselves in the auditorium now?
This is double the joy!"
Sabini said triumphantly.
‘You will know whether you are happy or unhappy when you go to the basement later!’
Braun looked at the excited Zabini and thought to himself.
Inside the auditorium.
Pumpkin lanterns were flying in the air.
Bats hovered in the classroom with flickering wings.
There are many skull lamps in the corner.
Just tap their skulls, and the skeleton's head can light up.
Then the skeleton's mouth opened and closed with a terrifying cry.
"How did you come here so slowly?"
Daphne and Theodore are already seated.
He waved his hand when he saw Braun approaching.
"Not because of Braun. Keep getting his bottle!"
Sabini ate the food on the table while talking, his voice seemed a little vague.
"Eat, Braun! Otherwise you'll be hungry!"
Braun waved his hand:
"I'll wait until I get back to eat that."
He doesn't think it's a good thing to eat now.
To know.
The food taste of those undead is very pungent.
You may have to spit it out when you eat now.
On the contrary, it is better not to eat.
"Are you really not going? It's a banquet for the dead!"
Shabini couldn't help but invite Theodore and Daphne again.
Both of them shook their heads again and again.
"We can't stand the smell.
Braun can't help it, I think it's better for you to watch the show with us here.
Principal Dumbledore invited the weird sisters to perform this time!"
Daphne said excitedly.
It seems that I am looking forward to the upcoming program.
Sabini hesitated for a while and finally shook his head.
"No! I must see what the banquet of the dead is like!
I bought a special camera for the Daily Prophet!
I'm going to take a picture of this big scene later.
Then show it to everyone!"
Sabini said excitedly.
All three of them couldn't understand Zabini's weird aesthetic.
But he didn't say anything.
After all, Zabini just wants to be happy.
seven o 'clock.
Braun called Zabini to go to the basement classroom.
Sabini seemed very happy along the way.
This is still the case even when you come to the underground corridor.
The magic lamps of yesteryear have all been extinguished.
On the contrary, small black thumb-thick candles lit up on both sides of the corridor.
The flames of the candles were also faintly blue.
Make the atmosphere look extraordinarily gloomy.
"This candle is so interesting! And so is this fire! It's not hot at all!"
Shabini couldn't help but picked up one and put it in his pocket.
"Interesting, the material inside is even more interesting."
Braun said with a smile, but this smile looked a little gloomy under the blue firelight.
"what material?"
Sabini couldn't help being curious too.
"First you need a rotten corpse, then add all kinds of rotten tombs and smash them together..."
Sabini's face became a little ugly.
After all, what Braun said is indeed a bit disgusting.
"By the way! There is one last important step, which is to ensure that there are still maggots wriggling on it.
This will allow the candle to burn longer.
If you don’t believe me, see if there are little white bugs on it?”
Sabini lowered his head subconsciously.
Braun thoughtfully used the fluorescent spell to illuminate him.
Sure enough, under some harsh light, a small white bug slipped into the candle.
Now.
No matter how nervous Zabini was, he couldn't bear it anymore.
The hand that was holding the candle shrank suddenly.
I just felt a surge in my stomach.
He vomited out everything he ate just now.
"You're disgusting Zabini!"
Braun couldn't help complaining.
“Clean and new!”
A piece of food waste that couldn't be seen clearly was cleaned out.
It took another breeze spell to clean up all the smells.
"Isn't it your fault? It's so disgusting!"
Sabini complained dissatisfied.
Taking the handkerchief from Braun, he wiped his mouth and wiped his hands in disgust.
"I don't want it, you keep it for yourself!"
Sabini snorted coldly and stuffed the square scarf into his pocket.
"It's still far away! It will be even more disgusting later, are you sure you want to go?"
Braun reminded again.
But even after what happened just now.
Sabini still did not give up.
"The great Zabini never gave up!"
Looking at the high-spirited Sabine Braun didn't know what to say.
He could only lead the other party with a complicated expression, and walked towards the place where Nick held the banquet.
As the distance to the banquet place is getting tighter.
The air is also getting colder.
However, the robes of both men have been imbued with a constant temperature spell.
It's still tolerable.
"Are you also here for the banquet?"
A voice behind him called.
Turning around, it was Harry and Ron.
There was still a Hermione falling far behind.
"Braun!"
Hermione ran over happily.
"I just said why she insisted on coming.
It turned out to be looking for someone. "
Ron muttered under his breath.
At the same time, don't forget to tighten your clothes.
After all, it's really cold in here!
I knew he wouldn't be here!
"Yes, I have a little business with Nick. Hermione helps me."
Braun replied to Harry with a nod.
Then he turned around and continued walking towards the place where Nick held the banquet.
The two sides did not speak, appearing to be non-interfering with each other.
On the road, I also encountered many ghosts attending the banquet.
They were a little surprised by Braun and the others, but they didn't say anything.
"Crunch crunch..."
The sound of fingernails scratching on the blackboard made everyone's scalps tingle.
"Is this also called music?"
Ron couldn't help complaining.
This time, Zabini did not refute, and seemed to agree with Ron's words.
He felt that it was simply a stimulation to the ears!
It's a betrayal of the music.
"I remember that the aesthetics of undead are the same as that of wizards? Why is there such music?"
Hermione felt her scalp tingle too.
This is really embarrassing and makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Because their feelings and emotions are constantly passing.
Only this stimulating sound can respond to their ears.
'Whispering'!"
Braun cast a voice-shrinking spell on the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, the piercing scratching in everyone's ears became a Mozart serenade.
The elegant rhythm made everyone unable to help being intoxicated.
But soon, the elegant rhythm turned into a harsh scratching sound again.
Let a few people become very uncomfortable.
"Braun what are you doing!"
Sabini couldn't help complaining.
It must be unbearable to listen to the harsh sound after listening to the sinner's music just now.
"Okay, we'll be there soon.
It is impolite to continue using the voice-shrinking spell. "
As he spoke, he carried the box and walked forward.
Hermione also hurriedly followed.
Sabini seemed a little helpless.
While muttering, he didn't stay where he was.
"welcome!
So glad you're here!"
Nick, who was receiving the ghosts, saw Braun and Harry and quickly floated over.
"I'm done sending out invitations.
It's all here!"
Nick said softly.
Braun nodded.
Also followed in.
The classroom has been set up as a banquet hall at this moment.
Countless silver-white souls shuttle here.
In the middle of the classroom, these ghosts are waltzing to the music.
The steps looked extraordinarily elegant.
It can be seen that they should jump less.
The playing band is a group of ghosts with skeletons.
They are playing the violin and some are playing the piano.
………… Ask for flowers…
just sound
The sound is very harsh.
It was obviously colder inside the classroom than outside.
Everyone seemed to have walked into the cold room.
Unprepared, Harry and Ron were shivering from the cold.
"Omg! And food!"
Ron exclaimed.
Run towards the direction of the black curtain.
Zabini raised his camera in anticipation.
He couldn't wait to see Weasley's terrified expression!
"Oh my God!"
'Crack!'
Accompanied by Ron's exclamation.
Sabini also pressed the shutter.
A picture full of horror appeared in his hand.
He even took several consecutive shots because he was not satisfied.
"The food is rotten! Ugh..."
Ron backed away in horror, throwing up.
The table is full of all kinds of food, but the only thing in common is.
The food is all rotten.
Chunks of rotting flesh were placed on silver platters.
And haggis buns infested with maggots.
Green cheese, blackened baked cakes.
Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the huge tombstone cake placed on the entire long table.
It says:
‘Happy four hundredth birthday to Sir Nicholas de Mimsy Poppin!
"I remember Nick was not five hundred years old?"
Harry looked puzzled.
But soon his attention was attracted by a somewhat fat ghost, who was walking across the dining table with his mouth wide open.
It seems to want to feel the taste of these foods.
"How was the game?"
Nick came over after greeting the guests.
His expression looked very happy, which was very different from the gloomy ghosts around him.
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"not bad!"
Ron said perfunctorily.
He was taken aback by the disgusting food.
"That's good!"
Nick looked very happy.
"Everyone is here! There are a lot of people here!
It can be said that I have been dead for so many years, and it is not as lively as it is now.
Just as he was speaking, a horn sounded suddenly.
This made Nick, who was originally happy, look a little distressed.
"I told those guys that there will be a lot of big names today, so don't make too much noise.
Just as he was speaking, twelve ghost horses rushed out from the walls of the underground classroom.
On the back of each horse is a headless horseman.
Their heads were all fastened to the side of the saddle.
"Nick! Are you okay? Why is the cake written wrong? It seems that five hundred years of life has made you a little confused!"
A bearded leader shouted and laughed.
But the guests around did not laugh with him.
"Patrick! I said there were a lot of big names today!"
Nick couldn't help reminding again.
It's just that the other party still doesn't take it for granted.
He also played head catch with his teammates.
"Nick.....I said....We like to be quiet...."
An old voice came from the corner.
There sat an eerie ghost.
His eyes were closed, he was wearing a black wizard robe, and a black toad stood on his shoulder.
There was a strange black mist floating on his body, and he could even faintly hear painful wailing from it.
The moment they saw him, many ghosts took a few steps back in fear.
"Yes, yes my lord. Just a little trouble."
Nick said quickly.
"Trouble? I hate trouble!"
The old wizard spoke indifferently.
The eyes that had been closed all this time also slowly opened to look at the headless horsemen who were playing games noisily.
What kind of eyes are those.
cold!
Emotionless.
Those are the eyes of a snake!
Braun's Sharingan opened naturally.
That strange sense of oppression finally disappeared.
He turned to look at the headless horsemen.
Each one is from silvery white.
turned gray.
Floating in mid-air like a petrified stone statue.
Those ghost horses, like their masters, floated motionless in mid-air.
The undead present were all trembling and motionless.
It seems that he is afraid of being turned into a stone statue by the other party.
"Okay! Get to the point as soon as possible! For wizards, time is our life!"
"I, I see."
Nick swallowed.
Hastily ran onto the stage.
"Hi everyone! Welcome to my death anniversary.
Of course, I think the more important thing is to get a method that can slow down the passage of the soul!"
All the ghosts present nodded.
They were all attracted by Nick's ability to slow the passage of souls.
If it weren't for this temptation.
The moment they saw the old wizard they all ran away!
Who wants to stay with that person!
"A lot of people have noticed a real change in my soul.
Almost back to my 400-year-old appearance.
And that’s why I have to mention one!”
When many ghosts are whispering.
Nick didn't go any further.
Instead, he points to Braun in the crowd.
"Braun Roll!
Genius of the Rohr family!
The youngest alchemist today!"
The eyes of the ghosts all turned to the past. .