Chapter 121： Pippy's prank

Chapter 121 Pippi's Prank

"Miss Granger was still talking about you just now?" Pippi floated to Myrtle's ear and said slyly.

"I mean, I mean, you're so beautiful tonight." Hermione quickly turned away and stared at Pi Pigui. If her eyes were magical, Pi Pigui must have been killed several times. .

Myrtle looked suspiciously at Hermione, she didn't believe anyone would say good things to her behind her back.

"You are laughing at me." Thinking of this, Myrtle's tears quickly slipped from her transparent eyes.

She was not in Hogwarts for the first year. She has been at Hogwarts for almost fifty years, unlike other ghosts who lived in Hogwarts after death. She was killed by students at Hogwarts. She hated this place, also hated Hogwarts, and even the students who hated Hogwarts.

"You are still bullying me after I die." Myrtle choked, feeling that she was infinitely wronged. She was also a student of Hogwarts College. But she died at the college, her classmates, students younger than her, generations of students graduated and left.

All students can leave Hogwarts. Only she was laughed at by Hogwarts students when she was alive. After she died, she would still be laughed at by Hogwarts students.

"Absolutely not, really, I just said that you are beautiful today." Hermione explained, elbowing Harry and Ron's ribs fiercely. The two fools didn't know how to explain to her. She took a peek at George again, and he looked indifferent, as if he was happy to see this situation.

"That's what she said, she said you are pretty." Harry gave him a hard hit on the ribs, and his mouth immediately became sharp.

"Ah, yeah." Ron felt that he was hurt internally, and he cried silently. He had said he shouldn't have come.

George didn't speak, so he wouldn't wrong himself to flatter any nasty ghosts. If he was alone, he would take out his wand, mute them all, and drive them away.

"Don't think you can lie to me." Myrtle was crying out of breath, she was so wronged, if she had a way, if she had a place to go, she would leave Hogwarts immediately. She hates the students here, just as the students here hate her.

Pepy Ghost chuckled behind her, he liked to bully Myrtle. Other ghosts are hard to deal with, they are all dead, they have no body. Pippi's methods didn't work in front of other ghosts, but luckily there was Myrtle.

This is the ghost that it can easily bully. She is too fragile, and a little trick can make her cry.

"Do you know how other people talk about you? Fat Myrtle, ugly, spectacles. Myrtle who is crying, Myrtle who is tantrum every day, and Myrtle who has acne. The skin ghost floated around Myrtle, talking these ugly words.

"Ah!" The crying Myrtle finally couldn't listen anymore, she gave a violent cry and ran out of the underground classroom. Pippi happily chased her behind her and hit her with moldy peanuts, which passed through Myrtle's translucent body like a stone.

Pippi smashed and shouted, "Myrtle with pimples, myrtle with tears, everyone hates you and goes crazy."

"Oh, my goodness." Hermione exclaimed sadly, "Pippy is so annoying, his eyes are so bad."

At this time, Nick, who was almost headless, floated over from the crowd, "Have fun?"

"Oh, happy." Everyone pretended to be happy.

"The number of guests here is quite satisfactory." Nick, who was almost headless, said proudly, "I have many friends, and the crying widow came here from all the way from Kent... , Okay, I’m going to give a speech on stage, I’ll go to remind the band to give them a good background music."

At this moment, suddenly, the band stopped playing. They and everyone in the basement became quiet. Everyone looked around excitedly, and there was a sound of hunting horns.

"Oh, bad." Nick, who was almost headless, said with a pained expression.

In the walls of the underground classroom, twelve ghost horses suddenly appeared, each of which was a headless rider. All the people attending the party stood up and applauded warmly.

Harry and the others were about to applaud when they realized that Nick's face was even more ugly, and then they stopped.

The twelve ghost horses rushed into the center of the dance floor, then stopped abruptly, first stood up with their hind feet, and then raised their front hooves to charge. The ghost at the front was a big, burly ghost. His bearded head was clamped under his arm. With a horn blowing, he jumped off his horse.

He raised his head high in the air and looked at everyone condescendingly, causing bursts of laughter.

He tucked his head so-so around his neck, and strode forward to Nick who was almost headless.

"Nick!" he roared gruffly, "Are you okay, are you still hanging on your head?"

He laughed rudely, and patted Nick's shoulder, who was almost headless.

"Welcome to you, Patrick." Nick Pip greeted with a smile.

"Sir!" Mr. Patrick spotted everyone immediately. He pretended to be surprised and jumped high, but when he jumped up, his head fell again. It caused a roar of laughter from the guests.

"Very interesting." Nick, who was almost headless, looked even more ugly. Patrick knew he was stealing the limelight. The saddest thing was that he could never steal him.

"Don't mind Nick!" Mr. Patrick's head yelled on the floor. "We know that you are still brooding about not being able to join the Headless Hunter team, but I want to say, look at him. What the Hunters want?"

"I think Harry saw Nick's encouraging eyes and said immediately, "I think Nick is very scary and funny. "

"Haha." Mr. Patrick's head yelled, "I guess he taught you to say that."

"Attention everyone, now I'm about to start speaking." Nick, who was almost headless, shouted. The **** Patrick is here, and he doesn't want to continue to delay.

He strode to the podium, a cold blue light from the podium focused on him, "I pay tribute to the late Lords, ladies and gentlemen, at this time my heart is so sad and heavy... "

He was brewing feelings and speaking according to the carefully prepared manuscript, but he immediately discovered that no one cared about the latter words.

Mr. Patrick and the members of his headless hunter team are making a lot of noise. They are playing a game of overhead hockey. Everyone turned around to look at them, and no one wanted to hear his speech anymore.

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