Chapter 96： ghost and singer

Chapter 96 Female Ghost and Singer

With a "poof", a ball of mud bypassed the students blocking the way at a tricky angle, and hit the marble slab in front of Filch.

The administrator, Filch, was staring at the mud in front of him, his face suddenly turned ugly, and there was an aura of staying away from idlers.

Albert and Lee Jordan also noticed the changes in the corridor, stopped, and looked towards the source of low air pressure with other students.

Filch turned his head stiffly and looked in the direction where the mud ball was flying, only to find another mud ball as big as a thumb flying towards him.

Filch hurriedly dodged sideways, his gaze stayed on the position where he was just standing for a moment, then he suddenly pushed aside the crowd in the corridor, and chased in the direction where the mud ball flew.

The momentum of swearing not to give up until the culprit is caught, caused the surrounding students to cast surprised glances at Filch's back, and several students even prepared to follow behind to watch the fun.

Other students wondered who threw the mudball at Filch.

In the opposite direction from Filch's pursuit of the prisoner, the twins appeared at the corner and waved at Albert and the two with happy smiles on their faces.

"How is it?" Fred and George just appeared from a nearby secret passage, while Albert raised his index finger and made a quiet gesture.

Yes, it was the Weasley brothers who had just thrown mudballs at Filch, borrowing the winged slingshot Albert had found in the Room of Requirement, using mudballs they had just picked up from herbalism class, mixed with Crazy Moon Beast's excrement soil.

Of course, the twins were not aiming at Filch, but the marble slab under his feet, however, anyone who looked at it thought the mud ball was thrown at Filch.

Now, the furious Filch chased after him, but he couldn't find anything, and he didn't know if someone would have suffered an inexplicable disaster.

After returning to the lounge, several people immediately went to take a hot shower. When they got off after changing their clothes, they heard someone talking about Filch. The administrator was looking for the culprit in a panic.

"Wonderful, really wonderful!" The smile on Fred's face became wider, as if nothing pleased him more than watching Filch deflate.

"Eat quietly." Albert glanced at them, raised his head and nodded to Filch in the corner of the hall to remind him.

Albert didn't eat much for lunch, and there will be a grand Halloween banquet in the evening.

However, Filch's matter made the whole afternoon of several people happy.

Professor Broad of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class also knew that everyone didn't have much time to listen to the class, so he told interesting stories to everyone all afternoon.

For example, in the mid-fifteenth century, a duo earl was about to fight a child who was suspected of being a witch. He was riding a horse and holding a lance, and was about to stab the boy to death with a single shot. In the end, he bumped into the iron armor curse released by a certain witch. On this day, his whole body was fractured, his head was seriously injured, and finally he became a mentally handicapped earl.

This story immediately aroused everyone's interest in the Iron Armor Curse, but the professor said that this spell would not be available until the senior year, which disappointed most people.

"Is it difficult? By the way, doesn't Albert know this spell?" Lee Jordan muttered suspiciously. His voice was not loud, but many people heard it, which attracted a lot of suspicious people to Albert. look.

Albert just smiled, neither admitting nor denying, anyway, you can guess for yourself!

The Halloween banquet at night quickly dispelled everyone's remnants. When they walked into the hall, they were immediately attracted by the halloween decorations in the auditorium.

The twelve huge pumpkins in the vegetable garden behind Hagrid's hut were carved into big lanterns, and two or three students could even sit inside.

A swarm of bats flitted across the enchanted ceiling, occasionally circling over the dining table, making the candle flames flicker in the little pumpkin's belly.

Before the banquet began, Dumbledore first invited the famous witch singer Celestina Warbeck to present a song "Children, Return the Bludger and Throw the Quaffle".

Albert, who was sitting at the table, was dumbfounded. He didn't have much appreciation for the songs of this era. Although he felt that the witch singer's voice had a unique appeal, he couldn't compete with other singers anyway. people on the same channel.

When everyone is getting high, I feel awkward in my seat alone, feeling old and embarrassed.

Sanna on the other side of the table was in a similar situation to him, and she was also dumbfounded.

Fortunately, the song didn't last too long. In the end, the witch singer and his assistants temporarily left the stage amidst the enthusiastic applause of the crowd.

"Why don't you respond, don't you like Celestina Warbeck's music?"

"Very contagious music." Albert organized his limited vocabulary carefully. In fact, he wanted to say whether you guys went crazy just now, but after thinking twice, he swallowed this sentence back to avoid being famous. Overwhelmed by unidentified objects for fans.

"Really, Shanna." He looked at the witch opposite.

"It's wonderful music." Shanna, who also came from the Muggle world, couldn't appreciate this style of music, so she just smiled reluctantly in the face of Albert's question.

"You don't seem to like Celestina Warbeck's tunes." Angelina had a sly gleam in her eyes.

"Well, there's no such thing, I just...don't listen to music very often." Albert replied vaguely after swallowing the cut beef, "By the way, I thought you were also intoxicated by this wonderful music It's here, I didn't expect..."

"Ahem!" Angelina gave a dry cough, and hurriedly buried her head in her food, while Aliya next to her shook her head unobtrusively.

"My whole family is a Warbeck fan, and our family likes to play her songs during festivals." Fred said indistinctly while stuffing chicken legs into his mouth.

"Yes." George echoed, "I heard that there is a female ghost in Celestina Warbeck's team, and they often perform together. I wonder if I can see that female ghost here."

"Female ghost?"

This topic quickly aroused everyone's interest.

"Are you sure it's a female ghost?" Albert raised his eyebrows and asked, "A female ghost is a dark creature. It is said that hearing her cry is fatal."

"Centina Warbeck is the most popular singer in the UK. It is said that she graduated from Hogwarts." Li Jordan said: "However, the rumors about the female ghost are true. My mother likes the song with the female ghost very much. chorus song."

"How do you know." Shanna asked curiously, "Besides, her female ghost companion didn't show up here today?"

"Principal Dumbledore will definitely not allow female ghosts to appear in Hogwarts, it will scare many timid students." Albert recalled the introduction to female ghosts in "Dark Power: Self-Defense Guide", "Women The ghost has long black hair that falls to the ground, a face like a skeleton, and green light in his eyes."

"Is that something?"

Suddenly, I don't know who asked.

"What does it look like?"

"In the stands..."

Albert looked sideways towards the stage, his expression froze immediately, the fried potato in his hand slipped from his hand before he could put it into his mouth, and with a jingle, it fell onto the plate together with the fork.

That's right, the thing on the stage is really similar to what Albert just traced.

There is a head of black hair mopping the floor, a face like a skeleton, and green light in his eyes, yes, it is a female ghost.

She opened her mouth wide, and suddenly, a weird scream echoed in the auditorium.

At the moment the scream sounded, the musical accompaniment also sounded, and the two voices were subtly mixed together, and Celestina Warbeck, an old witch singer, was holding a long golden Microphone, start singing ecstasy.

If you use Albert's words, this man is singing with all his might. However, the female ghost's scream was not as sharp and piercing as in the legend, but was successfully integrated into the soundtrack and became part of the whole song.

However, the most admirable dancer was the dancer who danced with the female ghost. Albert wondered how the other party could overcome the psychological pressure brought by the female ghost.

After the song ended, even Albert couldn't help applauding with everyone. It wasn't that he understood the song, but that he admired the group of guys on the stage. Fantastic song.

Celestina Warbeck's third song begins at the end of the Halloween party. After everyone learned the name of the song and added "You Stole My Pot, But You Can't Get My Heart", it aroused a very enthusiastic response, and the applause almost knocked the roof off.

"Is this song famous?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"very famous."

"My mother always wanted to go to her live concert, but the tickets were often sold out at the beginning, (the ticket price of her concert often multiplied and skyrocketed on the black market), it is said that when Celestina Warbeck just The release of 'You Stole My Pot, But You Can't Get My Heart', fans flocked to the concert so desperately that it caused three broomsticks to collide," explained Fred. .

"Oh." Albert just said "Oh." Since he doesn't pursue stars himself, he sees it very lightly in this regard. Of course, Albert was very curious about the charm of this song, so he quickly pricked up his ears and listened carefully:

You think you're a good wizard, you got me over with a spell

But guess what, Mister Wizard, you don't really know me

You think you're super smart, but you're actually a liar

…

you stole my pot

and the toad in the pond

Crystal bottle for memory

…

You stole my pot, but you can't get my heart!

(her heart!)

After the singing ended, Albert was still in a daze.

Honestly speaking, the song is really not that good, or this is the style of the magic world, and I can't appreciate it after all. And, since there is no female ghost soundtrack, this song is not even as good as the previous one. At that moment, Albert felt that he could no longer face the aesthetics of the magic world.

Seeing that several people around were applauding vigorously, Albert also pretended to applaud, and there were waves of shouts in his ears. However, this short-term confusion was quickly calmed down by Dumbledore.

Celestina Warbeck left, leaving Hogwarts with her team and the ghost.

The Halloween party ended with a sound of regret. Albert followed the surging crowd back to the Gryffindor lounge.

Along the way, he heard many people talking about female ghosts.

"Tell me, how many people will have nightmares today?" Mark put his arm around Albert's shoulder and asked with a half-smile.

"I don't know. But, I think it's amazing, isn't it a bold idea?" Albert didn't care about Mark's joke, and waved at Mario and the others: "I think when they formed a circus , you can invite Peeves to join."

"What a brilliant idea." Mark blinked and smiled, "By the way, you haven't come to training for a long time."

"Isn't this busy?" Albert was very surprised at the way Mark changed the subject, "The homework can never be finished, and, besides, I need to participate in the transformation club every week."

"Charlie wants you to take over his Seeker position." Mark said directly: "To be honest, there is really no one in Gryffindor who can take over this position."

"Ahem, maybe next year, or the year after, there will be even more powerful people." Albert noticed Mark's expression of "do you believe it?" and said helplessly: "Well, if it is true There is no suitable one... let’s talk about it later.”

"You are very suitable to be a ball seeker." Charlie appeared out of nowhere, smiled and patted Albert on the shoulder.

Everyone will be optimistic about Albert. In fact, during a friendly Quidditch match, Albert actually caught the Snitch before Charlie. This made Charlie think that Albert was very suitable to be his successor.

After all, in the Quidditch game, the Seeker is very important, almost deciding the outcome of a game.

"You know, I play Quidditch purely for fun." Albert, who was caught between the two, looked helpless.

"Playing Quidditch will not prevent you from becoming a good wizard. Professor McGonagall was also a good Seeker when she was young. See, she is better than anyone else in transfiguration. But you How could her favorite student not know how to play Quidditch?"

Yes, Albert is Professor McGonagall's favorite student, at least some people think so.

Although Albert was very happy to hear what Charlie and the others said, he actually understood why Charlie and the others cared so much about this matter.

No way, Gryffindor hasn't won the Quidditch Championship for several years.

Albert didn’t really care about this, because after Charlie graduated, there would be Harry Potter, the head of the tank, and Potter would naturally be the Seeker.

Yes, please call him: Harry Potter.

Although in Albert's eyes, he is a scapegoat.

"Ah!" Albert sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand to cover a yawn, then picked up the pillow next to him and smacked at the Weasley brothers who were tap dancing and singing tuneless songs in the dormitory.

Merlin's beard, is this the sequelae of the legendary concert?

Actually, it’s no wonder the two are excited. It’s really rare to hear Celestina Warbeck’s concert live.

"By the way, shall we go on a night tour?" George suggested.

"Another day, throw the pillow over." Albert raised his hand to take the pillow thrown over by Fred, covered up another yawn, and lay back under the covers. He was prone to sleepiness after eating.

(end of this chapter)