Hogwarts: This fairy tale is too eerie

When the violin, with its high-pitched whiskers, began to play.

Draco Malfoy is in the prize display room on the third floor, almost directly below, happily waiting for the famous Harry Potter to take the bait!

Thinking back to the humiliation he suffered this afternoon, Malfoy wished he could throw Harry into a horde of Dementors and reunite him with his foolish parents as soon as possible!

"You like sticking up for your classmates, huh? For that crybaby Longbottom! You're lucky you weren't expelled!" Malfoy muttered angrily, a smirk playing on his lips. "But this time, even Professor McGonagall can't protect you!"

The honor of the Malfoy family is inviolable!

Even if the other party has some connection with the terrifying demon king, Grimm, it's the same!

Besides, Thor is going to be locked up tonight, so how could I possibly care about his affairs?

"The mountains are high and the demon king is far away. No matter how powerful Thor is, how could he possibly do anything to me through the solitary confinement cell? Ha, not even a thought!"

Malfoy was full of confidence, believing that everything was in perfect order!

He has already challenged Harry to a duel, which will take place tonight in the prize room.

"I'm not going to keep my promise, you idiot!" Malfoy smugly declared. "I've already told that Squib administrator, you're just waiting to be caught and fired! 'Boom!'"

And I, the noble Malfoy, will witness this incredibly delightful scene!

He couldn't help but hum as he thought about how he would later boast to others about his glorious feat of "Malfoy cleverly taking down Scarface."

Just then, he heard footsteps approaching from afar, and his eyes lit up instantly!

coming!

Next, the moment will come when the Squib Warden catches Harry Potter and packs them all up and throws them away!

Malfoy moved stealthily, intending to hide and watch the show.

Suddenly, I heard a burst of applause from above...?

The applause was enthusiastic, as if it were the opening of a stage, suddenly erupting in the quiet night.

?

Malfoy paused, looked up in confusion, and felt a chill run down his spine. He muttered, "Are they crazy? Who's having a party and putting on a show here in the middle of the night? Those damned ghosts should be expelled from the school—"

next second.

"Whoosh—"

A brightly colored curtain with mixed blocks of colors suddenly closed in front of me.

Darkness descends—no, should we say "light descends"? Vibrant blocks of color fill the field of vision; all that can be seen is the curtain that is about to be drawn back.

Immediately afterwards, the musical notes began to play.

It was as if the bow was lightly touching the strings, or as if the claws were stroking the beard.

Light and cheerful music suddenly began, and amidst enthusiastic applause, the curtain slowly rose—

As if a cat, dog, chicken, and donkey had been forcibly fused together, a deformed monster made of white bones appeared behind the curtain.

With its jaw agape and its hollow eye sockets scattered across its head, it gazed with immense pleasure at the "audience" outside the curtain.

The mouth opens and closes, moving up, down, left, and right, uttering four harmonious sounds:

【First Movement: Dance of the Skeletons】

"Ah, ahh...?"

Malfoy trembled with confusion and fear, making incoherent sounds.

He waved his hands wildly, his eyes wide open and unfocused, yet sparkling with a brilliant and bright light!

What happened? What's going on? How could things have suddenly turned out like this?

Was he...was he dreaming?!

"Clang!"

Malfoy crashed into the large glass case containing the trophies, knocking the glittering trophies over and making a loud bang!

But Malfoy didn't care at all; only one thought occupied his mind—

Die, die, die! !

"Help, help me—"

Before he could finish speaking...

"Knock knock!"

Accompanied by two soaring chords, as if a skeletal hand had suddenly emerged from the grave, a delicate yet shrill singing voice rang out:

【Clatter clatter clatter clatter! Death is in sync~】

With a snap, Malfoy's flustered movements froze, as if he had been suddenly frozen in place.

at the same time.

Harry ran in too, and immediately spotted Malfoy standing motionless in front of him!

Behind him followed Ron, who had come to duel with him, Hermione, who had chased after him, and Neville, who had unfortunately forgotten his dormitory password and was locked out.

"Malfoy!"

Harry lowered his voice and fiercely pulled out his wand!

Hermione, however, frowned, sensing that something was amiss.

How strange... When they arrived, they almost bumped into the administrator, Filch, and heard a loud bang.

"I thought this duel was a trap, but Malfoy actually showed up?"

Hermione stopped in her tracks, nervously glancing around, suspecting that others might be lurking nearby.

But then, Malfoy suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Harry with great fighting spirit!

"So proactive!" Harry exclaimed in surprise, even starting to think differently of Malfoy. "I didn't expect him to be someone who dares to speak his mind and act on it—but why does his expression look so contorted?"

Their facial features were all contorted in anger; it didn't look like students playing around, but rather like they were really fighting to the death.

If the room hadn't been so dark, Harry could have seen that Malfoy's face was not only contorted, but his nose and tears were all smeared together.

Help! Help me!

The rousing, joyful music, like that of a dance party, continued to play.

[Heel strikes the tombstone, Death plays its midnight dance!]

"Bang!"

A beam of red light shot out from the tip of Malfoy's wand and, amidst gasps of surprise, struck the glass case not far away, causing shards to shatter and scatter everywhere!

"Spellcasting without incantations? How is that possible?!"

"Watch this! 'Same'—'Same'? Cough! They'll all be petrified!"

[Tsk tsk tsk tsk! A white skeleton darts through the shadows, wrapped in a large shroud!]

With a whoosh, Malfoy dodged the attack with a nimble backbend that almost defied the limits of human physical ability!

"Snap!"

Harry thought he heard a sound like a bone being dislocated.

But it was dark, and he couldn't see the expression on Malfoy's face. He just stared in shock!

Holy crap, Malfoy's serious! He's putting in this much effort!

Harry felt a surge of admiration, raised his wand, and shouted, "Alright! I'm getting serious too! *Grinning face*"

[Crackling and popping! Everyone's jumping and bouncing, the dancers' bones are cracking!]

"Whoosh!"

Malfoy was suddenly launched into the air, his limbs flailing wildly and rapidly, like a mad dancer, his wand shooting out red light continuously with a series of thuds!

"Holy crap! Malfoy can fly! That's awesome! When did he learn to fly?!"

"Flying my foot!!"

Hermione shouted sharply, and couldn't help but give those two idiots a hard flick on the forehead each!

"This is clearly possession! Didn't you hear Malfoy's bones are about to break?!"

"I... I thought it was some kind of special dueling technique..."

With Hermione rolling her eyes, Harry and Ron lowered their heads in remorse and remained silent.

"And you! Neville!" Hermione whirled around, frowning as she shouted, "Can you stop hiding there trembling? Have some courage, will you? Are you even a Gryffindor?!"

"I...I...I'm sorry..."

Upon hearing the reprimand, Neville's round body trembled even more violently, and he involuntarily thought of his terrifying grandmother.

He stammered, gripping his wand tightly, curling up, his face flushed with shame and disappointment.

Anyway, I really don't deserve to be in Gryffindor... QAQ

"Ugh!"

Hermione sighed heavily, completely oblivious to Neville's change in expression.

Her strong-willed nature even made her feel a sense of pride and self-satisfaction in this situation.

—Look at these students from wizarding families, what about them?

I am indeed better than them!

Hermione: "We've made such a commotion, and Filch, the warden, hasn't even come over. He must have been infected too. Something's definitely wrong!"

Hermione listened intently and heard a faint sound of music coming from above. Her eyes lit up!

Isn't that the restricted area on the fourth-floor corridor that Headmaster Dumbledore mentioned at the beginning of the school year?

The only person capable of ignoring the rules and causing such a bizarre situation is...

"Saul Green!"

Hermione exclaimed in a joyful voice.

Ron and Harry exchanged a glance, secretly made a face, and winked, saying, "The way she calls Thor is completely different from how she calls us~ Ugh—cough cough."

Hermione dismissively looked away and turned to run towards the exit.

"We need to solve this problem at its root! We have to find Saul!"

—This doesn't violate any rules! Saul's affairs are more important than school regulations!

Ron: "Why do I feel like this girl is even more excited? Has she gone mad... Harry?"

Harry's eyes gleamed, his gaze sharp: "We can't let Thor fight alone; we at least need to find the professor!"

Ron: ? ?

"Then explain to the professor why we're here in the middle of the night? Hey! Wait! Harry—"

Ron had only taken one step after chasing after him.

Four deep and majestic drumbeats suddenly erupted from above!

[Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!]

The deafening roar made them instinctively cover their ears, feeling a jolt to their very souls!

Now, not only Malfoy, who was slumped on the ground, but also Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville, and everyone else present heard the deafening music!

"Splash!"

A fierce and eerie applause erupted from the air.

A joyful voice, amplified several times over, echoed through the room and hallway!

[Second Movement - "The Day of Wrath"]

[Play, begin, meow!!]

Hermione's heart skipped a beat, and she thought with shock and unease:

This means Thor failed to suppress the monster... and the monster entered the second phase?

She had to go help immediately!