A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 417 Halloween Attack! (First Update)

In a bizarre yet exciting atmosphere, the Halloween dinner finally began.

Hundreds of pumpkin lanterns hung in the auditorium, along with a flock of bats fluttering in the air.

Many orange ribbons, spewing flames, floated lazily beneath the ceiling, like radiant water snakes.

The dinner was as sumptuous as ever, and the addition of house-elves brought a touch of exotic flavor, making everyone quite satisfied with the meal.

Cedric shamelessly ran to the Ravenclaw dining table, and the eaglets stared at him curiously.

They're relentlessly pursuing each other—a classic simp tactic—and they even have a copy of the classic book, "The Simp's Diary."

Unfortunately, Qiu didn't really pay attention to him.

William was caught in the middle, separating the two, but he felt extremely uncomfortable. They could clearly hear each other's voices, yet he had to act as a messenger in their argument.

Isn't this just a repeat of arguing face-to-face but communicating over the phone?

It saves on phone bills, but William has to talk a lot.

This isn't arguing, it's a disguised way of showing affection!

For a moment, the Ravenclaw dining table was filled with a strong, bittersweet smell, and countless single people suffered magical damage.

Please be a dog lover; it is the responsibility and obligation of every couple.

William ignored the two and looked around.

There was no doubt that Ron was not in the Great Hall; he was still in Professor Snape's office writing his apology.

The requirement isn't high, just one million... ten thousand words.

A million words can make you a god, right? When he finished writing a million-word self-criticism, in the field of admitting mistakes... no one knew better than him.

As for Ron going hungry, no one dared to plead for him.

Professor McGonagall was so angry that her face turned pale, and her hand holding the fork was trembling. She lowered her head and dared not look at Professor Snape.

Those photos of women in drag were so revealing and varied, some of the outfits were so daring that even she blushed when she saw them... let alone Professor Snape himself!

That's outrageous!

Going hungry for a meal is not as serious as being killed, and it might even teach Weasley a lesson.

Snape took the knife and slammed it into the pork chop in front of him, making a crunching sound.

It seemed to be infused with Ron's blood and bones... otherwise why would he be so clenching his teeth?

Lupin, who had clashed with Snape, was now chatting happily with Professor Flitwick as if nothing had happened.

Two single, older men, with smug smiles on their faces, what kind of healthy topics could they possibly be discussing?

Of course not, the only thing that could excite them so much is... men.

To be precise... a cross-dressing master.

"Back then, we were playing Truth or Dare in our dorm. One of my friends lost, so he changed into women's clothes and went to knock on the girls' dorm."

But it was the middle of the night, and no one opened the door for him.

Lupin took a big sip of butterbeer, a wide smile on his face.

Just thinking about how the other person dressed as a woman makes his heart flutter.

Professor Flitwick looked at Lupin strangely and asked, "Is this friend you're talking about... yourself?"

Lupin sprayed all the beer out of his mouth and hurriedly waved his hands, trying to explain.

This expression, as seen by Frivi, further confirmed Lupin's identity as a cross-dressing master.

I never expected Gryffindor to produce such talented people.

Professor Dumbledore squinted, the tips of his ten long fingers lightly touching together, as if he were thinking about something.

Then, she glanced at William and Hermione, almost imperceptibly.

Dumbledore wasn't the only one glancing at William;... Piccolo was too!

A chair was added to the long table, and Meera Piccolo sat down next to Dumbledore, eating slowly, occasionally glancing up to secretly observe Stark.

It's true that this face looks so much like Professor Targaryen's, but she's also certain that they're not the same person.

It's impossible for a Targaryen to be at both Hogwarts and Ivermony at the same time!

As for why Piquell was at Hogwarts...

Her aunt, Seraphine Picqueli, was a former President of the U.S. Congress and an old acquaintance of Dumbledore.

Peacock wanted to save Newt, so naturally, following his aunt's instructions, he went to Dumbledore for help.

She will be staying at Hogwarts for the time being until she finds traces of the Thunderbird.

Feeling uneasy under Piccolo's gaze, William could only look towards the Gryffindor dining table and exchange glances with Hermione.

The atmosphere in Gryffindor wasn't too bleak. Despite losing two hundred points, the little lions maintained a mysterious composure.

It seems that the one leading the college points standings is not Ravenclaw, but Gryffindor.

Percy and Wood were furious.

One is determined to win the Quidditch Cup, while the other wants to lift the College Cup.

They became inseparable seventh-graders.

Percy loudly berated Ron, as if he had no such shameful brother.

"Disgusting!" he roared. "If Ron really wants to see a cross-dressing man, he can pay for it! He can even borrow money! It won't cost much!"

Even secretly dressing up as a woman! That's utterly beastly! And he thinks Professor Snape won't deduct points? In short! Disgusting!

We're definitely not going to win the Academy Cup! Disgusting! Disgusting!

"Exactly, I always wear them with the lights off so no one knows!" Wood chimed in.

Everyone stared at Wood, who had inadvertently let slip what he had said.

The Halloween dinner was halfway through when the middle area became empty.

The seventh-year students at Hogwarts will conclude with an entertainment program.

Since William suggested that Ravenclaw students perform a few years ago, it has gradually become a tradition at the school.

Both the opening ceremony and the Halloween banquet feature large-scale song and dance performances organized by each college.

The students performing are usually seventh graders, as this is their last year in school.

This format is great; everyone had a lot of fun and at least it made a lasting impression, instead of being busy preparing for the NEWT exam.

Penelope was playing the piano again. She was the one who gave her first performance years ago, and this was also her last performance.

Ms. Ghost Grey is the lead singer.

William was very interested in Ms. Grey.

In her first year, she was the one who discovered someone had infiltrated Ravenclaw House. Later, during the Tywin Lannister incident, she was the one who alerted Dumbledore.

This is a very special ghost; most importantly, she is a ghost from the Ravenclaw era.

They should have seen Ravenclaw's tiara.

But whenever this topic comes up, she remains silent, as if she were mute.

Soon, the grand chorus began, and numerous ghosts suddenly appeared from the walls and tables, gliding in formation.

Nick, who was nearly headless in Gryffindor, reenacted the circumstances of his execution.

Bang!

Amidst the cheers and laughter, a large silver object pierced through the glass and flew into the auditorium.

The bird was huge and shimmering, and landed lightly in the middle of the astonished choir.

People turned their heads and stared at the guardian spirit.

The guardian spirit opened his mouth wide and spoke in a deliberately low voice that echoed in the auditorium.

"A large number of Dementors have invaded the castle!"

William frowned.

Because of this guardian deity,

It's a sea eagle.

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