Professor Flitwick was extremely satisfied after hearing the admiration of the little wizards. He stood on tiptoes and used his short body to hang a beautiful banner, which read - The most special Halloween, not only ghosts, but also ghosts.

There is an illusion.

"Phew, it's finally over. That was a great shot just now, but Harry, we have to hurry up. After dinner, we decided to hold a small fantasy game in the Gryffindor lounge!"

Harry groaned and said again: "Competition, but we didn't..."

"Hermione, right? Hermione, please, not many little wizards can afford a chuck now." Ron never knew he could make such a disgusting expression and begged Hermione, but Hermione was obviously

Was pleased.

She raised her head and nodded: "Okay, but I have to feed my cat first."

Hermione's cat, which she bought during the holidays, is called Crookshanks.

Hearing Hermione talk about her cat, Ron looked a little awkward, because a few days ago Crookshanks had attacked his pet, Scabbers, an old mouse.

I'm sorry, Banban, I can't avenge this.

Ron was thinking about this, and he quickly said: "Then let's sit down quickly!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After all the little wizards were seated, Professor Flitwick's arrangements were finally over. He smiled mysteriously and returned to the teacher's seat.

"I made a little design, it's very interesting, as long as the person with the best luck touches the bat..."

No one heard what he said clearly, because the little wizards were all very hungry now, and when the food appeared, they all ate it one after another.

It was at this moment that frightened screams came from upstairs, resounding throughout Hogwarts.

"Oh, this is not what ordinary people can say, it's amazing."

Ron praised, because it reminded him of his mother, of course, maybe his mother can't compare.

"What happened?" Professor McGonagall stood up with a frown and looked at Dumbledore hurriedly.

Fudge, who was sitting next to Dumbledore, changed his expression and said uncertainly: "The little wizard was probably frightened by Professor Flitwick's arrangement. Oh, Halloween is always accompanied by fear."

"We don't have to disturb this pleasure."

"Sorry, maybe I can't agree with you." Dumbledore's eyes flashed, and he stood up and said: "The prefects are optimistic about the young wizards in their own colleges. The deans will follow me."

Seeing this, Fudge hurriedly followed him, and several Aurors who protected Fudge were also guarding Fudge.

"There's something good to see, Draco."

Bree smiled happily, who asked Fudge to stay so arrogantly? If he left, it might take a lot of work to correct him.

Wait, Snape isn't here, but Lupine is?

During this time, both of them were often absent from the hall. Bree made some guesses based on the recent movements of Evening Primrose and Professor Lupine that Professor Zesprout had discovered before...

Maybe Snape's potion was made for Lupine.

And now that Snape is gone, what is he for?

Bree looked towards the corridor and suddenly smelled the scent of magic. It was Shen Feng Wu Ying. It was very dull, but he could detect it through his powerful perception after learning about Shen Feng Wu Ying.

Bree stood up and said to Draco: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Enid, the seventh-grade prefect on the side, saw him and stopped other prefects who wanted to speak out, saying: "Do you think Bree, who can kill the basilisk, will be afraid of Black?"

"The Ministry of Magic is just making a fuss out of a molehill. You can't be that stupid too. Can't you tell?"

Enid's words were full of ridicule, but the other prefects in Slytherin dared not speak out. The last person who openly disagreed with Enid was now sitting in the far corner of the dining table.
Chapter completed!