With a "puff", a mud ball passed at a tricky angle around the student who was in the way, and hit the marble slab in front of Filch.

Administrator Filch was staring at the mud in front of him, his face suddenly became ugly, and there was an aura of no one near him.

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

I saw Filch stiffly turned his head and looked towards the direction where the mud ball was flying, only to find that another mud ball the size of a thumb was flying towards him.

Filch quickly dodged sideways, staying where he had just stood for a moment, and suddenly pushed aside the crowd in the corridor, chasing in the direction where the mud ball came.

The unstoppable momentum without catching the culprit made the surrounding students cast surprise glances at Filch's back, and several students even prepared to follow behind to watch the fun.

Other students were speculating about who threw the mud ball at Filch.

In the opposite direction of Filch's pursuit of the prisoner, the twins appeared on the corner and waved at the two Alberts, with a cheerful smile on their faces.

"How about it." Fred and George had just appeared from a nearby secret road, and Albert raised his index finger and made a quiet motion.

That's right, it was the Weasley brothers who threw the mud ball at Filch. They borrowed the winged slingshot that Albert found in the responsive house. The mud ball they used was just obtained from the herbal medicine class. The mud of the dung of the beast.

Of course, the twins did not aim at Filch, but at the marble slab under his feet. However, no matter who looked at it, he thought that the mud ball was smashed towards Filch.

Now, Filch chased after him in desperation, but he couldn't find anything, and he didn't know if anyone would be inexplicably miserable.

After returning to the lounge, the few people immediately took a hot shower. When they changed their clothes, they heard others talk about Filch, and the manager was angrily looking for the culprit.

"Wonderful, it's wonderful!" Fred's smile became brighter, as if there was nothing more pleasing to him than watching Filch collapse.

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

Albert didn't eat much for lunch, there would be a grand Halloween party in the evening.

However, Filch's matter still made the entire afternoon of the few people happy.

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

For example, in the mid-fifteenth century, a certain Earl of Dragon set was about to fight a child who was suspected of being a witch. He rode a war horse and carried a lance, preparing to stab the boy with a shot, and hit his head against the iron curse barrier released by a witch. In the end, his whole body was fractured, his head was severely injured, and he became a mentally handicapped earl.

This story immediately evoked everyone's interest in the iron armor curse, but the professor said that this curse would not be exposed 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 brought a lot of suspiciousness to Albert. look.

Albert just smiled, did not admit or deny, anyway, go and guess for yourself!

The Halloween banquet in the evening quickly dispelled everyone's lingering thoughts. 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 cottage were carved into large lanterns, which could even seat two or three students.

A large group of bats flew around on the enchanted ceiling, occasionally circling and dancing above the dining table, causing the candle flames in the belly of the little pumpkin to flutter.

Before the opening of the banquet, Dumbledore first invited the famous witch singer Cetina Warbeck to give everyone a song "Children, play back and forth, throw ghost flying ball".

Albert sitting at the table was stunned. He had no ability to appreciate the songs of this era. Although he felt that the witch singer's voice had a unique appeal, he could not compete with others anyway. People are on the same channel.

When everyone was cheering up, I was alone in the seat and felt embarrassed.

Shanna, who was across the table, was in a similar situation to him, and she sounded dumbfounded.

Fortunately, this tune did not last too long, and finally, to the enthusiastic applause of everyone, the witch singer and his assistants temporarily left the stage.

"Why don't you react, don't you like Cetina Warbeck's music?"

"Very contagious music." Albert carefully organized his limited vocabulary. In fact, he wanted to say whether you were crazy just now, but after careful consideration, he swallowed this sentence back in his stomach to avoid being famous. Submerged by unknown objects for fans.

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

"It's amazing music." Shanna, who also came from the Muggle world, couldn't appreciate the music in this style. Faced with Albert's inquiry, she just smiled reluctantly.

"You don't seem to like Cetina Warbeck's music." Angelina's eyes shone slyly.

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

"Ahem!" Angelina gave a dry cough, and hurriedly buried her head to eat, while Alia next to her shook her head insignificantly.

"My whole family is Warbeck's fans, and my family likes to play her songs during the festival." Fred said vaguely while stuffing a chicken leg in his mouth.

"Yes." George agreed. "I heard that there is a female ghost in Cetina Warbeck's team. They often perform together. I don't know if I can see that female ghost here."

"Female ghost?"

This topic quickly aroused everyone's interest.

"Are you sure it is 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."

"Setina Warbeck is the most popular singer in the UK. It is said that she graduated from Hogwarts." Li Jordan said: "However, the rumor of a female ghost is true. My mother likes that song with a female ghost very much. Chorus song."

"How do you know?" Shanna asked curiously, "and, today, her female ghost companion did not appear here?"

"Principal Dumbledore would definitely not allow female ghosts to appear at Hogwarts. It would scare many faint-hearted students." Albert recalled the introduction of female ghosts in "Dark Forces: Self-Defense Guide", "Female The ghost has long black hair that drags to the ground, his face is like a skeleton, and his eyes are glowing green."

"Is that something?"

Suddenly, I don't know who asked.

"What does it look like."

"On the stands..."

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

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

He has black mopping hair, a face like a skeleton, and his eyes are glowing green. Yes, it is a female ghost.

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

At the moment the scream sounded, the musical accompaniment also sounded, and the two voices were cleverly mixed together, and Cetina Warbeck, an older witch singer, was holding a long golden Microphone, began to sing ecstasy.

If you use Albert's words, this one is singing with all his life. However, the female ghost's scream was not as sharp as the legend, but successfully integrated into the soundtrack and became a part of the entire song.

However, the most admirable is the dancer who dances with the female ghost. Albert is very doubtful how the other party overcomes the psychological pressure brought by the female ghost.

After the song was over, even Albert couldn't help but clap with everyone. It was not that he understood the song, but that he admired the group of guys on the stage for being able to use the accompaniment to cover the female ghost's screams, creating such a Wonderful song.

Cetina Warbeck's third song begins at the end of the Halloween party. After everyone learned that the name of the song was added "You stole my pot, but you can't get my heart", it attracted a very enthusiastic response, and applause almost lifted the roof.

"Is this song very famous?" Albert asked suspiciously.

"very famous."

"My mother always wanted to go to her live concerts, but the tickets were often sold out at the beginning. (Ticket prices for her concerts often skyrocketed on the black market). It is said that Cetina Warbeck had just When "You Stole My Pot, But You Can't Get My Heart" was released, fans flocked to the concert desperately, and this caused the collision of three broomsticks." Fred explained. .

"Oh." Albert just sighed, not serious or not, because he himself does not chase stars, so he is very light in this regard. Of course, Albert was very curious about the charm of this song, and quickly pricked his ears to listen carefully:

You thought you were a good wizard, conquered me with a spell

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

You think you are extremely smart, but you are 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, Albert still looked awkward.

To be honest, the song is really not good, or that this is the style of the magic world, I can't appreciate it after all. Moreover, 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 the people around him clapping vigorously, Albert also pretended to applaud, and there were waves of shouts in his ears. However, the brief chaos was quickly calmed by Dumbledore.

Cetina Warbeck left, leaving Hogwarts with her team and female ghosts.

The Halloween party ended in regret. Albert followed the raging crowd back to Gryffindor's lounge.

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

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

"I don't know. However, I feel that it's a wonderful, bold idea, isn't it?" Albert didn't care about Mark's joke, and waved at Mario and said, "I think when they formed the circus. , You can invite Pippi to join."

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

"Isn't this busy?" Albert was very quietly surprised at Mark's way of changing the subject. "Homework can never be done, and I need to participate in the transformation club every week."

"Zhayou asked you to take his spot as a seeker." Mark said directly: "To be honest, there is really no one who can take over this position in Gryffindor."

"Ahem, maybe next year or the next year there will be more powerful characters." Albert noticed Mark's "Do you believe me?" expression, and said helplessly: "Well, if it is true There is no suitable one... let's talk about it then."

"You are very suitable to be a seeker." Charlie didn't know where he came out, smiled and patted Albert on the shoulder.

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

After all, in a Quidditch game, the seeker is very important and almost determines the outcome of a game.

"You know, I'm just playing Quidditch for pure interest." Albert, who was caught between the two, looked helpless.

"Playing Quidditch does not prevent you from becoming a good wizard. Professor McGonagall was also a good seeker when she was young. Look, she is better than anyone else in metamorphosis. You are How can her proud disciple not play Quidditch?"

Yes, Albert is Professor McGonagall's proud pupil, at least some people think so.

Although Albert was very happy to hear what Charlie said, he actually understood why Charlie cares so much about it.

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

Albert actually didn't care much about this, because after Charlie graduated, UU read www.uukanshu. com also has Harry Potter as the top cylinder, and Potter will naturally be on top of the seeker's seat.

Yes, please call him: Harry Potter.

Although in Albert's eyes, it is a stubborn one.

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

Is this Merlin's beard the sequelae of the legendary concert?

In fact, it's no wonder that the two are excited. It's really rare to hear Cetina Warbeck's concert on the spot.

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

"The other day, throw the pillow over." Albert raised his hand to take the pillow that Fred threw over, then covered a yawn, and lay back in the bed, easily sleepy after eating.

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