Peeves was still dressed comically and brightly, wearing a bright orange evening hat, a swirling bow tie, and a wide face with a bad look. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ignoring Vio's look, he waved at them from a considerable distance, and then bent over.

Everyone was still hesitant to respond to his overtures, but soon there was no time to think about it.

Peeves' mouth was still grinning, but his hands were behind his back, and in a flash, he pulled something out of his back and threw it at them, it was a thick wooden stick-like thing, pitch black, and it felt like a sculpture when it flew over.

The thing passed through the middle of the ghost's body, slowing down considerably.

Vio, Hermione, Ron, and Harry quickly spread out and ducked to a table covered in black velvet.

Eventually, the thing slammed down on the table, and the huge inertia pushed the plates of carrion-filled, charcoal-like cakes off the table, and they all fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces with a few clicks.

The maggots on the food are crawling up everywhere unscrupulously because they are not restricted by plates.

A velvet that fell to the ground crawled up next to Hermione's ear, startling her.

The ghosts were also disturbed, and they shouted accusations and curses at Peeves, and the trickster left in a puff of smoke, as Barrow the Bloody began to move his withered eyes towards Peeves.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to tell Vio that it was all thanks to her, and let her continue to wait.

The few of them gathered together again, and Hermione called out to them in shock, "This is Helena, the ghost of Ravenclaw!"

Suddenly a howl sounded behind them, which was akin to that of a wild beast, and it was Barrow the Bloody.

He rattled the chains on his body, and passed through Ron's body to the table.

Helena's body was no longer milky white and transparent, and she had become like an obsidian sculpture, covered in smoke.

She lay there motionless, the same way Peeves threw her out and landed on the table, and nothing changed from then to now.

The expression on her face was so frightened, as if she had seen a devil that threatened her life.

Barrow let out another angry roar and sped away through the ceiling, Vio and Hermione looked at each other, knowing that Peeves was in for a bad day.

"Is Peeves?" asked Ron, surprised. The ghosts were all gathered around and talking loudly.

Everyone's face was excited, and they didn't run away in fear, and Vio could only say that after seeing death once, the corresponding fear became less.

It wasn't until later when chatting with Nick that VIO learned that they thought it was a game show deliberately arranged by the host Nick.

Harry clearly wasn't convinced, and neither was Hermione. They decide to find Peeves and ask for clarification.

Vio's heart sank, she knew a long time ago that the secret room had been opened, and she also knew that this time Riddle had chosen Pansy as a puppet to possess.

But until now that the ghost Helena appeared in front of her in the form of being petrified by the basilisk, she still couldn't help but feel scared.

In order to maximize the advantage of the original book he had seen, vio spent most of the time letting the main thing unfold according to the original book.

Now that the petrified person has appeared, her purpose has been achieved, and she can do it freely, as long as she defeats the basilisk, the year will pass quickly.

As they moved towards the door, the ghosts suddenly fell silent, and they looked around, but Nick stood in the doorway with a pained expression.

A hunting trumpet sounded.

Twelve majestic ghost horses suddenly burst out of the walls of the underground classroom, each with a headless knight.

All the ghosts applauded, and Harry and Ron stopped and clapped their hands in a dazed manner, but Harry stopped as soon as he saw Nick's face.

Twelve ghost horses ran to the center of the dance arena and stood still, all standing upright on their hind legs, then kicking their hind hooves and rushing forward.

At the foreground was a large ghost, with a bearded head tucked under his arm and blowing a trumpet.

He jumped off his horse and grabbed his hair and held his head high in the air, so that he could look down on the audience.

Everyone laughed, and Vio was a little surprised that she didn't have time to catch up with everyone's laughter, so she saw Nick look at her with relief.

The big ghost carried his head like a lamp, and strode towards Nick, who was almost headless.

Then, he stood in front of Nick and shoved his head around his neck, pressing a lot of collars into the gaps.

"Nick!" he yelled, "how are you?

He let out a wild grin and patted Nick on the shoulder.

"Welcome, Patrick. Nick said bluntly.

"Yo! Alive!" said Mr. Patrick, ignoring him, and jumped high in feigned surprise, only to fall his head again. The ghosts burst into laughter again.

But this time it wasn't just Vio, Hermione didn't even look at him, Harry's eyes flashed with confusion, only Ron smiled carefree.

After all, they had lived in the Muggle world for eleven years, and the respect for the bodies of the dead was something that Hermione and Harry didn't really like to joke about.

"Very interesting. Nick, who was almost headless, said with a straight face.

"Leave Nick alone!" Mr. Patrick's head shouted on the floor as he saw that the few living people he was following didn't show any interest, "he's still worried about why we didn't let him join the Hunters!

Harry guessed what Nick had invited them for, and what the last time he saw him, the clear letter that had been hastily stuffed into his pocket was a reply to Patrick's request to join the Hunters.

Nick cast a meaningful glance at each of them.

"I think Nick is very scary, and oh," Harry was the first to say.

"Haha!" exclaimed Mr. Patrick's head, "he told you to say that!"

"Sir, don't be in a hurry to deny it, look there, we're planning to sneak away," Vio leaned over and whispered to the head on the ground, taking advantage of Hermione and Ron's approval that Nick was terrible.

She deliberately feigned a nervous and numb look to block Nick's view with her back, then pointed at Helena, who was stiff on the table. "Take your team of hunters, hurry up, the woman just said that his head is still so steady, and the result is"

"Now, please take your attention, now I will speak!" said Nick, who was almost headless, just rightly shouted, startling Mr. Patrick

This would have been normal, but he was immersed in what Vio said and speculation about why Helen had become like this, so he was easily frightened and jumped up from the floor.

The ghosts around didn't know the details, but they saw that Nick's words made Patrick's head jump three feet high, so they laughed again, and this time everyone's eyes quickly focused on Nick.

Under a cold blue spotlight on the stage, Nick began to deliver a speech that he had been preparing for a long time, "It is with great sorrow that I have received my late Lords, ladies and gentlemen"

Vio didn't linger any longer, and when they returned to the group, they quickly left unnoticed, mainly Nick, which was seen by Mr. Patrick's head, and he began to believe more and more in the veracity of what Vio said.

So much so that later, he hid in the corner in the gap between his horse and the wall, holding a large plate of stinking salmon to pass the time. (To be continued.) "Elegy for Glory" only represents the author's point of view, if its content is found to be in violation of national laws and conflicts, please delete it, the position is only committed to providing a healthy and green reading platform.

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