"Can you taste it if you walk through it like this?" They asked, somewhat strangely, towards the ghost.

"Almost!" The ghost said sadly, to most of them, their voices sounded like a dying ghost, full of cynical sorrow.

"The ghosts lost most of their senses after death, but death has kindly given them a little sense of the outside world, and these rotten foods are rare and delicious for them, and the strong smell is a good way to help them remember the world of the living."

William's voice came from behind them, and they turned around to find him leaning against the wall, throwing a small, delicious-looking piece of cake into his mouth.

"William, where did you get food?" Harry asked William a little strangely, and Ron looked at William with wide eyes.

Hermione was the only one of the trio frowning and not bothering about the food, still thinking about what William had just said.

"Of course, I prepared it in advance, and I guessed from the beginning that a careless Nick would not prepare food suitable for the living.

So, before I arrived, I went to the Hogwarts kitchen to have a hearty meal, and filled my pockets with these delicious little cakes. William spread his hands

"Still, is there anything else?" Ron couldn't help but ask William, he was dying of hunger.

"I'm so sorry." William smiled at Ron.

"I ate the last piece just now, but I have some other food here, would anyone like some peanuts?" With a wave of his hand, William picked up a bowl of moldy peanuts from a nearby table.

"I'm willing to bet that after eating these, Madam Pomfrey will definitely be able to get you back if you're rescued in time, how about it? Want to come a little? ”

Really, quite a bad character!

Before Harry could reply, a short male ghost floated out from under the table, his skin was not the pale, transparent color of the ghost, which made him look more vivid.

He wore a bright orange-red evening hat and a swirling bow tie and flashed a wicked smile at several people.

It's Peeves!

"How's it going, Peeves?"

To Harry's surprise, William didn't mind asking Peeves, it seemed that the two of them were on good terms.

Peeves looked overjoyed at William's question, jumping up and down the table and "accidentally" knocking over the plate of stinking salmon.

"Hey, hey, hey, good, pretty good! It's been a long time since anyone has invited poor Peeves to such a big party! ”

You're so troublemaker, who would invite you to a party except for Nick, who is not smart?

Looking at the messy table, Harry and the others took a few steps back, they didn't want to be smashed on top of them by the stinking food.

With an empty stomach, they've had enough of it!

William didn't care about Peeves' malicious actions.

The food that was "inadvertently" thrown by the latter was bounced aside as if it had encountered some transparent obstacle before it hit William's body.

"You should have heard what I was talking to the ghosts, right? Interested in joining my experiments? ”

William knew early on that Peeves was different from ordinary ghosts, his personality was more agile, and he could also come into contact with the world of the living, and he could even touch those real things, which ghosts would never be able to do.

This is because Peeves is not a pure ghost, but a more bizarre being, a mischievous one.

The creature came from a rare natural phenomenon that was born with the castle and has been around since the early days of Hogwarts.

It can be said that Peeves is truly beyond life and death, because Peeves is more of an "indestructible mental chaos" than a ghost, and he is not formed from pure living beings, but entities that have never lived in the first place.

If you have never lived, you will never die.

For this extremely rare existence, William naturally wanted to study it carefully, not to mention the research value of Peeves itself, just his life in the castle for more than a thousand years was enough for William to maintain a very good relationship with him.

He must know a lot of those so-called secrets, the secrets of the Big Four.

"Yes, I've always wanted to look different. I've had this face on my face for over a thousand years! Hearing William's question, Peeves shook his little head in glee.

"However, I can't just join your experiments for nothing, what's in it for me to join?"

At this point, Peeves' small eyes showed a hint of evil light, and I don't know what kind of bad idea he had.

"How about a high-quality, custom-made prank prop?"

Hearing this, Peeves let out a strange laugh, and one man and one ghost quickly reached a very evil deal.

"Are you crazy? Actually planning to provide Peeves with prank props? After Peeves left, Hermione asked William in disbelief.

"I'll take precautions and won't provide gadgets that are too harmful." William said indifferently to Hermione.

"That's not something you need to care about, Miss Granger. I'm going to take care of it, and if nothing else, you probably won't be focusing on these trivial things this semester. ”

After leaving this meaningful sentence, William turned around and strode away.

"What does he mean? And why does he say that about you. After William left, Ron asked the two angrily.

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"Let's hurry up! I'm going to starve to death! Ron said weakly to the two of them.

They sat as far away from the table as possible, looking at the ghosts who were partying on the stage.

"But the party isn't over yet!" Hermione's complexion didn't look good, either.

"yes, the party isn't over yet, maybe you can catch up with the pudding if you go now!"

Ron looked at the door of the classroom with some wistfulness, he only wanted to do one thing now, and rushed to the dining hall of the auditorium to eat.

"I mean, if you go now, Nick will be very upset. The birthday party isn't over yet! Hermione, who had been misunderstood, said angrily to Ron.

"How long will it take! I'm dying of hunger. And didn't you notice that Friedrich was gone? He definitely went back to eat. ”

Ron looked at the dark underground classroom, and he saw that William had already slipped out of the underground classroom, not knowing what to do.

Just as the three of them were still discussing whether to sneak away, Nick's figure floated in.

For ghosts, drifting is definitely a very apt adjective.

"My friends! Are you having fun? ”