"Of course, of course he's here, and he's having a great time."

Hearing the question between the two, Nick's expression looked a little confused, and he leaned slightly sideways and pointed to the classroom behind him.

"Look, isn't he right there? What a joy to play. ”

Harry was able to see the inside of the classroom, and their view was blocked by the wide black velvet cloak that William had given to Nick.

("Isn't it just a black rag, William, he's embarrassed to take it out and give it away!") Ron muttered under his breath. ）

It was a strange sight that was hard to describe in words, and the cold underground classroom was filled with hundreds of milky, translucent figures.

Most of them were gathered in the middle of the classroom, where the house-elves had already cleared up a large open space.

Above the clearing, barely a stage, hundreds of figures shook their transparent milky white bodies to the terrifying, unusually tormenting music of the living, as if they were waltzing.

"Fred, they really didn't lie to me, this meeting is definitely rare!" It took a long time for Ron to close his mouth wide open, and his gaze looked up at a chandelier filled with black candles that glowed blue.

"I never knew there were so many ghosts in the UK."

"It's not just England, Miss Granger. Almost all of Europe has come to celebrate my 500th birthday! ”

There was a hint of joy in Nick's aria-like tune, and he seemed pleased with the shocked look of the two.

Several people continued to stare at the underground classroom in front of them, and following Nick's gestures, their eyes looked through the hundreds of milky white transparent bodies to the other side of the classroom.

The screeching was especially loud there, because the bands that made the noise were there, sitting on a stage covered with black cloth, pulling their instruments like crazy.

They were used instead of them because Harry couldn't tell if they were male or female.

"O Merlin! That's a bunch of skeletons! ”

William, on the other hand, was sitting next to the skeletons, seemingly unaffected by the deadly noise, and was now sitting in a chair, chatting enthusiastically with a ghost with chains all over his body.

"Thanks to William, he suggested that I invite more ghosts from all over Europe, and I always said that I didn't expect so many ghosts to come, even the skeleton orchestra was invited by him."

When did William and Nick get on such good terms?

Hermione and Ron's expressions looked strange, they really couldn't understand how a Ravenclaw student could be so good with the resident ghost of Gryffindor.

"What are you so surprised about? Harry, didn't you tell you that the two of us are on good terms? I remember you were right next to us when I invited William that day. Looking at the two of them in disbelief, Nick asked Harry with some strange eyes.

Hearing this, Ron and Hermione turned their heads towards the savior who had been shrinking back at the same time.

"I, at first I wanted to come alone, but you also really wanted to come with me at the time, and I was worried that you wouldn't want to come after I said it, so I just told you that." Harry blushed and whispered.

"Then you should have told me too!" Ron lowered his head and whispered to Harry with some dissatisfaction.

"Alright, let's go in first."

Hermione also glanced at Harry with some reproach, and then pulled a red-faced Harry and a reluctant Ron into the basement classroom.

In front of Nick, who was almost headless, the three of them had no way to turn around and leave.

What would that make Nick think?

"I didn't do it right." After entering the basement classroom, Harry was still quietly apologizing to the two of them.

"It's okay, in fact, we don't have too many conflicts with him. And this party is indeed a rare one, isn't it? Hermione whispered reassuring Harry.

A few men walked briskly around the edge of the dance arena as they passed a group of sullen nuns, and the fat friar, the Hufflepuff ghost who was now happily talking to a ghost with an arrow stuck in his head.

After passing by a row of desks that had been placed aside, Harry and the others were surprised to find that the cacophony of the instruments was much quieter. At the same time, William's voice also clearly reached the ears of several people.

"Yes, it's not a big deal, of course I can do it." He spoke in an unusually enthusiastic tone to the chained ghost.

The latter was obviously a little moved when he heard William's words.

"I also think that your current image is really terrible, not inferior to Barrow the Blood, do you know Barrow? It's the skinny one over there with blood stains on his clothes. ”

Following William's finger, Harry noticed that on the other side of the stage, other ghosts were making room for a depressed ghost covered in blood.

It was Barrow the Bloody, I didn't expect him to come.

"You've noticed how unflattering his image is, and no one wants to dance with him at such a cheerful party." William's words made the ghost nod in disbelief.

"Then what are you hesitating about? As long as you join in our company's latest experiments, I think we can help you solve these chains. ”

"But I've never heard that there's a wizarding company in England called Kenrito." The ghost still looked a little hesitant.

"There are so many things you don't know, didn't I say, the ghost's news channel is too closed, how many years have you not held a large-scale death party like this?

If it weren't for my suggestion, there would never be such a large party between the ghosts of various countries, otherwise you would definitely know that Kenrito is a regular wizarding company registered in Germany and registered with the German Ministry of Magic.

Our business is mainly in the field of alchemy, but the company is involved in much more than that. Various businesses dedicated to your ghost community's appearances, costumes, and more have been put on the agenda. ”

"If you join now, you will be the first to enjoy our exclusive private customized service, think about it, as a unique existence among ghosts, aren't you excited?"

"Well, I promise you, I live in Glasgow Necropolis with the house number ..........."

"You're here?"

William, who had succeeded in convincing a ghost, turned around and looked at Harry and his party with some surprise, especially the Savior and Ron.

"Why did you two freeze like this, and what about your Medal for Cold?"