"Hey, McGoss." Harry returned to the lounge from his evening of Quidditch training and whispered to Magos, who had not yet slept.

"Why did you come back so late today, and Wood gave you another mission?" Magos looked away from the book and looked up at Harry.

"Oh, don't mention it, Filch is going to fire me just because I soiled the floor." Harry said gloomily.

McGoth came to his senses and smiled evilly, "Then why are you back, pack your things." ”

"Hey, that's not funny at all." Harry grimaced.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, how did you get back, don't tell me he doesn't want to fire you again."

"It's Nick, McGoss, Nick helped me." Harry didn't care if he was dirty or not, he sat on his bed.

"Nick? Will he be able to convince Filch? McGoth had already remembered the plot, but he still asked curiously.

"Of course not, McGoss, you listen to me first, Nick has been having a problem lately, he is expecting to join the Headless Hunters, if you can help him, I think he will definitely agree to Peeves to attend his death party." Harry didn't give Magos a chance to speak, and told what had just happened in one breath.

McGoth looked at Harry who was thinking about himself a little speechlessly, "Nick is already a ghost, and his head can't fall off again, how can I help him." ”

Harry was a little disappointed, today Nick helped him escape from Ferch's clutches, and he also wanted to help him, but he didn't expect that even McGoth, who had always had a good idea, couldn't do anything.

Compared to Harry's story about Nick, McGoth was a little interested in one of Harry's Filch letters, which if I remember correctly, were similar to the one that helped Squib master the spell. He rubbed his chin and thought about Snape's mission this semester, if he did make that potion, would he give it to Ferch?

The annual Halloween is just around the corner, and the school is once again in the festive mood, with students discussing what to do this year, and occasionally some girls mentioning the witchers dressed up as twins last year.

"Did you say we were really going to Nick's death dinner? It was a gathering of the dead. Ron looked at the classmates who were in full swing of discussion, and he was also a little moved, and he still thought about surpassing his two older brothers.

"That's why we're going, who else has been to the ghost's dinner party besides us, it's interesting to think about." Hermione had been in high spirits.

Ron looked at Harry and McGoth again, and felt that they would not give up on going to Nick, so he gave up his thoughts.

"By the way, McGoss, did you get the pumpkin cart you made for Hagrid last time?" Hermione looked at Harry and Ron and asked McGoth with some embarrassment.

"It seems like it's about the same, Hagrid wrote to me yesterday and said that he would get it in two days." McGoth nodded, he had only had a whim that day, and if it hadn't been for Hagrid's letter to him, he would have forgotten about it.

"Then, wait a minute, I'll accompany you, together, let's go." Hermione spoke in a lower voice.

"Well, I need to use a few spells on it, and Hagrid doesn't know why he just won't use them." Magos smiled, Hermione usually seemed to be dismissive of little girls' things, but she couldn't help it when fairy tale things did appear.

Hermione turned slightly red at the light smirk of McGoth.

Harry was still thinking about how to help Nick join the Headless Hunters, who were no different from ordinary young wizards and more low-key until the Slytherin heir appeared.

"Harry, don't think about it, Nick hasn't been able to think of a way for hundreds of years, do you think you can."

"You're right, Ron, it really can't be helped." Harry frustrated and pushed away the book about ghosts.

The next day, McGoth received the news that the pumpkin cart had been made, and took Hermione to Hagrid's cabin during the lunch break. Harry and Ron were not interested in the affair and were not happy to accompany them.

The pumpkins in front of Hagrid's cottage have been turned into Hogwarts decorations, and now there are only large staggered pits left, and most people will never believe that these pits are pressed down by pumpkins.

There was nothing of interest outside the cabin, so the pumpkin cart could only be inside, and when I knocked on the wooden door, I saw a pumpkin that was even bigger than the last time I saw it.

Hagrid was pleased with their surprised expressions, "This is this year's Pumpkin King, four meters eight tall and six meters wide, originally intended to be reserved for seeding. ”

McGoth looked at the pumpkin that was half the size of a wooden house, and opened a pumpkin block that looked like it should be a window, looking at the huge space that could seat more than ten people inside, he didn't know what to say, he thought that Hagrid was a pumpkin of about three meters at most, but he didn't expect to make such a big guy.

"Hagrid, how did you get this big guy into the house?" Magos asked, looking at Hermione, who had happily scurried into the inside of the pumpkin at this time.

Hagrid mysteriously said that he had used a shrinking charm.

"So you can use spells." McGoth pretended to know.

"Shh Hagrid hurriedly shut him up, "I can't use spells, don't tell me." ”

"Why can't you use a spell?" McGoth asked curiously.

Hagrid shook his head and stopped talking, and McGoth consciously stopped the question.

"Alright, how about this pumpkin wagon I made." Hagrid proudly patted the big pumpkin with a muffled sound.

"It's great, it's even better than I thought it would be, it's just how we got it out." Seeing that the big guy McGoss, who was almost eight meters in front and back, was helpless, he didn't know how to shrink the spell.

Hagrid had apparently forgotten this, and he had to offer to help them get out, but he had repeatedly told them not to tell him. Hermione had already come out of the pumpkin, and judging by her excited expression, she knew she was also satisfied.

"Shrink down!" Hagrid pulled out his little pink umbrella and cast a spell on the pumpkin cart.

I saw that the pumpkin cart, which was about eight meters long, was visibly shrunk to about one meter with the naked eye.

Without Hagrid opening his mouth, Magos consciously pushed the car out of the wooden house, don't look at it as it is made of pumpkins, the weight is not light. It also takes a lot of force to push.

Hagrid used a recovery charm again, and the pumpkin cart became just the size it had just been.

McGoth didn't pay attention to the house just now, but now under the sunlight, he found that the surface of the pumpkin had been carved by Hagrid with some patterns, which could not be said to be perfect, but only good, and McGoth felt that he should find an artist to decorate it if he had a chance. The door is made of two huge pumpkin pieces, and when you open the door, a small staircase appears from top to bottom. Hagrid also pulled out a small platform in front of the car, more than a meter, which can allow people to sit on it and drive, or lie down and rest, I really don't know how he came up with this attention, which made the pumpkin cart, which looked like a big fat man, much slimmer. The four large wheels are also different from ordinary carriages, they are made entirely of vines, and they are pressed against the four thick vines that grow at the base of the pumpkin, and they look like they have grown naturally.

"It's so beautiful, Hagrid, you're a genius." Hermione didn't hesitate to compliment, and Hagrid couldn't keep her mouth shut.

"But, Hagrid, how do you tie the horse?" McGoth couldn't find a place to tie the horse, so it couldn't be that it was purely magic-driven.

Hagrid smirked, he walked to the middle of the wheel, pulled his hand down, and two more emerald green vines were pulled out by him, "This is not actually a pumpkin vine, but a plant in the Forbidden Forest, it has good elasticity and toughness, just put it on the horse, it will stick firmly to the horse, and it will not hurt the horse." But you have to learn how to control it first, otherwise it won't obey. ”

The next thing is to listen carefully to Hagrid's introduction to this plant that he named the telescopic vine, which is a bit complicated, but Hagrid saw that it was still difficult for them to control the telescopic vine so he taught them a few small spells, so that they could help them master the telescopic vine thoroughly, it is worth mentioning that this telescopic vine is alive, so he needs to water it regularly, otherwise it may strike.

With no horses, Hagrid was reluctant to shrink it enough to fit in a magic pocket, so he kept it with Hagrid, though Hagrid promised to help them catch a few horse-like magical creatures later.

"I like it." On the way back, McGoth asked Hermione with a smile.

Hermione nodded excitedly, "It's just too big." ”

"Great, you can put a table, or even a bed, Hagrid doesn't mean that the wheels controlled by the telescopic vine will not feel the bumps in the person sitting in it."

"I'd love to sit down." Hermione was a little wistful.

"Wait until Hagrid catches the magical beast that replaces the horse, it's probably fast, no one is more experienced than him."