October in England was not so good, the weather was still gloomy, and the rain of bullets crackled on the windows of castles from time to time. The cold humidity slowly seeped into the castle from outside, causing everyone to suffer from influenza. Madam Pomfrey's hospital was overcrowded again, and by the time it had taken her most of the day to clean up all the serious and minor patients in the front line, and when it was Brandy's turn, he was unexpectedly scolded for the cold that had been cured of himself during the time he had been waiting.

"If there's nothing to do, get out of the way, don't delay my normal work. I'm counting on tonight's Hogsmeade Older Singles Dating Party! She threw Brandy a few hard pieces of dark chocolate and sent him away with a look of disgust.

Poor Madam Pomfrey, she probably didn't understand what kind of person was an older man......

Of course, no one else would have the same resistance as Brandy, and in fact, the only one in Brandi's five-member group who survived the flu wave was Parvati. When everyone was snorting around the fireplace in the lounge, she would always happily knock pine nuts on the sidelines, smiling and smiling. Even though Hermione, who was blown up by her lungs, ridiculed that only stupid people don't catch a cold, she still shamelessly admitted it......

Sooner or later, she will use the word stupid as a compliment.

Huh... Speaking of... According to Hermione's logic, she got better so quickly... Could it be...

Thinking of this, Brandi couldn't help but give Hermione a blank look, and made up her mind that she was making an example of her.

Harry was undoubtedly the worst of them all, as he had to carry tissues with him, and he had to dance in the wind and rain on a broomstick and snot on a stormy day, as Wood seemed to believe that training would be significantly more effective in harsh conditions.

"But that windy obviously can't even see the Bludger clearly, let alone the Golden Snitch......"

Every time Harry came back with a slimy mud, he would repeat the same phrase.

Of course, he would be scolding and complaining about the weather, but every time training came, he was still doing his best - the Gryffindor players were like that, the last time the Slytherin Wheels 2001 in the stadium weighed down them like seven mountains, especially the last time the Weasleys sneaked up to scout their training and found that the Slytherins were now completely seven vague pale green shadows, whizzing through the air like jets.

In order to be able to have at least a bit of an advantage on the technical level...... They're training like crazy almost every weekend right now. This also put the first group activity of Team Brandi on hold indefinitely.

No, it's the same for this weekend.

When Harry dragged his wet robe back to the common room, Brandi was sitting with Hermione, struggling to finish their herbal homework. One was responsible for writing, the other was for quietly looking at it with her neck stretched - Hermione would always deliberately cover the part she had written with her arm, until she secretly squinted and noticed the scratching expression on Brandi's face, then she pursed her lips and pretended to move her arm away.

"Ahem, friends~"

He deliberately walked around in front of them, and found that Brandi and Hermione didn't even have the idea of looking at him, so he had to cough in embarrassment.

"Huh? Harry, you're back. Brandi looked up in surprise, "Why is it so late today?" You're going to practice that Armstrong slalom again? ”

"Well, I've been delayed a little bit by something else - hey, Ron, you two came just in time, I have something to say to you." He piggybacks on Ron and Parvati, who are coming in through the doorway, and Ron successfully passes Parvati's silly girl and hits a ride with a Ravenclaw student. Ever since he didn't have to beg Hermione to copy his homework for him, he was now in good spirits.

They gathered together and listened to Harry tell them about Nick, who was almost headless, inviting them to the death party.

"Ahem, I've already promised you all! What a chance, how many times in a lifetime the living can attend a party hosted by the dead—it must be very interesting! Harry patted himself on the chest, a baby doing a great job, come and praise me." That's a once-in-a-lifetime event, and he said that there will be ghost friends from all over the country who will come to celebrate him together - besides, Nick is usually good to us and has helped us so much, so we should go and have a show~ Hehe. ”

The audience looked at Harry with blank expressions.

"So, what about your sincerity......"

"For a while, I promised Nicol to go to the death party in the underground classroom, and now my bowels are blue with regret, considering that our brothers and sisters have a deep sense of righteousness, and we have to jump together in the fire pit, so I will take it upon myself to pull you up."

After saying these horrific words in one breath, Harry's heart did not waver.

"Ahhhh Harry, you soulless! Give me back Halloween! ”

After learning from Harry's speech and reaching the end, everyone's faces changed and they screamed and pounced. For a time, the lounge was full of mourning.

The moon crept out of the clouds, witnessing the solid and pure friendship of the five men in the Gryffindor Tower.

A few days later, Halloween arrived as scheduled.

The inside of the auditorium has been transformed and decorated with hundreds of live bats. The dozen or so wagon-sized pumpkins that Hagrid had planted at the back of the hut had been carved into lanterns that floated on the ceiling of the auditorium, where three or four people could even sit, and a cheerful Professor Flitwick was happy to use a spell to send the first-year freshmen to the pumpkins and watch them scream with excitement.

How to say that...... The festive atmosphere made Harry even more out of place.

As long as they see the people happily preparing for the festival, the strong desire to celebrate the festival and the strange sense of security of 'having someone with you anyway, I will die together' will continue to collide in their hearts. God knows how many tears of remorse were shed by several people in the middle of the night in the past two days.

So when Brandi made an excuse that there was an urgent need to release their pigeons, without exception, they refused in their hearts.

"It's hard to chase a horse if you say it." Hermione reminded Brandi fiercely, "Can you bear to see Nick lost?" ”

Replacing Nick with Hermione herself in this sentence is probably what she really wants to say.

Brandi looked at the people with unkind faces, and remembered the cruel treatment Harry had suffered that day, and for a moment he felt a chill all over his body.

"But I'm in a hurry...... he stammered, "you remember Luna, the school girl I knew." She's very sick now, and she's going to spend Halloween in the hospital room. So, I wanted to go with Salph to the hospital room for Halloween. ”

To improve his persuasive skills, he even scrambled to capture a wild salph who looked like she was about to go to the first floor to feed the cats - salph is simply amazingly attractive to animals. Ever since she arrived at Hogwarts, every evening, a small group of cats and dogs have gathered in the small corner outside the castle, and sometimes some strange and unrecognizable magical creatures. When you see Sharf, you will rush to it...... When Brandi first saw her, she thought that Sorph had been attacked.

"Selph, we're going to see Luna at night, right?" He panicked and put his hand on Sharf's head, pressing her little head little by little.

"Wow?" She was 'nodding' blankly, her big innocent eyes looking at Brandi curiously. Ginny hid behind her, so nervous that she didn't even dare to lift her head.

"Hmm...... Well, that's a shame. Ron magically expressed two meanings at the same time with his kind smile, "That's right! Should I take Ginny to the school hospital too? You see, her face is so red, she must have a fever - ouch! ”

The next second, he was holding his calf and jumping around in pain.

Therefore, it is really not as simple as drawing lots, but there is a scientific basis for this.

………………

At seven o'clock, Brandy said goodbye to Harry outside the auditorium, and next to him stood Salph with a large bag.

"Let's go." He nodded to Salph, and the two figures, one large and one small, went against the flow of people, bypassing the light-lit and candlelit auditorium, and walking towards the fourth floor. When they arrived at the entrance of the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey seemed to be about to go downstairs.

"Huh? What are you doing here? It's Halloween, and your Professor Dumbledore has brought in a band of skeletons from Edinburgh! Let's start with it – if it weren't for a serious illness, I'd probably consider going downstairs for a steaming bowl of creamy mushroom soup. ”

"We're not here to see a doctor, Madam Pomfrey. We'd like to take a look...... Miss Luna Lovegood? Brandi said.

"Oh?"

This reason seemed to surprise Madam Pomfrey even more than Brandi's broken leg, and she raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Lovegood? Are you talking about that crazy girl? It's a surprise, she's been lying here for two days, and you should be among the first friends to come and see her. Honestly, her personality is really terrible...... It was ridiculous enough to refuse to drink the pick-me-up I had concocted, on the grounds that my potion would interfere with her mental state, and it was no wonder that everyone who had been in her ward before called her a mad girl. ”

She snorted disapprovingly. "Alright, then you guys go in, and if there's anything going on, go to my office and ring the bell. It's magical, I can hear it. Happy Holidays. ”

Madam Pomfrey opened the door behind her and let them in.