"You...... Hello...... Myrtle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

A female ghost floated over crouching, her face the most melancholy Van Lin had ever seen. Half-hidden under her thinning hair, she wears a pair of thick pearl glasses.

"What's wrong?" Myrtle looked at the four people and a ghost with a confused expression.

"Not ......much," Hermione said quickly, "I'm glad to see you out of the bathroom." ”

"You're lying," Peeves cried, all of his harmless appearances a moment ago.

"They were talking about you just now......"

"I didn't ......," Hermione forced her composure, "actually, we're happy for you, and we're complimenting you on how beautiful you are today." ”

"Really?" Myrtle slapped into Hermione's face.

"Uh......" Hermione was still not very good at deceiving people, and for a moment, Hermione couldn't answer Myrtle's question.

"I know," Myrtle floated backwards for some distance, "you're making fun of me." Silver tears fell from her small, almost completely transparent eyes.

"No, I didn't, I'm telling the truth, you're really good today......" Hermione was a little short of words, and pulled Fan Lin's sleeve twice with her hand, but Fan Lin was about to speak, but was frightened back by the outbreak of myrtle.

"You're lying. Myrtle's voice was like a lion roaring, and it buzzed in the ears of the four little wizards.

"Do you think I don't know what people say about me? Fat myrtle! ugly myrtle! wailing myrtle!"

"And one more, you missed the word dirty......" Peeves added gloatingly, he liked to do it.

The wailing myrtle burst into tears, and the whole hall was filled with mournful cries. Peeves followed her, throwing peanuts at her while shouting, "Dirty, dirty!"

"My God......" Hermione held her head in despair, which made her unbearable.

"That's enough...... Ron was a little impatient, which made him feel terrible. "Let's go, I don't want to stay here, who would be interested in a party of a bunch of ghosts. ”

"Ron......" Van Lin touched Ron lightly, and Ron's words were heard by a large number of ghosts present.

"How?" said Sir Nicholas, who had to deal with these little things as the host of the banquet.

"Did you have fun, my friend?"

"Well, actually, not bad...... Harry looked away with a headache, but just then, an unexpected person appeared in front of him.

"Laura?" Harry looked at Laura, who had just come in, uncertainly, "Why the hell are you here?"

"You mean Miss Laura?" said Sir Nicholas lamented, "this is my special guest, in fact, some of the soul magic of the Chris's family is very useful, and it has added some interesting things to our bored ghosts. ”

Sir Nicholas thought of his sad words, and after a while he floated to the rostrum again, and as the host of the banquet, Sir Nicholas had to give some comments about these banquets in front of so many ghosts present.

"What are you?" Van Lin looked at Laura with some confusion.

"I'm an important guest......," Laura chuckled, "every class of Chris students are very popular with ghosts, as long as there are people from the Chris family, then ghosts will definitely try their best to invite them, and this ability can be regarded as the last talent of pure-blood wizards." ”

"Talent?" said Fan Lin puzzled, "can you be specific?"

"Of course...... "Laura" looked a little lonely, "this is a kind of inheritance and bloodline talent magic, the Chris family's bloodline magic is soul healing, which can make those ghosts enjoy the feeling of coming alive for a short time, but as the bloodline fades, this effect becomes bigger and smaller, maybe by the next generation, this talent will disappear completely." ”

"I'm sorry......" Van Lin said apologetically, but Laura's explanation also gave him a new understanding of pure-blood wizards.

"Nothing?" said Laura, who shook her head, but what was more noticeable was that Laura's face was even paler than before.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Hermione asked, frowning, "your face doesn't look bloody." ”

"It's okay, maybe it's too cold here. ”

"Oh, alright!" Hermione nodded, pulled out her wand, and gave Laura a warm-up charm.

"Thank you. Laura nodded, "Sir Nicholas is going to speak." After speaking, she motioned for everyone to look at her, and it would be very impolite for her master to speak distractedly.

By this time, the orchestra had stopped playing.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Sir Nicholas with a sad expression, "it is with great sorrow that we ...... to-day"

Suddenly, the horn of the hunt sounded.

So they and every ghost in the room fell silent and excited.

"Ah, let's see. Sir Nicholas said bitterly.

Twelve ghost horses rushed into the house, each with a headless horseman sitting on it. Everyone clapped their hands wildly, and Harry clapped his palms too, but he stopped at the sight of Nick's expression.

The horse galloped to the middle of the dance floor, lifted its front legs up, and stood on its hind feet to a halt. A tall ghost stood in front, his bearded head tucked under his arm, blowing his horn, and then taking a step forward and raising his head high. That way he can see the crowd. (The crowd erupts in laughter.) He walked over to Sir Nicholas and put his head back on his neck.

"Nick," he shouted. "How are you?

He laughed heartily and patted Sir Nicholas on the shoulder.

"Welcome, Bodmo. Sir Nicholas replied stiffly.

"Alive!" Bodmore jumped in surprise as he saw Harry, Ron, Van Lin, Hermione and Laura, and his head fell again. (There is another burst of laughter from the crowd)

"It was fun and wonderful. Sir Nicholas said with a gloomy face.

"Don't mind, Nick. Bodmore and the other Headless Horsemen began throwing head-hockey, drawing the attention of the crowd. As Bodmore's head flew past him with a cheer, Sir Nicholas gave up in vain hope of oratory.

Harry was cold, the effect of the warm-up spell had passed.

"Let's go," Ron said with some annoyance, the hall was getting colder and colder, of course there was nothing wrong with Van Lin, he was still used to the cold.

But Harry, Hermione, and Ron were not so comfortable.

What surprised Van Lin the most was that Laura didn't feel any discomfort, and still watched the performance on stage with a smile on her face.

However, Van Lin could feel a strange magic enveloping Kanla, and it seemed that it was because of this Laura that she was not afraid of the sound brought by these ghosts.

However, this should be Laura's family item or the power of the bloodline, after all, the influence of ghosts comes from the soul, as long as it does not pass through the body of a ghost.