Ravenclaw Benjamin thought for a moment, and felt that Nicol, who was almost headless, still had a lot of brains. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info but how exactly he should get into the Ravenclaw library is a question.

Nicol, who was almost headless, seemed to be encouraged by Benjamin's words, and his already depressed face became agitated again.

"Of course, I know it's going to be very inconvenient for you to go to Ravenclaw. If you don't mind, I can help you ask, the ghost of Ravenclaw. ”

Benjamin suddenly remembered that the ghost of Ravenclaw seemed to be a pretty girl, and he looked at Nicol, who was almost headless, and immediately agreed.

At this point, Draco saw that Harry and the others were almost out of sight. Ron was clutching his stomach and said to Harry and Hermione beside him with a look of regret, "Oh my god, I shouldn't have been here! I hope there's food on it, or I'll go crazy!"

Hermione looked at Ron approvingly, "I knew I was going to accompany Ginny, she looks bad these days." And, she ......"

However, Hermione could not finish her sentence when she was interrupted by Ron.

"Yes, a lot of people are not in good spirits during this time. Neville was the same, sick every day, and had a look of fear every time he saw us. Frank is the only one who can play with Neville. ”

Benjamin and Draco weren't eavesdropping interestingly, they just happened to be hungry and needed to go upstairs to eat. Of course, now that their planned ball has gone down the drain, I just hope the Greengrass sisters don't go berserk.

"Rip, tear it! tear it!"

A low, dangerous voice suddenly rang out. It was as if it were coming out of Benjamin's head.

However, Benjamin walked forward calmly, because he found that Draco and Ron had very flat expressions, which would never have been possible if they had heard the voices as well.

Only Harry suddenly stopped, and he slowly raised his hand and placed it next to his ear.

"You guys, did you hear anything! I heard it the last time I was in Lockhart's office, and it was shivering. ”

Harry shuddered, then looked at the crowd expectantly.

Benjamin and Draco were both wearing masks, and no one else could tell what he was thinking.

Ron looked at Harry in surprise.

Harry staggered to a halt and clung to the stone wall, listening intently, looking around, squinting up and down the dimly lit aisles.

"Harry, what's the matter with you—?"

Ron asked worriedly, but Draco was already laughing faintly through his mask.

"That voice came up again—don't speak yet—" Harry said excitedly, his current state reminded Benjamin of what he was like in the lab. “...... It's been a long time......"

Benjamin heard it again, and he was pretty sure that Harry had heard it as much as he did.

"Listen!" Harry said urgently, Ron and Hermione froze, staring at him. They didn't seem to know what to say about Harry, and Ron could only look back at Benjamin and Draco.

"Senior, did you hear that?"

Benjamin and Draco shook their heads in unison, naturally.

The voice rang out again. Just above Benjamin. “...... Homicide...... It's time......"

The voice is getting weaker and weaker. Benjamin was sure that it (the thing that made the sound) was moving—moving upwards.

Harry stared at the dark ceiling and suddenly felt a sense of fear and excitement in his heart: how could it possibly move upwards, could it be a ghost, and the stone ceiling couldn't stop it?

Benjamin, on the other hand, moved his gaze back and forth between Harry and the ceiling, and eventually, like Harry, became intrigued by the sound.

"Go this way!" Harry shouted back, and then he ran up the stairs and into the foyer.

The laughter and laughter of Halloween feasts echoed through the auditorium, and it was unlikely that anything else would be heard.

So Harry ran up the marble staircase at full speed, all the way to the second floor. And Ron and Hermione stumbled after them.

As for Benjamin, he was not so much following as being dragged by Draco.

"Shouldn't we go back to the prom first?" Benjamin said deliberately, looking at Draco playfully.

Draco replied quite naturally, "I'd love to see Harry go crazy! he's so much cuter than Astoria!"

"Harry, what are we doing—" Ron asked, confused.

"Shh Harry replied harshly, then made a gesture to shut them up.

Then Harry pricked up his ears. In the distance, one floor above, the voice came again, and it became weaker and weaker: ". . . I smell blood.. I smell blood!"

Benjamin heard the voice too, and he could tell how excited and uplifting the desire for blood was in the voice.

Maybe it's a vampire?" Benjamin guessed boredly.

Harry's stomach throbbed. "It's going to kill!" Harry shouted excitedly, and then, despite the confused expressions on Ron and Hermione's faces, he made his way up the stairs in two steps, listening carefully to the mysterious voice as he listened carefully to the sound of his heavy footsteps.

This also invisibly increased the difficulty for Benjamin to listen to this voice.

"I was really curious what he was hearing. Draco said curiously behind Benjamin.

"I think we should find a place to change our clothes first. If someone really gets killed, it's sure to cause a stir. Benjamin suggested earnestly, and before Draco could speak, he had already removed the leaf from his face.

"Well, if they see a vampire, they might really think I killed someone. Draco shrugged his shoulders and removed the mask from his face, revealing a face that was a little more rosy than usual, avoiding Benjamin's gaze.

Harry raced around the third floor, Ron and Hermione panting after him, Benjamin and Draco kept their distance as much as they could, but couldn't get too far behind.

A few people kept going, and finally turned a corner and came to the last empty aisle.

"Harry, what the hell is going on?" Ron said, wiping the sweat from his face. ''I can't hear anything.''

Hermione suddenly gasped and pointed to the end of the hallway.