It's been a while since Harry last heard that sound, and Halloween is approaching, but in the meantime, Harry hasn't heard that terrifying sound again.

Halloween is fast approaching, and Hogwarts castles are once again filled with the sweet and greasy scent of pumpkin, and the rest of the place is decorated with elves except for the underground auditorium below the Great Hall. Hagrid's large pumpkin was harvested, then carved into a pumpkin face, and placed around the corners of the hallway.

The Halloween dinner is scheduled to start at 6 p.m.

"Why didn't you see Harry and Ron today?" Zhang Qiu glanced around after entering the auditorium, and then asked Zhang Feng. Because she knew that Zhang Feng and Harry had been in contact with a lot recently.

"Listen to them tell me that they're going to their college's resident ghost, Nick's death party, today. ”

"Death party!" sounds like a funny feeling, why don't we go?" asked Hermione, curious.

"On the one hand, this group of ghosts didn't invite us, so it's not good to participate rashly. "Maybe it's because Zhang Feng has the skills of a necromancer in the dark world, so the souls of Hogwarts seem to be hiding from him a little except for Helena Ravenclaw, the resident ghost of Ravenclaw.

"On the other hand, it's because I've read a travelogue that says that ghost death parties aren't that fun. Because all ghosts are less sensitive. So everything that is eaten is rotten and smelly, because the ghosts can only feel their smell if they smell it. All music is harsh because they are the only music they can feel the sound. The environment at the party will make the living feel cold, because the ghosts will always carry yin energy, which will make the living feel cold. So the death party is not so fun. “

"Today, Harry and the two of them are expected to have an unforgettable Halloween, hahahaha!" Zhang Qiu gloated a little.

In this way, the three of them talked and laughed, and the Halloween dinner gradually came to an end, and when the food on the table was finally gone, everyone walked to their own college lounge.

When passing through a corridor on the third floor, it seems that there is a problem with the bathroom at the end of the corridor, and the corridor is full of water. When they reached the bend in the hallway, they turned the corner and saw Harry and Ron standing there. On the wall directly opposite the two of them was written in a bright red color: "The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Those who are enemies of the heirs, be wary. “

The flickering light of the torch under the handwriting reflects the bright red handwriting a little mysteriously, and there seems to be something hanging in the shade under the torch.

When they got closer, they realized that it was a skinny cat. It was Mrs. Loris, Filch's cat, with its tail hanging from the torch holder, its body stiff as a plank, and its eyes wide open and staring.

When they saw the cat and the writing on the wall, the crowd seemed to be pressed the pause button and fell silent.

In the silence, someone spoke loudly.

"Enemies of the heirs, be on the lookout! Next is you, Mudblood!" It's Draco Malfoy. He had already crowded to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes were alive, and his normally bloodless face was flushed. He looked at the still, stiff cat hanging there, and a grim smile appeared on his face.

Malfoy's voice echoed in the empty corridors of the castle, and in the hearts of all the young wizards of ordinary origin, and no one wanted to beat him up for a "mudblood" at this time.

Malfoy's voice also summoned Mr. Filch, who was not far away.

"What's going on here, what's going on?" Filch squeezed his shoulders through the crowd. Then he saw Lady Loris, who stumbled back a few steps and grabbed his face with his hand in horror.

"What's wrong with my cat, my cat, Lady Loris?" He screamed.

At that moment, his bulging eyes saw Harry.

"You!" He screamed, "You! you killed my cat! You killed it! I want to kill you! I want to?"

"Filch"

Dumbledore arrived on the scene, followed by many other teachers. In the blink of an eye, he walked past Harry and Ron, and untied Lady Loris from the torch stand.

"Come with me, Filch. He said to Filch, "And you, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Malfoy." In addition, I would like to send two people from each college to come along, which is no small thing, and I would like them to participate in the survey as student representatives. ”