"Huh? My future henchmen, are you here for me? ”

A short male ghost suddenly emerged from under the table and stopped in mid-air in front of him.

"Peeves?"

Ricardo's eyes widened, and he looked at the ghost with a bright orange evening hat and a swirling bow tie.

He grinned with teeth on his broad, evil-looking face, as if he was going to do something bad.

"Want to have some?" He said sweetly, handing him a bowl of moldy peanuts.

"You can actually lift an object?" Ricardo said in surprise.

"Of course, don't you know?" Peeves was a little disappointed and didn't see Ricardo's disgusting look, "Looks like you're really lonely." ”

"I just remembered to ask about it," Ricardo hurriedly laughed, "You think, it's a miracle that a ghost can pick up a real thing." ”

"You're really boring...... Peeves didn't answer, took a deep breath, and yelled, "Hey, Myrtle!" ”

"Oh? - Oh, hello, Myrtle. ”

The ghost of a short, stocky girl floats in. Her face was melancholy and gloomy, half obscured by her long straight hair and thick, pearl-colored glasses.

"How?" She asked, grimacing.

"I don't know what to do," Ricardo said, helplessly, "Nice to meet you, but it's Peeves who found you." ”

Myrtle sniffled.

"My little assistant was talking about you—" Peeves said slyly in Myrtle's ear.

"How did I not know?" Ricardo had a question mark on his face.

Myrtle looked at Ricardo suspiciously.

"You're making fun of me." As she spoke, tears began to fall from her small transparent eyes.

"Waterfack ???"

"Don't lie to me." Myrtle gasped, tears rolling down her cheeks, Peeves giggling happily behind her.

"Do you think I don't know what people call me behind my back? Fat woman myrtle! Ugly myrtle! Poor, crying, sullen myrtle! ”

"You missed a 'acne-laden face.'" Peeves whispered in her ear.

The weeping Myrtle suddenly sobbed sadly and ran out of the basement classroom. Peeves chased after her as fast as he could, smashing her with moldy peanuts while shouting, "Pimple-covered face!" Acne-ridden! ”

"Oh, that's Peeves' favorite thing to do," said Sir Nicholas, who floated from the crowd, "and he loved to play tricks on people. ”

"So...... Why can this guy pick up the real thing? ”

"He is a mischievous ghost, a psychic energy rather than the mark of the dead," said Sir Nicholas, "and the ghosts of Hogwarts admit that Peeves are not one of them. ”

"So he's not a goblin?" Ricardo pondered, "So what is it?" ”

"Then I don't know......"

"Theorists generally believe that a prankster is a spirit that results from the subconscious behavior, especially the subconscious behavior of the oppressed. Hogwarts students have been under pressure for thousands of years, and it's no surprise that Peeves is such a form of spirit. ”

An icy voice came from behind Ricardo, who turned his head to see that it was the bloodied ghost.

"So...... It's a spirit," Ricardo nodded, not surprised by his appearance, "a collection of consciousnesses. It's a bit similar to Silent Ran. ”

Silence is a very dark energy body, and the Silent are usually abusive or frightened wizards who attract dark energy. After being attracted, Silent will parasitize on the Silent One, but this energy is extremely difficult to control, and it will explode like a time bomb if you are not careful.

"Yes," the ghost nodded, "but Silence belongs to the energy body, and Peeves belongs to the spirit body. ”

"Energy and spirits...... Is there a difference? ”

"There is a difference," said the ghost, "but this one...... I don't know very well. Well, that's all I know. ”

With that, the ghost drifted away, leaving Ricardo standing still, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's the ghost of Slytherin, whom we often call Barrow the Blood," Ser Nicholas introduced him, "but we don't look for him very often now...... Have fun? ”

"Oh? …… Oh, glad, so happy," Ricardo said cheerfully, "so many subjects...... Phew, it's the ancestors who are here, and that's really pleasing to me. ”

"I think so, and the numbers are satisfactory," said Sir Nicholas proudly, "and the weeping widows have come all the way from Kent...... Oh, it's almost time for me to speak, and I'd better go and talk to the band......"

Unexpectedly, at this time, the band suddenly stopped playing. They and everyone in the underground classroom fell silent, and looked around excitedly as a hunting horn sounded.

"Oh, that's bad." Sir Nicholas said bitterly.

Twelve ghost horses suddenly burst out of the walls of the underground classroom, each with a headless rider on it. All the participants in the party applauded warmly.

Ricardo frowned, this ...... The sauce is better than the fish?

"What kind of gang is this, Sir?" Ricardo asked Sir Nicholas, "It's a bunch of bandits." ”

"Oh, this is the Headless Hunters I mentioned to you," Sir Nicholas sighed, "and I don't know why I'm so happy. ”

The twelve ghost horses ran to the center of the dance arena, stood abruptly, stood upright on their hind legs, and then kicked their hind hooves and charged.

At the foreground was a large ghost, with a bearded head tucked under his arm and blowing a trumpet. He jumped off his horse and held his head high in the air so that he could look at the crowd from above (everyone laughed); He strode towards Nick, who was almost headless, shoving his head into his neck as he so-so.

"Nick!" He yelled, "How are you? Is the head still hanging there? He let out a wild laugh and patted Sir Nicholas on the shoulder.

"Welcome, Patrick." Sir Nicholas said bluntly.

"Living!" Mr. Patrick saw Ricardo and jumped high in feigned surprise, only to have his head fall off again (everyone laughed).

"It's a lot of fun." Sir Nicholas said with a straight face.

"Leave Nick alone!" Mr. Patrick's head shouted from the floor, "He's still worried about us not letting him join the Hunters!" But I'm trying to say— look at this guy—"

"I think," Riccardo remembered what he had said, seeing Sir Nicholas' meaningful gaze, "Sir Nicholas is very scary, of course. ”

"Haha!" Mr. Patrick's head cried, "I guess he told you to say that!" ”

"No, sincerely," said Ricardo with a smile, "imagine if you were a living person and a ghost came into your room in the middle of the night, and you were startled; Then, his head suddenly falls off, and you will be startled again; Then, the ghost shook its head twice, but it just couldn't fall off, isn't this more terrifying than if your head was already disconnected? ”

"Someone took off his head while he was alive, and he was still very powerful when he died?"

"People die and the lights go out, I don't think people have to fight for anything after they die, it's understandable that he can't enter any brainless team, but this is not a reason for you to suddenly break in and destroy people's banquets."