The ghosts around him fell silent, and Patri looked like he had actually eaten the cake on the table.

"That...... Hey man," he smiled, "it's a ghost thing, there's no need to ......"

"But you're at Hogwarts," Ricciardo interrupted him in a loud voice, "Sir Nicholas is our Hogwarts ghost after all, this is his banquet, I don't think you're qualified to make trouble here after turning into a ghost!" ”

He stepped forward, wand in hand: "Maybe you think that ghosts won't be hurt by spells; But in fact, there are many spells against souls in ancient magic, and in addition, continuous casting of Avada Suo can also hurt the ghost body, and even beat the soul to a complete sleep. ”

Then he paused, and his voice slowed, and he said:

"I don't want to be a big deal, but Jazz is my friend after all, and I don't want his death party to be disrupted by some guy who doesn't know what to do."

With that, he flicked his right hand, and a purple spell came out of his wand, brushing over Mr. Patrick's face. In an instant, the temperature of the air seemed to drop a little, as if there was ice frozen.

Mr. Patrick was horrified to find that his soul body seemed to be much darker, and the body that could have been felt became almost incomprehensible, as if his consciousness was struggling at the bottom of the unfathomable sea, and maybe in the next second, he would sink in the abyss!

Looking at Mr. Patrick's frightened appearance, the corners of Ricciardo's mouth outlined a cold arc: "Alright, I wish you all a good time, well, don't mess with Jazz anymore." ”

He swaggered out of the gate, and the ghost consciously gave way all the way, as if a new king had ascended the throne.

Ricardo walked away slowly, and Sir Nicholas watched Ricardo's departing back, soul-like tears filled his eyes, but he quickly wiped them off and strode to the podium to a cold blue spotlight.

"Attention, I will now begin to speak! It is with great sorrow that my late lords, ladies and gentlemen, ......"

At this time, the band began to squeak again, and the big ghosts and little ghosts returned to the dance hall in a flutter.

……

Walking out of the ghost banquet, Ricardo let out a long breath before shaking his head helplessly.

"Why are you so angry today? Are you overworked? ”

Maybe it's because the banquet there is too much hell...... He didn't think he was emotionally affected.

This time it didn't affect his plan. In the next few sentences, he threatened in the name of Hogwarts, at least, the basic plate of Hogwarts is stable, and if he wants to ask those ghosts about certain situations in the future, he also has this favorability.

As he walked towards the steps leading to the foyer, he suddenly stopped.

"Hiss ......"

A strange sound came from a distance, like some creature was wandering around.

He stopped, grabbed the stone wall, and listened intently, looking around, squinting up and down the dimly lit hallway.

Spiritual power is also activated in an instant, exploring the existence of living beings.

The voice is getting weaker and weaker. Ricardo can be sure that it is moving – moving upwards. He stared at the pitch-black ceiling, moving upwards? A ceiling made of stone can't stop it at all?

Snake. And it's a big snake.

Is there a large snake at Hogwarts? Ricardo thought as he walked upstairs.

It's a little closer...... Ricardo had sensed the presence of a living being, its signs of life...... It seems faint, like a myriad of pains experienced.

No, why did the power of that life form suddenly become stronger again, and the majestic spiritual power could almost hit him with a counterattack, besides, it seemed to ...... There seems to be a particularly familiar feeling to it...... It was so familiar that he wanted to ...... Cry?

That breath, he'd seen before, or...... Warmed by it......

Wrong! This is not the previous one! It suddenly occurred to Ricardo that this must not be the same lifeform!

And...... This vigorous lifeform is certainly not simple!

His spiritual strength can resist the critical attack of Voldemort's main soul, and besides Dumbledore, there is still a person who can compete with him in this aspect?

Although it is only a slight struggle, in fact, this is already a remarkable achievement! His soul can travel through the world, and the spiritual power it inspires can be imagined.

And now...... This guy can already threaten him personally!

A squeak of anger welled up in Ricardo's eyes, and he immediately pressed down, taking three steps and two steps up the stairs, listening to the sound of his heavy footsteps.

He raced around the third floor, and finally turned a corner into the last empty hallway.

There was a dark figure standing there, and Ricardo slowly approached, squinting to make out the darkness.

But the shadow saw him, and laughed coldly in the darkness - the man and woman were unknown, and then crouched on the ground, Ricardo knew that he was going to escape, and quickly stepped forward, and his spiritual power reconnoitred with all his strength, looking for the trace of the black shadow.

But suddenly! A strange force diffused from there, invisible and shadowless, but it instantly swept away his spiritual power, he took a few steps back, turned his left hand, and "fainted" ejected, but hit the blue-black wall.

Apparently fleeing, Ricardo cautiously walked over, only to see that between the two windows, on the wall a foot above the ground, there was some scribbling, shimmering in the light of the burning torches.

"I'm not an enemy, Ricardo Silva."

As Ricardo finished reading, a flame erupted from the wall, destroying all the handwriting.

"If you don't count the enemy...... But it's a little bit to know you. ”

"Soul Chase."

Ricardo muttered to himself, closing his eyes, magic surrounding him, telling him the signs of the place.

Sure enough, two souls appeared here, and one of them carried the filth of time, as if it had gone through countless times. The other was much younger, with that particularly familiar feeling.

They seemed to be heading towards the girl's bathroom...... It was as if that place was the residence of Myrtle, the one who was teased by Peeves.

It's as if the breath disappears in a pool...... Oh no......

A low noise, like thunder in the distance, told him that the feast had just ended. From the ends of the corridor where he was, the sound of hundreds of feet climbing the stairs and the cheerful laughter of people after a full meal could be heard. Then, the students pushed and shoved into the aisle from both ends.

This...... Was it intentional? Hide your tracks with a crowd?

Ricardo looked at the crowd, let out an incomprehensible chuckle, and walked away quickly.

"But...... It doesn't count...... Enemy? Say...... Not now, it's still ...... Threatening me? ”