Chapter 90 To the ghost's dying youth

"Oh...... Hmmm......"

Strange moans rang out, continuous, looming......

Anyone who knows anything about the relationship between men and women will think of some indescribable images when they hear this sound. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw Harry roasting on fire, his handsome face illuminated by the firelight as if it had been plated with a layer of gold dust, and a charming smile on his face that was extremely comfortable, and he hummed and chirped as if he was enjoying it. The misleading voice came from his nose and mouth.

One of the girls' faces turned red, and she whispered, "Harry, you...... Can you be quieter? As if she felt that it was very shameful to blame what she was accusing, she lowered her head as soon as she finished speaking.

Harry didn't hear it.

In fact, he heard it, but he didn't care.

He just wanted to enjoy the warmth that the flames brought him.

If it is 80 points to let the body enjoy the feeling of being surrounded by warmth when the fire is roasted, then the feeling of being groaned from the heart while roasting the fire will be sublimated again, and the most perfect effect will be achieved for 100 points.

The combination of body and mind is king.

Of course, this requires letting go of a little bit of shame.

Harry was now just pressing how to make himself comfortable.

He doesn't care about anyone else.

It stands to reason that Harry wouldn't do such a lascivious thing.

But anyone who accidentally falls into the icy lake water when there are dozens of degrees below zero and dozens of degrees of ice and snow will not have a good face.

So, Harry didn't care about anything, he didn't want to talk to anyone, he just wanted to be quietly roasted by the fire.

Seeing that Harry ignored the girl's words, the classmates looked at each other, and they could only look helpless.

However, as they listened, a wave of envy rose in their hearts for no reason.

Because when they roast the fire, they also have the desire to moan.

Looking at the way Harry looked, he seemed to enjoy it, or I would like to try it too.

Everyone seems to think so, so they open their mouths and want to free their hearts too.

But they found that even though they opened their mouths, they didn't make a sound, so what was the matter? They wondered if they had fallen under a dumb spell.

Harry looked at the way they tried to open their mouths but didn't, and snorted coldly, stupid Oodoudou, you can't even do something as simple as abandoning shame.

They had no choice but to continue listening to Harry's misleading voice.

The boys were fine, but a few girls listened to it but there were faint ripples in their hearts, and they secretly looked at Harry leaning on the chair, his face crimson, his legs together, and his feet stepping on each other, as if the more painful they stepped on, the more they could suppress a certain emotion.

Slowly, Harry's voice stopped.

Harry frowned, he didn't have the feeling he had at the beginning of the roast.

Already adapted?

When Harry stopped shouting, several girls couldn't help but exhale, what the hell were they fantasizing about just now?

Harry's clothes were half wet, but when he returned, he sat by the fire, and his clothes were now clung to his skin, wrinkled and uncomfortable.

Harry stood up, carried the quilt upstairs, and went to the bathroom, where he took a hearty shower and changed into new clothes.

Refreshed, resurrected with full blood again.

Eating Hermione's love chocolate, Harry made his way to the auditorium.

Along the way, the students I saw were all beaming.

Although they were not able to spend time with their parents, Christmas was always a happy event.

Even the ghosts roam the school hallways.

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Peeves hid in the air, jealously watching the students below happily attend the Christmas party.

The happiness on the student's face contrasted sharply with the resentment on its ugly face.

How it wants to spoil this beauty!

But it is not capable enough, and all it can do is scare and scare them.

Otherwise, he wouldn't just be doing these childish things.

Why am I so weak!

In Hogwarts, it is the weakest, and even the big joke in Hogwarts, "The Headless Horseman" Nick, is stronger than it.

Peeves' face was about to be contorted.

No, no, there's also a coward Myrtle who can make it bully and bully.

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His evil black eyes, watching the classmates passing below, would rush down whenever he saw the little ghost heads of the junior grades, and suddenly appeared, or burrowed through their bodies, or threw garbage on their heads.

The fear in the eyes of the younger students made it laugh "ho-ho-ho".

But it also thought with some sadness that in a few years, these students would know that although they could not do anything about it, there was nothing to be afraid of it.

The feeling of powerlessness made it angry.

Suddenly, it saw another student passing by, and it knew her, who had always been very popular with her classmates at school.

Usually it wouldn't dare, because they would tell Bloody Barrow that Bloody Hand Barrow was its most feared ghost, and that the blood and suffocating smell of blood he had brought it too many memories of fear.

But today, it's clear that something is wrong with its mentality.

It noticed that there was a tin trash can next to the stone pillar, and it smiled evilly, lifted the trash can, and floated behind the student, about to fall......

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