“…… For some well-known reasons, we are going through a difficult time......"

“…… However, don't worry, after friendly communication with the Ministry of Magic, those uninvited guests will not affect us. ”

"And, I think, having this bunch of guys will add a little more to our Halloween dinner......"

Dumbledore gave a speech on stage, but to be honest, not many people paid attention to it, and the food in front of him was so delicious.

The craftsmanship of the house-elves is not to be said, no matter how dark it may seem on the outside, it tastes unusually delicious. To Ike's disappointment, there was a dish that looked like a skeleton, which turned out to be a mix of lamb, beef, and chicken.

Three flavors in one bite, three times the pleasure!

Dumbledore didn't speak long, and the Halloween dinner began as a magical firework exploded in the ceiling to light up all the jack-o'-lanterns, and the Great Hall was filled with the laughter of the young wizards.

The Skull Dance Troupe danced a cheerful dance, accompanied by the sound of "squeak, squeak" bones rubbing, but there was nothing scary about it. The enchanted instrument was playing on its own, as it was Professor Flitwick's job, and even in the middle of a meal, he would wave his wand and change tunes every once in a while.

At the end of the dinner, Ike finally saw the show that the ghosts had carefully prepared. They form neat queues, emerging from walls and tables, each performing their own show.

Of course, the most noteworthy thing is the ghost of Gryffindor, only he is more interesting. Like the bloody man Barrow is clearly in a sluggish state, with a wooden face full of written people do not enter. Lady Grey of Ravenclaw, though she could see her laughing, was not a boisterous ghost, and followed the other ghosts through the whole process as if perfunctory.

Overall, it was good and didn't disappoint.

After the dinner, the young wizards laughed and walked to their dormitories. Although we will have to devote ourselves to intense study tomorrow, at least everyone is happy at the moment.

Climb the stairs and the flow of people automatically splits into two. Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are on the eighth floor, but their respective lounges are in different directions.

Ike and the others hadn't gone far when they suddenly heard a scream, followed by a chaotic discussion from Gryffindor.

"What's wrong with those guys?" Stewart's curiosity was still heavy, "Want to go and see?" ”

Ike knew what was going on over there, but he followed.

When I reached the hallway leading to the Gryffindor common room, it was already crowded with students, and in addition to the lion cubs, there were also baby snakes who had run up from the basement after receiving the news.

A few people tried to squeeze in, but they couldn't.

"Who's going to call Professor Dumbledore!"

A voice came from inside, and soon someone ran towards the principal's office. After a while, Dumbledore arrived in a hurry, and the crowd automatically dodged through a passageway, and many of the people who were crowded outside also took the opportunity to blend in.

"Let's go, let's go!"

Professor McGonagall, Snape, and Lupin, who were a little bit late, were barricaded outside, and had to squeeze inside while shouting.

"We've got to find her." Dumbledore looked at the torn mural in front of him with a heavy face, "Minerva, please go to Filch immediately, tell him to find every painting in the castle, and be sure to find the fat lady." ”

"Good luck!" Peeves let out a gloating laugh and jumped over everyone's heads.

“…… She wouldn't let him in, and he got angry......"

“…… He's got a terrible temper, that Sirius! ”

"Alright, Peeves." Dumbledore's luck suddenly became serious, and with just a wave of his hand, the previously lawless Peeves smiled flatteringly and quickly left.

"Go to the auditorium, kids, go to the auditorium first."

Everyone followed Dumbledore back to the Great Hall, and after a while, the rest of the people who didn't go to join in the fun arrived.

"We need a full search of the castle, and for everyone's safety, I'm afraid you'll have to spend the night here."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and tables flew to the edge of the Great Hall, hundreds of purple sleeping bags neatly appeared on the floor.

"Sleep well."

As soon as the front foot left, the energetic lion cubs told the students what had just happened to the students on the back foot, and a mood called panic quietly spread through the crowd.

"Alright, let's sleep." Ike beckoned Stewart and the others to get into their sleeping bags, "There are professors, we don't have to worry too much." ”

"Oh my God, that's exciting!" "He's so bold that he almost made it happen!" ”

"It was also at the time of the dinner party, when everyone was in the auditorium, that he had this opportunity." Michael said.

"All right, gentlemen, go to sleep." Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Roger, "Trust the professors! ”

The candles were extinguished, and only the ghosts glowed with a silvery glow. The prefects gathered together and were talking in whispers. They need to allocate their own time on duty, and they need to be on patrol at all times.

I don't know how long it took for the professors to come back.

"Professor, do you have any clues about him?" It happened to be Patsy's patrol time, and he asked in a whisper.

"No, is it normal here?"

"Everything works."

"Very good, I can take them back tomorrow morning, I have found a temporary guard." Dumbledore said.

After a while, the auditorium opened again, and Snape walked in quickly and quietly. Dumbledore saw Snape's face, waved his hand and went to the corner.

The voice was very small, and only sporadic words came out, causing some of the little wizards who had slept more lightly to turn over with a frown.

The two seemed to be arguing, Snape first shook off his robes, and after a while Dumbledore left with a bad face.

At the same time, outside the castle.

Professors McGonagall, Flitsch, and Lupin were standing guard at the front of the foyer, wand in hand, dozens of Dementors flying in the sky.

"Get out of here! You can't get in! Dumbledore walked out with a cold face, his tone gloomy.

The Dementors refused to disperse, and one flew out and landed, making an indecipherable sound.

"I don't want to say it a second time! Don't get an inch! Dumbledore drew his wand, the tip of which glowed white with fear to the Dementors.

The Dementors in the sky seemed to be unwilling, but they retreated under the Patronus Charm, but the one that fell did not leave.

Its cloak fluttered, making another inexplicable sound.

"I know, but you have to be where you belong, I don't want to see you in the school anymore!" Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then put away his wand, his face still gloomy.

The Dementor didn't leave, and the voice sounded again, but this time Dumbledore didn't listen, and waved his hand to see a flash of white light, sending the Dementor flying.

"What's going on, Albus?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Nothing, Minerva." Dumbledore shook his head.

"It's just that I still want to search the castle."