The moment he subconsciously met Snape's eyes, Ernie only felt a cold sweat break out.

He quickly turned his gaze away, and the whole person lowered his head directly, trying to borrow his 11-year-old height as much as he wanted to hide under the shadows of other seniors.

"Impossible, it should be just a coincidence, it has nothing to do with me."

Ernie said.

But no matter how much he emphasized, there was always a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

After all, no matter what, he is speaking ill of people behind his back.

It's fine if it's not noticed, but once it's noticed, then it's not embarrassing to describe, and maybe something very tragic will happen.

"There are so many people here, he won't notice me!"

Although Ernie had been strongly denying this, it was clear that he had a strong uneasiness.

In the end, he was no longer convinced of this, and instead began to ask Connor on the side to verify the matter.

However, in the face of his strong and middle-class attitude, she thought that her good brother gave him a painful blow.

"I think you might be dreaming."

Connor's words were calm, but they fell rather heavy on Ernie's ears.

He wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't laugh at all.

"I just happened to be eye-catching with him."

He emphasized.

"Yes, that's right, but then you have a weak heart, and that's the problem."

Connor was here calmly mending the knife.

"Even if it doesn't mix any magic elements, judging purely by conventional experience, he can lock on to you."

"Why, there are so many people here."

"But there are so many people, and you're the only one who has your attention on Snape."

“……”

Finally, under Connor's flawless and relentless pursuit, Ernie was completely sunk.

He cupped his head in annoyance.

It's just that at this time, no one pays attention to the consequences of his subconscious broken mouth.

As Connor had said, most of the students and teachers had already focused on the vampire in the center, even Professor Quirrell, who had always been a good old man.

Connor couldn't help but look twice as he swept his gaze to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who was sitting on the edge and looked so innocent.

Even on Halloween, he still wears that garlic-smelling turban.

And it seems that he deliberately wants to stay away from Lorcan, a half-blood vampire, with a posture of setting up his own character to the end.

Seeing that he didn't show any other anomalies, Connor looked back at the vampire in the center:

Morbid and handsome, evil but upright.

Under the starry night and the rekindled candlelight, Loccan Deis has always embodied the stereotype of the 'righteous vampire' in some works featuring vampire novels.

Even, even the boys fell in his charm.

Of course, more of them were attracted by the vampire's stunning appearance of playing with the shadows.

"Actually, when I was younger, I thought about becoming a vampire, and I always thought it should be a cool thing."

Even Cedric made such remarks, and Connor couldn't help but give him a second look.

Cedric?

That good student's face became a vampire?

Or rather, to become a bat...... What would that look like?

Connor always felt like he couldn't think of it, but at the same time he had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Plagued by that inexplicable ambivalence, Connor ended up thinking about nothing.

"Anyway, he's supposed to be here to sing."

Connor sipped the juice.

He didn't have such a strong desire to chase stars, and he didn't know why these people worshiped the vampire so much, but that didn't stop him from deciding to get involved and enjoy the music of the party with his classmates.

"As a Hogwarts graduate, I was honored to be invited by Professor Dumbledore to sing Halloween songs for my lovely juniors, so without further ado, the first one is dedicated to the ...... you are familiar with."

"Knock"

Suddenly, the door was slammed open, and an old man with a cat in his arms swooped into the auditorium.

"Headmaster! Dear Professors! Something happened! Something happened! Something is wrong! ”

Holding his Lady Loris, Filch just shouted at his hoarse voice.

The sudden howling sound of a duck ruined all the good things, and many students were uneasy.

But the teachers were different, because Filch was visibly wounded!

It was like a wound torn apart by some kind of beast.

Seeing this, the smile on Dumbledore's face gradually faded.

But his voice was still soft:

"What's wrong, Argus, what's going on?"

"Forbidden Forest...... The Forbidden Forest is rioting!! There are werewolves! The werewolf has escaped! ”

When Filch's voice echoed, the entire auditorium fell into an eerie silence.

But this is nothing more than the silence before the storm.

The next moment, the violent chaos broke out completely, and the students all began to panic.

"Forbidden Forest Riot?"

"What's going on?"

"Werewolf ?!!"

"Could it be that everything inside has escaped?"

Not just the students, but even the teachers looked different, with Snape even giving a vague glance at Quirrell, who looked panicked.

"Forbidden Forest Riot...... Forbidden Forest riot, what the hell escaped? ”

"Kids, please be quiet."

Finally, it was Dumbledore who stepped forward and suppressed all the uneasiness in a calm but powerful tone.

"You are very safe, I can make sure of that, now I ask the prefects to lead the students of each house back to their respective common rooms...... Remember to progress through the secret passages that only the prefects know. ”

Dumbledore said solemnly.

"Professors, please stay here, and Mr. Deess ......"

"Of course I'll stay here to teach, but I've been a Hogwarts student before."

So, the dinner was interrupted.

Mixed in with the crowd, Connor just stared at the stern-looking professors, and finally his gaze rested on the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

Quirrell Quirrell.

His expression was just flustered, as if he had no idea what was going on.

However, is this his acting skills, or is it a true expression of emotion?

It was a little far away, and Connor realized that he didn't feel anything at all.

"Hey, Connor, it's time to go."

At this moment, Ernie also tugged at his sleeve.

"Hufflepuff kids come with me, don't push."

Gabriel's voice also sounded from the front.

"The Hogwarts common room is the safest place in the world!"

"Really, did this happen within two months of being quiet......

Walking at the back of the line, he followed Georgina, the female prefect.

Looking at the female prefect beside him, who had been concerned about the students, he slowed his pace.

Thinking of finding a way to leave directly around the next corner, but before he could make a move, he saw that the female prefectural also slowed down.

"Connor?"

Upon inquiry, Connor's plan to leave behind went bankrupt before it could even begin.