Because today is Halloween, the decoration of the auditorium has been changed to a festive style. A swarm of live bats flew around the enchanted ceiling, while hundreds of tiny pumpkin figures squinted at every corner.

However, because of the Triwizard Tournament, none of the students cared about this, and they all talked about the Triwizard Tournament.

It was only after the bats had been flying over his head for an unknown amount of time that Maple finally realized that it was still a holiday.

The Weasley brothers were taken to the hospital, and they didn't bother feeding the ghosts. The ghosts of Hogwarts are more reserved and will not ask for food from the Maple and Weasley brothers.

Maybe the magic of transforming ghost food should be publicized to all the teachers and students in the school, no, just teach this magic to the house-elves, since the house-elves can even master the illusion, as long as Dumbledore, their master, gives an order, they should be able to learn it soon.

At that time, the house-elves will be able to directly provide the ghost with food that they can taste, without him having to bother every Halloween.

Looking at these ghosts, Maple suddenly felt that he had forgotten something.

Ah, yes!

After saying goodbye to the ghost, Maple immediately ran out in such a hurry that he didn't even notice that there was an extra tail behind him.

Maple ran all the way to the eighth floor to the door of the Room of Requirement, silently chanted, 'I need a place to practice the Patronus Charm,' and pushed the door open and entered. Or the room where they were practicing the Patronus Charm, and there was a silver chest on the floor.

The Dementor who practiced the Patronus Charm, after the practice was over, Maple didn't know where to put the Dementor at first, so he stayed in the Room of Requirement. Then he forgot about it and has been doing so until now.

Maple opened the chest and saw the poor, hungry, almost transparent Dementor inside.

However, although the Dementor is too hungry to move, it is not a normal life, so it looks like a transparent Dementor that is about to disappear, but it is not completely dead.

Maybe if they continue to starve, the Dementors will only be infinitely close to death, but they just won't take their last breath.

Of course, the Dementors, who were so weak at the moment, might have been able to kill them with the very sloppy Patronus that Harry had unleashed for the first time.

Feeling the pleasure of being lost for a long time, the dying Dementor sucked greedily. Maple was a little reluctant to go, so he didn't release the Patronus to stop it. It's just that he is still too naïve, this dementor who is about to faint from hunger has no restraint at all, and his body has regained some strength and has been active again, but he still doesn't know how to restrain and continue to suck.

This sinful creature is really not worthy of pity, and Maple used to feel a little pitiful for this alien life form born out of despair, because it is their natural instinct to absorb pleasure, and perhaps this is not what they want.

I wanted to be a good person, but no one gave me a chance.

But now Maple felt that this sympathy was ridiculous, and it didn't matter if the Dementors were pitiful or not. Because they are hopeless, and if they still have good intentions, the best relief for them is to disappear from this world.

"Protective Guard!" The Dementor was directly bounced back by Maple's Patronus, and Maple's Patronus drove it away, and before it took the initiative to attack, the oppression of the Patronus alone made the Dementor weak again, and spit out the happiness it had just absorbed from Maple.

"Giggles, a student, you're going to be arrested by the Ministry of Magic if you imprison a guard from a magical prison." At this moment, a familiar strange laugh rang out beside Maple, and it turned out to be Peeves.

"Peeves, why don't you eat the food I gave me with the ghosts, why are you following me?" Peeves followed him all the way to the Room of Requirement, and he didn't even notice it, and Maple felt that he was really careless. Peeves found out that he was hiding a Dementor, and he was in some trouble, and Maple had a headache, but he still pretended to be calm on his face.

"Maple, you've gone too far, do you want to report to the Minister of Magic?" Pippi said with a mischievous smile on his face. Peeves may just be trying to play a prank, and doesn't really inform. But Peeves has too much uncertainty for Maple to pack. I have to say, Peeves is acting a little unwisely. Maybe he was just joking, but could a temperamentless wizard who cleaned up all the Dementors be a joke?

"What are you doing?" Peeves had no idea what magic Maple had cast to immobilize his ghost-like body. Ordinary immobilization charms can't deal with ghosts at all, and the Patronus can deal with Dementors born out of despair, but not Peeves with prank thoughts, which is probably why Peeves has no fear in front of Maple. But Peeves seems to have overlooked something, and that is that he had just eaten the food that Maple had given them to the ghosts.

Not everyone can flirt, and Peeves realized it a little late.

"What are you going to do?" Peeves let out a scream of fear, and then fell uncontrollably into a dark hole.

Pee's ghost was too weird, he wasn't an evil spirit, so Maple felt that even the Thunder Spell might not have an effect on him.

There happened to be a Dementor next to him, and Maple happened to know about the Dementor's kiss, so he stumbled upon a bold idea.

As soon as this idea appeared, it immediately aroused Maple's great interest -

What happens when you throw Peeves into a Dementor's kiss?

The cavity under the Dementor's cloak is stuffed into Peeves, and the moment the Dementor enters the entrance, the Dementor realizes that this is not the soul he wants to eat. The Dementor tried to spit Peeves out, but Maple, who had already expected this, slammed the Dementor into the Dementor's mouth with the Patronus, and the Dementor swallowed Peeves again.

The color of the Dementor's body was a little darker, but fortunately, Maple controlled the force and didn't kill it directly.

After a while, the Dementor suddenly trembled violently, and the air around it was a little messy from the violent gasping of its mouth. The Dementor's behavior reminded Maple of the Mind Cursed spider in Moody's class, "If it could speak, it would make the worst screams."

It seems to be indigestion, and Maple is like a big snake pill possessed, and he is excitedly observing.

It occurred to Maple that the Dementors' kisses might be their way of reproduction.

The North Sea island, where the Wizarding Prison is located, is not mapped on the map, and cannot be discovered by wizards or Muggles. An evil wizard named Ixis, possibly the first occupant of the island, built a fortress on the island and managed to lure Muggle sailors here and torture them to death. After Aixis' death, the hidden spell he used on the fortress and the island failed, and it was then that the Ministry of Magic became aware of the existence of such an island.

When the Ministry of Magic went to investigate, they found Dementors there, and they developed into a colony.

Those who were ordered to investigate refused to talk about what they found inside, but there was no doubt that it was the birthplace of the Dementors, and that the process of creating them must have been extremely vicious and cruel.

Dementors can suck all the joy out of their prey, turning their souls into the same numbness and despair as they are.

When a Dementor sucks in a soul that, like them, is nothing but despair, it can give birth to a new Dementor within itself.

Of course, Muggles have no magical powers, their souls can only be used as nourishment, and only wizards' souls are necessary for them to thrive. When Voldemort rose back and removed Dumbledore's biggest obstacle, the Dementors were able to act without fear, but they didn't go crazy devouring Muggle souls, which is probably why.

Swallowing a soul that has lost all will and is incapable of resisting allows the Dementor to give birth to a new kind, but what about inhaling a happy spirit?

We eat in response to our body's needs, but we can't interfere with the process of food being digested by the cells inside the body.

Entering the Dementor's body through the passage of the Dementor's kiss, the structure of its body assimilates the swallowed soul to itself as usual.

Ghost Dementors are indigestible, but ghosts that escape the cycle of death and have no positive will will will also be able to do anything to Dementors. But Peeves is a little special, he is the result of the mischievous thoughts of countless generations of students.

Peeves get their time by trick-or-treating students for breaking school rules, and happiness is food for Dementors, but it's also what they fear.

If it's okay to just swallow the ghost, it's good to eat the raw food and spit it out, but Peeves has a positive emotional will.

The result was of course obvious, and the dying Dementors, who were tormented by Maple, were quickly thwarted and lost their breath.

I just don't know what happens to Peeves, a mischievous trickster, when he absorbs the body of a Dementor.

The dementor's ugly body slowly shrank, as if it had been devoured and absorbed by a parasite that had suddenly burrowed into its body, and its body continued to shrink, slowly changing towards Peeves' form.

It's just that when its body no longer shrank, it just lay on the ground and stopped moving, and Maple waited for a long time without noticing any movement.

Maybe Peeves is dead, too, or maybe he's slowly metamorphosing through a fusion with the Dementors.

This metamorphosis may last for hours, days, or even months, but it may take another stick of incense to complete.

But Maple had no patience to stay any longer, and he was ready to leave. However, before leaving, to make sure that something happens, Maple summons the pact unicorn Helina, and then carves the evil spell of Maoshan around Peeves.

Maple wasn't sure what kind of freaks would result from the combination of Peeves and Dementors, but if it were to become a dark creature like a Dementor, the Hester Charm infused with the unicorn's pure magic would be able to wreak havoc on it. If he was still like Peeves, then Maple's spell wouldn't help him.

When Maple comes looking for the ghost, Harry Ron and Seamus discuss the Hogwarts classmates over the age of seventeen who might be in the tournament.

When Warlint of Slytherin threw his name in, Harry and the others were all disgusted and disgusted.

Gryffindor currently only has Angelina Johnson by name, she is also the Gryffindor Quidditch chaser, and Gryffindor's biggest rival is Hufflepuff's Diggory.

He is a Quidditch Seeker and captain of Hufflepuff.

Suddenly, it turned out that these Hogwarts favorites were all from the Quidditch team.

After breakfast, Ron asked, "So what are we going to do now?" ”

"Where's Maple?" Hermione looked around, but couldn't find him, "Where did he go again?" ”

"Are you going to look for him again?" Ron said.

"Uh-oh-no," Hermione blushed, duplicitous, "Harry, do you have any plans?" ”

"Why don't we go see Hagrid?" Harry suggested.

"Hmm-" Hermione hesitated, suddenly realizing that Ron was glaring at her, and immediately said, "Great idea! Let's go! ”

After a few steps, they stopped again.

Beauxbatons students walked through the front door from the field, and among them was the girl who looked like a baby. Those gathered around the Goblet of Fire stepped back, letting them through, and watched eagerly.

Madame Maxim followed her students into the foyer and ordered them to line up. One by one, the students of Buchbaton crossed the age line and threw their parchment into a blue-and-white flame. When each name is thrown into the flames, the flames quickly turn red and burst out with sparks.

When all the students had signed up, Madame Maxim led them out of the foyer and back to the field outside.

"What happens to those who aren't chosen, you say?" When the girl, who resembled a baby, threw her parchment note into the Goblet of Fire, Ron whispered to Harry, "Are they going back to their school, or are they going to stay here and watch the game?" ”

"I don't know," said Harry, "I guess it's time to stay, Madame Maxim is still here to referee, isn't it?" ”

So, where do they sleep? Ron looked at them, no, it should be her back, but after receiving Hermione's disdainful look, Ron immediately closed his mouth.

As they approached Hagrid's hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the secret of where Beauxbatons' students slept was revealed. The huge powder-blue carriage they had been riding in had stopped two hundred yards from the main entrance to Hagrid's hut, and the Beauxbatons students were burrowing into it. The elephant-sized flying horses pulling the wagons were grazing in a makeshift enclosure next to the wagon.

Harry knocked on Hagrid's door, and a muffled bark was heard in the room.

"It's finally here!" Hagrid opened the door and said, "I thought you little ones had forgotten where I lived!" ”

"We're so busy, Sea—" Hermione was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly paused, looking up at Hagrid, obviously speechless in surprise.

Hagrid wore his best furry brown suit with a yellow and orange-red checkered tie. And that's not the worst of it, though: he's apparently tried to straighten his hair, using a lot of machine lube and stuff like that.

Now his hair was slick in two bunches, and perhaps he had intended to tie a Bill-like ponytail, only to find that he had too much hair for Hagrid.

Hermione stared at him blankly for a moment, then apparently decided not to comment, and said, "Well—where's the whelk?" ”

"In the pumpkin patch outside," said Hagrid pleasantly, "they're so big that they're now about three feet long." There was only one problem, they started killing each other. ”

"Oh, that's bad!" Hermione said, glaring at Ron to stop him from speaking. Ron had been staring at Hagrid's odd hairstyle, just about to open his mouth for a comment.

"yes," Hagrid said sadly, "but that's okay, now I'll separate them and put them in the box." There are only about 20 of them. ”

"Ah, what a blessing!" Ron said. Hagrid didn't hear the irony in the sentence.

Hagrid began to make tea, and they sat down at the table, and soon the triwizard tournament was about again. Hagrid seemed as excited about it as they were.

"Wait," he grinned, "and see." You're going to see things you've never seen before. The first project is - ah, I shouldn't have said. ”

"Go on, Hagrid!" Harry, Ron, and Hermione urged, but Hagrid shook his head and grinned.

"I don't want to spoil your spirit," said Hagrid, "but it's going to be wonderful, I'll tell you." Those warriors have something to do. I really didn't expect to see the Triwizard Tournament resume in my life! ”

They ended up having lunch with Hagrid, but they didn't eat much. Hagrid made them a pot of what he said was a smorgasbord of steaks, and Hermione dug out a large paw from her share, and she, Harry, and Ron lost their appetite after that.

Still, they had a good time, coaxing Hagrid into telling them what the competition was about, speculating about which participants might be selected as Warriors, and worrying about whether the beards on Fred and George's faces had faded.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, it was raining lightly, and they felt so comfortable. Sitting by the warm fire, listening to the rain gently pounding on the glass window, watching Hagrid knit his socks and debate the house-elf with Hermione.

Hagrid refuses to join, much to Hermione's upset.

"It's not a good thing for them, Hermione," he said solemnly, threading a thick bone needle with a yellow coarse yarn, "it's in their nature to take care of humans, and they like that, understand?" They would be sad if they were not allowed to work, and it would be an insult to pay them for it. ”

"But Harry freed Dobby, and Dobby is so happy!" Hermione said, "And we've heard he's asking someone to pay him right now!" ”

"yes, yes, there's some freak in every creature. I'm not denying that there are a few quirky elves who are willing to be free, but you can never convince most of them to fight for freedom. Really, it can't be, Hermione. ”

Hermione was annoyed, but she wasn't so angry that she forgot what Maple had discussed with her.

Hearing that Maple and Hermione had created a television station and were going to give him a show about caring for magical creatures, Hagrid was immediately intrigued. Excitedly chatting with Hermione about the show, the atmosphere became friendly again.

Hagrid had endless words to talk about his experience in caring for magical creatures, and it wasn't until half past five that it was dark and Ron reminded him that it was time for them to return to the castle for Halloween, and that the school warriors could not miss the ceremony, that Hagrid paused.

"I'll go with you," Hagrid said, putting aside what he had knitted, "wait for me a moment." ”

Hagrid stood up and walked to the chest of drawers next to the bed, beginning to search for something inside. They didn't pay much attention at first, until a particularly unpleasant smell crept into their nostrils. Ron coughed and asked, "Hagrid, what's that?" ”

"Huh?" Hagrid turned, holding a large bottle in his hand, "Don't you like it?" ”

"Is it a moisturizer that you put on after shaving?" Hermione asked in a slightly choked voice.

"Uh-huh—it's cologne," Hagrid muttered, his face flushed. "Probably too much," he said in a hoarse voice, "I'll wash it off, wait—"

He walked out of the hut with heavy steps, and they saw him desperately washing his face in the bucket outside the window.

"Cologne?" Hermione asked in surprise, "Hagrid?" ”

"And what about the hair and the suit?" Harry asked, lowering his voice.

"Look!" Ron said suddenly, gesturing out the window.

Hagrid straightened up and turned away. If he blushed just now, then compared to his face at the moment, it is nothing at all.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood up cautiously to keep Hagrid out of sight, and peeked out the window to see Madame Maxime and the Beauxbatons students just coming out of the carriage, apparently preparing for a banquet. They couldn't hear what Hagrid was saying, but when he spoke to Madame Maxim, his expression was mesmerized and his eyes were foggy, an expression he had only seen Harry once—when he looked at the newborn dragon Norber.

"He's going to the castle with her!" Hermione said angrily, "I thought he was waiting for us!" ”

Hagrid didn't even look back at his cottage before he walked with Madame Maxim across the field with heavy steps. Beauxbatons' students followed, trotting to keep up with their big steps.

"He's in love with her!" Ron said in disbelief, "Ah, if they had children in the future, it would definitely set a world record – dare I say each of their children weighed a ton." ”

They got out of the hut by themselves, closed the door, and didn't expect it to be so dark outside. They wrapped their cloaks tighter and walked up the slope of the lawn.

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