Kyle had been keeping an eye on his surroundings for some time afterward, but strangely enough, the old whisper never came back again.

He also tried to increase the amount of training, making himself tired again, and even insisted on staying awake all night, but it still didn't work.

It seemed that he really misheard that day.

After about two weeks, Kyle didn't think about it anymore.

……

A few days before Halloween, on a stormy Saturday evening, Kyle, who had finished his Charms Club activities, nearly bumped into a man as he passed the corner of a hallway...... No, a ghost to be exact.

Nick, who almost lost his head.

The ghost of the Gryffindor Tower was looking out the window melancholy, muttering, "...... Not eligible for them...... That's half an inch away......"

He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice that someone had almost passed through him.

Until Kyle takes the initiative to greet him......

"Hello, Sir Boltington."

Kyle prefers to call him that rather than another name.

Every time he heard someone call him Nick since his last vacation, Kyle couldn't help but think of the old man in Devon.

"Hello, hello."

Nicol (crossed out) Nick, who was almost headless, was startled, and after looking around, he finally saw Kyle.

"Very few people call me that." He seemed to be in a better mood, "You look tired, it's so good...... I mean, I can't remember what it feels like to be tired. ”

As he spoke, he folded up a transparent letter and hid it in his jacket.

Strange to say, although the letter was transparent, it looked like it was real parchment, and when folded it was not visible at all.

"All I can say is that it's a terrible feeling, and you won't want to remember it."

Kyle rubbed his forehead and changed the subject, "You look like you have something on your mind." ”

"Ah, nothing." The ghost gracefully waved a slender hand, "It's a trifle...... It's not like I really want to participate...... I thought I could apply, but it looks like I'm ...... Not eligible. ”

His tone was nonchalant, but his face showed deep pain.

"Hello...... Kyle, oh, and Nick. ”

At this time, Harry also walked from not far away, he must have just finished Quidditch training, and he was wet and his clothes were covered in mud.

"Is the badge not working?" Kyle asked.

"No, it's useful." Harry said, "It's just that I accidentally fell into the mud puddle while catching the snitch and it fell." ”

Harry pulled out the waterproof and moisture-resistant badge with a rag attached to it, which had been ripped from his robes.

"Looks like you didn't fall lightly."

Kyle pulls out his wand.

"Fix it as before."

The rag returned to the robe with the badge.

"Thank you, Kyle, Hermione wanted me to learn this spell the other day...... I think she's right. ”

Harry said happily, then he looked at the ghost next to Kyle, "You seem to have something on your mind. ”

After being asked by two young wizards in a row, the ghost of Gryffindor suddenly exploded.

"Tell me about it!"

He pulled the letter out of his pocket again, complaining loudly about how the Headless Hunters had rejected his application.

"Look at this, we can only accept hunters with separate heads and bodies......"

"There's just a little bit of skin and tendons attached to it," he said angrily, "and most people would think it's no different from losing their heads." But no, in the opinion of Sir Baldmore, who had lost his head completely, it was not enough. ”

Harry opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him, so he could only say dryly, "I think you're qualified, really." ”

"Thank you...... It's a pity they don't think so! ”

"Sir Boltington......" Kyle said thoughtfully, "I don't have to be obsessed with joining the Headless Hunters. ”

"I didn't really want to join...... I'm just, because it's boring...... Apply and have fun! A ghost said stiffly.

"Well, like you said." Kyle doesn't expose him either.

"I think you could start a team of almost headless hunters on your own."

"Start your own team of hunters?"

"Yes, Sir Boltington." Kyle said, "I guess you're pretty famous in ghost circles. ”

"Hmm...... I do have quite a few friends. ”

"In fact, this year's Halloween is my 500th birthday, and there are already more than 100 ghosts who have already been confirmed to attend."

When he said this, his expression was very proud, and he thought that there should be a lot of it.

"That's fine." Kyle laughed, "You can announce your own team of hunters at that time and ask them to help spread the word and raise awareness." ”

"But...... What to do with the activity. ”

Nick hesitated, "I hate to admit it, but I really can't do things like juggling on horseback and overhead polo, and I don't look scary." ”

"You can develop your own activities." Kyle said, "There's no need to learn from them, you have your own strengths. ”

"My ...... Advantage? ”

"That's right." Kyle thought for a moment and said, "For example, you can shake your head up like a propeller, and they can't do it." ”

As he spoke, Kyle conjured a stone with a rope attached to it and flipped it twice in his hand.

"It's like this......"

"You can also find a mount that almost lost its head and throw it together. It would be nice if you could make some more sounds, or make some expressions or something like that. ”

Nick, who was almost headless, glared as if he had discovered a new world, and then he leaned in front of Harry and asked:

"Do you think it would really be scary if I did that?"

Harry looked at the rocks that kept flicking in Kyle's hand, and then at the head in front of him, and the picture came to his mind.

Subconsciously, Harry's facial features were wrinkled together.

Finished...... The picture is so beautiful, and it keeps lingering in his mind, he must not be able to sleep tonight!

But Nick, who almost lost his head, was satisfied.

"Oh, that's great, that's the expression!"

He clapped his hands excitedly, "That's a great idea, Patrick Podmore would have jaw-dropping if he saw it."

Ha ha...... I didn't think of that before! ”

He floated excitedly in mid-air.

"If you can, you can come to my ......"

"Meow......" Harry let out a shrill, shrill cry near his neck, drowning out the words behind him.

"It's Lady Loris."

Kyle glanced at Harry, and the long line of mud behind him.

"You'd better get out of here, someone in Potions class blew up today's cauldron, and the potion was splashed everywhere, and Filch cleaned it all morning, if he saw you dripping muddy water everywhere......"

"That's right." Harry said as he prepared to run upstairs to the common room, but it was too late.

He had barely taken two steps when Filch burst out from behind a tapestry, snorting and panting.

He had a thick checkered scarf on his head, and his nose was very red, and it looked like he had a cold.

"Enough!" He pointed to the muddy water dripping from Harry's Quidditch robes, "It's a mess everywhere, tell you, I've had enough!" Potter, come with me! ”

Harry sighed sadly and followed Filch down the stairs, leaving another trail of muddy footprints on the floor.

"That direction is...... Filch's office, he probably wanted to make an example. ”

"We've got to help Harry, I remember there was a big cabinet in the utility room, and if it were smashed on top of Filch's office, it should distract him," Nick said. ”

"A big cabinet?" Kyle muttered quietly, "Where's that utility room?" ”

"No, you can't go, you're going to get in trouble."

The ghost sank half into the wall, "I'll go find Peeves, he's the right person." ”

"Wait......"

Before Kyle could finish speaking, the other party was gone.

"It's too anxious."

Looking at the empty hallway, Kyle thought for a moment and turned and ran in the direction of the second floor.

(End of chapter)