The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The banquet went smoothly. Although Dumbledore did not invite the skeleton band this year, the atmosphere remained lively thanks to the impromptu performances of the Weasley twins and some little badgers.

Professor Lupine looked even happier, directing the flaming ribbons as they swam above the auditorium like multicolored water snakes.

His bulging pockets had long since deflated, and most of it had gone to Harry, which made Harry show off to Ron that Lupine's candy made his disappointment at not going to Hogsmeade subside a bit.

This year's best Halloween costumes were Cyrus and Hermione.

Ah....but the other best spoof award went to George and Fred, who actually played the Muggle guillotine and the bamboo basket used to hold the head.

Because they fit in so perfectly at Hogwarts, especially when the two Mandalorians stood in front of the statues of stormtroopers surrounding the foyer, they were barely recognized.

So Cyrus liked to wait for them to pass by, and suddenly raised his iron sword to threaten.

Sitting with Lupine and the others is not the four deans and the headmaster of Hogwarts, to be precise, it should be the 'Holy White Council', especially when Dumbledore stood up and changed the form of fireworks, it was more like up.

"Maybe I can use it more in the future." Dumbledore became more proficient with Cyrus' fireworks tricks, and he gradually mastered the soul of fireworks.

"Why didn't I think of this trick at the time?" Lupine said angrily.

"It's not too late...is it?"

Crookshanks sneaked in through the gap in the auditorium's door. It saw Hermione and her 'beloved' at a glance, and jumped along the wall onto Cyrus' lap with small steps.

"You should lose some weight." Cyrus weighed it with his legs.

Crookshanks, however, just stared at him for a while, as if he had heard some ridiculous nonsense, and he ate a piece of lasagna by himself.

"Stand over a bit... yes, Mandy! You're blocking the light!" Colin held up his black-and-white camera to take pictures of those who needed to be photographed. "Thanks, Penny...don't touch it! It's Art!"

Colin slapped Ron's curious paw away.

"Stingy..."

"What stinginess? Look at your paws are full of oil!!" Colin sent him off, "Go, go, cool down, and I will take pictures for the president..."

It was said that it was only for Hermione and Cyrus, but in fact, a group photo was taken along the way. In a club of nearly a hundred people, half of the wizards of Hogwarts were crowded together.

Cyrus put 'Gramdrin' across his knees, held hands with Hermione, and placed them on the scabbard together.

The president and vice president sat in the middle of the long table, they had already taken off their helmets, Crookshanks lay on Cyrus' lap, Stitch was hugged tightly by Hermione, and the surrounding crowd Friends who came over:

Harry, Ron, Neville, Wayne and others squeezed around Cyrus in turn, while Mandy, Hannah, Lisa and other witches turned sideways and patted Hermione.

George, Weasley, Cedric and Wood saw that there was no place beside them, and wanted to grab a C seat, so they moved the food from the Ravenclaw table to the Hufflepuff table, and they stood on tiptoe, Carefully step on a small area.

Seeing the group of people crowded closely together, the little snakes of Slytherin pretended to join in the fun, but actually silently approached the edge of the camera frame.

"Where is the prefect? ​​Where is the prefect? ​​Take care~"

However, Prefect Gemma Farley had already moved over. She was from a pure-blooded collateral family and had never seen a Muggle camera before, so she bent over the edge, as if she was studying something.

At the edge of the frame of the camera that Colin fixed, Gemma's head can just be seen poking in.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" Ernie stood behind Justin, impatiently, "Hey? Wayne! What are you pretending? I saw you stepped on my foot..."

With the "click" of the camera, accompanied by flashes and burnt smoke, a lot of film was lost.

Maybe it was because Cedric didn't stand still and slipped his foot. His panicked expression and the way he almost fell were also fixed. He yelled:

"Re-photo! Re-photo!"

"Severus...something is wrong!" Dumbledore suddenly drank a big gulp of Flame Whiskey, and made an extremely weird grimace forward.

Snape turned his head with a confused expression, just in time to be photographed.

"Dumbledore..." His face darkened.

"Ahem... I just had a sip of wine and forgot to breathe fire." Dumbledore pointed to his crooked nose that was smoking, "A ball of fire almost got stuck in my throat."

Their faces are almost invisible for Halloween, except for Cyrus and Hermione, everyone has more or less makeup on their faces, especially the Weasley twins who play the guillotine and the joint basket.

Return rate explosion.

Especially when they deliberately walked up to the proud Malfoy and sang their own French songs, which almost made Malfoy die of anger.

"Oh ~ arrogant nobles, they are back again"

"Don't worry~ I'm using it to cut off his head, you're using it to put his poor head..."

As soon as they saw those people who claimed to be of noble blood and orthodox wizards come in, George and Fred immediately squatted down and sang and danced with their bowed legs.

In normal times, they have been scolded many times as 'pure blood traitors'.

"Draco... when will we put those things up?" Marcus clenched his fists and asked him in a low voice.

"Don't worry, after Christmas this time...they won't be able to laugh." Draco gave the group of people a contemptuous glance, "My father cooperated with the Greengrass family and untied their battle flags."

So the Black Snake Club used their own 'wizard chess' - wizard war.

At the same time, these families still have a part of the equity in Wizard Chess, so they can sell it directly through the distribution stores of Wizard Chess.

"But thanks to Daphne's father..." Pansy glanced at the girl, seemingly unwilling.

"Oh, yes"

Daphne looked very indifferent, although it was a happy thing that they broke the battle banner made by Cyrus and the professors, but... she was paying attention to her sister at the moment.

The year was 1993, and her sister, Astoria Greengrass, came to Slytherin.

But unlike her, Astoria seems to like playing with a Ravenclaw named Luna, Daphne doesn't like it, she hates that nagging girl.

Not to mention...that Luna was hanging out with those Muggle wizards too.

"The Greengrass family won't give birth to a pure-blooded traitor, right?" Pansy tilted her head and said innocently and curiously, "Your sister seems to be..."

"This has nothing to do with you!" Daphne's attitude was unusually strong, "She is my sister...I will take good care of her, but...it's not someone else's turn to teach me."

Pansy Parkinson frowned and was about to say something more, but Draco held them back.

"It's not necessary, it's enough that we have a common enemy." He reassured Pansy, "We won't interfere with Daphne's own family affairs...Maybe Astoria is just curious."

He took it as a freshman's curiosity, but it doesn't matter...

Once Christmas was over, Malfoy would be able to sound the horn of counterattack. Draco looked at the wizarding family around him, and it was obvious that he had the advantage.

'Cyrus, Granger...how can you help?By Muggles? ' Draco sneered inwardly, he was very curious about what those poor Muggle wizards could do.

It's just a tavern.