Necromancers Guide to Magic

Benjamin straightened up immediately, he wondered if Harry and the others would immediately turn around.

Of course, I don't know if it was because of the thick mask. Draco's voice now sounds completely different from his original voice.

At least Benjamin didn't need to worry, he was recognized.

"You guys, why are you here?" Harry thought for a while, but still asked inexplicably.

Benjamin stopped Draco and took an elegant step forward, "Of course we are here for the ball."

Harry thought about it now, since Nicol, who was almost headless, could invite him, maybe other ghosts could also invite others, and he was relieved immediately.

"So that's the case, you should be seniors, right?" Harry said seriously.

Benjamin was absolutely certain that Draco was already laughing beside him, but he still had to maintain a cold appearance.

"Of course, you go first, we are going to go slowly."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other. Although they thought they were a little strange and familiar, they moved forward very obediently.

Only Hermione beckoned to Benjamin secretly.

"Look, this mask of yours is really useless, it was recognized by Miss Know-it-all!" Draco said angrily.

Benjamin snorted and said indifferently, "It's okay, as long as they don't recognize Harry."

They turned a corner and saw Nick, who was almost headless, standing in a doorway with a black velvet curtain draped over him.

After Harry and the others saw Nico who was almost headless, they all walked up.Benjamin and Draco thought for a moment, and then followed.

"My dear friend," said Nicol, who was almost headless, sadly, "Welcome, welcome... I'm so glad you can come... You are all Harry's friends, have fun here... "

Nearly headless Nico took off his feathered hat and bowed to invite them in.

Harry didn't say anything and walked in, and Benjamin and Draco naturally came to the prom together as Harry's friends.

Even Benjamin felt that the sight before him was incredible.

The underground classrooms were crowded with hundreds of milky, translucent figures. Most of them wandered around the crowded dance floor, waltzing and playing music with the terrible and trembling sound of thirty music saws. The saw band was sitting on the stage covered with black cloth.

A thousand candles were lit in a chandelier overhead, emitting midnight blue light.

The breath of each of them formed a cloud of mist in front of them, as if walking into a cold storage room.

Of course, the shivering temperature here is indeed like a cold storage room.

They walked slowly around the edge of the dance hall, passing a group of unhappy nuns, a man in ragged clothes with chains, and a fat monk.A Hufflepuff ghost, with a lively and happy temperament, is chatting with a knight with an arrow in his forehead.Benjamin also saw the blood man Barrow, which he expected.The Blood Man Barrow is the ghost of Slytherin. He is skinny, his eyes are straight, and his body is covered with silver blood. Other ghosts are making a big space for him.

Draco quietly pressed to Benjamin's ear, and said impatiently, "How does it feel like a stupid Muggle came to the zoo, I think we should..."

However, Benjamin didn't care what Draco was saying, in fact all his attention had been on these ghosts.

This is the first time Benjamin has seen so many wise ghosts gathered together.The breath of death in the air made Benjamin extremely fascinated.

"Don't you think all of this is beautiful? There is an indescribable beauty." Benjamin said excitedly.

"Oh, I'm not afraid of these. And, since I was in contact with magic, I really appreciate these kinds of things. But it's too cold here, my toes are almost frozen together." Draco Complained.

At this moment, Hermione suddenly yelled, "My God, let's turn around, turn around, I don't want to talk to the crying Myrtle!"

After Benjamin heard this, he shook his head helplessly. He and Hermione had gone to the washbasin several times, but they never met Myrtle.Maybe that poor ghost doesn't live in that kind of place all year round.

"Myrtle?" Ron asked curiously.

"She stays in the girls' bathroom on the first floor," Hermione said.

"Stay in the bathroom?"

"Yes. The bathroom breaks down all year round because she keeps losing her temper and splashing water everywhere. As long as I can avoid it, I try not to go there. When you go to the toilet, she screams at you. It's terrible—"

Draco covered his stomach at this time, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Let’s go up quickly, although I don’t like Astoria very much, but letting a lady wait for so long is not something a gentleman should do. ."

"Look, something to eat!" Ron said very appropriately.Benjamin and Draco followed his voice and looked over.

At the other end of the underground classroom is a long table with black velvet.Harry and the others stepped forward, and then they stopped in horror, the smell was too unpleasant.

Large chunks of rotten meat were placed on beautiful silver plates, dark, coke-baked cakes were piled on large trays; there was also a large amount of lamb belly filled with maggots, and a piece of cheese covered with green hair.

In the center of the table, there was a huge gray cake in the shape of a tombstone, on which was spelled out with tar-like icing the words: Sir Nicholas Deminsey-Sir Popington died on October 31, 1492.

Harry looked stunned.At this time, a fat ghost came to the table. He squatted down and passed directly through the middle of the table, with his mouth wide open, just passing through a smelly salmon.

"Can you taste the taste if you go straight through like this?" Benjamin asked carefully, like a serious scientist.

"Almost." The ghost said sadly, turning and floating away.

"I guess they made the food to rot in order to make the flavor stronger." Hermione said knowledgeably, and she clutched her nose, leaning forward to look at the rotting lamb belly.

"Do you think these are beautiful?" Draco asked suddenly maliciously.

"Draco, I suddenly felt that Daphne was very pitiful waiting for me."