Chapter 115 Death Anniversary Party

Chapter 115 The Death Party

Filch was more excited than he was, his pale face flushed. Harry bowed his head, waiting for his rage. Filch limped to the table, grabbed the envelope fiercely, and threw it into the drawer.

"Did you—did you peek?" he said incoherently, anxious and angry.

"No!" Harry replied without hesitation.

Filch rattled his unsightly hands like he was going to break someone's neck, "If I find out you're peeking at my privates... no, it's not mine, it's me For a friend... mine or not... but..."

Harry was wary that the furious Filch would suddenly pounce on him, he was ready to turn and run, he had never seen Filch so angry, he was even more angry than when Peeves dropped a piece of garbage on his head. Angry and scary.

His eyes were about to pop out, the flesh on his cheeks kept twitching, and the plaid scarf tied around his neck was about to be squeezed away by his swollen neck. Even if he violently murdered at this time, Harry wouldn't be surprised at all.

"Okay...let's go...don't divulge a word...I mean...since, if you didn't peek....go away, I'm going to write the Peeves report.. .let's go..."

Harry couldn't believe it, Filch's actions were more incredible than jumping on him and killing him. But he reacted immediately, and he ran out of the office as if flying, rushed through a corridor, and came upstairs, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

To escape Filch's office with impunity is a school record.

It seemed that he had discovered Filch's big secret, but he had no intention of threatening Filch at all, "He must have wanted to kill me, but he certainly couldn't run away from me."

"Harry! How are you? Does this work?" Nick, almost headless, suddenly came through behind a door. Harry saw behind it, there were many black and gold fragments, and he could see that it used to be a cabinet, but now it was smashed.

"I encouraged Peeves to smash the cabinet on top of Filch's office, I think this can divert Filch's attention." Nick had seen Harry being taken away by Filch before, and was worried about this little guy who cared about him Abused by Filch, so he encourages Peeves to create a mess and save Harry.

"Ah, so it's you." Harry was grateful for a while, no wonder that Peeves was making such a fuss, it turned out that Nick was deliberately helping him, "It worked so well, I didn't get punished at all. You know, from Phil It's not easy to escape from Chi. Thank you so much,

Nick. "

Harry said as he walked, intending to get out of here as soon as possible. He also noticed that Nick, who was almost headless, was still holding Mr. Patrick's letter refusing him to join the Headless Hunter.

"About the Headless Hunters, can I do anything for you?" Harry asked cautiously, with Nick's help, and he hoped he could help.

Nick, who was almost headless, stopped immediately, "You can really do me a favor." It said excitedly, "Harry, will I be asking too much? - Forget it - maybe you don't. would be willing."

"Tell me about it." Harry asked calmly. Help must be within your ability. If you can't do it or it's inconvenient, there's definitely no way.

"Well, this year's Halloween is the anniversary of my 500th birthday." Nick, who was almost headless, pondered for a while, but still told Harry that he had been dead for 500 years. Nick, who was almost headless, held his chest out. , showing a proud look.

"Oh!" Harry responded cautiously, without commenting. He didn't know whether to be happy or sad about this.

"I'll have a party in a spacious basement with friends from all over the country. It would be a great honour if you could attend. And of course, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger, they'll be the most popular Yes. But I guess you'd prefer to be at the school dinner, wouldn't you?"

It looked at Harry anxiously and expectantly. No stranger would go to a party of the dead, especially when it was the Academy's Halloween dinner.

"No, I'd rather go to your party." Harry didn't think it was too difficult, and the school Halloween dinner was nothing special. He was always worried that the thousands of bats flying on the ceiling would pull down a lot of dirty things.

"Oh, that's great, my dear boy. Harry Potter can come to my death party." Nick seemed very happy, he had never had the opportunity to invite strangers to his death party.

"If you can, you can say a word to Mr. Patrick, just one sentence. Just say you think I'm very scary and impressive, okay?" It hesitated, feeling that it shouldn't ask for more, but it still endured Can't wait.

"Of course." Harry didn't refuse, it was too simple, everyone attended the dinner, not to mention this effort.

Nearly headless Nick smiled and followed Harry all the way back to Gryffindor. It wasn't until Harry couldn't help it to stop him from following that he watched Harry enter the lounge from a distance.

"Nick's death party?" Hermione seemed to be in high spirits. She had never imagined such a strange scene. "I bet that few strangers have the opportunity to attend such a party. It must be very wonderful."

At this point, Harry finally changed into a wet, muddy Quidditch suit and put on a clean robe. Holding a steaming cup of coffee, I sat in the common room. Next to him are his close friends, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

"Why would anyone celebrate the day they died?" Ron looked unhappy, doing his potions homework. Professor Snape would not tolerate any faults in the homework of the three of them. Except for Hermione, it was difficult for him and Harry to get reasonable marks in Snape's hands.

"For humans, it's death, but for ghosts, maybe it's new life." Hermione said disapprovingly, she was always curious about wonderful things. As for her Potions class homework, she had already done it.

Even Snape couldn't give her homework a low grade, because the targeting would be too obvious. Snape took his anger at her for hating Harry, but he couldn't stop her from answering questions, but couldn't stop giving her points when she answered correctly.

After all, he still wanted some shame. Of course, if it was against Harry, Snape could be completely shameless. He could give Harry's carefully written homework an unreasonable grade for no reason. It's okay to be picky in class for no reason, asking Harry questions he hasn't learned before. Shame and humiliate Harry in class for no reason.

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