Chapter 112 Masquerade Party (Modified)

Goblets are overflowing with beverages of various colors. Edward gulped down a piece of coconut cake, then downed the brown drink in front of him. Suddenly, he let out a high-pitched, piercing giggle. Seeing his surprised expression, Alan couldn't help laughing too.

Edward was not the only young wizard who was recruited, such laughter came from every corner in the auditorium from time to time.

"This is giggle juice, and you'll giggle like this when you drink it." Professor Lockhart, wearing a moon-white gown with gold stars, came over with a glass of red juice, and looked at Edward with interest. "I've had a cluck before that did more than he did."

"It's exaggerated enough." Allen felt that he couldn't imagine what a more powerful effect would be like.

"Your juice looks normal. I think it might be sweet pomegranate juice." Professor Lockhart guessed the drink in front of Allen, showing curiosity.

Allen looked at Edward's expectant expression, picked up the drink in front of him, and took a big sip. The cold liquid flowed into his throat, which was obviously the color of fire, but Allen felt for a moment that his internal organs seemed to be frozen. The only thing that can be felt is the fragrance and sweetness left in the mouth.

Edward looked at Alan and laughed, and then it turned into a high-pitched giggle. Professor Lockhart leaned forward and backward with a smile, then drank the drink in his glass in one gulp, and walked towards other long tables. White steam rose from his ears.

Seeing their expressions, Allen knew that something must have happened to him. "Mirror technique!" An oval mirror appeared in front of Alan, and a familiar red face appeared in the mirror, and even Alan's hair turned a bright red.

"Well, the retribution came so fast! But it's better than Professor Gilderoy Lockhart's previous green cloud cover. At least red is still festive to me." Allen was in a good mood and was very happy have to open.

The banquet was over, and the Ravenclaws who were full of wine and food were chatting happily, preparing to go back to the dormitory to dress themselves up. After all, there are more interesting activities waiting for them!

Following the bustling crowd up the stairs, suddenly, the lively and chirping sound disappeared, and the students in front stopped.

Squeezing forward, Allen saw a terrifying scene. Between the two windows, on the wall a foot above the ground, there were some handwriting smeared, shimmering under the light of the burning torch.

The secret room has been opened, and those who are enemies of the heir should be vigilant.

Beneath the sign was Mrs. Norris, Caretaker Filch's beloved cat, with her tail hanging from a torch stand, her body stiff as a plank, her eyes wide open and staring.

In the corridor, there is still a puddle of water. Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood alone in the middle of the corridor, and all the young wizards present fell silent. Only Allen knew what was going on.

In the silence, someone spoke loudly. Those who are enemies of the heir, be vigilant! You're next, Mudbloods! "

It was Draco Malfoy. He had squeezed to the front of the crowd, his cold eyes were alive, and his usually bloodless face was flushed red. He looked at the still, stiff cat hanging there with a grin on his face.

Filch's arrival made the scene even more embarrassing. An angry Filch decided that Harry and the others were the culprit, and roared at Harry and the others hissingly.

Professor Dumbledore and other teachers rushed to the scene, controlled the scene and evacuated the students. They took the three of Harry to Professor Lockhart's office for questioning.

The topic of the Ravenclaws suddenly changed from the masquerade party to the chamber of secrets and the heir.

"Is Mrs. Norris dead? Could it be Harry and the others?" After talking about the tragedy of Mrs. Norris, Edward asked Allen.

"Of course not, Lady Norris was just petrified.

This requires very advanced black magic, and Harry and the others absolutely cannot do it. "Alan replied calmly.

"Great! Although Mrs. Norris is the most disgusting cat I've ever seen, I still hope she lives. As long as she lives, Madam Pomfrey will definitely cure her." Edward was happy for Filch.

"Of course it will be cured. Professor Sprout's mandrakes are very suitable. Once they grow up and mature, with Professor Snape's ability, they will naturally successfully concoct a potion to relieve Mrs. Norris from being petrified." state." Allen said firmly, which made Edward and the surrounding Ravenclaws who were listening attentively settle down quickly.

Although such an unpleasant incident happened at Hogwarts, it could not stop the determination of Ravenclaws to hold a masquerade ball at all.

When Allen combed his hair back and changed his clothes, dressed as a fangs vampire, and came to the Ravenclaw common room, he found that the lounge had completely changed its appearance, almost making Allen almost unrecognizable.

The huge bookshelves were hidden, and the wide and comfortable sofas were placed close to the base of the wall for the little wizards to rest. The delicacies that had just appeared in the auditorium appeared on the long table again. Although the stacks were not exquisite enough, they were still very tempting, allowing everyone to eat. The seniors even brought butter beer to chat with each other.

In addition to the vampire played by Allen, there are also images of green-faced witches, Grim Reapers, superheroes in Muggle comics, pirates with skeleton monkeys, and pixie fairies. The most eye-catching one is the prefect Penello. She is wearing a black tights and cat ear hair accessories. She is very charming and beautiful dressed up as a "catwoman".

Allen suddenly realized, no wonder she had been walking the catwalk in the auditorium before!

Another carnival, dancing and dancing, playing games and playing games. The gluttonous little wizard seemed to be unable to get enough of it, and while holding his round belly, he stuffed delicious food into his mouth.

What brought the atmosphere to a climax was the arrival of Professor Flitwick. He dressed up as a little devil, with little red horns, and appeared at the ball in a flying pumpkin cart. The pumpkin cart was suspended in the air, and Professor Flitwick sprinkled candies all around, which drew cheers from the little wizards. Come to think of it, in the eyes of the children, although the professor is dressed as a little devil, he is more like a little angel!