(Honestly, this chapter breaks the fourth wall into pieces. Please don't flame me if it shocks you—if you have any objections, leave them in the paragraph comments! Eddie Camilleche was meant to be a gag character, roughly in the same niche as Deadpool.)
Halloween Feast, Hogwarts Great Hall
The Great Hall had been decorated in full holiday spirit. A thousand bats fluttered around the walls and ceiling, while another thousand circled above the dining tables like low, dark clouds, making the candle flames inside the pumpkins flicker. Colorful Halloween decorations and floating candles reflected off countless excited faces.
At the Ravenclaw table, Silas Cyril absentmindedly poked at the pumpkin pie on his plate with a fork.
His gaze occasionally swept over the Gryffindor table, as though searching for something.
Beside him, Eddie Camilleche was hard at work on a huge plate of roasted sausages.
Noticing that Silas was distracted, he nudged him with an elbow and asked indistinctly, "Hey, Silas, what are you looking at? Did the pie on your plate insult you or something?"
Silas withdrew his gaze, frowned, and asked quietly, "Eddie, have you seen Hermione? It looks like she didn't come to the feast."
Eddie looked up, cheeks puffed out as he struggled to swallow the food in his mouth. Then he looked over at the Gryffindor table as well. Sure enough, he didn't see that familiar figure with fluffy brown hair.
"Huh? Looks like Hermione really isn't here." Eddie scratched his head, then broke into a teasing grin. He jabbed Silas with his elbow again and waggled his eyebrows. "What's this? You haven't seen her for a little while, and you already miss her?"
The tips of Silas's ears reddened slightly at Eddie's words. He immediately put on a stern face and flatly denied it. "I