To accommodate the status of Professor Kate and the others, Nick had actually prepared food fit for the living in a corner with Peeves, Myrtle, the Fat Friar, and the other school ghosts. The area had also been nicely arranged, with meat roasting over a small fire that brought warmth.
This little corner possessed a different kind of warmth, forming a stark contrast with the noisy banquet.
Even so, Harry and the others were not neglected. On the contrary, ghosts constantly came up to greet them and make friends.
Hermione was quite bold, and before long, she was chatting away with many ghosts.
These ghosts had lived through long years. They had already seen much while alive, and after death, they had wandered everywhere and seen even more.
Many of their stories fascinated Hermione.
Ron, meanwhile, began boasting about all sorts of things with the drinking ghosts, or listening to them boast.
Harry was no exception, though he did not boast much. More often, he demonstrated his strength to the ghosts.
Katelyle was undoubtedly the center of attention among the ghosts.
Even Sir Patrick, who arrived later riding twelve ghostly horses, acted like a little brother before Katelyle. He was exceptionally well-behaved, with none of his usual rough and bold manner.
This filled Nick with immense pride.
Nick was certain that if Professor Kate had not been present, Patrick would definitely have mocked him for not being completely beheaded and so on.
As the banquet drew to a close, Katelyle and the other three said goodbye to the gathering, while Nick continued entertaining the other ghosts, whose enthusiasm remained high.
"I never expected my first time attending a ghost's five-hundredth deathday party to be this much fun."
"They were absolutely hilarious."
Walking down the corridor, Ron spoke excitedly.
"Yes, they