The Ghost Died

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Li Wei fled the underground classroom where the Deathday Party was being held in a panic.

Once they had left that ghostly, freezing atmosphere, the Spring Breeze Badge blew them into a sweat, and only then did they snap out of it and take off the badges.

"Good thing we had your invention, Li Wei, or we would've frozen to death!"

"Living people really shouldn't set foot in a place meant for the dead!"

"But it was an unforgettable experience! I'm going to tell George and Fred about it when we get back! I'll make them jealous!"

Having claimed the Spring Breeze Badge, Ron felt invincible again as he spoke smugly.

Although the Deathday Party had been a nightmare for Ron, utterly dreadful, like a living person accidentally crashing a dead person's ghost wedding!

Still, the experience had been exciting and unforgettable enough. At the very least, George and Fred, Hogwarts's reigning prank kings, had definitely never experienced anything like it!

As someone who had experienced it firsthand—and someone who especially enjoyed bragging and basking in others' admiration—Ron Weasley naturally intended to boast about it the moment they returned to the common room!

"It really was pretty interesting, Ron. When we get back..."

Harry Potter rubbed his slightly chilled stomach. Fortunately, he had eaten the food Li Wei had brought earlier, or he would have been cold and hungry now.

As he spoke with Ron Weasley and planned to tell the story together when they got back, Harry Potter suddenly stopped speaking and stared fixedly ahead!

Li Wei and the others followed Harry Potter's gaze and saw a ghost they had never met before, one of the party's invited guests, floating in the air with its body blown into pieces as though it had been struck