"You're going to a ghost's party?" Tris looked astonished. "What are you thinking?"
A week before Halloween, Ron came to Tris looking miserable and said that he and Harry might be attending the Deathday Party of Gryffindor's ghost, Nearly Headless Nick.
"Harry agreed to it. I don't want to go at all," Ron said glumly.
Tris looked at Harry, who wore the same miserable expression. "I didn't realize it would be like this when I agreed."
After a brief chat, however, Tris discovered, rather speechlessly, that Harry and Ron weren't upset about attending a ghost's Deathday Party itself-in fact, the two young lions, still underage but already showing a slightly unhinged streak, were quite interested.
What upset them was the news that Dumbledore would be inviting a Skeleton Dance Troupe to this year's Halloween Feast.
They were actually miserable because attending the Deathday Party meant missing the skeletons' dance.
"Maybe the ghosts' party will have something fun too?" Tris didn't remember this party being in the films, but he didn't remember the Skeleton Dance Troupe appearing either, so he offered the suggestion without much thought.
He was more interested in the Ministry of Magic's visit to Hogwarts that weekend to test everyone for being an Animagus.
Good thing I thought that damned spell was too complicated and didn't have time to study it back then. Otherwise, this really would be a problem now. But what's the point of this test?
Surely they aren't going to test everyone every year from now on?
Oh, actually, they could.
Ministry employees seemed to have nothing better to do most of the time anyway. Take his dad: apart from being temporarily transferred to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement that summer and getting busy searching everywhere for illegally hoarded Dark Magic items, he spent