Ghost banquets were generally held in the same place. Along the corridor leading to the Underground Classroom, there was a narrow passage that led downward.
As the group walked down the passage in single file, Ron complained, "They might as well block it off. They can just walk through walls anyway."
Hermione disagreed. "Ron, don't you think this makes it more interesting? It feels like... like Alice in Hell."
Who in where? Ron looked baffled. He had only read The Adventures of Martin Miggs, the Mad Muggle and Dragon Ball.
The passage leading to the party had already been lit with candles, but the effect was far from pleasant: they were all thin little black candles.
They burned with a bluish glow that made everything look sinister. With every step they took, the temperature dropped.
Harry was glad he had "werewolf fur" stuck all over him. Ron, who was dressed as a ghoul and had merely thrown an extra black robe over his clothes, was already shivering nonstop. He wrapped his clothes so tightly around himself that he nearly turned himself into a mummy.
Then Harry heard a sound like a thousand fingernails scraping back and forth across an enormous blackboard. It set his teeth on edge.
"What's that? Ghost music?" Harry asked quietly.
Malfoy snorted. With his pale face and fangs lit by the candles... he had gone beyond dressing up and actually outdone the real thing.
"You call that music?" Malfoy said scornfully. "Even Muggles sawing wood with violins would sound better."
They rounded a corner and saw Nearly Headless Nick standing in a doorway, draped in black velvet.
Nick looked very surprised to see them, but when he learned that they wanted to attend the party, he became positively delighted.
Very few ghosts had living guests willing