Halloween Attack!

In a bizarre yet exciting atmosphere, the Halloween Feast finally began.

Hundreds of pumpkin lanterns hung in the Great Hall, along with a flock of bats fluttering in the air.

Many orange ribbons, spewing flames, drifted lazily beneath the ceiling, like radiant water snakes.

The dinner was as lavish as ever, House-elf added a touch of exotic flavor, making everyone quite satisfied with the meal.

Cedric shamelessly ran to the Ravenclaw dining table, and the eaglets stared at him curiously.

They're relentlessly pursuing each other—a classic simp tactic—and they even have a copy of the classic book, "The Simp's Diary."

Unfortunately, Qiu didn't really pay him any attention.

William was caught in the middle, separating the two, but he felt extremely uncomfortable. They could clearly hear each other's voices, yet he had to act as a messenger in their argument.

Isn't this just a repeat of arguing face-to-face but communicating over the phone?

It saves on phone bills, but William has to talk a lot.

This isn't arguing; it's a disguised way of showing affection!

For a moment, the Ravenclaw dining table was filled with a strong, sour smell, and countless single people suffered magical damage.

Please be a dog lover; it is the responsibility and obligation of every couple.

William ignored the two and looked around.

There was no doubt that Ron was not in the Great Hall; he was still in Professor Snape's office writing his apology.

The requirement isn't high, just one million... ten thousand words.

A million words can make you a god, right? When he finished writing a million-word self-criticism, in the realm of admitting mistakes... no one knew better than him.

As for Ron being hungry, no one dared to plead for him.

Professor McGonagall was so angry that her face turned pale, and her hand holding the fork was trembling. She lowered her head and dared not look at Professor Snape.

Those photos of women in drag were so revealing and varied, some of the outfits were so daring that even she blushed... let alone Professor Snape himself!

That's outrageous!

Going hungry for a meal is not as serious as being killed, and it might even teach Weasley a lesson.

Snape took the knife and slammed it into the pork chop in front of him, making a crunching sound.

It seemed to be infused with Ron's very essence... otherwise, why would he be so clenching his teeth?

Lupin had clashed with Snape, was now chatting happily with Professor Flitwick as if nothing had happened.

Two single, older men, with smirks playing on their lips, what kind of healthy topics could they possibly be discussing?

Of course not, the only thing that could excite them like that is... men.

To be precise... a cross-dressing master.

"Back then, we were playing Truth or Dare in our dorm. One of my friends lost, so he changed into women's clothes and went to knock on the girls' dorm room."

But it was the middle of the night, and no one opened the door for him.

Lupin took a big gulp of Butterbeer, a wide smile spreading across his face.

Just thinking about how she dressed as a woman makes his heart flutter.

Professor Flitwick looked at Lupin strangely and asked, "Is this friend you're talking about... yourself?"

Lupin sprayed all the beer out of his mouth, and he quickly waved his hands, hurriedly explaining.

This expression, as seen by Flitwick, further confirmed Lupin's identity as a cross-dressing master.

I never expected Gryffindor talented people.

Professor Dumbledore squinted, the tips of his ten long, slender fingers lightly touching together, as if he were deep in thought.

Then, she glanced at William and Hermione, almost imperceptibly.

Dumbledore one glancing at William;... Picquery was too!

A chair was added to the long table, and Mera Picquery sat down next to Dumbledore, eating slowly, occasionally glancing up to secretly observe Stark.

It's true, this face looks so much like Professor Targaryen's, but she's certain they're not the same person.

It's impossible for Targaryen to be at both Hogwarts and Ilvermorny!

As for why Picquery was at Hogwarts...

Her aunt, Seraphina Picquery, was a former President of the United States Congress and an old acquaintance of Dumbledore.

Picquery, wanting to save Newt, naturally followed his aunt's instructions and sought help from Dumbledore.

She will be staying at Hogwarts for the time being until she discovers any trace of the Thunderbird.

Feeling uneasy under Picquery's gaze, William could only glance at the Gryffindor dining table and exchange a look with Hermione.

The atmosphere in Gryffindor wasn't too bleak. Despite losing two hundred points, the little lions maintained a mysterious composure.

It seems that the one leading the entire school's points standings is not Ravenclaw, but Gryffindor.

Percy and Wood were furious.

One is determined to win the Quidditch Cup, the other wants to lift the House Cup.

They became inseparable seventh-graders.

Percy loudly berated Ron, as if he had no such shameful brother.

"Disgusting!" he shouted angrily. "If Ron really wants to see a cross-dressing man, he can pay for it! He can even borrow money! It won't cost much!"

Even secretly dressing up as a woman is utterly beastly! And he expects Professor Snape not to deduct points? In short! Disgusting!

We're definitely not going to win the House Cup! Disgusting! Ugh!

"Exactly, I always wear them with the lights off so no one knows!" Wood chimed in.

Everyone stared at Wood, who had inadvertently let slip the secret.

The Halloween Feast was halfway through when the middle area became empty.

The seventh-year students at Hogwarts will conclude with an entertainment program.

Since William suggested that Ravenclaw students perform a few years ago, it has gradually become a tradition at the school.

Both the opening ceremony and the Halloween Feast feature large-scale song and dance performances organized by each college.

The students performing are usually seventh graders, as this is their last year in school.

This format is great; everyone had a lot of fun and at least it makes a lasting impression, instead of being busy preparing for the NEWT exam.

Penelope was playing the piano again; it was her first performance back then, and this was also her last.

Grey Lady is the lead singer.

William was very interested in Grey Lady.

In her first year, she was the one who discovered someone had infiltrated Ravenclaw House. Later, during the Tywin incident, she was the one who alerted Dumbledore.

This is a very special ghost; most importantly, she is a ghost from the Ravenclaw era.

They should have seen Ravenclaw's Diadem.

But whenever this topic comes up, she remains silent, as if she were mute.

Soon, the grand chorus began, and numerous ghosts suddenly appeared from the walls and tables, gliding in formation.

Nearly Headless Nicolas in Gryffindor, reenacted the circumstances of his execution.

Bang!

Amidst the cheers and laughter, a large silver object pierced through the glass and flew into the Great Hall.

The bird was enormous and Winky, and it landed gracefully among the astonished choir.

People turned their heads to stare at the Patronus.

The Patronus opened his mouth wide and spoke in a deliberately low voice that echoed in the Great Hall.

"A large number of Dementor have invaded the castle!"

William frowned.

Because of this Patronus,

It's a sea eagle.

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