Chapter 48: Charles I and Louis XVI(1/2)
As several permanent residents of Hogwarts, Myrtle is a very well-known ghost.
Before her death, she was a student of Hogwarts, so she always wore school uniforms and maintained the appearance of a short and fat student.
She wasn't good-looking either, with acne on her face, thick glasses, and long and straight hair.
If there is a Harry Potter-related game, players only need to press F and they can automatically become Myrtle.
Apart from her bad looks, she is also the least likable ghost besides Pipi ghost.
She occupied a girl's bathroom all year round, so no one had ever approached there, and for a long time, it had been abandoned.
Hermione's proposal is very good, and these rotten foods can be placed in the pool in the bathroom.
Anyway, there will be no one there. If so, he (she) must be ready to do bad things, or on the way to do bad things.
Hermione told Myrtle about the proposal.
"That's my territory, don't put these foods in it!" Myrtle opposed loudly.
She said in a crying voice, "I have feelings too, you know, even though I'm dead."
"Myritan, no one wants to make you sad," Hermione said, "just some food."
"No one wants to make me sad! This is such a big joke!" Myrtle cried and said, "There is no joy in my life here, only sadness.
Now that I am dead, you will not let me go, put rotten food into my bathroom, is there any humanity?"
“…”
"But you also want to attend the death party. These foods are prepared for you, so you should enjoy them in advance." Anne comforted. "It's better than eating other people's leftovers."
"Hey, it makes sense." Myrtle rolled her eyes and sobbed in sorrow. "I can agree, but..."
She set her eyes on William, blinked at him from behind the thick lenses.
"I need a male companion."
"Hmm...huh?" Hermione stared.
"This is the death party." Myrtle floated in the air. "I never attended the party before my lifetime. I needed a male companion, which would make me much happier.
William, you are just right, my favorite type.”
Myrtle landed beside William, and his body approached him.
"No!" Hermione directly objected. "You are dead, what kind of male companion do you need!"
"Exquisite...exquisite life! Attending a party and bringing a male companion, these are necessary. Even if I am dead, the sense of ritual must be lost!"
Hermione and Anne looked at each other, and they gathered together and muttered, and soon reached an alliance agreement.
I can't agree to such excessive request from Myrtle.
"I can introduce you to my two good friends, Harry and Ron, you can choose them at will!" Hermione smiled sweetly.
"My classmate Colin, he can take photos and let him be his male companion. After the dinner is over, you can still take him to your bathroom to take photos for you!" Anne recommended.
William sat quietly beside him, he was very satisfied, that's right... I'm not dead!
William could not attend the death party, and he would never attend the life of his life, let alone be a male companion for Myrtle.
"Aren't I pretty, William?"
Myrtle said, tears quickly falling from her transparent little eyes.
"...I missed this opportunity, but there is no next time." Myrtle didn't give up.
"I heard that Charles I and Louis XVI will come too... don't you want to go and see?"
etc……
who?!
William's dark green pupils were lit... If so, attending the death party... doesn't seem to be bad either.
"Aren't they both sent to the guillotine?" Hermione said in confusion.
"Yes, that's why they turned into ghosts and participated in the death party." Myrtle looked like Hermione was afraid that she was not a fool.
"Where are they all living?" Anne said curiously.
She had never seen ghosts outside Hogwarts.
"Charles I have been wandering around Buckingham Palace, and he is also the founder of the headless hunter.
As for Louis XVI... I don't know."
"He is the ghost of the Magic Academy of Babston, France," William said suddenly. "I heard from a friend."
"It's Babston's friend again..." Hermione narrowed her eyes and glanced at William.
"So do you want to come..." Myrtle gasped.
"He needs to attend the Halloween dinner with us at Hogwarts and can't be your male companion!" Hermione said firmly.
Anne nodded. "My brother won't go!"
Well, the two have made a decision.
Goodbye,
My Louis XVI.
William also wanted to talk to him about the French Revolution and tell him a few French jokes.
Myrtle rolled down her cheeks with tears incessantly.
William sincerely advised: "You can go to Cedric, he should agree to be a male companion, and he always likes you."
"Are you sure?" Myrtle said in surprise.
"Really, just tell him that Mr. Ollivander's grandfather would come, too." William grinned.
Myrtle blinked, walked through the wall, and went to Hufflepuff Academy to harass Cedric.
The three of them quickly packed up the rotten food and put it in a large box, preparing to transfer it to Myrtle's bathroom.
"Thank you so much." The house elf named Winnie took everyone to bow to William and the others.
As long as the kitchen is not clean, they will feel uncomfortable all over.
"Since I'm helping you like this, then I'll ask you something and you must tell me the truth." William said.
"The house elves never deceive wizards!" Winnie said excitedly.
"Do you know a house elf named Dobi?"
"Dobi...I know!" said a little elf in a skirt weakly.
"May I have your name?"
"My name is Duoduo." The house elf said in a trembling voice, "Dobi did something wrong?"
"No, I'm just curious about who the Dobi is from. A friend of mine likes Dobi very much."
"It belongs to the Malfoy family. Dobby has been the elves of their family since his ancestors." Duoduo said in horror.
William and Hermione looked at each other, and Harry really guessed correctly. Dobby was really a little elf from the Malfoy family.
Harry and Malfoy are really in tune with each other.
The three left the kitchen, walked through the corridor, and soon arrived at Myrtle's bathroom.
This was the first time William entered the girls' bathroom. He checked the map several times and confirmed that there was no one around before following Hermione and Anne in.
It has been abandoned for too long and the environment is very harsh.
Under a large mirror with mottled stains and cracks, there is a row of stone-built pools with peeling surfaces.
The floor was wet, reflecting the dim light of the burnt candle heads on the bracket. The paint of the single-room wooden doors was peeling off and covered with scratches; the hinges of one door were disengaged and hung there staggeredly.
It's a good place to shoot ghost movies.
"We can throw all the food in the pool," Hermione advised.
"Ha, there is also a small snake here." Anne looked around curiously for a moment, and found a carving of a small snake on the side of a copper dragon head.
However, the faucet was broken and there was no water inside.
After she opened the box, she threw it in the pool, and the maggots on the meat-filled sheep's belly immediately crawled over the faucet.
It's so disgusting...but it doesn't matter, no one will use this faucet anyway.
The three of them quickly walked out, not wanting to stay for a second.
"I don't know if Dobby was ordered by Malfoy to stop Harry, or if it really knew something."
Walking on the road, William analyzed gently.
"It is probably what prevented Harry and Ron from entering the station."
William waited for Hermione to speak, but she said something wrong, "Is that hibiscus from Babston Magic Academy very beautiful?"
William grinned and pretended to be stupid, but he just didn't answer this question.
To be continued...