Chapter 120 Myrtle

Chapter 120 Myrtle

On the other side of the basement was a long table covered with a black velvet blanket that looked decent.

"What do ghosts eat?" Everyone was also attracted by this magical idea for a while, and they rushed over a little impatiently. Immediately they regretted it again, and that was disgusting. As soon as they approached, a rotting, strong stench filled the air.

Huge chunks of carrion, on a beautiful silver plate, dark and smelly cake, piled on a big plate. And the stuffed lamb belly full of maggots, and the smelly cheese covered in green hair.

The only thing that was normal was a huge grey cake like a tombstone in the middle of the table, with icing on it that spelled the purpose of this evening's dinner: Sir Nicholas De Mimsey-Porpington died on October 31, 1492.

I saw this strange scene in front of me. Everyone really understands the boundaries of life and death represented by today's party, the separation of the world of the living and the dead.

A huge fat ghost floated over, crouched on the ground, and passed through the middle of the table. His mouth was wide open trying to swallow a stinky salmon. From its translucent mouth, the salmon slid across the translucent back of the head, unchanged.

"Can you feel the smell when you pass through it like this?" Harry asked curiously, the salmon looked unchanged at this time.

"Maybe." The fat ghost turned and floated away with a sad face on his face.

It can be seen from the body shape that food has occupied multiple places in its body. But now, whether it has been eaten for decades or hundreds of years. How long will this endless torture last on it?

"I guess they let the food rot to make the taste stronger." Hermione said solemnly, she covered her nose and leaned up to take a closer look at the rotting lamb.

"Ghosts obviously don't have the same five senses as people. They get their feelings in other ways." George turned his head quickly, and today's party opened his eyes and learned a lot about the world of ghosts.

Since ghosts can come into contact with some ghostly things, and spells can drive and kill them, can you use spells to ghostize items? If he can master the method of ghosting food, this ability alone will allow him to create countless more ghosts that can be driven around the world.

I have to say that sometimes, strong curiosity and thirst for knowledge can also make people very scary.

"Let's go, I'm about to vomit." Ron's voice was like a gas bag,

He didn't like the party at all.

They were about to leave when a short and funny ghost suddenly emerged from under the table and floated in front of them.

"Hello, Peeves." Harry greeted cautiously, Peeves was a prankster in the academy. Unlike ghosts, it can touch entities, and it is not pale and transparent.

Peeves was wearing a bright orange-red pointed party hat, a large bow tie around his neck, and a wide, wicked face and grinning mockery. It looks weird and funny.

"Do you want some?" He said softly, handing a bowl of peanuts covered with mold.

"No, thank you." Hermione responded politely.

Although I know Peeves is not at ease, it is better to ignore it.

"I heard you talking about poor Myrtle." Peeves grinned wickedly, his eyes flickering, and he wanted to play a prank again. "It's rude to talk about that poor stupid girl."

Peeves is so upset now that the ghosts at the party ignore it. It helped set up the venue for the party, lit candles, and arranged food.

But these stupid ghosts didn't have enough respect for it, and neither made it to the party to address, no one arranged to greet it, and no one even came up to thank it and flatter it, which made it very unhappy.

It will play mischief when it is not happy, and of course it will play mischief when it is happy. Now it has found its target.

It was under the table just now when Hermione said, don't see Myrtle, don't talk to Myrtle, and they ran away.

Peeves spent a little time figuring out how to make a prank, and just happened to see these students bumping back again, and it really couldn't be said if he didn't implement his own prank.

He took a deep breath and called out, "Myrtle."

"Don't, don't be like this, Peeves, don't tell Myrtle what I said, she'll be sad." Hermione begged Peeves anxiously.

Seeing this scene, George secretly laughed. Everyone was worried that Hermione's resentment would make her rush to Myrtle and throw all the attacking spells on it.

As a result, it was just that Peeves was going to tell Myrtle that she hated Myrtle, and she panicked.

She is still just a kind 12-year-old girl after all. There can be tantrums behind the scenes, there can be a lot of complaints, and even the idea of ​​destroying this tormenting myrtle.

But it's hard for her to really let her hurt someone face to face instead of venting her grievances behind her back. After all, she was just a little girl who was more accustomed to wronging herself.

For such a situation, George is noncommittal, and everyone's growth can only be experienced by themselves. Kindness is certainly not a disadvantage, but compared to reason, kindness is definitely not an advantage.

For a nasty person who hates everyone, it is secret that everyone quietly isolates it, but refuses to say anything embarrassing about it. Or just tell him that his behavior is disgusting, and ask him to change it. This is a different choice for different people, with different abilities.

"I'm just kidding, I don't mind that, I don't hate her, oh Myrtle, hello." Hermione was still begging Peeves, and the ghost of a squat girl had floated over , it is Myrtle.

It was also the first time that George saw this ghost that could make Hermione angry, and it was not easy to provoke Hermione to such a degree.

At first glance, Myrtle is an unwelcome ghost. Its face is somber and terrifying, immediately reminiscent of the evil spirits in ghost movies. The chubby face was mostly covered by long straight hair and thick pearl-colored eyes, making it blurry and unclear.

"What?" She pulled her face, an ugly expression that everyone owed her.

"Hello, Myrtle," Hermione said in a tone that pretended to be relaxed.

"Nice to see you outside the bathroom." Hermione was telling the truth, and if Myrtle was never in the bathroom, she could still be forgiven.

Myrtle sniffled, but did not answer. She's not a good ghost, no one wants to see her, everyone knows that, and she knows that too.

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