Chapter 111 (1/2)
”You Hello Myrtle. ”
A ghost girl squatted and floated over. Her face was the most melancholy that Fanlin had ever seen. Half covered in sparse hair, wearing a pair of thick pearl glasses.
”What's the matter?” Myrtle looks bewildered at four people and a ghost.
”Not so...” Hermione said quickly, ”I'm glad to see you walk out of the toilet.”
”You're lying,” cried Pippi, who had pretended to be harmless to humans and animals.
”They were just talking about you...”
”I didn't...” Hermione forced herself to calm down. ”In fact, we are happy for you. We are praising you for your beautiful day.”
”Really?” Myrtle stuck it on Hermione's face.
”Er...” Hermione still doesn't cheat people. For a while, Hermione can't answer Myrtle's question.
”I knew,” Myrtle floated back some distance, ”you're making fun of me.” Silver tears fell from her tiny, almost transparent eyes.
”No, I didn't, I'm telling the truth, you're really good today...” Hermione is a little poor in words. She tugs at Van Lin's sleeve with her hand. However, Fanlin is about to open her mouth when she is scared back by the outbreak of myrtle.
”You lie.” Myrtle's voice was like that of a lion roaring, and the ears of four little witches were buzzing.
”Do you think I don't know what people say about me? Fat Myrtle! Ugly Myrtle! The crying Myrtle
”Another one, you've missed the word dirty...” Pippi added, gloating, that's what he likes to do.
The wailing Myrtle burst into tears, and the whole hall was filled with mournful cries. Pippi followed her, throwing peanuts at her and shouting, ”dirty, dirty!”
”My God...” Hermione held her head in despair, which she could not bear.
”That's enough...” Ron was a little impatient, which made his mood very bad. ”Let's go. I don't want to stay here. Who would be interested in a bunch of ghost parties?”
”Ron...” Van Lin gently touched Ron, Ron's words were heard by a large number of ghosts present.
”How about it?” Sir Nicholas floated over at the right time. As the host of the party, these small things still need to be handled by him.
”Have a good time? My friend? ”
”Well, actually, not bad...” Harry had a headache, but just then an unexpected man appeared in front of him.
”Laura?” Harry looked at Laura, who had just come in. ”Why are you here?”
”You mean Miss Laura?” Sir Nicholas lamented, ”this is my special guest. In fact, some soul magic of the Chris family is very practical, which can add some interesting things to our boring ghosts.”
Sir Nicholas thought of the sad saying, and soon he drifted to the rostrum. As the host of the banquet, Sir Nicholas would like to express his thoughts on these banquets in front of so many ghosts.
”What are you doing?” Van Lin looked at Laura with some doubts.
”I am an important guest...” Laura chuckled, ”every class of Chris family students are very popular with ghosts. As long as there are people from the Chris family, ghosts will try their best to invite them. This ability is also the last talent of pure blood wizard.”