Chapter 549 Feast

Not only the students at Hogwarts, but also the supplies for the house elves' banquets have been prepared by the Los Santos Group.

This flattered the house elves.

But most of the house elves still rejected the Los Santos Group's good intentions, because in their concept, pleasure is an extremely sinful thing.

Especially for banquets, this is simply a serious crime of decapitation!

In desperation, Penello, who went to Hogwarts as a representative, could only use Mike's name to issue mandatory orders. This made the house elves reluctantly accept Penello's request and started celebrating in the kitchen. banquet.

Of course, the reason why they accepted it was largely because the Los Santos Group sent a large amount of food and wine to the students of Hogwarts, so that they, the house elves, did not need to prepare dinner today.

Otherwise, even if Mike gave the order, the house elf would not obey it.

In their hearts, work is greater than anything else!

But even if the banquet was held normally, the house elves were extremely uncomfortable with it, but there was nothing they could do about it. After all, regardless of age, this was the first time in their lives that they had attended the banquet as guests.

Different from the embarrassing and boring banquet of the house elves, the Hogwarts auditorium at this moment has already turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Except for Slytherin who did not come to the banquet, students from the other three major colleges, regardless of their grade, regardless of the difference between the houses, and even the ghosts in Hogwarts, all mingled together and celebrated their success in rescuing Mike.

Although there are a few people who know very well that the reason why they are still here singing and dancing to celebrate is entirely due to Chris not wanting to hurt these future flowers.

But in their eyes, they did save Mike.

This is already a feat for Hogwarts students who are still in adolescence!

As for the sacrifices of Los Santos wizards and Freemasons, and even ordinary wizards, they were quickly forgotten.

Those bloody scenes brought them great terror, but they also stimulated their nerves, forcing them to celebrate more wildly to eliminate their inner fears.

This caused the mountain of various drinks in the auditorium to decrease rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Everyone in the auditorium tonight seemed to have become heroic ancient knights, and they drank up all kinds of wine in one glass like boiled water!

As a result, drunken drunkards soon appeared one after another.

Under the anesthesia of alcohol, they did a lot of things that they would never dare to do, such as confessing. The guy who succeeded performed a French wet wand for everyone on the spot, and the guy who failed didn't cause trouble, and one person He returned to his seat and drank silently.

There were also some guys who were not interested in the relationship between men and women, and they hooked up with their friends and climbed onto the long table together to start their crooked singing and dancing performances.

If anyone dared to do this in the past, they would be detained by Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall, or ridiculed by other students.

But these two professors were nowhere to be seen in the auditorium today, and several other professors, led by Professor Flitwick, not only did not blame the students for their drinking and misbehavior, but even joined the carnival.

This made the atmosphere at the scene even more lively.

However, although the atmosphere in the auditorium was very warm, the Harry trio in the corner of the auditorium were living a very worried life at the moment.

Harry and Ron really wanted to join the carnival and taste the ignitable oolong tea.

But beside them, there were four pairs of eyes staring at them eagerly.

"Um, Sirius, I guess..."

Harry tentatively said, but before he could finish his words, Sirius beside him let out an angry shout:

"no!"

Harry shrunk his neck and immediately stopped talking. He could only focus on the T-bone steak in front of him.

This thing is usually a supreme delicacy to him, but now looking at his classmates who are having a carnival, the delicacy in front of him has become unpalatable for some reason.

Opposite him, Ron was in a similar state to Harry.

No, strictly speaking Ron was in a worse situation, because there were two people staring at him, Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley.

Biting his lip, although he felt a little unhappy, Harry still ate the steak in front of him as if resigned to his fate.

After all, the trouble they had caused before was too great. You must know that whether it was Mike or other professors, they had clearly told them that they were not allowed to get involved in this matter.

But they went anyway.

Harry still remembered the terrifying expressions on Sirius and the Weasleys' faces when they saw them in the halls of the Ministry of Magic.

That's really scary!

So now they had better behave well and not make Sirius and the Weasleys angry, otherwise...

With this thought in mind, Harry ate faster.

This made the anger in the eyes of Sirius and the Weasleys subside slightly, and also made Hermione nod with satisfaction.

As a good student who abides by school rules, she couldn't stand the sight of Hogwarts students blatantly violating school rules and drinking a lot of alcohol.

Unfortunately, this large-scale violation occurred with the tacit approval of Professor Flitwick, and as a Gryffindor prefect, she had no right to stop it.

But she couldn't control other people, so she still had to control Harry and Ron.

So after seeing Harry and Ron behave like puppies in front of their guardians, she began to enjoy the vegetable salad in front of her with satisfaction.

As for the anger of Sirius and the Weasleys, it had nothing to do with her at all.

You must know that in the eyes of Sirius and the Weasleys, Hermione has always been a good girl with excellent academic performance. How could such a good girl do such a dangerous thing?

Even if it was done, it must have been caused by these two naughty boys, Harry and Ron!

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but have a smile on her face.

Upon seeing this, Harry stopped putting on a bitter look and started laughing together with Hermione.

In Harry's opinion, the current situation is already very good.

Voldemort has been eliminated, his duties as the Son of Prophecy have been completed, and he no longer has to deal with those terrifying dark wizards.

And the most important thing is that none of his friends died!

Even Mike was rescued. Although he was wanted by the Ministry of Magic, with the power of the Los Santos Group, Harry believed that Mike would be able to escape from Japan and settle down in other countries!

As for Chris becoming the Minister of Magic, Harry doesn't care about this kind of thing. Chris is not the lunatic Voldemort, and he will not do those crazy things, although what he did in the hall of the Ministry of Magic at that time was crazy enough. , but Harry still felt that Chris would not be as bad as Voldemort.

That's good enough now.

In this way, he can graduate successfully, then find a job that is neither good nor bad, marry a witch who is neither beautiful nor ugly, have a litter of children who are not smart but not stupid, and live his life. An ordinary life.

'ah! I really hope peace can last forever! ’

Harry's pupils began to dilate as he thought this.

But can things really go as Harry expected?

Can peace really last for a long time?

In Harry's subconscious, he was still deeply uncertain about this issue!

…

The celebrations in the auditorium continued, and the noise they made was so loud that even Dumbledore, who was in the principal's office on the eighth floor of Hogwarts, could faintly hear it.

Of course, this is not a big problem. If it is too noisy, Dumbledore can turn on the soundproofing spell in the office.

But for some reason, Dumbledore not only did not do this, but instead strained his ears to listen to the faint laughter and joy.

"The banquet below is very lively!"

Dumbledore took a deep breath and said wistfully.

When he heard that there was a painting of a witch with silver curly hair on the wall, his brows immediately wrinkled.

Her name is Delise Devante, who once served as the principal of Hogwarts and the director of St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She is a powerful wizard and an outstanding healer.

She glanced at Dumbledore from top to bottom.

Nowadays, a lot of meat has grown on Dumbledore's dry skeleton. Although it is still a bit scary, at least it looks much better than the previous mummy state.

At least he can now perform some simple activities.

But this is only temporary. Dumbledore is too old. Although the curse that has been tormenting him has been removed, he still cannot live long after the magic power in his body dissipates.

The current state can be said to be the last bloom before the flower withers.

Dai Lisi sighed and said:

"Dumbledore, I advise you not to attend that banquet, unless you want to seek death. You must know that it is too exciting for you."

"Oh! Merlin! Of course I won't go down. The banquet below belongs to young people. A bad old man like me will only make young people feel disappointed after he goes there." Dumbledore said with a smile, "So you don't have to Worry, Delis."

Delis in the portrait nodded imperceptibly. She was actually very satisfied with Dumbledore as the principal.

This is one of the few principals in the history of Hogwarts who wholeheartedly serves the students and is even willing to give up his life for it.

This is rare, and it makes Delis very reluctant to see Dumbledore die.

Although, Dumbledore had already prepared his posthumous affairs, and even his own portrait had been put up in advance.

Delis looked to her right, where a portrait hung, and it was clearly Dumbledore.

This is an old Dumbledore in a healthy state. He looks very energetic, but you can tell at a glance that he is a fool.

For example, right now, he was making faces at Dai Lisi, looking extremely silly.

But there is nothing that can be done about it. The magical portrait does not possess all the memories and personality of the original owner as soon as it is made. This new painting still needs Dumbledore to slowly adjust it before it can finally become a portrait that matches theirs. The same magical portrait.

Suddenly, there was another sound of rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the office, which woke Dai Lisi out of her deep thoughts.

She looked over curiously and saw Dumbledore pulling out a set of old European-style dresses from a large cabinet.

Dumbledore picked up the dress and looked at it carefully for a long time. Then he carefully placed the dress on the desk and began to apply magic hair softener to his beard and hair.

This hair softener invented by Harry Potter's grandfather had an amazing effect. As soon as it was applied, Dumbledore's long snow-white hair and beard, which were as dry as dry grass, became docile again.

With its help, Dumbledore successfully arranged his hair and beard into their neatest appearance.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the scraper again and began to shave off the excess hair and stubble on his face.

Dai Lisi's brows wrinkled again, and she said with a bit of hatred:

"Dumbledore, I warned you, don't go to that party, you will die!"

"Of course, I won't go, Dai Lisi, didn't I just promise you?"

Dumbledore said softly, while his hands stopped moving and continued to trim his beard.

"Then what are you doing now?"

The scraper in Dumbledore's hand froze, but he soon continued to scrape and said at the same time:

"I have another feast to attend."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore put down the razor. Through his efforts, his beard and hair had returned to exactly the same appearance as in the portrait.

Then, he picked up the dress on the desk and put it on.

It is not easy to wear it neatly. After all, this dress is made according to Dumbledore's body shape when he was young, and Dumbledore's body shape now is very different from when he was young!

But despite the difficult process, Dumbledore finally managed to put this dress, which was a bit loose for him, neatly on his body.

Dumbledore slowly came to the full-length mirror, looked at himself inside, who was old but energetic, and nodded with satisfaction.

His actions finally woke up the Phoenix Fawkes in the corner. It looked at Dumbledore, who was fully armed in front of the full-length mirror, and hovered around Dumbledore uneasily.

At the same time, clear chirps continued to come from his mouth, and Fox kept singing this song of courage, as if he wanted to arouse the courage in Dumbledore's heart.

But Dumbledore just smiled, and then hugged Phoenix Fawkes tightly in his arms, just like he did when he first met Fawkes.

Dai Lisi on the wall saw all this.

She was almost furious and roared angrily:

"Dumbledore! Do you want to die? What kind of feast is it that makes you want to attend even if you are like this?"

At this moment, Dumbledore was holding Fox and sitting back in his seat. Hearing this, he raised his head slightly, took out a large bag of cockroaches and various candies from the drawer, put them on the table and said:

"This will be the most important banquet in my life. Its name is - death."

Hearing this, Dai Lisi was stunned.

Dumbledore stopped paying attention to Delis, turned his chair and looked out the window.

Every night in the past, you could see the bright starry sky from here. Looking up at the starry sky every day has become Dumbledore's favorite thing to do.

But today I don't know why, but when Dumbledore looked up, the sky was pitch black with not a single star in sight.

"Are they all hidden?" Dumbledore sighed. "That's a shame."