Rolf sat on a chair and ignored Helena's invitation to dance.
Dancing with a ghost, is it a fool?
But the colder Luo Fu's attitude became and the more he ignored her, the more enthusiastic this woman became, so enthusiastic that she seemed to have a cold face but a hot butt.
The goddess you have liked for a thousand years is with someone else; the goddess you have liked for a thousand years is someone else's licking dog... obviously the latter is more harmful.
Therefore, in order to stimulate Barrow, Helena also changed her past aloofness and lowered her attitude to the lowest level when facing Rolf.
If he really wanted to resurrect her, Luofu didn't dare to think about what she would do with him on purpose... to further stimulate Bloody Baron.
It's pitiful...but when I think about Barrow being a bitch before his death, Rolf is no longer pitiful.
"Rolf, you are here too!"
Two big living people suddenly emerged from the pile of ghosts. When they saw Luo Fu, they seemed to have seen the organization, and they ran towards him happily.
Rolf turned around and saw that it was Harry and Ron.
Harry was also unlucky, he actually didn't want to attend the death anniversary party.
However, he participated in Quidditch training in the rain that day. When he returned to the castle, he got covered in mud and water, and was caught by Filch.
Nick rescued Harry and invited him to attend the death anniversary. Harry bowed his head and didn't look up to see him. He couldn't refuse, so he had to agree and brought Ron with him.
But they regretted it after the death anniversary dinner. The two of them were about to run away... but unexpectedly they saw Luo Fu.
"I heard that Nick's death anniversary is very interesting." Rolf explained vaguely: "Just come over and take a look."
"Are you disappointed after reading it?" Harry whispered: "It's really boring."
"That's right, it's far worse than the Halloween dinner." Ron on the side also complained: "The music playing on the dance floor is also as unpleasant as the noise!"
"And all that rotten food!"
Ron pointed to the dining table not far away. On the table were put rotten meat, charred cakes and a large amount of meat-stuffed lamb tripe covered with maggots.
"That's disgusting!" He made a vomiting motion and said, "We shouldn't have come, Harry, go back quickly.
Nick is already dead, there is no need to take care of the dead people's feelings... they are just ghosts."
Ron spoke quickly, but when he turned his head, he saw Ms. Gray beside Rolf. He suddenly seemed to be choking on rotten food and stammered:
"Who is this?"
"Ms. Grey, the ghost of Ravenclaw Tower." Rolf introduced.
Ron looked at Ms. Gray blankly, blushing and said: "Sorry, I didn't mean you just now...my name is Ron Weasley!"
But Helena didn't say anything. She simply ignored Ron and looked at him as if she were looking at the maggot-filled lamb tripe on the dinner table.
Ron's face turned redder.
"Rolph, that ghost of Slytherin seems to be staring at you all the time."
Harry did not notice this scene, but saw Bloody Barrow in the distance. He reminded him in a low voice: "Have you offended him?"
"Maybe he's jealous that I'm young." Luofu grinned, "Jealous that I'm still alive and he's dead."
"..."
With the sound of a hunting horn, the band that creaked like a saw suddenly stopped playing, and twelve ghost horses ran out of the wall, each with a headless rider on top.
Twelve ghost horses ran to the center of the dance floor, stopped suddenly, stood upright on their hind legs, and then kicked up their hind hooves to rush forward.
On the horse at the front was a large ghost with a bearded head tucked under his arm.
There are ghosts sitting on the other eleven horses. They are not all wizards, but also vampires, goblins and... house elves, but all of them have had their heads cut off.
The Headless Hunters are here. They are a famous ghost group in the UK, but they only recruit ghosts whose heads and bodies have been separated.
Nearly Headless Nick applied, but was rejected because he did not meet the conditions.
"Welcome, Patrick." Nick greeted him.
"Oh, my dear old man, long time no see!" Patrick laughed: "Is your head still stuck to your neck?"
"Hey, for Merlin's sake, give me some face, tonight is my death anniversary dinner!" Nick hugged Patrick and said:
"Watch out I'll kick your ass hard with my boot! I swear, I'll really do it!"
The two burst into wild laughter and patted each other on the shoulders.
"Here we come." Helena whispered: "Rolph."
"Harry, I have something to do and I'm leaving first. You two can continue to play here."
Luo Fe stood up and followed Helena towards the group of headless ghosts.
Harry and Ron both looked at each other, and Ron even looked at Ms. Gray and exclaimed:
"Seriously, she is so extraordinary. Why doesn't Gryffindor have such a beautiful ghost?"
"I wonder what her relationship is with Rove." Harry whispered.
"I know what their relationship is."
A short, fat ghost suddenly emerged from the ground. She had a melancholy and gloomy face, half covered by thick long hair and pearl-colored glasses.
"Who are you?" Harry asked curiously.
"My name is Myrtle, and I am the ghost of Ravenclaw." Myrtle looked at Harry shyly and said, "I know the relationship between Rolf and Ms. Grey."
"what relationship?"
"Well, it's not the right place to talk. There are many people with mixed ears." Myrtle said cautiously: "Harry Potter, come with me and go to my place...I will tell you this secret again."
Harry and Ron looked at each other. They were already preparing to leave anyway, and they could just take this opportunity to get away from the party.
"Let's go then." Harry and Ron stood up.
Myrtle chuckled.
Rolf, you went behind my back to find Ms. Gray, so don’t blame me for stealing a man behind your back... You were the one who abandoned me first.
Scumbag!
Rolf and Helena came to the Headless Hunters and found a house elf ghost.
It was so old that its head seemed to have been chopped off with an axe, and the wound was still uneven.
"Oh, Miss Ravenclaw, long time no see!" The house elf immediately bowed respectfully after seeing Helena.
"Rolf, his name is Cole, he was a house elf of the Black family during his lifetime." Helena explained:
"Cole cut off his head according to the tradition of the Black family, but he turned into a ghost after death."
"Hello." Rolf greeted, "Have you seen the Hufflepuff house elf?"
"I saw it once when I was young." Cole said softly, "I also saw its portrait later."
"Where did you see it?" Rove asked.
"The old Smith house, sir." Cole said respectfully: "When I followed my master to visit the Smith family, I saw that portrait in the guest room."