Chapter 161: Magic Piano

When Maca came out of the forbidden forest, he found that he was really late.
Probably because Hogwarts has a lot of guests this year, or because the Warriors candidates for the semi-finals are about to be announced later, this Halloween dinner seems to be longer than in previous years.
In order to make this Halloween banquet even more atmospheric, Dumbledore even invited the famous ghost dance troupe of the magic world-Phantom Opera to help everyone.
When Maca quietly walked into the side hall of the side door, a mess of complaints rushed out at once, and he had to comfort the guys whom he had personally invited, and then he could explain.
He re-explained what had been ordered beforehand, and agreed on the secret code, then bypassed the corridor and returned to the main entrance of the auditorium.
It is worth mentioning that before he went in, he also specially changed into a gloomy blue tuxedo with a stout and bag, and took out a small bottle and spilled something on his body ...
At this moment, the students in the auditorium were absent-minded.
They don't seem to like the well-prepared and hearty dishes as usual. Everyone is constantly looking at each other with anxious expression on each face.
Almost everyone was restless, and from time to time stood up to see if Dumbledore was finished.
The performance of the ghost dance troupe was wonderful. Those ghosts were excellent dancers before their death. The wizard who played the piano as a skeleton was a popular wizard pianist on weekdays.
However, all this could not attract the little wizards, they were all looking forward to the end of the banquet.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and a handsome and handsome boy in a tuxedo came in from the door. He walked like a wind, with a smile across the two long tables in the middle.
Wherever he passed, a bluish flame like his dress fluttered. Those flames were like ghost fires, and soon filled the sky above the auditorium, turning the entire space into a cold, evil color.
In the exclamation of a group of students at three magic schools, he took out his wand and waved it suddenly. A large number of blue flames suddenly flashed on his body, wrapped around him, and flew silently between the beautifully dancing ghosts, falling accurately Beside the piano in the center of the stage.
"That's ... McLean?"
After the initial surprise, the students in the audience quickly recognized Maca, and some students even happily applauded.
"Excuse me, can I play a song too?"
The pianist was also surprised by his appearance, but then he nodded and gave the piano to Maca.
Maca turned back and gave a graceful gift to everyone, and then she said, "I know, everyone is constantly looking forward to the soon-to-be-announced candidates for the Warriors III. To be honest, I am also looking forward to ... but I don't think we should make it a reason we missed this year's Halloween party. "
"I have prepared a show for everyone, I hope you can enjoy the very special Halloween night where the elites of these three schools gather!"
"I dare say that such a special Halloween night, most of us may not meet again!"
After all, he sat down in front of the piano, tapped the tip of the wand to adjust the height, and then knocked down the piano. Then he lowered his wand and dropped his hands toward the piano keys.
When Maca's right hand slid all the way from the midrange area to the treble area, and the left-hand bass chords followed, a bright melody set off in the auditorium immediately turned around.
It seems that because of what magic is used, every sound of the piano seems to contain some kind of hazy emotion, which makes people can't help but be attracted.
The piano continued, and the sound of the jumping piano accompanied by magical powers composed a deep and treacherous spirit. The melody is fluctuating with the ghost fire in the auditorium, and the atmosphere of Halloween is revealed.
Just when the weird melody made everyone feel uneasy, an unexpected sudden strong chord sounded heavily. Maca picked up the wand with his right hand and swung it quickly. He seemed to spontaneously ignite, and Lan Yan was on his tuxedo. Rising up.
At the same time, a group of ghosts riding horses suddenly entered the side of the side hall, holding their heads in their hands, and the horseshoes fluttered in the auditorium.
That's a member of the Headless Hunters!
In the center of the stage, Maca and the steps of those headless ghosts, ten fingers beating frequently on the keys, a mysterious dance music was played.
As the melody jumps, Maca moves more and more, and the blue flames on his body continue to flutter. When everyone was intoxicated by the collision of music and magic, the last note of the dance music came to an abrupt end.
Maca stood up, her wand waved again, all the blue flames in the auditorium, including him, exploded suddenly, and the scattered Mars extinguished.
The light in the auditorium returned to the original warm colors again, and the students who had come back to God suddenly stood up with excitement, and even the teachers could not help but applaud this wonderful performance.
"Happy Halloween to all of you!" Makalang said, "Whether I'm a student at Hogwarts or a student at Demstrom, it doesn't matter! I just want to say one thing: someone who was once my friend We will always be friends! "
The students cheered, and many people responded to Maca's words, and the atmosphere reached its peak for a while.
Maca returned to Ravenclaw's long table with everyone's applause, and sat quietly beside Luna.
"Great performance." Luna nodded at him, but her eyes fell on his tuxedo. "This dress is fun ..."
Maca shrugged and said, "You headed the Ms. Gray to invite the Headless Hunters, and you have credit."
Just then, Maca twitched the corners of her mouth and scratched her head. Because he found that the golden plate on the long table had returned to the spotless state-the banquet was over.
"I missed the most important thing ..." He sighed. "It looks like I have to go to the kitchen to find something to eat at night."
While he murmured, Dumbledore stood up and suddenly became silent in the auditorium.
Professor Orson and Madame Maxim on both sides of Dumbledore looked as nervous and anticipating as everyone else. Ludo Bagman smiled and blinked at the students in each school, while Mr. Crouch was indifferent and could be said to be a little bored.
"Okay, the goblet is about to make a decision," Dumbledore said. "I estimate it will take three minutes. Listen, after the warrior's name is announced, I hope they come to the top of the auditorium and follow the faculty. The table went over and entered the room next door-- "he pointed to the door behind the instructor's table," they will get preliminary guidance there. "
"Of course, before the referee announces one more thing," Dumbledore looked around, the members of the referee sitting on both sides nodded at him, and he looked up, "About Mr. Maca McLean, who has passed the age limit. After discussion, the referee decided that we will approve his registration process and wait for the choice of goblet with other students. "
The decision of the refereeing team surprised everyone, but everyone's reaction was not as fierce as expected. Whether it is support or opposition, they are just discussing with each other-everyone remembers the wonderful performance of Maca just now. It can be said that he has won the favor of many people just now.
With that said, Dumbledore pulled out his wand and waved it sharply.
Suddenly, with the exception of those candles in the pumpkin lamp, the other candles went out, and the auditorium suddenly fell into a state of half light and dark.
The goblet of light now shines brighter than anything in the entire auditorium, and the blue and white flames of Mars are almost dazzling.
Everyone was watching, waiting ... Several people kept raising their wrists and looked at the watch ...
"Coming soon," a student said softly.
It didn't take long for the flame in the goblet to suddenly turn red, and crackling Mars splashed out. Then, a tongue of fire flew into the air, and from there a piece of parchment paper with a charred edge flew--all the people in the auditorium held their breath.
Dumbledore caught the piece of parchment ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and lifted it up so that he could see the words on the flame. At this time, the flame returned to blue and white.
"The warriors of Boothbatton," said Dumbledore, "Front Dracula!"
"It's her, Ron!" Harry shouted, and saw the beautiful girl with a beautiful half-breed standing gracefully, flung her silver hair, lightly from Ravenclaw and Hitchpa Walked between the odd tables.
"Oh, look, they're all disappointed," Hermione said in a noise, nodding at the other representatives of Boothbatten.
Harry thought the word "disappointment" was too light. The two unselected girls burst into tears and buried their heads in their arms, crying sadly.
Fleur Dracour turned to the right, walked along the staff table, and entered the next room through the door.
The applause and conversation gradually subsided. Now everyone's attention was again focused on the goblet, and after a few seconds, the flames turned red again. The second piece of parchment was pushed out of the cup by the flames.
"Darmstrong's warrior," Dumbledore seemed to hesitate. He looked up and looked around before he said, "It's Marka McLean."
To be honest, no one is surprised by this answer-even Krumm just sighed slightly and easily accepted the result.
He knew very well that he couldn't compare with such a monster at all.
Maca stood up calmly, nodded to everyone, and went into the next room.
Immediately, the auditorium was quiet again, and in this silence, there was a strong excitement that could almost be tasted.
Next, it's Hogwarts's turn ...
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