Hogwarts Melon Eater

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“Sorry for letting you see the… uh… bloody scene…” Penny walked everyone down a street, “It’s our tradition to kill chickens for friends. My husband Dot kills chickens in the town. The one who killed the best, what happened just now was just a small accident.”

The staff of the program group, Constance laughed politely, “Thank you for your enthusiasm, Ms. Penny,” he turned his head, “Mr. Mayor, I am very happy to be able to work with you. I hope I can work with you again later. Let’s talk about the shooting location…”

“Of course, the psychic wars show has been extremely popular recently, and we also hope to cooperate to make the filming of the show smooth, so that more people can know Little Hangleton,” Mayor Gray took out a handkerchief and wiped his forehead Khan on.

Although it sounds ridiculous to use haunted gimmicks to attract tourists, in fact, some people actually eat it.

“This would be great,” Constant nodded, “Then about the Riddle family, we need to film a segment of you sitting in the pub while drinking and telling it. Mayor, please prepare beforehand.”

“I will try my best to cooperate,” Lame Mayor Gray agreed, and then he was silent for a while, and the two walked together across the asphalted streets.

The mayor looked at the old water dispenser, and suddenly remembered something, “Oh… speaking of which, you might meet a stubborn old man in the small wood house behind Riddle’s villa. Keep away from him. “

Constant wrote in his notebook, “He is a resident here? A grumpy neighbor, right? There is always such a weird old man in the community.”

“Yes, a weird old man…actually…” Mayor Gray paused, “He was previously regarded as the murderer of the Riddle Family…”

“What?!” The notebook in Constant’s hand almost fell. He looked around and lowered his voice, “Wait… we didn’t know this before…” He took out a copy of the case record. ” The mayor, the record says that the three of the Riddle family committed suicide in an unknown way on the same day! There is no mention of any suspected murderer in the record!”

“This…” Mayor Gray hesitated, he hesitated, “Oh… Maybe it is, maybe it’s the record… Something went wrong?”

“God, I don’t know if this is a bad thing or a good thing. In short, this news has disrupted our plan.” The final challenge of the psychic war is to let the psychics perceive what happened to Riddle’s house. Caused the death of three people-the program team has also arranged the final result. The muscle fortuneteller Mr. Strong will lift up a wooden board and find the cursed object placed by the program team in advance in the hole below, so as to solve the mystery of the death of Riddle’s house. , Won the championship this season.

But now, if there are real psychics predicting the relationship between the old man living in the wood house and the case, then Mr. Strong’s championship will not be so convincing. Who knows?” Constant frowns, he had to discuss with the director.

Mayor Gray paused, “Uh, the whole town basically knows…”

Constant patted his own head, “Ai, we have to discuss again, hoping not to affect the original plan.” He looked around all around. No one else should have heard the conversation between himself and the mayor, only a little girl. Pushing the stroller and walking not far away, he looked left and right in a novelty, and then was attracted by Sweetshop,’she probably didn’t hear it’, Constance thought so.

But in fact, Anna heard everything. She just focused on listening to the conversation between the two and almost pushed the stroller into the small mud pit, which caused Irvine to grunt with dissatisfaction.

“Anna!” The three of Hermione ran over, Ron handed Anna a lollipop, “Just now there was an old man in the form of a skeleton who was sending sweets, we got one for you,” Harry handed a lollipop to Irving , “Alvin has it too.”

“Thank you,” Anna pulled the candy wrapper, and then frowned. Sure enough, Little Hangleton was really weird. The lollipop in front of her turned out to be a human head, and the bearded man grinned wildly.

“This is a celebrity from Little Hangleton,” Hermione study tyrant went online, “I saw it on the leaflet at the door, Ruther Hobbs, he is a great doctor, came to Little Hangleton in 1942 and lives here Later, the medical skills were brilliant, and he heard that he could solve any intractable disease and saved a lot of people.”

“He would give patients a magic potion, milk taste, deep purple,” Hermione shrugged, “I don’t know what it is, it doesn’t sound very reliable now. Maybe the patients at the time could recover completely, very A large part of the reason is that it relies on psychological effects…”

“I think that Hobbes is a wizard,” Ron thinks everyone is a wizard, “The old skeleton also looks like a wizard just now. It’s really hard to imagine how he stood up, and he can hear him when he is close to him. To the sound of bone rubbing.”

Anna put the human head lollipop into her mouth, um, it’s not bad, the taste of mint, it doesn’t taste as weird as it looks.

A drop of water dripped on Anna’s face. She looked up and found that dark clouds had inadvertently covered the sky. The air was damp and it was about to rain. The mayor also discovered this. He ran and greeted. Everyone soon came to the’Hanged Ghost Inn’ to take shelter from the rain.

The Hanging Ghost Inn was built on a slope. There are many patches on the wooden signboards. The most conspicuous cloth patch changed the’pub’ to the’inn’. It looks like this building has a lot of looks, honey The stone walls look weather-beaten, and the brown roof is covered with a lot of straw. I don’t know if it’s for beauty or to make up for loopholes.

The hotel is’inlaid’ between two renovated masonry houses. It looks like a child crowded by adults. It is very petite. The entrance path is paved with gravel, flowers are planted next to it, and the scarecrow wearing a green plaid skirt is quilted. Inserting in the soil adds a bit of weirdness to the hotel full of rural atmosphere.

“Oh! Boss Dort’s scarecrow won the first prize in the previous’Scarecrow Tournament’,” mayor Gray Patted Scarecrow’s big straw hat, “we call it sexy bearing and charming temperament lady in plaid skirt ,” He looked at the children and blinked, “I heard that Dort did it the way his wife Penny was when he was young.”

What a hatred, Anna took a serious look at the lady in the plaid skirt, the skirt was almost exploded by the straw, and it seemed that Ms. Penny was a little plump when she was young.

Harry smiled and approached the scarecrow. He found it very interesting. As a family boy with a limited range of activities, this was the first time he saw the scarecrow with his own eyes.

“…people…people…many people…” The hoarse woman’s voice rang out, intermittently, and it sounded very crippled, “so hungry…so hungry…”

Harry stopped and his smile stiffened on his face. He rubbed his ears. “What?” Ron ate lollipop and looked over to see Harry. Then he looked at the lady in the plaid skirt, “What’s wrong with Harry? Ms. Skirt fascinated?”

“It’s not…” Harry frowned, “Ron, did you hear any strange noises just now? This… from the lady in the plaid skirt…”

Ron stepped up to the fat belly of the lady in the plaid skirt. He raised his eyebrows and showed a profound mystery expression, “Oh! I think I heard… well, wait, what did you say…”

“What did she say?” Harry was very nervous, and moved closer.

Ron grabbed his neck and said, “It said he was pregnant with a girl! Hahaha-Harry! Wouldn’t you really believe it? This is an ordinary scarecrow-how could it be possible to talk?” [19459002 ]

“Ron!” Harry smiled helplessly, and then relaxed. He thought he might have heard it wrong just now.

“Come in, it’s raining soon!” Hermione stood at the door with her arms akimbo and greeted them. Anna stood beside her and glanced at the ordinary scarecrow again.

“Come here!” Ron and Harry rushed into the Hanged Ghost Inn, the wooden door slowly closed, and soon the rain fell.

A lady in a scarecrow plaid skirt stood in front of the hotel window, and rain dripped along the eaves and hit its straw hat. For a while, it seemed as if the entire world was left with only the sound of rain dripping, and suddenly, there was an irregular si si The sound rang out, as if some insect was calling, and like a devil whispering.

“So hungry… So hungry…”