Zhang Hao did what he said, and he really took the piano to Hogwarts.

　　 In the adult world, whether you can play is not a problem, whether you want to play and whether you dare to play is the biggest problem.

　　 Zhang Hao wants to play but dares to play, why not play?

　　 Birds slip-the old man's favorite!

　　 Others played with parrots, house finches, and partridges... Zhang Hao directly played with Phoenix.

　　 For the next period of time, he wandered around the school on the piano every day, even in class.

　　 It is not easy for pets to enter the classroom, and it is impossible for professors to allow it.

　　 But if whose pet is a phoenix, it's a different matter.

　　 Perhaps thanks to an organization, the professors love Phoenix very much.

　　 Zhang Hao took the piano to and from the classrooms of various subjects, but there was no professor to stop him.

　　 Even the staid and stern Professor McGonagall conjured up magic flames for Qin to eat.

　　 "What is her name?" Professor McGonagall praised: "Mr. Zhang, have you seen Fox? I think she is not worse than Fox."

　　 "Qin Grey-her name is Qin Grey, and Professor McGonagall likes piano too?" Zhang Hao said triumphantly: "This is what I took so hard to tame. You should know the whole story."

　　 "Of course, of course I know." Professor McGonagall smiled and said, "I hope you can take good care of her, and she will help you a lot in the future."

　　 "Yes, I will take care of her." Zhang Hao vowed: "I will take care of her as a daughter."

　　 Professor McGonagall’s attitude surprised everyone. Is this still the staid and stern professor?

　　 She is actually kind and good-looking, the sun is really coming out from the west!

　　 The jealous gaze of countless people keeps Qin in a state of frowning for a long time.

　　 This situation didn't gradually disappear until a week later. Whether it was Zhang Hao or Qin, they all adapted to everyone's eyes.

　　 There is only one bad guy who is particularly annoying, and he is Guidro Lockhart, professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

　　 This **** didn't know what he was playing. He often wandered around Zhang Hao and took Zhang Hao to take pictures together.

　　 Of course, he never succeeded.

　　 Every time he makes such a move, strange things happen around him.

　　 Either his robe caught fire suddenly, or something suddenly attacked him.

　　 Colin, who was in charge of taking pictures of Lockhart, trembled. He thought Lockhart was possessed by mold.

　　 Zhang Hao murmured directly in his heart: "This Lockhart doesn't want to use the Forgetting Curse on me, right? If he succeeds, will he take Qin away?"

　　 This possibility is not unavailable, so he has always guarded Lockhart and never gave Lockhart a chance to get close.

　　One day, Harry brought an invitation.

　　 "Hao, Sir Nick's death day is coming. He invited me to the death banquet." Harry asked, "Would you like to go together? Ron and Hermione are ready to attend, and the ghosts of the academy."

　　 "Oh! A ghost party?" Zhang Hao said with interest: "Sounds great, I will go. When is Sir Nick going to hold the party?"

　　 Ghost party, he had only heard of it before.

　　In the magical world, it is not unusual for ghosts to host a feast.

　　 Even in the Muggle world, there will be Muggles who see ghosts hosting banquets for special reasons.

　　 In this case, the hapless Muggle will suffer a serious illness even if he is not scared to death.

　　 It is said that once more than ten years ago, a lonely old Muggle ran into the ghost of a party in the basement-he was scared to death on the spot!

　　 This incident was blamed on Voldemort, which made his horror even more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

　　 Later, several ghosts who caused the accident revealed the truth of the incident while chatting with the wizard.

　　 The wizards were also dumbfounded when they learned the truth. It turns out that Voldemort was sometimes wronged.

　　 If Voldemort's remaining prestige hadn't survived, this incident might have become a joke in the wizarding world.

　　 As for the innocent victim in that incident-why can the old man see the ghost? This is still an unsolved mystery up to now.

　　 Zhang Hao has always wanted to know what kind of existence the ghost is. He hopes that the ghost is the continuation of the wizard's life.

　　 In that case, there will be one more road to longevity.

　　 But it is not easy to verify this proposition, because things like ghosts really cannot be studied...

　　 "It's Halloween. If you go to Sir Nick's death banquet, you won't be able to participate in the school banquet." Harry said, "The death banquet is held in the basement. The environment there may not be very good."

　　 There are still two weeks before Halloween. It seems that the ghosts have to prepare in advance if they want to hold a banquet!

　　 "I guess so," Zhang Hao nodded, "I guess they will entertain us with moldy food, so it's best to fill up your stomach first when you go."

　　 This is what he reads in some books, and some people have participated in ghost banquets in the past.

　　 "So scary?" Harry changed his face immediately, and he was surprised: "Oh! I should really refuse Sir Nick's invitation."

　　 Look at this kid, he's still so sloppy!

　　 "Don't worry, they won't force you to eat." Zhang Hao comforted: "However, attending the ghost party may have some negative effects, and we will probably be unlucky for a while afterwards."

　　 "Why?" Harry said bewilderedly, "Will it be unlucky to attend a ghost party?"

　　 He can't even memorize textbooks, so naturally it is impossible to care about these anecdotes~lightnovelpub.net~ will. Zhang Hao explained: "There are records in books that people who often come into contact with ghosts will become very unlucky. That's why some people think they are ominous. This is not an unfounded guess. "

　　 "Mumble!"

　　 Harry swallowed, and he regretted it even more now.

　　 He thinks that his luck is not good enough. If he is tossed by the ghosts again, God knows what terrible things will happen.

　　 The two talked for a while and then they separated. Zhang Hao, seeing that it was still early, decided to discuss something with Professor McGonagall.

　　 He has made an appointment with Professor McGonagall, and this appointment is scheduled in her office.

　　 "Good afternoon, Mr. Zhang." Professor McGonagall asked kindly: "How can I help you?"

　　 Still the old saying, genius students can get preferential treatment everywhere.

　　 If Harry came to the professor, he would only get two disgusting glances.

　　 "Professor, I have invented a meaningful sport and hope to get the support of the school."

　　Zhang Hao went straight in, without scribbling at all.

　　 "Oh?" Professor McGonagall asked with a smile: "A meaningful exercise? Why do you think so?"

　　 She seems to have a certain interest, so she obviously wants to hear the detailed plan.

　　 Zhang Hao explained with a smile: "The sport I invented requires a certain amount of terrain support and is carried out in a small team confrontation mode. If the plan goes well and the sport is promoted, the efficiency of wizards in learning magic will be greatly enhanced."

　　 "Really?" Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows and encouraged: "Go on, I want to hear your specific plan."

　　 "I made a plan, you can take a look." Zhang Hao took out a notebook and said leisurely: "There is plenty of time, you can read it slowly."