Although Drac brought bad news, she ate two dates.
However, everyone's condition was much better.
Ron cooperated with Pansy and practiced their scenes two more times. Ginny tore off a part of her skirt so that she wouldn't trip when she put it on — and she looked even wilder! As for Harry,
He gritted his teeth and stomped his foot.
Under Drac's high pressure, she quickly read the entire script aloud and silently several times until she was about to go on stage.
"How do you feel?" Drac glared at him.
"… I need to go to the toilet," Harry said weakly.
Ron was anxious and worried. "Do you want to drink some water first?" He watched Harry read the lines until his throat was dry.
"… No need."
They heard the announcement outside.
Everyone involuntarily took a deep breath.
Then Lockhart came and led everyone to the waiting area.
Harry couldn't help but ask, "Where's Professor Kamia?"
Lockhart replied with a smile, "Below the stage... Wait a minute, you are? Ginevra? "
As the Defense Against Black Magic professor looked at Ginny in shock, the host outside had already finished his last sentence. "... Next, let's welcome the famous Harry Potter and his classmates to present to us' Under the Milk Tree '!"
After a moment of darkness,
The curtains were pulled up, and ripples of blue-green light were cast on the curtain. At the same time, the orchestra organized by Professor Flitwick began to play background music. The soprano and bass began to sing an unknown song. Captain Kate, who was wearing linen, took three steps forward.
Then he hesitantly looked back, lowered his head again, and took three staggering steps — Captain Kate walked to the center of the stage.
At this time, he heard the surprised voices of the audience. Obviously, some people, such as Ginny's roommates, knew her role. Harry could almost imagine that from tomorrow onwards, there would be news of "The Savior Potter Replaces the Lead Actor" appearing in The Hogwarts Daily.
Harry secretly sighed to hide his deep breath and began to recite his lines.
"As the opening line of the story, it was a spring night. The moon was covered by dark clouds over the town. There was no starlight, only endless darkness. The cobblestone street was silent. The twisted and rugged forest where lovers and hares lived was gradually shrouded in darkness. It slowly sank into the darkness, as dark as the crow..."
The flickering lights did a good job of creating the atmosphere. The audience was silent. Harry calmed down after a brief moment of nervousness. He paced back and forth while recalling his lines. Strangely, he did not forget the lines. The words that were eaten alive half an hour ago were now lying firmly in his memory. He paced back and forth while looking at the audience. In the front row, to the left of Dumbledore was Snape with a livid face (What's wrong with him?). Next to Snape was Kamia. Kamia looked at him expressionlessly.
After a pause, Harry continued to recite his lines, "... The shutters of the shops have been mourning all night. The weeds of the widows by the welfare hall have grown an inch taller. In this sleepy and silent town, everyone is sleeping..." The background music had stopped at some point. The stage was trapped in darkness. Only the eerie light of the water was floating. Harry knew that Captain Kate was blind. He could only see the world from the sound of the pump and the town's bell.
After another pause, Harry could not tell whether the sound of water dripping and the light sound of sleep he heard were magic or real.
He could no longer see the faces of the audience in the front row clearly. "… Only you can hear the dripping of the morning dew, the breathing of the silent town. Only you can open your eyes and watch the darkness quickly engulf the town. Then, the darkness will also fall asleep. Only you can listen with your ears and hear the falling of the invisible stars, the darkest minutes and seconds before dawn …"
"... From where I stand, I can hear the candy shop owner, Miss Price, dreaming of her lover in the spring night on Bird and Clam Street with dark clouds covering the moon..." Captain Kate sat down in the corner of the stage. The warm light shone on Miss Price, who was sleepwalking on the stage. "... From where I stand, I can hear the candy shop owner, Miss Price, dreaming of her lover in the spring night on Bird and Clam Street with dark clouds covering the moon..."
Miss Price, who was wearing silk pajamas, put her hands on her lower abdomen and closed her eyes. When she suddenly opened her eyes, she would see the lover of her dreams.
"... That man was tall, like the bell tower of the town. He was very strong, and his mouth was as sweet as honey. He had strong thighs and hot skin. His voice was as deep as thunder. His chest muscles were irresistible, and his eyes were like angry blowtorches..."
However, the one who stepped on Captain Cate's string of praises was not a horned siren, but a tailor shop owner wearing striped pajamas and even a nightcap. Although his steps were as graceful as a dancer's and his words of love were as sweet as honey, he said, "I am a cloth merchant who is crazy for love. My love for you is more than any cotton fabric, velvet, white cotton, corduroy, jacquard, coarse cotton …"
Although they loved each other, Mr. Mogg could never enter Miss Price's boudoir, and the dream of Crazy Town continued.
Mr. Waldo, who lay alone in the hut by the undertaker's house, was an excellent rabbit hunter, barber, and quack, who was suspected by all to have killed his wife in order to be a happy widower, and who was often found drunk in the gutters, and who had at least a dozen widows' children in the town with his nose.
Meanwhile, Widow Pritchard, who had lost two husbands, lay on her white bed, covered with chastity sheets, and dreamed that her two husbands had married her at the same time.
And the last to come out was — "Polly Garter!"
Captain Kate was suddenly back to his youthful self — in his dark blue sailor's suit, with his blond hair tied back, his eyes not yet clouded, and his voice very sensual when he smoked and drank. He sat down in the path of the girl in the floral dress, and called to her. "Hello, my dear Polly. Do you hear the foolish gossip of those women who gather together to gossip, and stagger as they walk? Who hugged you when? Whose absent-minded husband kept whimpering in the milk grove for your naughty, maternal arms and plump body? "
Polly, in her short skirt, with her soft, loving eyes, sprinkled the petals of her basket around the Captain, and stooped (her red hair falling over the old Captain's arm) and kissed him passionately on the forehead.
As for Captain Cate, his entire body trembled as he sat on his heels, watching the red-haired lady leave without a trace of hesitation. When he raised his head again, there was even more nostalgia in his eyes: "I often shed tears, sometimes in the quiet of the night, sometimes after the sails have been raised, and when the dreams come flooding in like a tide, the most profound and clear voice in my memory comes from the young and languid Rosie, with long flaxen hair …"
Shouts and screams were drowned out by the sound of the tide, and the white mist of the sun shone down warmly. Captain Kate lay down comfortably, and the green shade fell on his face and body. "That voice came close to me from her grave, calling me clearly …"
He smelled the inferior but warm perfume on Rosie's body, and heard her strange, rough dialect: Knock twice, the door of Duck Alley, and say you're looking for Rosie. In your many years of sailing, Tom Kate, what seas have you seen?
Captain Kate hugged Rosie's warm body and whispered, "I will tell you the truth, Rosie. In the dark blue roaring sea, those sharks, eels, and mermaids …"
Knock twice, my grave, and say you're looking for Rosie …
"Rosie!"
Remember her, remember Rosie, she is being forgotten, the world is disappearing from her …
Remember me, I have forgotten you, I am falling into the darkness, into the darkness of the darkness …
"Rosie!"
The oak forest, the grassland covered with wildflowers, the coastline, and the blue waves were falling apart! Just like a broken mirror, Captain Kate watched as Rossi's white dress was pulled back into the black hole by some kind of huge mysterious force. He reached out to grab her, but was pulled back by someone.
The crazy town was swallowed by the black hole, and Rosie's voice and smile were swallowed up. Someone shouted a name in Captain Kate's ear, and he insisted on saying the last sentence, "On the road to the eternal night, there is only silence and some echoes."
"Slap!" The man finally made his move. "Harry James Potter! Wake up! "
The black hole closed, and the disciple in the yellow cape fell down. His classmates surrounded him. Harry covered his face and woke up, only to find that he was in a mess. He was the only one left on the stage, and the ground was covered with sand, seaweed, and mollusk corpses. It was like a tide.
Kamia, who had just slapped him, gritted her teeth and stared at him in disbelief.
"I …" Harry wanted to say that he did not know what happened, but he was stopped by the other party. "Make them forget what just happened, hurry up!"
Harry realized that the 'them' that Kamia was referring to was the audience below the stage. "But I … Forgetting spell …"
"No need for Forgetting spell, use your ability, Harry, use your ability!" Kamia held Harry's shoulder and said repeatedly, and the last sentence was almost shouted. "As long as you want, you can, use your ability to distort reality!"
Some kind of truth was unfolding in front of Harry in an extremely absurd way. He was trembling in the white-haired woman's hand, and his blood was boiling. It was as if his spine was being pulled out, and the world was leaving them, sinking quickly into the darkness, like a curtain falling, and the music ending.
In the end, Harry, who was exhausted, fell on the empty stage. Looking at the empty auditorium, Kamia stood in front of him without saying a word.
It was Harry who asked, "Did you open the library?"
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