Hermione did not know what was more challenging: being with Vince.
Being with Noir.
Or believing that a chimpanzee named Bollo could talk.
They were sitting on the second floor of Naboo's grocery store.
Everyone was dazzled by the overly hypnotic lights.
The loud techno music was a little too stimulating for the people who had been listening to British rock. Vince was wearing a long cloak and walking around in the colorful light refracted by the mirror ball, like a flamboyant freshwater fish.
Oasis had arrived and they were sitting on the other side of the dance floor.
There were a lot of beer cans in front of each of them. Hermione glanced at them nervously from time to time. Occasionally, she would meet Noel's eyes.
She felt that Gallagher's second brother's eyes were saying, "You guys tricked me into coming here." But after a shudder, he looked over again.
She felt that they were getting along well with Vince.
They were even talking and laughing.
Two hairy arms appeared in front of the wizards. It was Bollo, the chimpanzee wearing an apron. He was carrying a plate of fruit.
"The guests will be here in half an hour.
Have some fruit first. "Naboo, who was dressed as a shaman, sat on a high stool and looked at them while smoking a pipe.
Hermione picked a banana and thanked them.
She could not help but look at Bollo.
Naboo added, "The cake at the party was spiked with cannabis.
Naboo does not provide cannabis to minors. "
Bollo grinned mischievously.
The young wizards felt a chill run down their spines.
Drac was sitting near Naboo.
She could not help but ask, "Are you really a wizard?"
"A shaman." Naboo looked at her calmly. "They've been trying to get rid of my license for a long time.
But I'm still a shaman. "
The young wizards were in an uproar.
"Who are they?" they asked. "What spells do you know? Is there a professional school for shamans? "
Naboo's expression was still indifferent.
He answered the questions one by one. "The Shaman Association. I have several books of spells. I don't know if there's a special school for shamans because I came from another planet and became a shaman halfway through my journey. "
Hermione gritted her teeth for a long time before finally asking her own question, "Sir, why do you keep pinching that toad? Are you trying to squeeze out your saliva to make a potion? "
Sure enough, there was a toad in the hand that the little witch was staring at. Moreover, the toad was already half-dead.
Naboo picked it up and looked at it. He took a puff and said indifferently, "No, I just don't like it. I want to pinch it when I'm bored."
…
Half an hour later, the guests arrived one after another, but Howard was anxious to find that Vince had suddenly disappeared and had stolen all of his jazz records. "That damned EDM sissy must be planning to steal everyone's limelight again. Just you wait and see!"
However, the Hogwarts did not have time to settle the battle of taste between electronic music and jazz. They were standing at the door with Bollo to welcome the guests. They also exclaimed that Vince was indeed a social butterfly — he must be the person with the most extensive social circle in London.
"Is that Gary?
Numan? "
"Am I seeing a reporter from NME (a well-known music magazine)?"
"Tell me that's not real Peter.
Davison, the fifth Doctor Who?! "
In the end, even the Gallagher brothers could not help but come to the door to take a look. Then Liam pulled his brother's arm stiffly and said, "F * ck!
Me — that's a live Gee!
Harrison, the guitarist of the Beatles! "
"I refuse." Noel also secretly took a breath, but he still wanted to give his brother a blow. "I remember you said that he was a sissy who liked lace?"
"I didn't — you must have confused him with Paul."
"McCartney got it mixed up!"
Liam blushed and flatly denied it.
More and more people came, and the magical living room of Naboo's house was filled to the brim with them. They had to remove some tables and chairs so that the guests could stand and drink champagne and eat small cakes with special seasonings. However, it still looked like a happy and harmonious atmosphere.
The young Oasis members stood on the side of the makeshift stage, looking at each other, not knowing when they should go on stage. Marcus, who was at a loss, remembered that Vince was the initiator of the party, but Vince was nowhere to be found. He remembered that the owner of the place was Naboo. He turned around and saw Naboo lying in the corner, foaming at the mouth. Bollo was patting his back. The only person who could take charge was Howard.
Moon, Howard.
Moon is...
Howard was staring at the door that led to the attic. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn!
U, Vince — "
Suddenly, the loud electronic music drowned out the blues on the dance floor, and the lights in the hall dimmed. The small door leading to the attic opened, and the bright lights focused on Vince, who was surrounded by the girls. He had on androgynous makeup, and dozens of pieces of his feather coat fell off when he waved his hand.
Their eyes hurt. The Hogwarts turned around and rubbed their eyes.
In contrast to the dazzling decorations, Vince said in a soft voice, "Welcome to the party. You will have a good night under my light."
Howard coughed and gave him a stern look.
Only then did Vince remember the secondary goal of the party. He waved his hand to the audience and said, "There's also an unknown band that I've invited for all of you. It's Oasis from Manchester. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that we'll be surrounded by Manchester music for a while …"
Howard and Bollo dragged Vince off the stage. Marcus took the opportunity to jump onto the stage and said, "This is Oasis from Manchester. We have only one goal here tonight, and that is to be rock.
N
roll
star！”
The Hogwarts received the hint and took the opportunity to give applause, whistles, and cheers.
The other guests: = _ =
Oasis, who had performed many times, had never experienced such a strange atmosphere. However, they could only bite the bullet and go on stage.
Liam subconsciously put his hands behind his back when he saw the blank, or more accurately, indifferent faces. However, he was holding a tambourine in his hand, so the opening instrument of the concert was neither a drum set nor a guitar, but a tambourine.
The audience: "Wow..." What a f * cking band.
No matter what, it was a good start. Noel saw that Liam had calmed down and shot a look at the drummer. The drummer's hands and legs started to tremble. The drumbeat quickly filled the hall, and Noel's guitar violently cut in.
Liam relaxed and shook the tambourine intermittently, raising his neck to the music.
There
we
were
now
here
we
are
All
this
confusion
nothing
the
same
to
me
But
I
can’t
tell
you
the
way
I
feel
Because
the
way
I
feel
is
so
new
to
me
This was the first song that Liam and Noel wrote together. They had discussed that if there was a formal large-scale concert, they would use this song to open it. They didn't expect that they would end up with a salon concert on the second floor of a store.
But so what?
Liam felt very young when he sang with his neck up. The band was very young, the world was very young, even the ugly potato standing next to him was very young. Everything was very young. His voice was very young, as if it would never age.
He sang from "Columbia" to "Cigarettes and Alcohol", from "Supersonic" to "Rock Star", from "Immortal" to "Married with Children". Noel said that all the songs were written for him, and that Liam was Noel's muse. He was a big liar. But Liam continued to sing one song after another.
Twenty-one-year-old Liam
Gallagher had a strange feeling that one day, one day, they would come back to this question: What kind of band was Oasis? He had to prepare an answer, an answer to remind himself that when they stood on the stage and he looked at Noel, and Noel looked back at him, it was all about Oasis. It had been like this since they stood on this makeshift stage together.
One world was breaking and dying outside the window, and another world was rising in their music.
Noel had a strange expression on his face. He pressed the last note and asked, "What's the next song?"
There was complete silence on and off the stage. Vince, who was leaning against the attic window, wanted to speak, but Howard covered his mouth.
Liam, who was wearing a star tambourine on his head, thought for a moment and said with certainty, "Hogwarts. The next song is Hogwarts."
There was a thunderous applause.
The simple salon concert did not disappoint Vince's popularity. It was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, not only smashing huge waves, but also causing endless ripples. Within half a month, Oasis sang from one bar to another, and the songs themselves flowed faster than the band. In the days of information paralysis, "Hogwarts" and "Live."
It took less than forty-eight hours for "Forever" to travel from London to Manchester.
In fact, on the night they left Naboo's grocery store, an uninvited guest visited the Abbey Road studio.
"Carl Dick Anderson?" Marcus was surprised. "You're still alive?"
His words almost made the old fatty burst into tears, but the way he shook Marcus's hands made him look like he was about to burst into tears. "Live!"
Forever.
Forever. "
Carl Dick Anderson was there to talk about the release of the album.
After everyone invited him to sit on the sofa, the old man took out the contract and the cassette that Marcus had sent to his office from his briefcase. "I've listened to all the songs in two days."
Marcus observed his complexion with trepidation, fearing that he would accidentally die there.
But Dick Anderson was still in high spirits. He commented with confidence, "This is promising to be the best-selling album of the decade — if the situation outside is the same as it was before Christmas."
Everyone stared intently at Dickson, waiting for him to give his final verdict.
"But now London is falling — the world is falling, so I think..." Dick Anderson's eyes were bright. "People need such an album like never before. Although JDC is not as good as it used to be, I still decided... "
Dick Anderson's decision was drowned out by the cheers and hugs of the crowd. Noel and Liam were already fighting excitedly. Hermione, who had calmed down a little, pinched Ron's back a few times and pushed the latter to Drac. She then asked Dick Anderson, "Sir, are you sure you've listened to Hogwarts?"
"Yes, it's a very impressive work. Although the chords are mediocre and the lyrics are nonsense, but... "Dick Anderson tried to recall how he felt when he first heard the song." I seem to remember something that happened many years ago. Ah, it's really a long time ago. Not all of it was happy. At that time, I was still a little boy, living in the countryside with my grandfather. We brewed dandelion wine every summer... "
It seemed that for the listeners, Hogwarts had different functions, but they were generally related to memories, sadness, and happiness. However, when the Hogwarts team gathered in the temporary conference room that night, everyone's expression was faintly filled with speculation and excitement.
Hermione looked around at the crowd, took a breath, and asked, "Who's first?"
Everyone pushed each other and then looked at the only elder in the room, Lupin. The werewolf made a helpless expression and was about to speak when Ginny raised her hand first. "I'll go first."
Lupin stepped back, and everyone's eyes fell on the youngest, Weisles.
The red-haired girl slowly lowered her raised hand and spread out her palm. A blurry golden light floated around her arm and gathered at an imperceptible speed. After a long time, it gathered into a candle-sized flower suspended above Ginny's palm, like a burning rose.
Ginny closed her palm and crushed it, and the light scattered and disappeared like dust.
"Now I can remember." About the Dark Tower and the rose under the tower.
At the concert, Liam
When Gallagher sang "Hogwarts", the lyrics were like a spell hanging above their heads, repeating in the ears, mouths, and hearts of hundreds of people. At that moment, the wizards felt the boiling power in their blood.
Hermione clenched her wrist and felt a slight heat, but she didn't feel it as strongly as Ginny. Most people only felt the existence of magic.
"If Hogwarts can be sung …" Ron tried to use a levitation spell, but he couldn't gather even a little bit of magic power, so he couldn't help but say.
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