In any case, time didn't stop for anything. Halloween still came as scheduled.

In Hogwarts, Halloween was considered a relatively grand festival. The school would hold a Halloween banquet on the 31st of October every year, and decorate the auditorium and other places in the castle.

Therefore, the school's corridors would be filled with the sweet and enticing smell of roasted pumpkins from morning onwards.

Some of the giant and strange pumpkins were provided by Haig's private farm.

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere today was really good. Pessatuben, who usually didn't like to communicate with others, had a rare opportunity to chat with Slytherin's students. Of course, most of the time, he was just listening to others talk.

At noon, George and Fred came to Pessatuben once. Their purpose was to deliver the potion that they had talked about before. It was related to the Halloween special edition.

Pessatuben said that he could try to simplify the compound soup. In reality, he was just taking the compound soup apart and only changing one part of the effect. Pessatuben only tried to change the color of the eyes and hair. After he gave the recipe to the two, he didn't pay any attention to it.

It had to be said that George and Fred were really talented in the field of being wacky. Perhaps it was because they had a lot of ideas that they were able to succeed?

The finished products that Pessatuben handed over to Pessatuben looked very good. There were five bottles of Hair Illusion Potion and Eye Illusion Potion each. The color of the potion was a bit earthy, but the two didn't know what they had put in. The original potion should have been as disgusting as the compound soup, but now it was sweet and had all sorts of different tastes. However, this made it easier to sell.

By the way, the color of the Hair Illusion Potion was fixed, but the color of the Eye Illusion Potion was up to fate.

Pessatuben only kept two bottles for himself. The remaining eight bottles were given to Slytherin's students as gifts. After all, they were going to live together for seven years. No matter what, their relationship couldn't be too cold.

Accordingly, the banquet was brought forward because it was said that there would be a program later.

The potion lasted for about two to three hours. Pessatuben drank it before going to the auditorium. He didn't feel anything special after drinking it, except for two seconds when his eyes became misty. It should be the effect of the Pupil Potion. Pessatuben didn't look at the mirror, so he didn't know how it changed.

It was almost time. Pessatuben put on his school uniform and rushed to the auditorium.

"Hey, Prins." Prefect Gamma happened to come out of the dormitory. "Your hair color is so cool. If I knew it was so awesome, I would have kept it for myself."

"Farley, did you give her away?" Pessatuben said as they walked.

"Yeah, I gave it to my girlfriend.

You know, if you make her angry, you always need to coax her. "Gamma sighed helplessly.

"Oh, I don't know."

Pessatuben replied heartlessly. "Let's run. If we're any slower, we'll be the center of attention."

Obviously, the two of them quickened their pace. They finally managed to sit at the Slytherin Long Table before the auditorium quieted down.

On the way, they met George and Fred.

George's eyes and hair had turned black, while Fred had brown hair and light blue eyes. It was easy to tell the two apart.

On the way back, through the reflection of the window, Persituben also saw that his hair had turned red and his eyes were green. This made him think of the Savior's mother, Lily.

After sitting quietly, Pessatuben looked carefully. There were many strange colors in the seats of the four Academies. Not to mention Hufflepuff and Gryffindor, even the usually calm and boring Ravenclaw had quite a few.

Slytherin's little snakes didn't fall behind either. Their familiar faces had changed to a different hair color. It was a refreshing change.

Perhaps it was because of the festival?

The professors were exceptionally tolerant. They looked at the messy colors in the room and didn't say anything.

Their dean, on the other hand, didn't seem too happy. However, Dumbledore's attitude of 'children are still at the age where they love to play, don't hurt their innocence' meant that he could only stare at the little snakes. But after a while, it didn't seem to have any effect. The happy atmosphere made the little snakes forget that they were strict and old-fashioned.

Dean.

Severus could only look away with a straight face and try to comfort himself. However, Gryffindor's students were even crazier. He had no choice but to use a brain seal spell on himself. Out of sight, out of mind, out of mind.

After the Halloween feast, the banquet entered its final program.

The school's ghosts would perform at the end of the banquet. They would suddenly appear from the walls and tables, and form various formations to perform gliding.

Pessatuben was eating a pumpkin pie when suddenly, a head popped out from a plate full of fruit. Pessatuben was stunned. The students around him were shocked, but they quickly realized that this was probably part of the performance.

Pessatuben also saw that the usually silent Blood Man Barrow, who was feared by many Slytherin, had also joined the performance.

In conclusion, Halloween was indeed an interesting festival.

After the banquet, the curfew was delayed by an hour. Perhaps it was to let the childlike students have more fun?

And Principal Dumbledore seemed to have hinted that the third-year students could take this opportunity to ask the professors for candy.

The professors wouldn't refuse during this period?

Pessatuben didn't care. Not long ago, he had asked Severus. After the results came out, he was even more determined to ask Severus for candy. After all, he was only an eleven-year-old child. This was the age when he should be acting like a spoiled child in his parents' arms.

Pessatuben shook off the other students who wanted to ask for candy and snuck to Severus' office.

"Trick or treat!" Pessatuben yelled.

Silence. Absolute silence. "He's not here?" Pessatuben thought. He tried again.

"Trick-or-treat!" Still, there was no response.

"Severus isn't in his office?

Then where could he be? "Just as he was thinking, the door in front of him opened.

Pessatuben grinned. He was overjoyed. He carefully walked in.

"Mr. Prins, is candy the only thing left in your brain?" Severus said coldly with his back to Pessatuben.

There was a pumpkin jar on Severus's table that didn't fit in with the environment at all. It was filled with all kinds of candies. Persatu's sharp eyes noticed that there was also a lot of toffee from Honey Duke's candy store.

Thinking of his identity, Posthumous made a very appropriate action. His small hand that had not yet grown out grabbed a bunch of them and put them into his pocket.

"It seems that Mr. Prins wants to try the tooth potion." Severus noticed that half of the candy in the jar was gone.

Pessatuben raised his head and looked innocently at Severus.

"Lily …" Severus suddenly fell silent when his eyes met Pessatuben's.

Pessatuben tilted his head in confusion. "Professor, I think my teeth are amazing."

Severus, whose memories were interrupted, stared at Pessatuben. "Well, it seems that our future Master Potion Maker, Mr. Prins, is very confident in his teeth. I hope there won't be a day when he'll make a tooth potion for you." He thought for a moment. "Maybe he'll do it in secret and not let anyone know."

Pessatuben rubbed his nose awkwardly.

"Then, before I'm shocked by your crazy actions and want to deduct points from Slytherin, could you please tell me, Mr. Prins?" His tone was extremely dangerous. "How did a Slytherin get together with two Gryffindor and even make some kind of deal?"

Severus waved his wand and summoned a very comfortable chair. He sat down and asked coldly, "Do you want to be as brainless as them?

Maybe it's full of needlegrass or slugs? "

Pessatuben looked enviously at Severus as he sat down. He could only explain obediently, "We're just partners, Professor." Pessatuben quietly moved two steps and tried to sit on the chair next to him.

Pop. The chair suddenly disappeared.

"Focus, Prins," Severus said. "Partners?

I think your biggest goal now should be to learn, and not spend all your time with the two stupid Gryffindor lions. "

"I'll provide them with funds, and they'll do their own research. The profits will be split between the three of us," Pessatuben said.

This didn't sound like something an eleven-year-old student would do. Severus clearly thought so too.

"Then you'll neglect your studies, fail your exams, and end up as a wizard who doesn't even know the basics?

Oh, I forgot. You're the heir of the Prins. "

Severus sneered. "You should be happy about your status. If you were those two dumb lions, you'd be running around for a living a long time ago. Look at you, a Slytherin, heh."

Pessatuben shivered when he heard Severus' final snort. "Professor, it's still early. Maybe I can help you clean the crucible or organize some ingredients?"

"Aren't you going to ask for candy with your lion friend?

Mr. Prins. "

"No, no, I'm not that childish."

"Oh, then, Mr. Prins, who was it that knocked on my office door and asked for candy?"

“.....”

Only a few Slytherin dared to knock on Severus' office door until curfew. This meant that there was still a lot of candy left in the jar. Pessatuben was a bit sad. Severus wasn't that harsh, was he …?

After saying goodbye to Severus, Pessatuben quickly picked up the pumpkin jar. "Thank goodness there weren't many people here today. Now all the candy is mine!

Thank you, Professor!

Good night, Professor! "He then dashed out of the door under Severus's fierce gaze.

After a while, Severus sat down calmly. No one knew what he was thinking.