Following the wondrous sound of an organ, Edgar entered the room in his usual Quidditch attire. Unintentionally he went through a student or two as he took the sight of such a momentous event. A smile grew on his face, a clear sign of approval.

"Absolutely stunning," he said aloud to no one in particular.

Without a doubt, it certainly was more crowded than usual, and the presence of the living was a nice touch. The ghost was glad that they were able to join the festivities alongside his ghostly brethren.

"How marvellous it is to see you all here!" Edgar addressed to everyone present in the room. "I have to say this is by far the best deathday celebration I've had. Thank you for commemorating the two hundred and fiftieth anniversary of my death by joining me here tonight. Please eat and dance and mingle to your hearts content."

A courteous bow followed before the man started to drift over to the food table.