The day of the duel at Hogwarts

Chapter 215 Antonis (ask for subscription, ask for monthly pass)

"Teacher candidates?" Sean was stunned for a moment, and then asked tentatively: "Mrs. Pince, is this professor at Hogwarts? If he is outside, can I come and disturb him every weekend? "

Mrs. Pince looked at Sean, her face was a little strange, as if she regretted her talk, but she had already said what she had said, and after hearing what Sean said, she could only reply: "He is in Hogwarts , but his state is different from others, he is not a human being, but a...

Ok……

ghost! "

ghost?

Sean looked at Mrs. Pince in surprise, and couldn't help standing up, wanting to ask further.

But at this moment, Mrs. Pince, who saw Sean standing up, actually took two steps back and distanced herself from Sean. She seemed a little impatient, or it could be said that she said with some social fear: " Yes, he is a ghost, but he does not have a complete self-will like the ghost of the four colleges. He has deep obsessions and relatively weak reactions to external stimuli. If you want him to face you squarely and teach you something Alchemy-related knowledge, then you must draw his attention."

"Thank you, Mrs. Pince, I don't know where that ghost is and what's its name?"

"You can call him Antonis, everyone calls him that, and he calls himself Antonis, and he shows up every Saturday and Sunday at seven o'clock in the evening, in the row of vacant classrooms on the right side of the third floor In the innermost room, perform some actions similar to doing experiments or alchemy, he will last until nine o'clock, if you can attract his attention, he will definitely teach you about alchemy."

Hearing Mrs. Pince's words, Sean was very curious about how she knew about it, but he didn't say much. Mrs. Pince never liked to get close to students. Originally, Sean thought that she, like Filch, hated students Yes, but now it seems that she should be closer to social terror.

"Thank you Mrs. Pince, you have been of great help to me."

"It's okay, I'm just... I'm just saying something more."

Having said that, Mrs. Pince seemed to have completed the task, and immediately turned away from Xiao En, and continued to organize books in other places where there was no one.

Xiao En watched from a distance, and Mrs. Pince, who had returned to a state of being alone, was obviously relieved and became much more at ease. It seemed that there should be no doubt about social fear.

As for why a social fear who doesn't like to contact students on weekdays suddenly came to me and offered to help...

Sean feels that there are always some particularly likable people in this world. Obviously, he is such a person. He is naturally likable, and people have the urge to help him, which is beyond Xiao En's control.

At night, Sean looked at the time, had dinner early, and sat at the innermost desk of the vacant classroom on the third floor at [-]:[-], and he even had time to use a clean , Remove all the dust and sundries in the classroom.

Seven o'clock sharp.

A thin and emaciated middle-aged male ghost suddenly appeared from the door of the classroom, stood near the podium, and started a non-physical performance. Sean could tell that he was doing experiments, or using Alchemy, he also wanted to talk to him several times, but all failed.

Trying to try, Sean sat helplessly on the chair.

After much deliberation, he simply took out his alchemy book and read it.

While watching, Sean was drawing something on the draft paper. It looked like an alchemy formation, one, two. Sean had drawn a lot of alchemy formations. When he was about to continue, a soft and slightly hoarse The voice suddenly sounded beside Sean.

"These alchemy arrays you drew are too rough. Alchemy is a very fine subject. It can even be independent of magic, not included in magic, and it is almost another system, so it is the same as when you use magic to wave your wand. The trajectories are different, roughly correct is wrong in alchemy, and only completely correct in alchemy, I hope you can understand this truth."

Sean looked up at the ghost Antonis who did not know when he appeared next to him, knowing that it was his act of drawing the alchemy circle that attracted him, and seeing this, he immediately said: "Hello, Mr. Antonis, I am Hogwarts My student, my name is Sean Burst, I want to ask you about alchemy, I wonder if it is possible?"

When Antonis heard what Sean said, he looked at the note in Sean's hand, stretched out his hand and tapped the note, and the note was opened immediately. Just like that, Antonis watched quietly, while Sean waited without saying a word. .

It wasn't until Antonis read all of Sean's notes that he nodded slowly, with a hoarse voice, but said very softly: "You are a very talented child, but you don't have the teaching of a famous teacher, so your The notes are full of some very simple and very common mistakes, I will start from the beginning and correct some of your mistakes and bad habits in self-study, I hope you can learn from me seriously."

Is that a promise? !

Sean looked at Antonis with a happy expression, and wanted to say something.

But at this moment, he heard Antonis say again: "I can teach you alchemy, but at the same time, I need you to do something."

I knew it wasn't that easy!
Ghosts are alive and always have unsolved wishes.

Obviously, Antonis is no exception, and from his non-physical performances that come here at a fixed time every day for experimental research, it can be seen that Antonis's threatening wish, or obsession, is definitely much, much greater than other ghosts!

Thinking of this, Sean tentatively asked: "Mr. Antonis, I wonder if you can tell me what you want me to do?"

Looking at Sean, Antonis nodded with a smile, and said as gently and softly as before: "This is my fault, I should have explained these things to you in advance, so that you can also weigh it, whether Really want to learn alchemy with me.

In fact, things are easy to say and hard to say. When I died, I was conducting a research project, and half of my thesis had been published. However, due to some special reasons, I died before the research was completed. Although I So it became a ghost and continued to exist, but the ghost only had the knowledge of life, I have memory, but I can't continue to study, and I can't continue to research, so my research has stagnated, and the published papers have also been disconnected halfway.

And my request is to let you continue my research and complete it!

You, agree? "

(End of this chapter)