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Chapter 204

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

Lin Bei crossed his legs and read a popular science book called "Magic Herbs". This is a popular science book on herbal medicine. Although it is an introductory book, it also has the unique sleep-aiding properties of a popular science book.

As for the work of correcting homework...
Lin Bei was quite enthusiastic at first.

After all, this is a different kind of comfort that comes from having the power of life and death.

Especially after careful correction, those who were correcting in front of the author felt like they were about to drop their little pearls, which gave Lin Bei a sense of revenge.

However, after this enthusiasm subsided, I was faced with the task of correcting every night.

Boring, simply too boring.

Once again, Lin Bei experienced the feeling of not wanting to go to work.

Especially these assignments are so painful.

Lin Bei looked at Hermione with a smile.

"Okay, let's talk~ What's wrong with you Iron Triangle again?"

"Come in!"

A word flashed through Hermione's mind: ingesting divine thoughts.

"Harry's matter has been settled. Does Miss Granger have any other problems?"

"Oh~" Lin Bei said indifferently: "You can let Harry go find Professor McGonagall on his own about this matter. Professor McGonagall will take him to find Dumbledore. Just say it was me.

Lin Bei looked at the curious and entangled look in Hermione's eyes, "Sometimes curiosity exceeds what I can control, but it's still like a cat."

"For those subjective questions, please refer to the reference answers from previous years or the answers in the full-score test paper, and provide some opinions at the same time." Lin Bei guided the two house goblins in their corrections.

The principle is simple.

"I think···"

Lin Bei pointed to a pile of parchment rolls stacked beside him without any shame and said: "Of course, if you are willing to help me save a little time, I think I still have time to provide you with a little help. of."

Lin Bei had some vague guesses about Harry's auditory hallucinations.

Hermione blinked, feeling a little weak in her heart. The eyes of the good-looking professor in front of her seemed to be able to peek into her brain and read the thoughts in it.

After all, the second-year main line front-end has been strangled in the cradle by himself.

"professor."

"Boom boom boom!"

"Is there anything going on?" Lin Bei thought for a moment, and it seemed like nothing happened recently.

Professor McGonagall, she'll know what's going on. "

Because he destroyed one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, the fragments of Voldemort's soul in Harry's body began to deepen the connection.

Hermione muttered: "It's Harry."

Under Lin Bei's shameless persuasion, Hermione had no choice but to give in.

This is very simple for Hermione. Although she has never learned some spells, Hermione lives up to her reputation as a top student and has read enough books.

Some misconceptions are corrected and books cited are pointed out.

Fortunately, when he handed over this job to the house elf at Hogwarts, he was completely liberated.

These assignments are very simple. They are all based on the practical application and removal methods of jinxes and poisonous curses in some textbooks. However, in order to make up the length of eleven or two inches, it is inevitable that you need to quote some famous aphorisms and the like. .

Hermione walked in.

The door was pushed open.

With the help of Hermione and the two house elves, it only took one hour to complete four days of work.

There are always clichés that are more than ten inches long. Of course, there are also some good works with novel concepts that can give Lin Bei a burst of inspiration.

Help Lin Bei correct the homework of students below fifth grade.

Lin Bei waved the two house goblins to retreat.

Homework for fifth grade students and above has become a test paper format.

But most of them seemed too mediocre, giving Lin Bei the illusion that he was working in an electronics factory.

Although the total amount of Voldemort's soul fragments attached or parasitized to Harry will not increase, it is like a WiFi. After one device is disconnected, the speed of other connections will naturally speed up.

She is very good at correcting errors.

"Huh~" Hermione seemed to have overcome her curiosity with reason, "I know, I will convey your suggestion to Harry."

Lin Bei waved his hand and said directly: "I'm very busy now."

Hermione glanced suspiciously at Lin Bei, who was sitting leisurely on the sofa nearby, and then glanced at the house elf in rags who was jumping up and down busy.

"Harry, he's been hearing some bad noises lately."

Hermione: Are you busy? Why didn't I see it?

Lin Bei looked through Hermione's revised homework and was very satisfied.

"No, no, no, this is real magic, not a low-level spell that can only read superficial thoughts.

Of course, I do not deny that in the hands of some masters, some memories can also be glimpsed by ingesting spiritual thoughts.

And the reason why I say he is low-level is because he can be targeted by Occlumency.

But I don't. "

"Professor!" Hermione suddenly stood up and said: "It is illegal to use spiritual thoughts on wizards at will!"

Lin Bei shrugged and said, "Yeah~ I know."

Seeing Hermione's angry look, Lin Bei couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay~" Lin Bei finally stopped laughing and said: "Curiosity is a standard feature of every mage, but being able to use reason to curb excessive curiosity is a necessary quality for a great mage.

You have the gift, Hermione. "

"But you are still a little too naive. I remember saying this to you when we first met~" Lin Bei said.

Hermione also slowly calmed down, but her tone was still a bit unhappy and she said coldly: "So what."

"Haha~ A paragraph of introduction in a book and a series of cold numbers cannot make people easily empathize with it.

Go watch some old Image Wars expansion packs.

Don't let too much compassion take over your nature. "

Lin Bei glanced at Hermione, then changed his words after a while: "Okay, these topics are too heavy and not suitable for a thirteen or fourteen year old girl."

"Your rationality in daring to ask the professor for help when facing some difficulties also helped me a lot."

"Okay~, I can give you an approval note.

Regarding the approval note for the restricted book area. "

Hermione nodded, "Thank you, Professor."

When Hermione was about to leave the office, Lin Bei suddenly said: "When you have a full understanding, you are welcome to come back to me.

As for the forbidden area, it is a test I give you.

If you want to discover real magic. "

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A few more days passed.

night.

Lin Bei was unhappily dragged by Dumbledore to the door of a long-abandoned girls' bathroom. Lin Bei said dissatisfied: "I've already told you the clues, why did you drag me here?

I don't want to be caught by a student hanging out at night, and then it's revealed that you and I are perverts who hang out in the girls' bathroom at night.

Oh ~
You are a pervert yourself.

Almost forgot.

But can you please not involve me~"

Dumbledore just smiled kindly and was not annoyed at all by Lin Bei's complaints.

This is a semi-deserted bathroom, the interior of which is extremely dark and dreary.

The layout of the bathroom is very messy. There is only a large mirror with stains and cracks. Under the mirror is a row of stone sinks with peeling surfaces.

The floor was wet, and a few candles burned low in their brackets, reflecting dim light on the floor.

When the two entered the girls' bathroom and went straight to the middle sink.

A ghost suddenly emerged from the bathroom stall.

This is a ghost that looks like a pudgy schoolgirl.

She wore thick glasses and looked unhappy.

"This is the girls' restroom. What bad things are these two men doing secretly here?" She looked at Lin Bei and Dumbledore in front of her and said with suspicion, "No, even if no one uses it, the girls' restroom is still there. This is not a place where male professors can just come. I must tell the truth about you two!"

Lin Bei and Dumbledore's expressions froze. They never expected that while avoiding everyone else's sight, they did not escape a ghost that always resided in this bathroom.

Lin Bei was also a little confused, and he had forgotten the first victim killed by Tom, Myrtle.

"Myrtle, the two of us are here to check what's wrong here." Dumbledore said gently, obviously knowing the ghost.

Myrtle seemed a little disbelieving, and retorted: "I have been here all the time, and I can guarantee that there is nothing wrong with this bathroom. You must be making excuses for your behavior!"

With that said, Myrtle wanted to go through the bathroom roof to spread the news that the principal and professor were in the girls' bathroom.

Myrtle looked down at Lin Bei.

Then she froze in place.

"You, are you the new professor?" Myrtle's eyes seemed to light up, and her voice became tense, completely different from before.

"Wow, I have never seen such a handsome professor. Can I go to your classroom to listen to the class?"

Lin Bei's mouth twitched.

"That's right, Myrtle, this is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore took over the conversation with a smile, while not forgetting to wink at Lin Bei, "If you want to attend the class, you can Go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the second floor, not far from here."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Upon hearing Lin Bei's position, Myrtle's eyes suddenly filled with joy, "Then you will definitely have problems this year, right? If you die, you must come here to find me. , I would be happy to share this toilet with you.”

Myrtle blushed and rolled her eyes, completely lost in the imagination of a better future.

Lin Bei turned his attention to Dumbledore, with a very unkind expression on his face.

"Dumbledore, don't tell me that as a headmaster you didn't know there was a mentally ill ghost here?" he asked.

"After all, this place is a girls' bathroom, so I wouldn't normally come in." Dumbledore said, "I remember Myrtle passed away decades ago, but I didn't expect that she would still stay in this place. "

"Is this the place where she died?" Lin Bei searched his memory and found that he had never heard of this statement.

Of course this situation should be very reasonable.

"This is related to an event from the past fifty years ago." Dumbledore sighed and said softly, "There were a series of attacks at Hogwarts that year, and Myrtle was the only one who died in the attacks. Wizard. But I still don’t know the truth of the attack.”

"Are you suffering from Alzheimer's disease? Didn't I tell you yesterday?" Lin Bei corrected.

Then he looked at Myrtle, showed a smile that he thought was very gentle, and said: "So, my dear Miss Ghost, can you not tell others about me and this old man coming here?"

After seeing Lin Bei's smile, Myrtle not only did not answer his question, but started a new round of madness——

“Professor, my professor, he actually called me honey.

What a good impression~ No boy has ever called me that~
Ya~"

Dumbledore: "..."

Lin Bei: "..."

Lin Bei's smile froze on his face, looking at Myrtle who was a ghost but could show a flushed face.

"So she is really not mentally normal, is she?"

Looking back at Dumbledore who was watching the show next to him, "Is there any way you can make her return to normal?"

"Obviously, Myrtle's mental state is like this because of you." Dumbledore shrugged and laughed a little gloatingly, "So, it is up to you to restore her to normal."

Lin Bei took another look at Myrtle, who was still going crazy, and fell into deep thought.

"By the way, can I kill her with one attack of Avada?"

After a moment, Lin Bei suddenly said to Dumbledore.

"If you don't want to lose your reputation, this seems to be the only feasible way."

Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, "This doesn't seem to be possible, Professor Lin."

"Do you think I don't know what people call me behind my back? Fat Myrtle! Ugly Myrtle! Poor, sniveling, sullen Myrtle!" she cried, "Now that good-looking professor also If you dislike me, I won’t live anymore!”

Myrtle, who heard Lin Bei's words, was floating in the air crying and wailing.

Dumbledore squinted his eyes and hid while taking out the Honey Honey Candies, while his eyes kept rolling around Myrtle and Lin Bei, as if he was eating candies and watching a show. .

Myrtle dejectedly believed that Lin Bei was disgusted and wanted to kill her.

Although everything Lin Bei said was a joke.

But now Myrtle wanted to stuff herself into the toilet and drown.

And also took action.

"Don't be sad, Myrtle." Dumbledore comforted, "Professor Lin Bei definitely didn't want to kill you because he disliked you. It was just a joke."

He pointed to Lin Bei beside Myrtle.

Seeing Lin Bei, Myrtle seemed to feel a little happier and started to become a little bolder.

He walked directly in front of Lin Bei, looking like he was crazy.

"Yes, I was just joking, Myrtle." Lin Bei nodded and said seriously, "And don't forget it.

You are already a dead person, and you cannot drown yourself by doing this.

Might as well give yourself a big bite. "

After hearing his words, Myrtle suddenly felt even sadder and stuffed herself into the toilet again.

"Oh~ Professor Lin, I thought you would say some comforting words." Dumbledore looked at Lin Bei helplessly.

"What's the point of comforting others? I would never do such meaningless things." Lin Bei said calmly, "Look, isn't it interesting to see a ghost flopping in the toilet like this? Peace of mind. , she can’t drown anyway!

I'm not that narrow-minded either.

I was really kidding just now.

By the way, is forgetfulness useful to ghosts? "

Dumbledore: "·······"

"I think it should have an effect!"

"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Dumbledore changed the subject, "Are you a Parselmouth?"

(End of this chapter)