A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

　　 Blood Man Barrow is the ghost of Slytherin, but even the little wizard of this academy treats him far and away.

　　 His appearance is really scary, and Pippi is the one who fears him most.

　　 "Long time no see, Barrow." Felix greeted.

　　Bloodman Barrote floated in place, staring dull eyes, his gaze stayed in the direction where Ms. Gray had left.

　　 After a while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Hello, Haipu."

　　 Felix looked at him. During a night tour at school, he accidentally ran into a conversation between the **** Barrow and Ms. Gray. He was begging for her forgiveness, and Ms. Gray cursed him for never being saved.

　　 It was also that night, he learned the identity of Helena Ravenclaw. He also roughly sorted out the entanglement between the two, Helena took away Ravenclaw's crown and dared not go home. As her admirer, Barrow, the blood man, was commissioned by Rowena Ravenclaw to bring her daughter back.

　　 There was a fierce dispute between the two, and the final result was that Barrow the blood man killed Helena by mistake. In regret, he also committed suicide with the weapon that killed Helena.

　　 "Barrow, what do you mean by saying that the name is her taboo?" Felix asked.

　　 Blood Man Barrow did not answer, he just said dryly: "I found that you are not in the dark magic. At this point, you are better than me."

　　 Felix's face became serious, and he whispered: "You reminded me."

　　 "Without me, you can break free yourself. I saw the form you recorded..."

"Oh," Felix also thought of his happy place, "That's a psychometric form of the Muggle world. It is a backhand I prepared in advance to prevent myself from getting deeper and deeper... But I still have to say, if Without you, I might have to postpone it for a month or two before I realize the seriousness of the problem."

　　The erosion of the mind by black magic is secret, and the data on the measurement table always lags behind. Really wait until the abnormality is discovered, then the danger may have occurred.

　　 Barrow the Blood floated away in silence.

　　 Felix stared blankly at his scrawny back, and finally shook his head. He couldn't participate in or mediate between the two ghosts—the ghost's knot was not so easy to untie.

　　 Ghosts are the products of unwilling hearts and strong obsessions staying in reality at the time of death. Obsessions are the foundation of their own existence, and just like this, their cognition almost always stops when they are still alive.

　　 This is somewhat similar to the portrait in the principal's room, but the ghost can change it after all.

　　 But once it changes, the result may not be good.

　　 According to Felix's speculation, if Hogwarts publicly fired Professor Bins, he might disappear on the spot-because Professor Bins' obsession is teaching.

　　 But in view of whether this method is humane, and how to find another old scholar to replace him, under these two problems, this suggestion has never been put forward.

　　 He returned to the office, opened the three manuscripts selected from the Slytherin materials, and studied them carefully. This information is also very characteristic of Slytherin himself-he proposed a guess as to whether the unique talents of magical creatures can be converted into wizard spells.

　　 This kind of thinking has existed in ancient times, such as the chameleon and the phantom curse, the invisible beast and the invisible curse, but in fact there is no relationship between them, and the development of the curse has great contingency.

　　 It was only when posterity looked back and discovered that some of the magic of wizards and the talents of magic creatures themselves have great similarities.

　　 And Slytherin tried to find a stable way to convert the talents of alien magical creatures into wizard spells, but it was obvious that he gave up this idea later.

　　 Slytherin chose to give up, and the young Tom didn't pay much attention to it. He could know this part of the information by hiding it in the room where there is a need to cheat people.

　　 But Felix was very interested in this. He kept this incomplete information in mind, and maybe he would use it at some point in the future.

　　 In the next few days, Felix flipped through books and watched movies, and lived very leisurely and comfortably. When it's okay, check the learning progress of your assistant and give appropriate suggestions. The time will pass little by little.

　　 Finally, the Christmas holiday is over and the new semester at Hogwarts begins.

　　 That night, the Hogwarts train brought the students back. Everyone gathered in the auditorium, and the school suddenly became lively.

　　 After the Christmas holiday, they seem to have forgotten the attack that happened last semester and happily shared their experiences with each other.

　　 "My mother took me to visit relatives abroad. I didn't expect that I would have a cousin who goes to Iphamoni!" A little wizard said cheerfully, and the person next to him asked about the specific situation.

　　 "What is IFAMANI?"

　　 "A magic school, similar to Hogwarts, but in the United States."

"Really? I thought there was only one magic school in the world!" A little wizard sighed ~www.readwn.com~On the Gryffindor table, Hermione was wearing thick clothes and her head Wearing a knitted hat, a huge mask covered her face.

　　 "Hermione, what's the matter with you?" asked Hannah Abbott, who was in the same class as her, suspiciously.

　　 "I have a cold, ahem!" Hermione said briefly.

　　 "But I found that the color of your eyes has also changed..." The little witch looked at her carefully.

　　 "Uh...maybe it's magic," Hermione changed the subject with a guilty conscience, "Hannah, how did you spend your vacation?"

Hannah was actually diverted to her attention, her mouth slumped, "Stay at home, except to be safe, it's boring. You said, will the attack happen again? I have read a lot of newspapers in the past few days... "

　　 "Don't worry, Hannah. No attack will happen." Hermione said confidently.

"how do you know?"

　　 "Ahem, you'll be clear in a moment." Hermione said, and on the other side, Harry pulled her sleeve.

　　 He asked in a low voice, "Hermione, is your magic not done yet? Honestly, your outfit is a little weird."

She sighed in distress, "No-I can barely use it, but the effect is not good, there is still a shallow layer of hair on the face. At least one or two days later, Professor Haipu said that my progress has been soon."

　　 Ron tapped the empty goblet with a fork, "But how do you eat later?"

　　 "Stop eating!" Hermione said angrily.

　　 "Dangdangdang!" On the teacher's bench, Dumbledore knocked a glass in front of him.

　　The auditorium gradually became quiet.

　　 Dumbledore turned around, and said with a red face, "Welcome back, little wizards."