From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Text One Three One Looking For Ghosts

I'm just a pigeon

"Sorry, William, it's late, I have to take care of the plants."

After William and Adams chatted a few words in the corridor, Adams hurriedly said goodbye-‘there is a batch of biting cabbage from the east, it is the time when there is a shortage of water. ’

Adams said so, he was so hurried that he left quickly without waiting for William to respond.

‘Bite the kale? ’

William scratched his head, remembering that this is one of the raw materials for the potion and bone spirit.

‘Why do I think of shredded cabbage inexplicably? ’

Thinking of this, he burst out laughing, and then began to figure out this batch of biting kale-the herbs grown in the school, except for the very precious ones, the rest are available for the professors to make a report. .

‘If the potion does not expire, it is still more reliable than magic. Although theoretically there should not be such a serious injury, I think I still have to configure some. ’

Although it is estimated that most of the application for Shengguling can be approved, people who are capable of refining pharmaceutical agents like to do it by themselves when it comes to more complicated drugs, and will be more at ease in terms of shelf life and efficacy.

After thinking about these things, William began to think about the wonderful ideas that had just floated in his mind.

Look for ghosts.

It's not the elves like Pippi that don't leave, but the ghosts turned into by wizards left over from Hogwarts' nearly thousand years of history.

Compared with oil paintings, these ghosts can explore more places. Even the twins’ places to visit may not have as many ghosts as they wander around—the ghosts go through the walls, and most of the ghosts in this castle spend more time at school than Deng Blido is long!

‘I should have thought about it-Professor Bins’s thinking is too restrictive for me. Not every ghost will only work in the classroom and office every day like Professor Bins. ’

‘Let’s talk to Professor Bins and ask for a letter of recommendation or something like that. Those ghosts are all veterans. I’m still a foreigner and I’m probably not going to cooperate when I ask. ’

Ghosts are different from oil paintings. Most oil paintings will give the professors face, but those ghosts are from colleges, such as the wizards of no background like William, who want to ignore them and ignore them—William had taught them the night of school.

‘Others are looking for ghosts to practice courage at night, am I looking for ghosts at dawn? ’

‘Wait,’ William suddenly realized something was wrong, he looked at the completely dark window, and remembered Adams who hadn’t been running for a long time-‘I really want to curse! ’

——

In the brightly lit office, William knocked on the candlelight leaking from the crack of the door.

"Please come in."

Professor Bins’ voice came from inside, and William pushed open the office door.

‘Lots of books—’

Although he came several times, William still sighed the same as before—actually, there are still a few outside, and the room behind which is used as a lounge by the other professors is the big head, probably because the ghost does not use it. Because of the rest, Professor Bins used all the back room for stacking books.

"Ah, Professor William-is there a new file perfected?"

Professor Bins' peculiar voice sounded, he floated from his position, and then asked with a smile that could shatter a bunch of students.

This smile did not surprise William, but Professor Bins's speed really frightened William.

This is not until Saturday morning, and the increased version files prepared by so many people last week have been used up?

"Oh, sorry, professor, today is Saturday, and the written content can only be delivered on Monday."

Although the students were exempted from the confinement on Saturday, it shouldn’t be a problem to ask them to write more on Sundays—could the group of children still be able to solve the case on the weekend?

"Monday? Well, I just sorted out the information of the previous principals in the past two days. Albus's information can't be compiled yet, let's start with Armando Dipeter."

Professor Bins scratched his hair, but nothing came off.

"Armando Dippet?"

William asked curiously. Professor Bins glanced at William with doubts, then turned puzzled, and finally made a reluctant voice.

"Armando Dippet, the former principal, Albus's predecessor, Albus Dumbledore became the principal after he retired for some reason in 1956."

"For some reason?"

"This can't be said, it involves Albus."

William, who had just been provoked by his curiosity, felt that he was having trouble with himself early in the morning-as early as when he was discussing the compilation of the school history with Professor Bins, Professor Bins had told William about the rules for compiling the school history.

The first and most important one.

‘Building the history of the school should not be mixed with things related to the current principal, and building the history of magic should not be mixed with the things of the current government. ’

This kind of remarks like not studying contemporary history, William is understandable, but he really wants to eat the melons of Armando Dippet, the former principal-half a stomachache, don’t you know, professor?

"Are you planning to let Principal Armando Dipeter's history be concealed?"

"Of course not. After Professor McGonagall takes office as the principal, the affairs of President Armando Dupete can be recorded. You must be patient when compiling history books, Professor William."

...

There is no doubt that Professor McGonagall will be the principal~www.readwn.com~ But William still feels that Professor Bins’s patience refers not to waiting for approval or something, but he intends to wait for the principal to die. Record again.

The ghost will not die anyway, and there is no doubt that Professor Bins will win in the end.

"Then what else can I help, Professor William?"

"I want to ask the other ghosts something, but I am not familiar with the ghosts of various colleges, Professor Bins, can you introduce me to it?"

William saw Professor Bins's translucent face showing less obvious hesitation—it seemed that the professor was swaying between the two choices of writing history books and wasting time with William, a layman.

Eventually he got a note sketched by the professor.

——

As the only professor ghost among a bunch of unemployed wandering souls that has been involved in the organization, Professor Bins has considerable authority.

Although from the perspective of William's cognition after coming to school, Professor Bins's class is considered the least popular kind, but this does not affect his prestige among the many ghosts.

William began to think that Professor Bins was fooling him, but almost all the uncooperative ghosts would talk to William more or less after seeing the note.

'yawn--'

After another conversation, William discovered that the sequelae of getting up early was coming.

He simply found an empty classroom and lay on the table.

‘It turns out that the most troublesome thing is not to ask ghosts but to find ghosts-early in the morning, where did the ghosts go? ’

‘Lie down for a while, and look for it after you lie down. Today, I have to prepare a dinner...huh...

ps; written so slow, so slow, so slow... I went to bed first... The cold is so uncomfortable, just this chapter

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