harry potter book of crimes

When talking about longevity, after experiencing a world-famous international alchemical competition, people will naturally think of Nicol Flamel who lived for 665 years.

Generally speaking, people who have lived such a long life should be more knowledgeable and knowledgeable than other ordinary people.

Yes, when this theory is applied to the great alchemist, it should be correct. But Maka also knows another person - another person who has "lived" long enough, but understands the world.

There are not enough "people".

That was a "little girl" named Sarah, who had spent nearly 500 years peacefully.

Therefore, the statement "the longer you live, the more you know" is probably inaccurate. Because you, who have only been born for a few decades, may not really understand that those whose ages are recorded in "hundred"

How is life spent?

Of course, to be precise, most of those people may not be considered a "person" anymore.

Maka is now going to meet a person who is "no longer a human being", and the time this person has witnessed seems to have been more than a thousand years...

"Squeak——"

When Maka opened the door of the staff lounge, he saw a white translucent shadow floating leisurely on a back chair, silently looking at the sky outside the lounge window.

Upon seeing this, Maka immediately walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Professor Binns," he took two steps forward and said softly, "Good afternoon."

"Um?"

Hearing Maka's greeting, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts seemed to suddenly come back to his senses. He turned his virtual and real neck and looked towards the door slightly.

One glance.

Maka wasn't sure whether he really saw her, because just looking at Professor Binns' eyes, it felt as if he was looking at the door behind Maka with no light.

"Oh, good afternoon..." Professor Binns said a few words slowly, with a hint of old age in his tone, "Are you... Alfred?"

"No, no, no, I can't bear such a heavy name -" Maka waved her hand hurriedly, "I am Maka McClain, a student you taught... Of course, I am also in Hogwarts now.

A professor of.”

Alfred is the only British monarch who has been awarded the title of "Emperor". At least, Maca doesn't remember being a king before.

"McLean...my student?" Professor Binns blinked in confusion and said slowly, "I seem to have heard it somewhere..."

"Yeah?"

Maka said as she also sat down on the chair next to her.

"That's such an honor!"

After a short pause, he continued: "Professor Binns, I read in "Hogwarts: A History" that there is a Slytherin Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts Castle...

…I wonder if this is true?”

"Secret Room?" The confusion on Binns's old face gradually disappeared, but it was replaced by a hint of anger. "Although I have not read the book you mentioned, I know that it must not be a qualified book."

Historical documents—history is all about supporting evidence from multiple sources, but I haven’t seen any information about any secret room..."

As he spoke, he was suddenly startled.

"Why do I feel... I seem to have talked about this issue with someone else before?"

This ghost professor spends his days in a daze except in class, and has almost completely lost interest in other things. To a certain extent, he has completely regarded himself as a machine for teaching the history of the magical world.

Therefore, it seems that he still remains ignorant of the commotion involving the basilisk in the secret room.

"Well……"

Maka was also stunned, but soon he remembered that Hermione had probably asked Binns once in the History of Magic class in second grade.

"Anyway, do you think Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets doesn't exist?"

"It's not 'I think'," Professor Binns said in his old and breathless voice, "This is history, it is fact - it is the past formed by the accumulation of reliable historical data. Just like the giant war,

Although we have not seen it with our own eyes, numerous records tell us that it is just a small page in the history of the Wizarding War!"

At this point, Old Binns stroked his beard, cleared his throat and continued: "Since the Wizards Council..."

"Wait, Professor Binns—"

Seeing that the ghost old man was about to start teaching again as usual, Maka quickly interrupted him.

Although he loved history, this was not the time to listen to him talk about it - Professor Binns was a ghost, so he didn't need lunch, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to fill his stomach.

"Professor," he then decisively brought the topic back to the beginning, "History is a discipline that pays special attention to rigor. I already understand this... So, is the most rigorous way to verify a period of history, in person?

What about your experience?”

"Of course." Professor Binns nodded slightly when he heard this.

"In that case," Maka said calmly, "I think one of the descriptions in that book is still correct - Professor Binns, the person who made the request for your employment at the beginning should be Salazar S.

Mr. Letling?"

"So, instead of believing in the accumulation of historical data? Shouldn't we first consult with you, the person who experienced it firsthand?"

Since the founding of Hogwarts, almost all professors, including the position of principal, and even the curriculum itself have changed many times. However, only the History of Magic class has had only one professor from beginning to end.

Professor, his name seems to be "Bins Cuthbert".

However, this information is not something that can actually be found, because even Hogwarts does not have such long-standing professorship documents.

Except for the book "Hogwarts: A History" that was written like a fairy tale, Maka got this information accidentally from other places!

"Me? The one who experienced it personally?"

Regarding Maka's direct "trouble", Old Bins did not show any abnormality. His expression was still so dry, a little confused, and a little annoyed.

"No, I haven't been teaching at Hogwarts for that long. Where did you hear this ridiculous rumor?"

"Where...?" Maka said slowly, "That's a small eagle turned from a bronze door knocker."

While saying this, he also watched Binns's expression very carefully. He wanted to know what kind of reaction the other party would have when he heard about the bronze eagle.

But it's a pity that he still couldn't find anything wrong with Professor Binns' old white face, not even for a moment.

"Eagle?" Old Binns slowly shook his head, "Do you still want to say that Rowena Ravenclaw told you this personally?"

Maka couldn't really be sure whether Bronze Eagle's words were true. Therefore, when Binns firmly denied it without any flaws, he couldn't confirm that what the other party said was wrong.

As Old Binns said before - history requires multiple supporting evidence.

However, Maka is still unwilling to give up the temptation, because the closest breakthrough to him now is Professor Binns, who has been in charge of the history of magic class all year round.

At the moment, Maka's heart is somewhat complicated. After all, since he first entered Hogwarts, he has had great admiration for this ghost professor who has been teaching and educating people since his death.

If possible, he actually didn't want to question this respectable old wizard.

"Professor Binns, I understand..." Maka nodded and reorganized her mind, "Then, can you make up some extra lessons for me?"

"I want to know why Slytherin left Hogwarts in the first place?"

After that, Old Binns told Maka the history of the dispute between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

There were two quarrels, the first was about the admission of Muggle-born students - Gryffindor had spotted a brave student, but Slytherin did not agree because of his bloodline.

Therefore, the Sorting Ceremony, which brought together the will and ideas of the four founders, was born after Gryffindor took off his hat.

The second quarrel was about the appointment of a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

During the discussion about whether wizards who were good at dark magic should not be invited, Slytherin returned to the castle without looking back and left silently after a while.

After listening to this, Maka hesitated again and asked the last question for Old Bins today:

"Professor," he said rather casually, "do you know...at the beginning of the school's founding, were there any terrible disasters and hidden dangers?"

However, all he received was a dry rebuke from Professor Binns, reminding him not to mix certain myths and legends into history.

"Sorry for disturbing you today...Thank you for your patient answer." Maka stood up from the chair gently, "Then, I'll leave now."

Old Binns, who was floating a few inches above the armchair, watched Maka turn around and walk out of the lounge. Then he turned his head again and scanned the empty room slightly.

Once upon a time, it seemed that he had talked about the magnificent and colorful history of magic with four outstanding young wizards here, but now, he was the only "person" left...

It is said that the birth of a ghost is always inevitable with a little bit of obsession, so is his obsession in this ordinary staff lounge?

After a long time, Binns floated to the window and looked intently at the lawn in front of the castle. There, little wizards were running briskly towards the door of the auditorium.

"I'm just a professor of the history of magic, that's all." He murmured unconsciously.