Harry Potter: The Dragon That Sleeps

"The bald owl is here to make soup~the heartless wizard is waiting at the dinner table~"

"Answer me or I'll capture you and take you to Bloody Baron." Jody interrupted Peeves' dark children's song with a light word.

"Oh~ Did some wicked teacher teach you this spell, or was there a witch in your ancestors who removed spirits? Are you a witch?"

"Come on, answer me." Jody raised his wand slightly.

Peeves immediately ran away, "She went to the library! There is a ghost class tonight. She always goes with Helena."

"Ghost classroom?" Jodi seemed to have heard the term once. "Tell me more about it."

"...Hey~ If you want me to say they are like a mother and daughter... Oh, the ghost class is not something that living people can participate in. That class is provided by Professor Binns for psychological counseling... I haven't been there a few times, because

I always fall asleep."

"Are the classes held at fixed times?"

"Not really, it depends on Professor Binns' mood and whether anything big happened. I remember the last time I went to class was because I put a lot of slugs in the prefect's bathroom."

Jodi always felt a little uneasy, "What about this time?"

At this point, Peeves suddenly became filled with righteous indignation, "This time, Binns, that old trash can, decided to respond to the invitation from the Palace of the Holy Ghost. They unanimously asked me to accompany them! This is simply too much... What are you doing!?"

"Ligatum ad animam!" Jodi caught Peeves again, and the troublemaker who couldn't dodge was mummified by a white ectoplasm bandage.

"Tell me where the meeting is and I'll let you go." Jodi didn't know how terrifying his tone was at this time.

There is a feeling that everything is not going well these days... Jody was full of complaints as he rushed to the auditorium.

I didn't seem to feel the call of the Night Demon's web tonight. Since Jodi escaped from the rebel array that day, he hasn't entered again for several days.

Is it because the arrival of the observation group makes the Slytherins need to be mentally alert to face the coming and going during the day? Jody guessed.

According to Peeves' words, Jody slipped out of bed in the middle of the night and walked along the corridor to the auditorium. The candlelight in the corridor reflected a terrifying monster with teeth and claws. She had her tail raised and her beard twitching as if she was catching something.

It's Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat.

"Hahaha, how are you going to deceive that cat? It's no exaggeration to say that Filch trained his girlfriend to have the characteristics of a hunting dog..."

How to deal with this cat? Jody came up with many solutions with a little thought, but he didn't have to do it himself.

"Go get that cat away and I'll let you go. You don't want to be taken to ghost class, do you, Peeves, who skipped class?"

Jody raised his foot and kicked the ball to the unlucky guy in the wand, "If you play tricks, I can catch you no matter where you escape...make more noise, that will be good for you and me."

Peeves cursed and acquiesced.

Jody was freed from the curse.

Peeves turned into a shadow and became difficult to see. He followed the wall and attacked the ugly little meow. Soon, Filch's cat floated up with a frightened sound.

The aerial roller coaster begins.

Filch was attracted by the noise, and soon there was a bickering between Filch and Peeves in the corridor.

Jody was able to sneak down the hallway.

Nine out of ten pictures in the corridor are empty, and some of the animals and plants in the frames all look sickly.

Jody quickened his pace and came outside the auditorium.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door.

The stench of corruption hit Jodi's nose like a substance.

These ghosts even prepared their own midnight snack.

Several house elves on the night shift were stirring the two large stalls, which contained some special spices that emitted a pungent smell.

The ghosts around seemed to be very useful, but the elves didn't think so. Jody saw them stuffing long paper balls into their pointed noses, as if they had a second pen tip.

Bloody Barrow and nearly headless Nick sat side by side on the bench at the front. Barrow was wearing a full-body knight armor in an exaggerated manner, while Nick was wearing a lightweight leather armor with a large number of messy bottles hanging on it.

Bottles and jars.

These two ghosts come from an era when the idea of ​​chivalry's code was popular.

The fat monk was wiping his tears. He was chatting seriously with Professor Binns. Professor Binns still looked sleepy. The only difference was that today he always had a gentle smile on his lips.

Jody found Myrtle and Helena in the corner. The two girls were sitting with their legs together, Myrtle's hand being held by Helena.

They seem to be unable to bear the self-deception of other ghosts using rotten food and spices to regain their sense of eating.

"Ahem, welcome to today's class, my friends."

The timing of Jody's arrival was coincidental. He squeezed a seat between the two ghost girls and forced himself to do it. Myrtle was interrupted by Professor Spin's opening remarks before she could even open her mouth.

"Mordrea~ You don't want to go anywhere." Jodi whispered a warning into Myrtle's ear, and then grabbed Myrtle's hand instead of Helena during the spell.

Mordrea Warren, who always liked to be surprised, did not say a word when they met again after a long interval.

By the time Jodi found out, her tears were already forming in mid-air.

"She always loves to cry like this." Helena, who was watching the excitement, covered her mouth and smiled secretly.

"...Yes, the last moment is coming. Professor Dumbledore and I have discussed carefully about the reopening of the Holy Spirit Palace. They are still trying hard, but I know what Rowena's mood was at the beginning.

The shelter set up..."

Professor Binns' speech on the podium continued, "That child has been pursuing perfection all her life, and she has paid a lot for that lofty ideal. In her later years, she finally became no longer paranoid. As her best friend, I

My serious illness made her very sad. She understood what I wanted, so she set up this magic for me so that I could still teach after my death.

But a ghost mentor is never the best solution, especially because I have to close the Holy Spirit Palace and the guardian formation. So Rowena was very conflicted at the time, I can see it.

Dumbledore said that they would terminate the opening of the Palace of the Holy Spirit no matter what...but I am worried that after this time, the Palace of the Holy Spirit will no longer be able to live up to its existence."

Professor Binns paused for a moment and seemed a little sad, "My knowledge is accumulating in my head and has gradually become corrupt... My students gradually no longer like my courses. For living people, it is very scary to remain unchanged.

So I hold a class today to say goodbye to everyone. I will take the initiative to accept the invitation and go to the Holy Spirit Palace.

I hope that through the guidance of the Holy Spirit, I can tell whether what I have done over the years is correct."

"And if Dumbledore can really rewrite the magic circle of Sanctuary, I will be dragged back from the Palace of the Holy Spirit. If they finally give up, I can win a chance for everyone here to leave.

Finally, I hope all the watchers can find their true destination."

Jody could see many ghosts starting to rub their noses, and a few ghosts very close to him complained softly about Peeves' lack of responsibility.

It seems that Professor Binns has a high reputation among ghosts.

The next scene started to get heated.

In the middle of the podium, a beam of white light came from nowhere and enveloped Professor Binns.

Pure white flames ignited on his body.