Having said that, it is naturally impossible for the fat monk to turn around and leave, whet people's appetites and then break the chapter. This kind of operation will cause people to be hung up and flicked to death. Although whether the ghost retains that organ remains to be discovered by research. , but the fat monk is not a bad person.
On the contrary, his character is the best among the ghosts of Hogwarts, and he can be called kind and kind, which complements the machine cannon bullet chain hanging on his chest.
"Are you sure you want to listen, Harry?" the fat monk asked Harry for the last time.
"Of course, fat monk, if you will tell me."
"Well, we'd better go somewhere where no one else is."
The fat monk waved to Harry, pointed to an empty room not far away, and then walked straight in through the wall.
Harry conjured a chair and sat down like a good student listening to the professor, listening carefully.
"Ahem~" The fat monk cleared his throat, and then spoke in a very hollow voice: "The story begins one hundred and two years ago. I remember it very clearly. That year was 1890, and an unstable era."
"At least for the wizarding world, those times were not stable."
"Maybe because of Muggles, various countries in the wizarding world have strengthened exchanges and communication, which has brought frequent transactions and chaos everywhere."
"There were countless poacher gangs and gangs of villains in that period. Unfortunately, the headmaster of Hogwarts at the time, Phineas Nigellus Black, was not a very good headmaster. Of course I She was talking bad about him, because Hogwarts was terrible at that time. Black was a bastard. He didn't know what he was doing. He allowed those gangsters to influence the students of Hogwarts and even alienated them. Regarding the management of the Dark Forest, oh, the Dark Forest is the Forbidden Forest, but some people call it that."
"At that time, the Forbidden Forest was not as big as it is now. However, as the only super-large natural magic rich place in England, there were many magical creatures living here. Because of this, the Forbidden Forest was full of poachers. I have never doubted the relationship between Principal Black and those poachers. There must be many tacit understandings and transactions."
"On September 1, 1890, which was the first day of school, a student was late. No one knew where he had studied before. He came directly to Hogwarts as a transfer student to start his fifth grade studies. He was sorted into Hufflepuff, which is something I'm very proud of."
The fat monk straightened his chest and seemed proud of himself.
"Stellaris Scourge, this is the boy's name, a very weird name. There are people in the world with natural disasters and disasters as their surnames. Unfortunately, his arrival has indeed It brought a natural disaster to Hogwarts."
"But the natural disaster did not wreak havoc in the castle, but set off a terrible storm in the Forbidden Forest."
"In the first month of school, his performance was no different from other little wizards. He listened carefully to the lectures and learned the knowledge eagerly, probably because he had never received a professional and sound education like Hogwarts before. In terms of teaching, he has failed to master many basic knowledge, especially in terms of magic, he is even deficient compared to today's second and third grade wizards."
"But he is one of the most gifted students I have seen since I came to Hogwarts. The second is your mother, right, Sir Nicholas?"
The fat monk glanced sideways at Sir Nicholas beside him and asked him.
"Yes." Sir Nicholas nodded, and his head shook dangerously. Fortunately, he reached out and held his head in time to prevent his head, which was only connected to flesh and blood, from hanging on his neck when he nodded, "Your mother , Lily Evans is also a very talented witch, she is loved by all the professors, because no course can be difficult for her, she is a natural wizard, I can only describe her excellence in this way."
"That's right." The fat monk took over, "Setylaris Scrooge is also such a person. He is even more outstanding than your mother in terms of magic talent. He does not need to learn all magic. It can be used perfectly the second time, and it is much more powerful than other students, but he is also a naughty child and he likes to play games with those little animals."
"For example, he uses the tumbling spell to make grazing cows turn in circles in the sky. He has a good impression of animals, or magical creatures. Well, yes, he has a good impression, although he always does Some pranks, but he never hurt those animals."
"He got excellent grades in the Care of Magical Creatures class, and he especially likes to take care of those little ones. But once, this is what I heard, because I didn't see it with my own eyes, there was a ball escaper that he took good care of. The bird ran into the Forbidden Forest, and many students saw him entering the Forbidden Forest in order to retrieve the ball and escape the bird."
"Everyone thought he would never come back because it was full of poachers, tens of thousands of them. Not only wizards from England, you could even see wizards from Australia, America and even Africa in the Forbidden Forest. , They come here to make money, and there is nothing more tempting than a magical forest that no one takes care of or manages. The magical creatures that can be seen everywhere in the Forbidden Forest are the golden Galleons walking in their eyes."
"The next morning, Setiraris came back, but he came back empty-handed. I saw Seti surrounded by many people asking questions, but he didn't answer anyone's questions, but I could tell he wasn't in a good place and there was an anger, one I'd never seen before."
The fat monk shuddered, "Those eyes seemed like a volcano about to erupt. The hot lava was hidden under the dark rock shell, and the anger that could burn everything was forcibly suppressed by him."
"To be honest, I'm a little worried about that kid. He is a very Hufflepuff, humble, low-key, kind, compassionate, and very willing to enjoy food and share them. If I hadn't been a ghost, I would have I wanted to try his vinegar-and-honey croquettes, and that’s when Hufflepuff got into the habit of collecting different flavors of Hufflepuff vinegar.”
"From that day on, that child started studying crazily. He greedily absorbed all knowledge and spent at least 20 hours running between the classroom and the library 24 hours a day. This crazy study lasted about a month. In August, on Halloween day, teachers and students sitting in the auditorium enjoying the Halloween dinner saw a huge firework rising into the sky from the magic ceiling."
"Everyone was so excited that they left the auditorium and came to the gate. They saw fireworks rising from the Forbidden Forest, exploding into sparks all over the sky. I swear, it was the most beautiful sight I have ever seen."
"But from that day on, the Forbidden Forest was in chaos."
The fat monk took a deep breath. Although the ghost did not need to breathe and could not breathe, the chest he puffed up when he inhaled tightened the bullet chain, which seemed to help him calm down.
"A week later, rumors came to Hogwarts. It was rumored that an extremely rare magical creature appeared in the Forbidden Forest. No one could tell the name of that magical creature. They only knew that that magical creature could Spew out explosive sparks powerful enough to destroy an entire poacher camp."
"In the magic world, the stronger the magical creature's spellcasting ability, the higher its rarity and the higher its value. The more powerful it can use magic, the higher the value of this magical creature can produce. For example, At the core of magic, countless wealthy alchemists waved Gringotts checks filled with a long series of zeros to acquire these magic materials that are very critical to alchemy. Those poachers were crazy. They wanted to steal that mysterious magic material more than anyone else. , get your hands on a terrifying magical creature, and then spend it wantonly with a mountain of gold.”
"But I know that there is no magical creature in the Forbidden Forest at all, because that night, very late, I saw him return to the Hufflepuff common room with scars, and he seemed to be It's like being soaked in blood. You can smell the pungent smell of blood from a long distance away. Although he has cleaned it up, it is still there."
"Can ghosts still smell?" Harry blurted out in surprise.
"Of course not." The fat monk pursed his lips, "I'm just making an analogy. After all, I have also participated in the war. I am very sensitive to the smell of blood and murderous intent."
The fat monk patted the machine gun bullet chain wrapped around his chest, "I think back then, I also carried my wand and killed a strong man on the battlefield who went in and out seven times."
"But aren't you working in logistics?" Sir Nicholas glanced at the fat monk. The two of them were not ghosts of the same era, but they both graduated from Hogwarts. Of course they knew the structure of the four houses of Hogwarts. At that time Hogwarts has not been divided into what it is now, and it still maintains the good habit of teamwork.
Hufflepuffs rarely go to the front lines in wars. Rather than charging into battle, they can play more roles in the rear than in front lines. Although Hufflepuff also produces hexagons with comprehensive development of moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and physical skills. God of War, but the fat monk was obviously not that material, otherwise he wouldn't have been stunned by Muggles, tied to a stick and killed as a pig.
"Can't I?" The fat monk glanced at Sir Nicholas fiercely, and then muttered in a low voice, out of breath: "It doesn't matter if you think about it."
"Ahem, cough, cough." The fat monk cleared his throat again, "Let's continue talking about Seti."
"That night, I saw him covered in injuries, so I went up to him and asked him if he needed me to call the school doctor. There were several marks on his body that were hit by magic spells. I suspected it was an explosion spell and a cutting spell. But Seti shook his head and said he didn’t need it, and he also wanted me to keep it a secret for him and not tell anyone else.”
"I was worried about him, but in the end I agreed, Harry. Apart from you, I didn't tell the second person about this. This is of course not because no one asked me these things before, but because I am very trustworthy. "
"You also remember, don't tell anyone."
The fat monk saw the teasing on the face of Sir Nicholas, and said angrily, "My telling Harry doesn't count as breaking the promise. You are a ghost. Nicholas, you are not a human being, and Harry doesn't count either."
"Huh???" Harry, who had black lines all over his head, looked at the fat monk strangely. When did it become clear that he was not a human being?
"I'm not calling you a human being, Harry, that's just the way it is."
When the fat monk saw that Harry's expression was not right, he quickly added: "Seti told me that if I meet a guy like him in the future, then I can tell him about this matter. He said this: I didn't I don’t want to be a big and eye-catching star. It’s really stupid to stand on the podium and receive awards. But it would be a pity if there is no one to share such interesting things. If you meet someone like me in the future , I don’t know if I am still a human being. When they ask about me, you can talk to them about me and convey a message to me. At the end of the corridor, when the clock points to the end and the starting point, The stars are in the northwest, and the time is exactly ten fifty-five."
"He said he would leave secrets there that only people like him can see, so I don't have to worry. It doesn't matter even if I guess the wrong person. People who can't see it will never see it."
"But as his friend, or even his admirer." The fat monk did not intend to hide his opinion of Sertilaris Scrooge, letting a ghost who had lived for hundreds of years admit that someone was his idol. , it’s really a bit difficult, “I’m very careful to confirm who I can inform.”
"Actually, it's not just that you asked about him. However, I don't think they are the same kind as Seti. I have never told them about this matter. After you indeed asked about it on your own initiative, I will tell you everything. No. 1 for content.”
"What about my mother?" Harry asked curiously.
"Lily." The fat monk sighed with regret, "I originally wanted to tell her, but she seems to be a little resistant to Seti. Maybe she also knows something about Seti? I don't know what she thinks. of."
"Harry, I have noticed you when you came to Hogwarts. However, I think it is too early for a first-year wizard to know these things. I originally planned to wait until you grow up. I’ll talk to you about something later.”
"By the way, do you still want to continue listening? There is still a little time before turning off the lights and going to bed. I can tell you about other things that happened in the Forbidden Forest, such as the poachers' treasures and what Seti did in the three years before graduation. In a short period of time, the entire Forbidden Forest was completely cleared, which is something that no one dares to think about. To be honest, if I had one-tenth of his combat power, I wouldn't have been successfully attacked by Muggles with stun guns."
There was a trace of frustration on the fat monk's face. He didn't mind mentioning his own death, and even regarded it as a matter of fun, but he still felt a little regretful every time he talked about it.
"The Muggles of my time were really terrible. Are they so unwilling to see a thirty-year-old pope ascend the throne?"
"Who says it isn't?" Harry shrugged, "Jealousy changes people beyond recognition. No matter how noble a person is, he will be despicable. How about I tell you a joke about a priest, a little boy, and a devil?"
"Oh?" The fat monk seemed a little curious. He looked at Harry and nodded.
"A boy was suspected of having a demon possessing him, so the righteous priest took the little boy to the chapel of the church. He drove everyone away. Under the watchful eyes of the Holy Father, he began the ritual of exorcism."
"The priest angrily shouted and rebuked: Damn devil, come out of this poor boy's body quickly!"
"Obviously, the priest's exorcism method was very effective. The devil spoke, and he yelled at the priest: Get out of his body first!"
The fat monk paused suddenly, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "I should have hung all of you on the stake and burned them to death hundreds of years ago! Burn them to death! You bastards!"
(End of chapter)
