aircannonsinc Chapter 918: One Ghost is More Than One Ghost Skin
Chapter 918: One Ghost is More Than One Ghost Skin
Sprinting recklessly wasted his energy. After running a quarter of the third lap, which was almost 800 meters, Ron could not run anymore, and his speed became a fake run slightly faster than walking.
Then he saw two children and a rabbit running past him in despair.
No, seeing a rabbit doesn’t mean you are hopeless. How many people can outrun a rabbit?
Children are light, so running is easier, and they don't feel tired, so they can use up all their strength. But after Ron became exhausted, Ma Wu also began to lose strength. Martin held her hand and slowed down to jog. Harry, who was concerned about Ron, also slowed down. The four people and the rabbit were still in the same echelon.
In fact, Ron was not the first freshman to fall behind. For example, a certain pale-faced boy had already fallen behind the Slytherin team that was running in front.
For example, Neville had already fallen to the back and even fell. Haibara Ai had already taken the initiative to land next to Neville, jogging while teaching him the trick of controlling his breathing.
In the end, Neville actually caught up with Ron's four-man team little by little.
On the other side of the playground, the Hufflepuff team had finished running and assembled, but the teacher waved his wand and threw out two freshmen who had only run two laps in an attempt to make up the numbers, and then punished the entire Hufflepuff house to run an extra lap.
The Hufflepuff seniors said nothing, while the freshmen complained. And the other houses - those far away whispered in relief - let the Hufflepuffs enter the hall first for dinner, and they often had nothing to eat.
"Gryffindor is done!" The witch teacher looked at the second team that had assembled in front of her with satisfaction. Not only did the freshmen finish the whole course, but even the three children she had given privileges to also finished the course... Did they use the Eastern magic spell? It didn't look like it.
Without resting, the Gryffindor team walked towards the cafeteria, but their steps were filled with a hint of urgency.
In the cafeteria, Ron stuffed his muffin into his mouth with big mouthfuls. Martin helped Rabbit grab an apple - there was really nothing good in the food.
"I can't eat." Ma Wu put his face on the dining table. He didn't want to eat. He just wanted to lie in bed for a day.
"Don't forget what you are here for." Huiyuan Ai reminded her: "The class will start soon, and you will learn how to use magic. Do you want to pass out from hunger in class?"
Yes, I am here to learn magic! Ma Wu finally remembered that she is a future little witch.
She thought she was here for military training.
Forcing himself to sit up, Ma Wu began to eat English-style boiled beans.
Haibara Ai looked at Martin proudly, and Martin gave her a thumbs up.
During breakfast, a large number of owls flew in, bringing letters or packages to the students, or adding a fresh feather or a cup of fresh milk to the food of unrelated people.
Owls are mostly pets of corresponding students, but there are also students whose pets are not owls. Their letters are delivered by owls sent by the Owl Post Office, of course, this requires additional fees.
One of the owls flew over Martin's head and dropped a letter.
Ma Wu immediately looked over with curiosity — his brother actually received a letter?
Martin turned the envelope over and pointed to the copper coin-shaped wax. "It's from my dad."
Opening the letter: "You start by asking me why Xiao Wu's longevity lock was triggered."
Huiyuan Ai looked at Ma Wu's collar: "Longevity lock... is that the pendant?"
As early as when Ma Wu first came, he noticed that there were two red ropes hanging around Ma Wu's neck, one with a copper coin-shaped pendant and the other with a black plastic sheet. When chatting with Martin, Martin said that these two things were created by the abilities of their parents, and they would be triggered when Xiao Wu was in danger, and they would know at the same time.
In fact, last night, Ma Wu's ability got out of control and first caused the temperature in the dormitory to suddenly rise. Soon the temperature was so high that some furniture caught fire. Then the number of floors in the girls' tower suddenly increased. After the fire was finally put out, a small explosion of unknown cause occurred not long after.
Here, Ma Wu and the nearby Huibara Ai faced life-threatening situations several times. Whenever this happened, the copper coins that Ma Wu covered inside her pajamas would float out and cover her and Huibara Ai with a golden protective shield.
"Yes, that's it. Longevity lock, long life of a hundred years." Martin nodded: "Before the wearer is a hundred years old, it will be triggered every time he encounters fatal danger, but the cost is one year of life, from long life of a hundred years to 'long life of ninety-nine years'.
Huiyuan Ai's first reaction was that the longevity lock was triggered three times last night, which meant that Ma Wu had wasted three years of his life, which was too uneconomical. But then she realized that Martin or his family must have a way to erase or compensate for this cost, so she didn't need to worry about it.
"The second part is that it assumes that we are already on winter vacation, and asks us if we want to take the opportunity to go home?" Martin continued reading the letter, and turned to see Ma Wu shaking his head like a rattle.
He had already lived in the dormitory, done morning exercises, and was about to start learning magic. Why was he going home at this time? Ma Wu was adamant about not agreeing.
……
After dinner, when the seniors stood up to leave, Neville followed them out of inertia.
"Wait a minute." Harry pulled Neville back, "We should go to class. The class place is different from the seniors."
"Oh, that's it." Neville suddenly realized: "Then where should we go to class?"
Harry was stunned and looked at Ron; Ron was stunned and looked at the passerby in the same dormitory; the passerby was stunned and looked at...
"The first class is History of Magic, and the classroom is on the second floor." Huibara Ai said lightly.
Then she noticed that everyone was looking at her in surprise, raised an eyebrow, and asked mockingly, "Didn't you see the notice board?"
There was a notice board hanging in the Gryffindor common room. Ai Huihara noticed this morning that on the notice board were written the courses and class schedules for students in each grade that day.
The boys shook their heads blankly. They were awakened by the charge and rushed downstairs in a hurry. Then they followed the queue out. They had no time to observe the lounge.
Until now, Neville's trouser legs were still tucked into his socks.
In fact, Haibara Ai did not discover it when they were queuing to leave, but at an earlier time - she and Ma Wu were in the lounge, waiting for the seniors to use magic to repair the room that was destroyed by Ma Wu's uncontrolled ability.
In Hogwarts, which is as big as a maze, it is not easy to find the classroom even if you know that the History of Magic classroom is on the second floor. And Martin, who obviously knows the answer, has been silent since leaving the hall, with his hands in his pockets and a smile watching them struggling to find the way.
It was not until they passed through a wide corridor that Harry and his companions discovered a commotion ahead of them - it was even somewhat out of place in this disciplined place. As they approached, they saw the source of the commotion, a rather short student was nailed to the wall.
It wasn't such a bloody scene, just a wooden oriental sword nailed to his hat and hung him up, but his hands and feet were also taped to the wall with some yellow paper with red patterns like tape.
And that short figure… turned out to be Martin.
The students who had gathered here before them were only discussing whether or not to save the child and how to save him. However, after Harry and his companions saw Martin's face hanging on the wall, they realized that Martin had clearly followed them all the way here.
Feeling a chill in their hearts, Harry and Ron slowly turned their heads to look at Martin who was traveling with them: "You are..."
"Don't worry--" Martin said with a long tone, his voice gradually becoming hoarse and shrill: "Soon--it's your turn! Ah!!"
Then, Martin's mouth, which was larger than his face, opened into a mouthful of sharp teeth, his eyes turned into vertical pupils, and his big face began to turn gray and transparent.
"Ahhhh!" Neville was so frightened that his legs went limp and he sat down on the ground.
Ron and Harry were not much better off, they stepped back in fear. Huiyuan Ai pulled Ma Wu to hide behind Tuji, Ma Wu was horrified at first, then tears welled up in his eyes.
"It's Peeves!" The students on the other side heard Neville's scream and looked over, then took action immediately. Students from the four colleges quickly formed a complete temporary tactical team. They all drew out new wands or classical wands with handles, and deployed their forces against Peeves.
Two other students used levitation to fly up and check on Martin who was nailed to the wall: "Are you okay?"
Martin kept his head down, as if he was unconscious.
The two students' eyes fell on the talismans that were stuck all over Martin's body, and then, like the unlucky guy in a zombie movie who released zombies because of his carelessness, they reached out and touched one of the talismans.
"RUA!" Martin, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his head and shouted, scaring the two men and sending them flying backwards.
Then the talismans and peach wood sword on Martin's body unsealed themselves, and Martin fell lightly to the ground.
Peeves, who was on high alert, ignored the group of students and flew over them to Martin, landing on the ground. He rubbed his hands back and forth, with an expression that was a little... flattering?
"How was it? Was it fun doing what I told you to do?" Martin asked, brushing the dust off his body.
"This is so much fun! Chuck, chuck, chuck!" Peeves let out a long string of shrill laughter. "From now on, you'll be my big brother! You must take me out to play more often."
Martin waved it away like a fly: "Next time, I'll be sure to kneel down."
Peeves laughed again, then burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
Martin ignored the complicated expressions of the people around him and walked casually towards the History of Magic classroom. Only Rabbit immediately caught up with him.
Students: Good news, Peeves has been subdued.
Students: Bad news, here comes someone even more naughty.
……
The Professor of History of Magic is a ghost.
Of course, he was not a ghost from the beginning. Earlier, a thousand years ago, when Hogwarts was just founded, he was the professor of the History of Magic course, an old wizard famous for his erudition. He was so old that one day he fell asleep in front of the fireplace, and when it was time for class, his soul rushed to the classroom to attend the class, but he did not bring his body with him.
This man was known for his quick wit a thousand years ago. When Hermione read "Hogwarts: A History", the old professor's courses were praised highly.
But when it came to the actual class, I could only say that I was drowsy. The old man had been repeating the same course content for a thousand years. Not only did no textbooks or lesson plans need to be brought, but even when explaining the course content, he used a completely flat tone.
The course was attended by freshmen from Gryffindor and Ravenclaw together. Exhausted from morning exercises, the freshmen's blood flowed to their stomachs after breakfast. Then, they were blown by the boring course and fell asleep for most of the day like wheat waves in the wind, including Martin and Ma Wu.
In the end, there were less than ten people who listened attentively, including Haibara Ai, Hermione and Harry.
Harry tried hard to listen carefully because this was his first lesson in the magical world, but he was actually very reluctant to do so. I believe that by the next History of Magic class, he will lose his sense of novelty and join the army of drowsy people.
Although Haibara Ai knew that studying the history of magic was meaningless to her, she also felt that it was very strange that these elements, which originally did not belong to this world, had left a complete and complex history in this world, so she developed a strange interest in it.
Hermione was genuinely interested in history class and even raised her hand to ask questions.
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The second class was Charms on the third floor, with the Hufflepuff freshmen. The teacher was the head of Ravenclaw, a short wizard who had to stand on a tall stack of books to teach.
Then he called Harry Potter's name during the roll call and fainted with excitement.
Whether it is Ma Wu or Harry, or most of the freshmen, Charms is the course they look forward to the most. They can't wait to learn how to cast spells, which is the fundamental purpose of their coming to this school.
But just like a book begins with a preface and a paper begins with an introduction, the first lesson of the Charms class did not teach them spells, but another sleepy history lesson - if it is to be distinguished from the History of Magic, this class should be called the History of Charms.
After class, on the way to the auditorium for lunch, everyone got lost for a while. When they arrived at the kitchen, all the food had been eaten by the Hufflepuff students. So they went back to the dormitory and robbed the dorayaki hidden in Doraemon's pocket and divided it among them.
Then Ron did not forget to check in the Gryffindor common room, and sure enough, there was a small blackboard with today's class schedule written on it.
The afternoon curriculum for first graders consists of two physical education classes.
"Do you have physical education class today?"
Muggle kids would be so happy to see the two-period PE class schedule, but as young wizards at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Harry and Ron were so frightened when they saw the schedule. (End of this chapter)