Halloween is just around the corner, and it's a very important holiday in the West.

The students are looking forward to this festival, as it is sure to be a big feast.

If nothing else, the fine food alone is appealing enough!

But Zhang Hao didn't have much interest in these, he only had the yellowed parchment diary in his eyes.

After returning from the cabin in the woods, he often went to the library to look up Adelson's name.

Finally, yesterday, he found information about Adelson in the book "Hogwarts Headmasters".

Adson's full name is Adelson Sarkenbergh, and she lived in the fifteenth century and was one of the headmistresses of Hogwarts. She was also a social historian, specializing in Muggle society, and died in 1503.

That's all there is to it in the book, and compared to other principals, this bit of writing is simply pitiful.

Maybe Adson's portrait is still hanging in the principal's office, and if you want to know more about her, you can talk to her portrait.

It's just that Zhang Hao has no reason to go to the principal's office, he can only learn about Adelson through his diary.

Those ancient English are troublesome, but as long as you put your mind to them, it doesn't seem difficult to decipher them.

Zhang Hao turned to the sixth page, took out a pen and paper as usual, and associated words as he read.

September 8, 1476

The sun is shining

I was discovered again by the hypocritical knights

They were cloaked in the garments of priests

With the magic created by Merlin

They slashed their butcher knives at their kind

Fool mortals with our blood

Witches, wizards

Just be found by them

It will not escape their pursuit

I don't know how long I can hold out

But I believe

This catastrophe will one day be averted

......

That's pretty much the way I've been written, and Adelson seems to be being hunted down. She hid in Tibet, and she couldn't live a few days at all.

"I didn't expect this headmistress to go through such a tribulation!"

Zhang Hao speculated based on the history of magic that Adelson seemed to have been hunted down by the Crusaders.

And among the crusaders, there was a part of the wizards who wore the mask of hypocrisy, who seemed to be called priests.

In the Middle Ages in Europe, Muggles slaughtered wizards, and this history was originally a joke.

But Adson's diary gave Zhang Hao a new understanding of the war between wizards and Muggles.

Not to mention the Middle Ages, it is not easy for Muggles to slaughter wizards now.

Regardless of the fact that Muggle technology is developing day by day, there are more and more advanced weapons of all kinds, but these weapons are still not good enough to deal with wizards.

Because no matter how advanced the weapon is, it is the Muggles who use it.

After a set of Phantom Shifters, Phantom Spells, and Imperius Charms, it is not certain who those advanced weapons will fire at them.

Therefore, Muggles at war with wizards cannot have any advantage at all.

It is even more difficult to slaughter wizards with medieval cold weapons alone.

But there is no doubt about the fact that wizards did fall completely at a disadvantage for a certain period of time.

The presence of traitors among wizards is the most plausible explanation for this result.

Of course, the possibility of a backward period of magic at that time cannot be ruled out.

Technology is advancing, and so is magic.

Both are in their infancy, and it is really hard to say who is higher and who is lower.

However, judging from Adson's diary, it seems that the reason why wizards fell in the war was that the traitors had a greater impact.

Zhang Hao closed the diary and put it in the pocket of the wizard's robe.

He cast a Traceless Stretching Charm on the wizard's robe, and there was enough space in his pocket to hold an elephant.

As the dinner party was about to begin, he straightened his clothes and walked towards the Great Hall.

On the way, she meets Daphne, who is with Hermione and Pansy.

They often listen to Zhang Hao's stories together, and although they get along harmoniously, it is the first time they have walked together like this.

"Hao, why are you here?" Daphne was still very happy to see Zhang Hao, she smiled and said, "We're going to summon the pen fairy, do you want to go together?"

"Summoning the Pen Immortal at this time?" Zhang Hao was a little puzzled, he asked puzzledly: "Shouldn't the summoning of the Pen Immortal be at twelve o'clock at midnight?"

"Daphne is so timid!" Hermione whispered, "She's afraid the ghost she's summoned will be too fierce!"

"Hermione, how can you tell him?" Daphne said embarrassedly, "This is our secret, you shouldn't tell anyone!"

Hermione stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and her usual serious face was gone.

Zhang Hao wondered, "Hermione, when did you become interested in the pen fairy?

"Oh! I think you're mistaken, Hao. Hermione explained, "I'm just wondering if the ritual of summoning the pen fairy actually summons ghosts. After all, the cause of the ghost has always been a mystery, and perhaps the mystery can be solved by summoning the pen fairy. ”

Uh! Hermione was still the same Hermione, she was just studying summoning pen fairies as a subject.

"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you," Zhang Hao said with a smile, "Summoning the pen fairy is just a Muggle game, and this game may not be able to summon ghosts." ”

"It's okay to try, what if it succeeds?" Hermione shrugged.

"Did I say you've talked enough?" Pansy on the side was already impatient, and she said with a tiger face: "If you don't leave, you won't have a chance to have dinner!"

Hermione and Daphne looked at each other and said in unison, "Let's go, see you later!"

After saying this, the three little girls happily ran to the underground classroom.

Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly, and could only walk to the auditorium alone.

At this time, the auditorium was already filled with decorations, jack-o-lanterns floating in the air, streamers everywhere, and empty cutlery.

A thousand bats fluttered across the walls and ceiling, and a thousand bats swirled above the dining table like a low cloud, and the air currents they carried kept the candles in the jack-o'-lanterns flickering.

Dumbledore spoke routinely, and then a variety of delicacies appeared on his plate.

At this time, all the trainees had smiles on their faces.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but sigh that food is really the most conquering thing in the world.

Halfway through the feast, Professor Quirrell burst into the Great Hall, his large scarf slanted over his head, his face full of horror.

Zhang Hao stared at Quirrell and sneered, and mocked in his heart: "This play is real enough!"

At this moment, everyone was staring at Quirrell, but no one cared about Zhang Hao's gaze.

Quirrell walked over to Dumbledore's chair, leaned back on the table, gasped, and said, "Trolls—in the basement classroom—I thought you should know." ”

With that, he fell headlong to the floor and fainted.

The auditorium was suddenly in chaos, and the students who had not passed through the wind and waves shouted and screamed, panicking like lambs disturbed by wolves.

Dumbledore's face sank as he put his wand to his throat and shouted, "Quiet!"

The auditorium was silent as he continued, "Prefect, immediately lead the students of each academy to the dormitory. ”