When it comes to longevity, after a world-renowned international alchemy competition, people will naturally think of Nicol Lemay, who lived to be 665 years old.

Generally speaking, people who have spent such a long life should be more well-informed than other ordinary people.

Yes, when this theory is applied to the great alchemist, there should be no mistake. But Maca knew another person—another person who had "lived" long enough, but didn't know enough about the world.

It was a "little girl" named Sarah who had spent nearly 500 years in peace.

Therefore, it is probably inaccurate to say that "the longer you live, the more you know". Because you have only been born for a few decades, you may not really understand how to spend those lives at the age of "hundreds".

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

Maca is now going to meet a man who is "no longer human", and this person seems to have witnessed more than a thousand years......

"Squeak-"

When Maca pushed open the door to the faculty's lounge, he saw a white, translucent figure sitting in a chair with a back and silently looking at the sky outside the lounge window.

Seeing this, Maca immediately walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Professor Binns," he said softly, taking two steps forward, "good afternoon." ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Maca's greeting, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, only to see him turn his neck and glance slightly at the door.

Maca wasn't sure if he really saw herself, because just looking at Professor Binns's eyes made him feel as if he were looking at the door behind Maca.

"Oh, good afternoon...... Professor Binns slowly spat out a few words, his tone tinged with a hint of old age, "you are...... Alfred? ”

"No, no, no, I can't afford such a heavy name—" Maka said with a quick wave of her hand, "I'm Marca McLean, a student you taught...... Of course, he is also a professor at Hogwarts now. ”

Alfred was the only British monarch to be given the title of "The Great", at least, Maca didn't remember being a king or anything before.

McKellen ...... My students? Professor Binns blinked in confusion and said slowly, "I think I've heard ...... somewhere."

"Really?"

Maca said as she sat down in the chair next to her.

"That's an honor!"

After a brief pause, he continued, "Professor Binns, I read in Hogwarts A History that there is a Slytherin Chamber in Hogwarts Castle...... Don't know if that's true? ”

"Secret room?" Binns's old face faded into confusion, but then it was replaced by a wave of anger, "Although I haven't read the book you mentioned, I know that it must not be a qualified historical document - history is supported by many sources, but I have not seen any ...... about any secret room"

As he spoke, he was suddenly stunned.

"What do I think...... I think I've talked to anyone else about it. ”

The ghost professor was in a daze except for class on weekdays, and he almost completely lost interest in other things. In a way, he had completely thought of himself as a machine teaching the history of the wizarding world.

As a result, he seems to be in the dark about the disturbance in the secret room basilisk at the beginning.

"Uh......"

Maca was stunned, but he soon remembered that Hermione had probably asked Binns once in the history of magic class when she was in her second year.

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

"It's not 'I think,'" Professor Binns said in his old, breathless voice, "it's history, it's facts—a past made up of reliable historical sources." Just like the War of the Giants, we have not seen it with our own eyes, but many records tell us that it is a small page in the history of wizarding wars! ”

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

"Wait, Professor Binns—"

Seeing that the ghost old man was about to start his lecture habitually again, Maca hurriedly interrupted the other party.

As much as he loved history, now was not the time to listen to him—Professor Binns was a ghost, so he didn't need lunch, but he didn't want to miss the chance to fill his stomach.

"Professor," he then decisively returned to the beginning, "I understand that history is a subject of great rigor...... So, is the most rigorous way to verify a piece of history from personal experience? ”

"Of course." Professor Binns nodded slightly.

"In that case," said Maca calmly, "I think one of the descriptions in that book is correct—Professor Binns, the person who asked you to hire him in the first place must have been Mr. Salazar Slytherin, right?" ”

So, instead of believing in the accumulation of historical materials? Shouldn't we consult with you, the person who has experienced it firsthand? ”

Since the founding of Hogwarts, there have been many changes in almost all professors, including the headmaster's position, and even in the curriculum itself. However, the history of magic class has always had only one professor, and his name seems to be "Binns Cuthbert".

However, this information is not really information that can be found, because even Hogwarts does not have any professorship documents that are so old.

Aside from the fairy tale-like Hogwarts History, Marka had gotten this information by accident somewhere else!

"Me? Experienced it firsthand? ”

For Maca's direct "demolition", the old Binns did not show any abnormality. His expression was still so dry, a little dazed, and a little annoyed.

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

"Where...... Is it? "That's a little eagle made of a bronze knocker." ”

As he said this, he watched Binns's expression very carefully. He wondered how the other party would react when he heard the bronze eaglet.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't see anything wrong with Professor Binns's old white face, not even for a moment.

"Eagle?" Old Binns shook his head slowly, "Could it be that you still want to say that Rowena Ravenclaw told you this?" ”

Whether the Bronze Kittyhawk's words are true or not, Maca can't really be sure. Therefore, when Binns firmly denied it without any flaws, he could not confirm that what he said was wrong.

As Binns Sr. said before, history needs to be corroborated by many parties.

However, Maca was still reluctant to give up on the temptation, because the closest breakthrough to him was the professor Binns who had been in charge of the history of magic class for many years.

At the moment, Maca's heart is a little complicated, after all, since he first entered Hogwarts, he has had a lot of admiration for this ghost professor who has been teaching and educating people since his death.

If he could, he didn't want to question the venerable old wizard so much.

"Professor Binns, I see......" Marca nodded, regrouping her mind, "So, can you make up for me a little bit?" ”

"I wonder why Slytherin left Hogwarts in the first place?"

After that, Binns Sr. recounted to Maca about the Slytherins and Gryffindor's feud.

There were two arguments, the first of which was about taking a Muggle-born student - Gryffindor had his eye on a brave student, but Slytherin disagreed on the grounds of blood.

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

The second quarrel was about the hiring of a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

While debating whether or not wizards who were skilled in the dark arts should not be invited, Slytherin returned to the castle without looking back, and left in silence after some time.

After listening to this, Maca hesitated again and asked the last question that came to Old Binns today:

"Professor," he said rather nonchalantly, "you know...... Were there any terrible disasters and hidden dangers in the early days of the school? ”

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

"Sorry for the interruption today...... Thank you for your patience. Maca stood up from her chair slightly, "Well, I'll go first." ”

Old Binns, who was floating a few inches above the back chair, watched as Maca turned and walked out of the lounge, and then he turned his head again and glanced slightly around the empty room.

Once upon a time, it seemed as if he had talked about the history of magic with four brilliant young wizards here, but now, he was the only one left......

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

It was a long time before Binns staggered to the window and looked intently at the lawn in front of the castle. There, little wizards were running briskly towards the doors of the Great Hall.

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

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