Chapter 126: Death Party? Halloween?

"You'd better go and see, Professor," said Sir Nicholas hastenedly, "Filch is in a bad mood. He caught a cold, and several third-graders had accidentally smeared frog's brains on the ceiling of the fifth basement classroom. He'd been washing all morning, and he really didn't know what he would do if he saw someone dripping muddy water everywhere now......"

Ricardo nodded: "That would really be ...... It's miserable. But he didn't say who he was talking about.

He turned briskly to the source of the sound, only to see Filch pointing to the mud and dirty water dripping from Harry's Quidditch uniform, his eyes bulging with fright, and the flesh on his chin trembling.

"Oh, Professor Silva," Filch greeted Ricciar with a sigh of rage, seeing Ricardo, "the sizzling big slug...... Frog Brain Plasma ...... Mouse intestines...... I've had enough! I'm going to make an example of a monkey! ”

"It's just a little bit of mud!" Harry said.

"It's a little mud for you, kid, but for me, it's another hour of scrubbing!" Filch said, a disgusting drop of snot twitching from the tip of his bulging nose. "I want to ...... Crime...... Tainted Castle ...... Recommended Penalties ......"

Filch wiped his snot from his nose and narrowed his eyes as he looked at Harry with ill intent. Harry held his breath as he waited for the verdict to be announced.

"Wait Argus, he didn't do it on purpose," Ricardo thought for a moment, still giving the future research a favorite, "and he's ...... Well...... Let's fight for your dreams. ”

He really couldn't find any good words, after all, the Cleansing Charm or the Vanishing Charm were not high-level spells, and it was not a problem to get his clothes clean before entering the door, so it was natural for Filch to be angry.

"Well, for Professor Silva's sake, I'll give you a light punishment," Filch was aware of Ricciardo's embarrassment—after all, everyone had come up to intercede, "come with me!" Hum! ”

"It should also be punished, after all, it is the fruit of your labor. Clean and new. Ricardo nodded, and cast a spell without a wand to clean the mud from Harry's body.

Harry gave Ricciardo a grateful look and followed Filch to the office.

"Thanks, Professor, I think it's quite difficult," said Sir Nicholas, floating over, gratefully, "is there anything I need to help me with?" I want to reciprocate a little. ”

Ricardo was about to say that it was okay, but suddenly remembered something: this ...... Isn't it just another research object?

At this time, Ricardo was a little enchanted......

Door-to-door ...... Let's make a good relationship first and then study it.

Ricardo noticed that Sir Nicholas still had Mr. Patrick's letter of rejection in his hand.

"Hmm...... There's one thing," Ricardo said thoughtfully, "actually...... I'm interested in you ghosts......"

"It's a magical interest, I thought," Sir Nicholas's eyes widened, "but isn't it a terrible interest?" I think death is a terrible thing, why should you be interested in ghosts? ”

"Ghosts are a kind of soul, sir," said Ricardo, "I think the soul is such a wonderful thing, after all, in the Muggle world, we only have bodies, not souls, and I think curiosity about souls is a human ......"

Ricardo stopped talking, and he saw that Sir Nicholas was serious, as if he had heard something that should not be said.

"Professor Silva," said Sir Nicholas, "this is not something to be studied, for for in my memory all wizards who have taken an interest in the soul have become dark wizards. ”

Ricardo rolled his eyes in his heart, if he learned black magic is a dark wizard, then I, the Volcanic Demon Jerry, who studied under the Dark Lord and secretly hid the Dark Lord's horcruxes, is already a dark prince.

"I'm just a little interested in an existence like you," but Ricardo didn't quite want to be so suspicious, "After all, life and death are magical things, especially for wizards, what is death?" If so, then why can ghosts come to wander the world? If it exists in a different way, then why is it not under your control? If the so-called underworld is another great adventure, then why can't I take another path when I don't want to embark on this adventure? ”

"I think the ghost might be a return, but why can't it be a return? I want to understand this kind of anti-natural existence, to better understand death. ”

"Hmm...... Is that so......" Sir Nicholas thought for a moment, and said suddenly excitedly, "maybe it could be done—though it seems too much—no, you won't want to—"

"What is it?" Ricardo asked.

"Well, this year's Halloween will be my 500th birthday." Sir Nicholas spoke, puffing out his chest and looking noble.

"Oh," Ricardo said, not knowing whether to express sadness or joy at the news, "a happy night's sleep?" Or a return to happiness? ”

"I'm going to have an evening in a spacious basement classroom. My friends will be coming from all over the country. I would be honored if you could also participate. Of course, you're also most popular with your research purpose - but, dare I say you'd rather go to a school party, would? He looked at Ricardo anxiously.

"No," Ricardo said quickly, in an excited tone, "I'll be here - it looks fantastic!" ”

"Oh, dear professor! A professor was willing to attend my death party, and that was great! And," he hesitated, looking very excited, "can you mention to Mr. Patrick that you think I'm particularly intimidating and impressive?" ”

"When—of course." Ricardo said.

Sir Nicholas smiled at him.

"But I have to say," he remembered Ricardo's words just now, a little worried, "no matter when, where, no matter what the reason, never provoke death, you must respect death in order to live better." Although I am dead, there is something to be feared. ”

Ricardo laughed: "I understand, but to respect death, do you have to stay away from it?" I want to know more things, to meet more wonderful magic, to live more freely, to know the value of life. These do not conflict with respect for death, friend. ”

"If the pursuit of these will lead to my fall, then I can only say, Chaowendao, it is okay to die at night."

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(Happy Christmas Eve, ladies and gentlemen!) I wish you peace and joy in the future, and all the best! )