Since you have chosen not to be forced for the time being, then there is no need to be so anxious about this matter.

Even if Kassandra unleashed a basilisk and accidentally killed or petrified a few unlucky people in Hogwarts, what did that matter to Harry?

What power is greater, the responsibility is greater, this kind of PUA words does not work at all in front of Harry, the greater the ability, the greater the power, as for the responsibility, I haven't seen anyone at Hogwarts pay him protection money, right, you are not my person, I care if you live or die, help you is in the love of your classmates, not to help that is duty, nothing is taken for granted.

It is better to expect a chaotic joke to be a saint who runs and breaks his leg to put out a fire, than to expect him to set a fire less.

Before you know it, October is coming.

The wet cold was confused on the grounds, seeping into the castle, and a flu that came quickly made the school doctor Madam Pomfrey scramble, although there was no shortage of potions in the school infirmary, but most of them were used to treat more serious injuries, Snape's potions were not for people to drink, unless it was a last resort, Madam Pomfrey would not use those very powerful potions.

The potion used for such a small problem as a cold is boiled by herself, and the refreshing potion is very effective when dealing with staying up late, but the effect is not bad when dealing with colds, except for the smoke in the ears for a few hours after drinking, there are no obvious side effects.

Harry had been spying on Kassandra's whereabouts for more than half a month through the map of the living spots, which was not exciting, but it was quite interesting.

She doesn't go to the secret room very often, most of the time she goes on two days on weekends, from 1 pm to 10 pm, as if she clocks in to work, and she is never absent.

It is worth mentioning that during the meeting of Professor Flitwick's Duel Club this semester, Harry did not see her, and heard Professor Flitwick say that Kassandra voluntarily gave up participating in the event, which is a bit of a pity for Professor Flitwick, he has a high opinion of Kassandra, and is a good seedling of a duel, but with Harry, Professor Flitwick does not have many regrets.

In addition to keeping an eye on Kassandra on a daily basis, Harry focused on the mysterious senior of his house.

In fact, at the end of last year, Harry had a new idea, but before he could ask, he was forced to go home from school, and when he returned from vacation, he almost forgot about it.

The reason why Harry stayed at Hogwarts and didn't leave was definitely not Voldemort, nor Dumbledore, nor did he love this land deeply, but because there was a killing embryo here at Hogwarts, compared to those hundreds of thousands of years of ancient ruins, the time when this awakened senior in Hogwarts haunted was a hundred years ago, and he left many traces at Hogwarts, but Harry has only found two so far, which will definitely not be all.

Harry had always wondered what the strange spell used by the Awakened was, in the Forbidden Forest and on Paradise Island, Harry had heard two different spells, one was the senior who called out a black cloud of lightning, turning into a pillar of thunder and vaporizing hundreds of wizards, and the other was an ancient wizard with a bow who called out a giant tornado that engulfed the black clouds in the sky.

The magic used by these two awakened beings was unlike anything else on the market, it was as if they were communicating with heaven and earth, and the wizard himself was a giant transmitter that emitted sounds powerful enough to be heard by heaven and earth, and then manipulated the power of nature.

Harry didn't think any boy would be able to resist the temptation of such a super big toy, even if he took it to pretend to be a big fight, so that the onlookers screamed and shouted: It's too fierce, Da Ba Da Ba~

Since he didn't need to learn to understand the obscure spell, it was possible for him to master this power, and perhaps his mother Lily had left something behind when she was in school, after all, she was also an awakener, and Harry's power came from her.

In the last year, Harry, who was a little dark in the light, subconsciously forgot an important role, the fat friar with two 20mm cannon shell chains wrapped around his chest X-shaped on his chest, but he had been in Hufflepuff for at least two hundred years, and the clothes on his body allowed Harry to guess the period he was in, although the religious clothing did not change much, but there were some small differences in each period.

On a rare sunny afternoon, Harry found the fat friar chatting with the Gryffindor ghost, Sir Nicholas.

"Did you disturb your chat?"

Harry stepped forward and asked the two ghosts.

"Of course not, kid." The fat friar smiled and said to Harry, there are not many people who talk to ghosts, after all, life and death are separated, many people feel that talking to ghosts is a bit weird, most of them come to ask some strange questions, such as Sir Nicholas on the side, there are many unlucky children who deliberately ask him: Nick, who almost lost his head, why did you almost lose your head?

At that point, Sir Nicholas would viciously pull at his head, which was barely fleshy and fleshy, and scare the bear children into screaming, and then leave satisfied.

"I have something I want to ask you, I searched the library last year and couldn't find any of it, and I didn't think at all that you were the real living history books of Hogwarts compared to books, but it shouldn't be too late to come to you now, right?"

"Hahaha." The Fat Friar laughed happily when he heard that he was called the Hogwarts Living History Book, and even Sir Nicholas on the side was quite happy, after becoming ghosts, their sense of existence was not strong, and this kind of words that made them feel worth themselves were very useful.

"Tell me, kid, what do you want to know, although I haven't been a ghost for that long, but there are ghosts in Hogwarts who have been with this castle for nearly a thousand years, and we know everything about this school better than anyone else."

The fat monk said enthusiastically, "If I can't answer, I can help you ask." ”

"It's amazing! I knew I had found the right person. ”

Harry swiped it again, and then struck while the iron was hot: "I heard that a hundred years ago, there was a very powerful wizard at Hogwarts, he was also a student of Hufflepuff, about 1.75 meters tall, brown and blonde hair, slightly curly, and the wand in his hand was Browning M1935. ”

Harry pulled out a piece of parchment with a pistol drawn on it, and he was afraid that the fat friar wouldn't understand, because the wizard didn't seem to have a precise name for the wand forms, but rather a general category such as pistols and shotguns.

When Harry looked up, he saw a flash of panic on the faces of the Fat Friar and Sir Nicholas.

They even stepped back a few feet, apparently frightened.

"I," the fat friar stammered a little, "this man, he. . . I."

The two ghosts looked at each other and fell into a long silence.

"At Hogwarts, there are some names that you can't really mention"

"That's not Voldemort's ridiculous trick."

"Listen to me, kid, there are some things you can't grasp."

"It was the darkest and brightest three years at Hogwarts."

(End of chapter)