Having said that, the fat friar naturally can't turn his head and leave, hang up the human appetite and then break the chapter, this kind of operation will be hung up and played Ding Ding to death, although whether the ghost retains that organ remains to be discovered, but the fat friar is not a person with bad taste.

On the contrary, his personality is the best among the Hogwarts ghosts, and he can be called benevolent and kind, which complements the chain of cannons hanging from his chest.

"Are you sure you want to listen, Harry?" The Fat Friar asked Harry one last time.

"Of course, Fat Friar, if you will tell me."

"Alright then, we'd better go somewhere no one else is."

The Fat Friar beckoned to Harry, pointing to an empty room not far away, before heading straight through the wall.

Harry conjured a chair and sat down like a good student listening to a professor, listening attentively.

"Ahem~" The fat monk cleared his throat, and then spoke in a very hollow voice: "The story starts a hundred and two years ago, I remember very well, it was 1890, an unstable era. ”

"It wasn't a quiet time, at least for the wizarding world."

"Probably because of the Muggles, the various countries of the wizarding world have increased their communication and communication, and with it comes frequent transactions and chaos everywhere."

"There were so many poacher gangs, gangs of villains in that period, unfortunately, the headmaster of Hogwarts at the time, Phineas Nigelus Black, was not a very good headmaster, of course I was speaking ill of him, because Hogwarts was terrible at that time, Blake was a bastard, he didn't know what he was doing, he allowed those gangs of gangsters to influence the students of Hogwarts, and even neglected the management of the dark forest, oh, the dark forest is the forbidden forest, But that's what some people call it. ”

"At that time, the Forbidden Forest was far from as big as it is now, but as the only super-large natural magic enrichment in England, there are a lot of magical creatures living here, and because of this, the Forbidden Forest is full of poachers' footprints, I never doubt the relationship between Headmaster Black and those poachers, there must be a lot of tacit understanding and transactions."

"On September 1, 1890, the first day of school, there was a student who was late, no one knew where he had been studying, and he came straight to Hogwarts as a transfer student to start his fifth year, and he was placed in Hufflepuff, which was something I am very proud of."

The fat friar straightened his chest, as if he had a sense of honor.

"Stellaris Scourge, that's the boy's name, a very strange name, there are people in the world who have the surname of natural disasters, calamities, and unfortunately, his arrival has indeed brought natural disasters to Hogwarts."

"But instead of raging in the castle, the Scourge caused a terrible storm in the Forbidden Forest."

"In the first month of school, his performance was no different from that of other young wizards, he listened carefully and studied knowledge eagerly, probably because he had not received such a professional and sound teaching as Hogwarts before, and he had not mastered many basic knowledge, especially in terms of charms, he was even less than the wizards of the second and third years now."

"But he's one of the most gifted students I've ever seen since I came to Hogwarts, and the second is your mother, right, Sir Nicholas?"

The Fat Friar glanced sideways at Sir Nicholas beside him and asked him.

"yes." Sir Nicholas nodded, his head shaking dangerously, but he reached out in time to hold his head so that the head with only a trace of flesh and skin would not hang around his neck when he nodded, "Your mother, Lily Evans, is also a very gifted witch, she is loved by all the professors, because no class can make her difficult, she is a natural wizard, I can only describe her as excellent. ”

"That's right." The Fat Friar took over, "Setilares Sgegie is the same kind of person, even in his talent for magic, he is even better than your mother, he doesn't need to learn all magic a second time to use it perfectly, and he is far more powerful than the other students, but he is also a naughty child, he loves to play games with those little animals. ”

"Like using a rolling charm to make a grazing cow spin in circles in the sky, he has a crush on animals, or magical creatures, well, yes, he has a crush on them, and although he always does some pranks, he never hurts them."

"He did well in the magical creature protection class, and he especially liked to take care of the little ones, but once, I heard about it, because I didn't see it with my own eyes, there was a ball bird that he took good care of ran into the Forbidden Forest, and many students saw him enter the Forbidden Forest in order to retrieve the ball bird."

"Everyone thinks he can't come back, because it's full of poachers, thousands of them, not just wizards from England, you can even see wizards from Australia, America and even Africa in the Forbidden Forest, they come here to make money, nothing is more enticing than an enchanted forest that no one takes care of and manages, and the magical creatures that can be seen everywhere in the Forbidden Forest are the golden gallons that walk in their eyes."

"The next morning, Sethilaris returned, but he came back empty-handed, and I saw Sethi surrounded by many people asking this and that, but he did not answer any questions from anyone, but I could see that he was not doing well, it was an anger, a kind of anger that I had never seen before."

The fat monk shuddered, "Those eyes seemed like a volcano about to erupt, the hot lava was hidden under the pitch-black crust, and the anger that could burn everything was forcibly suppressed by him. ”

"To be honest, I'm a little worried about the kid, he's a very Hufflepuff Hufflepuff guy, humble, low-key, kind, compassionate, very happy to enjoy the food and share them, if I wasn't a ghost, I'd also want to try his vinaigrette honey slices, and that's when Hufflepuff got into the habit of collecting different flavors of Hufflepuff vinegar."

"From that day on, the child began to study like crazy, he greedily absorbed all knowledge, and spent at least twenty hours a day running between the classroom and the library, and this crazy study went on for about a month, and on the day of Halloween, the teachers and students who were sitting in the auditorium enjoying the Halloween dinner saw a huge fireworks rise into the air from the magic ceiling."

"Everyone was so excited that they left the auditorium and went to the gate, where they saw fireworks rising from the Forbidden Forest, blasting up sparks, and I swear, it was the most beautiful sight I've ever seen."

"But from that day on, the forbidden forest was in chaos."

The Fat Friar took a deep breath, and although the ghost didn't need to breathe, and couldn't breathe, the bulging chest that blew the chain tightened as he inhaled, as if doing so helped calm him.

"A week later, rumors came to Hogwarts that there was an extremely rare magical creature in the Forbidden Forest, and no one could name it, all they knew was that it was capable of spewing explosive sparks and was powerful enough to destroy an entire poacher camp."

"In the wizarding world, the stronger the magical creature with the ability to cast spells, the higher its rarity and value, the more powerful the magic it can use, the more valuable the magical creature can produce magical materials, such as the magic core, countless wealthy alchemists wave Gringotts cheques full of zeros to buy these magic materials that are very critical to alchemy, those poachers are crazy, they want to get their hands on that mysterious, terrifying magical creature more than anyone else, and then hold a mountain of gold to squander."

"But I know that there is no such magical creature in the Forbidden Forest as it has gone wild, because that night, very late, I saw him scarred back in the Hufflepuff common room, he seemed to be soaked in blood, and he could smell the pungent smell of blood from a long distance, even though he had cleaned it, it was still the same"

"Ghosts can still smell it?" Harry blurted out in some surprise.

"Of course not." The fat friar pursed his lips, "I'm just making an analogy, I'm also a person who participated in the war, and I'm very sensitive to the smell of blood and murderous intent." ”

The fat friar patted the chain of cannon shells wrapped around his chest, "I think back then, I also carried my wand and killed a fierce man on the battlefield. ”

"But aren't you in logistics?" Sir Nicholas glanced at the fat friar, the two of them were not ghosts of the same era, but they both graduated from Hogwarts, and of course they knew the structure of the four Hogwarts houses very well, and Hogwarts at that time had not yet split up to the present, and still maintained a good habit of teamwork.

Hufflepuff people rarely enter the front line in war, and they can play more of a role in the rear than charging at the front line, although Hufflepuff also produces a hexagonal god of war with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor, but the fat friar is obviously not that piece of material, otherwise he would not be killed by Muggle corona tied to a stick as a pig.

"Can't I?" The fat friar glared at Sir Nicholas, and then muttered in a low voice, "It's okay to think about it."

"Ahem, ahem." The Fat Friar cleared his throat again, "Let's move on to Seti. ”

"That night, I saw him covered in wounds, so I went up to him and asked him if he needed me to call the school doctor, he had several marks on his body that had been hit by a spell, I suspected it was an explosion charm and a cutting charm, but he shook his head and said that he didn't need to, and he wanted me to keep it secret for him, and not tell anyone else."

"I was worried about him, but in the end I agreed, Harry, I didn't tell the second person about it except you, not because no one had asked me about it before, of course, but because I was trustworthy."

"You also remember, you are not allowed to tell anyone."

The fat friar saw the teasing on Sir Nicholas' face on the side, so he spoke with some indignation, "I told Harry that you are not a broken promise, you are a ghost, Nicholas, you are not human, and Harry is not either." ”

"Uh-huh???" Harry, who was full of black lines, looked at the fat friar strangely, when did the fact that he was not human be exposed?

"I'm not calling you for not being human, Harry, here's the thing."

The fat friar hurriedly added when he saw that Harry's expression was wrong: "Seti told me that if you meet a guy like him later, then you can tell him about it, he said this: I don't want to be a big star, it's stupid to stand on the podium and be awarded, but it's a pity if you don't share such an interesting thing, if you meet someone like me later, I don't know if I'm a human being, when they ask about me, You can talk to them about me and help me relay a word, at the end of the corridor, when the clock points to the end and the beginning, the stars are in the northwest, and the time is exactly 10:55. ”

"He said that he would leave a secret there that only people like him could see, so I didn't have to worry about it, even if I guessed the wrong person, it didn't matter, and those who couldn't see it would never see it."

"But as a friend of his, even. Admirers. "The Fat Friar doesn't intend to hide his opinion of Setilares Scottie, and it's a bit difficult to get a ghost who has lived for hundreds of years to admit that someone is his idol," I was careful to make sure who I could tell him. ”

"Actually, it's not just you who asked about him, it's just that I don't think they're Sethi's kind, and I've never told them about it, and you're the first person I told you the whole thing after I took the initiative to ask about it."

"What about my mother?" Harry asked, curiously.

"Lily." The Fat Friar sighed with some regret, "I was going to tell her, but she seems to be a little resistant to Sethi, maybe she also knows something about Seti?" I don't know what she thinks. ”

"Harry, I noticed you when you came to Hogwarts, but I thought it was too early for a young first-year wizard to know about this, and I was planning to talk to you when you were older."

"By the way, do you want to keep listening? Now that there is a little time left before the lights go to bed, I can tell you about other things that happened in the Forbidden Forest, such as the poachers' treasure or something, Seti completely cleared the entire Forbidden Forest in the three years before graduation, which is something that people dare not think, to be honest, if I had one-tenth of his combat power, I would not have been successfully attacked by Muggles with stun guns. ”

There was a hint of frustration on the fat friar's face, he didn't mind mentioning his death, and even treated it as fun, but when he talked about it, he still felt a little regretful.

"Muggles of my time were terrible, and they couldn't see a thirty-year-old pope on the throne?"

"Who's to say it isn't." Harry shrugged, "Jealousy makes people unrecognizable, and how noble a person is, how despicable a person is, or shall I tell you a joke about a priest, a little boy, or a demon?" ”

"Oh?" The Fat Friar seemed a little curious, and he looked at Harry and nodded.

"A boy was suspected of having a demon possessed of him, so the righteous priest took the little boy to the chapel of the church, where he dispersed everyone and under the watchful eye of the Holy Father, he began the ritual of exorcism."

"The priest shouted angrily: Damn the devil, get out of this poor boy's body quickly!"

"Obviously, the priest's exorcism is very effective, the demon spoke, and he yelled at the priest: you come out of his body first!"

The fat monk paused violently, and then gritted his teeth and scolded: "I should have burned you all at the stake hundreds of years ago!" Burn to death! Chop Pieces! ”

(End of chapter)