Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 19 Walking with the Ghost

"So, have you thought about the reasons for these changes?" Ash asked, flicking his wand lightly, his blue eyes through sunglasses were quietly observing the changes of Binns.

"Hmph!" Binns snorted, "Students' regress! Hogwarts' regress! British wizarding world's regress..." He frowned and looked at the history of magic on the table, "It must not be because of me!"

"Hmm..." Ash felt that this arrogant speech was a bit like someone he knew, that church knight with a big hammer was also so arrogant...

"I can't rule out this possibility." Ash nodded, first stabilizing Binns' emotions, "Then have you ever thought about why you became a ghost after death... instead of dying directly."

Binns froze for a moment, he had asked himself this question before...but he didn't know why, he had dedicated his whole life to history...this was the case before death, and it can only be like this after death...

But I didn't die to teach these students who slept in class?

Binns shook his head, "I don't know...and I don't want to know."

Hearing Binns' reluctance, Ash can't force it anymore, after all Dumbledore is still there... There is a saying that if it weren't for Dumbledore, Ash felt that most of the things in this school would have been dismantled by him Researched.

Thinking of this, Ash changed the subject and asked Binns about those portraits with a smile.

"Why does the portrait move?" Binns thought for a while, "It's not because of the artist..."

"It's not because of the painter?" Ash originally thought it was some kind of painting technique, but he was a little surprised.

"This is because of the person being painted..." Binns said, "from the records in a book "Portraits of Edinburgh" that I read before..."

"These living wizards will inject their own habits or aura into the painting, and then make the characters in the painting imitate some of their own habits." Binton paused, as if thinking about something.

"The higher the magic power, the stronger the spirituality of the portraits of wizards... They can give guidance to others, and even part of the memory of the deceased will be on the portrait."

"Then do you know what aura they injected into the painting?" Ash looked forward to Binns' answer, which should protect the Hogwarts portrait from being destroyed by him.

But unfortunately, Professor Binns shook his head, "The people who make the portraits will know...they know how to inject aura into the paintings."

Ash nodded in disappointment. He wanted to ask Dumbledore...but he had a hunch that the headmaster might not tell him the truth.

But the aura proposed by Binns moved him a little... Is this so-called aura a soul?The portraits of people with higher mana are more realistic...Because the higher the mana is, the stronger their souls are...

The more souls can be injected... Ash feels that there should be no problem with his thinking... Maybe he should find time to ask the portrait.

Well, I feel like I am digging a hole for myself... Ash now wants to study the magic of the two worlds, and wants to know about ghosts, and now he is quite curious about these portraits.

He is really greedy... He subconsciously wanted to rub the greedy silver snake ring on his finger, but when he felt empty, he remembered that the ring was now on his wand.

After chatting with Binns for a few more words, Ash left. To be honest, he felt that Binns was like a living...dead...anyway, it was just a dictionary...you can ask him about many things.

Seeing Ash leave with satisfaction, Binns didn't know why he felt very happy too. He shook his head with the corners of his mouth slightly pursed, then closed his eyes and lay down on that armchair and listened to the opera...

Just like when he was alive.

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"Professor Som?" Ashe just walked out of the office and saw Som in the corridor, "Didn't you go to eat?" He was a little curious about what this colleague was doing here.

"Just finished eating, let's go for a walk." Som said gently, and then touched his stomach, "I ate a bit too much."

"Well...then you can still walk..." We have already reached the sixth floor... Ash didn't say the last part of the sentence, everyone has secrets, he is not curious about what Som is doing.

"What about you? Not going to get something to eat?" asked Thom, but the way he paced back and forth showed that he was busy with something.

Ash paused slightly, "I'm not too hungry, you can do your work first...I'm going back to prepare lessons."

"Okay..." Som watched Ash go away, then heaved a sigh of relief and continued to look around.

Strange guy... Ash thought Som would talk to him about the class, but he didn't care at all... Is it because he didn't encounter any difficulties?

As he walked, Ash came to the large spiral staircase, this kind of moving staircase always made him feel very strange... as if he was still somewhere...

While waiting for the stairs, Ash bumped into a student he knew, with red hair... Mr. Weasley's third son, I seem to have heard him mention it, and his name seems to be Posey?
"Professor Embers..." Percy was taken aback when he saw Ash. His substitute teacher was Professor Thom, but he clearly remembered the names of all the professors.

"What's the matter, Mr. Weasley?" Ash looked a little strangely at Percy who was holding a pile of books, "Did you go to the library just now?"

"Hmm..." Percy thought for a while, and walked a little closer. He took out a book and handed it to Ash, "Professor Embers...I'm finishing Professor Thom's homework...just now in the library Checked some information."

When he mentioned this, Ash also thought of the thesis he assigned, if only those little wizards could be so serious...

He smiled and patted Percy on the shoulder, "You can use your brain to think about it... There are many things that can be useful besides spells." He didn't take the book that Percy handed over, " Practice is your teacher here...not books."

His words stunned the bookworm Percy, who has been used to finding answers from books since he was a child...

While speaking, the stairs had already arrived, and Ash saw that Percy stayed there without moving, so he smiled and walked up the stairs and left.

He was going to find Hagrid, and he hoped to borrow some dark magical animals for experiments... He knew that Hagrid would definitely have them, because he and Mr. Weasley had seen Hagrid buying some strange things more than once.

Soon, Ash left the main castle of Hogwarts and came to the grass outside the Forbidden Forest. He saw a small house in the distance, which was Hagrid's cabin.

Hagrid had invited him here before, but he'd always declined.

Ash didn't yell, he just knocked lightly on the door and waited for Hagrid inside to open it for him.

"Here we come..." came Hagrid's voice.

Seeing that it was Ash, he quickly smiled and welcomed him in, "Come in, Embers."

"I was just getting a new pad in for Teeth."

Ash didn't expect that this seemingly careless giant had such a careful side. Not to mention, the cushion he held in his hand was quite unique, with a dragon's head on it.

"A beautiful dragon," Ash said.

Hagrid froze for a moment, "Ah...it's actually a dog..."

(End of this chapter)