Ashes of Hogwarts

Something was definitely wrong with Lockhart and the basilisk's soul.

Dumbledore and the others don't understand.

But as a master of souls, Ash could tell at a glance that Lockhart was not human.

His soul has been tainted by the abyss.

That much is obvious, but he could never have been contaminated for more than a month.

That is to say, in the few days when he came to apply for the job, he fell into an abyss.

what is this?

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's curse?

Just by applying for the job, you were recruited.

How terrible, you curse.

Unlike me, who can only beat up and curse people.

Ash stated what he had observed, but to no avail.

"Gentlemen and ladies, our main goal now is to find out how contaminated Lockhart is."

Dumbledore was a little melancholy.

The sleep I had last night was so comfortable.

When he woke up early in the morning, he was horrified to find that his sexy and charming white beard had disappeared, leaving behind a handsome face.

[You can live for at least 200 years now. 】

Ash said so.

"That's the problem. I've checked it many times, Fireproof Girl, I, King Weapon. There's nothing wrong with it."

Ash was also very distressed.

"His fall was as if the abyss existed in this world and he was naturally drawn to it."

Everything seemed so normal.

There are no artificial elements or deliberate traps at all.

"Could it be that the little wizard was brought back after being accidentally contaminated?"

Snape made the assumption.

But everyone knows that won't be the case.

The professor monitored the whole process, and coupled with the disinfection measures on both sides, there was no chance that Abyss would take advantage of it.

"The basilisk is also contaminated by the same pollution as Lockhart, and its purpose is to attract me."

It was obvious that Lockhart was tainted and knew fire and the undead.

What does this mean?

It shows that what pollutes him is something rational, not a simple abyss.

Similar to the Four Kings of Little Lund, Overlord Wonir is first-rate.

It is a recontaminant transmitted through the media.

But therein lies the root of the problem.

It, or rather they.

How did the guy who polluted Lockhart come into this world.

Its purpose and why it is a royal weapon.

Several people discussed it for a long time but did not come up with a result.

It's like a case with absolutely no clues.

The only way to break the situation is for the murderer to commit another crime.

Finally, when noon came, everyone left the principal's office.

Because Dumbledore is going to treat everyone to squeaky candies.

That thing looks as disgusting as Banban, who can swallow it?

"Please wait, Ash."

Dumbledore stopped the last escaping Ash.

Ashes looked at Snape for help, but the latter just gave him a helpless expression.

Turn away.

Ash was heartbroken.

We promised to treat each other with sincerity for the rest of our lives, and this is how you treat me?

"Don't be afraid, Ash, I know you don't like sweets."

Dumbledore said kindly.

But looking at the face that had regained its youth, Ash really felt that something was wrong.

He sat down opposite Dumbledore.

"I have to say, thank you, Ash Lothric."

With that said, Dumbledore stood up and actually wanted to bow like Ash.

"Can't, can't."

Ash quickly stopped him.

After all, he is the elder and his life is shortened.

Dumbledore insisted and bent down.

It's over, now I can only live half of my life.

Ash thought.

By the way, what is half of infinity?

Dumbledore sat back in his seat.

He looked into Ash's eyes.

"Although you just said that it radiated some life energy and allowed us to live a few more years, it would be nothing, but I can feel that you lied to me."

Ash was shocked.

The old man saw it!

"Maybe I'm a little arrogant, but my magic is already outstanding, Ash."

Dumbledore pulled out the Elder Wand.

He clicked lightly, and the teacup on the table twisted, and soon turned into a rolling knight.

"Salute to you, Your Excellency."

the knight said.

He looks like a smaller version of the Onion Knight.

clap clap clap!

Ash clapped.

"Awesome transfiguration."

Dumbledore looked at him deeply, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"If my transformation skills are only at this level, it's really not worthy of praise."

The chubby knight turned back into a cup, and Dumbledore picked up the teapot and filled it up.

He pushed the cup towards Ash.

"But when I woke up this morning, I found that except for the first-year wizards who had just started learning spells, almost all the students could cast the transformation spell at the graduation level."

"Even my magic level is more than a little stronger!"

Dumbledore's sharp eyes were fixed on Ash.

a long time.

"Of course, I know that you will not be unfavorable to us, but next time something happens, please remember to tell us in advance."

"You know, what's more terrifying than waking up and finding two Gryffindors lying next to you is that the beard you've had for many years disappears all of a sudden."

Ash pouted.

What do you mean by being cheap and selling well? This is it.

If I hadn't seen you being frightened by Chu Huo's aura, I would have been willing to take out the power of Chu Huo and directly strengthen it for you?

What a waste.

After bidding farewell to Dumbledore, Ash slowly walked towards the cafeteria.

Along the way, his ears were filled with the joyful exclamations of the little wizards.

Becoming powerful all of a sudden made it difficult for them to adapt for the time being.

Under the leadership of prefects at all levels, the little wizards began to gradually try magic that they had not dared to try before.

Every time someone succeeds, the crowd cheers.

Seeing Ash walking by, the little wizards in the classroom crowded out.

They expressed their gratitude to Professor Losric.

Ash nodded in greeting.

These are all his students. Watching them become stronger under his training is a feeling that cannot be easily imagined.

Ash also saw Filch.

This balding old man who always dressed sloppily looked a little different today.

He wore a decent suit and tied up the remaining ring of hair, making him look energetic.

Seeing Ash, he strode over.

Oh, and he even wore cologne.

"Professor Losric, thank you very much."

Filch grabbed Ash's right hand and shook it quickly.

"Mr. Filch, perhaps you could tell me why you want to thank me first."

Ash struggled to pull his hand away from Filch.

"Look, Professor Losric."

Filch took out a wand from somewhere. It looked like it was old.

He waved his wand.

"Fluorescent flashes!"

The tip of the staff lit up with a white light.

Faint, but real.

Ash let out a breath.

He knew why Filch was so excited.

"congratulations."

He said: "From now on, you can openly say that you are a wizard working at Hogwarts."

"Wizard - Filch!"