The White Lord Professor at Hogwarts

The surrounding ghosts fell silent, and Patri looked like he had really eaten the cake on the table.

"Well...hey, man," he smiled, "this is our ghost's business, there is no need..."

"But you are in Hogwarts," Ricardo interrupted him loudly, "Sir Nicholas is our ghost at Hogwarts after all. This is a banquet held by him. I don't think you will become a ghost after all. , you are qualified to cause trouble here!"

He took a step forward, wand in hand: "Maybe you think that ghosts will not be harmed by magic spells; but in fact, there are many spells for the soul in ancient magic. In addition, continuous casting of Avada Kedavra will also It can harm the ghost body and even put the soul into a complete sleep.”

Then he paused, his voice slowed down, and he said:

"I don't want to overshadow the guest, but Jazz is my friend after all, and I don't want his death anniversary party to be interfered with by some unscrupulous people."

After saying that, he flicked his right hand, and a purple spell came out from the wand, grazing Mr. Patrick's face.For a moment, the temperature of the air seemed to drop a few points, as if there was ice freezing.

Mr. Patrick was horrified to find that his soul seemed to have dimmed a lot, and the body that could originally be felt became almost unfeelable, as if his consciousness was struggling in the unfathomable seabed, and maybe he would sink into the abyss in the next second!

Seeing Mr. Patrick's horrified look, Ricardo's mouth curved into a cold arc: "Okay, I wish you all have a good time, um, don't make trouble with Jazz anymore."

He swaggered out of the gate, all the ghosts consciously giving way, like a new king ascending the throne.

Ricardo left here slowly. Sir Nicholas looked at Ricardo's leaving back, soul-like tears filled his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away, strode towards the podium, and came to a cold blue Under the spotlight.

"Attention please, I now begin to speak! My late Lords, Ladies and Gentlemen, it is with great sadness that I..."

At this time, the band started to play again, and the big ghosts and little ghosts returned to the dance floor.

……

After walking out of the ghost banquet, Ricardo let out a long breath, then shook his head helplessly.

"Why are you so angry today? Are you too tired?"

Maybe the banquet there was too overworld... He didn't think he would be affected by emotions.

This behavior did not affect my plan.In the next few sentences, he threatened in the name of Hogwarts. At least, the basic foundation of Hogwarts was stabilized. If he wanted to ask those ghosts about certain situations in the future, he would also have the favorability.

As he was walking toward the steps leading to the foyer, he suddenly stopped.

"Hiss..."

A strange sound came from far away, like some creature was wandering around.

He stopped, gripped the stone wall, and listened intently, looking around him and squinting up and down the dimly lit passages.

The spiritual power is also activated in an instant, exploring the existence of living entities.

The voice grew weaker and weaker.Ricardo was sure it was moving - moving upwards.He stared at the dark ceiling, moving upward?The stone ceiling doesn't stop it at all?

snake.And it's a large snake.

Is there a large snake at Hogwarts?Ricardo walked upstairs while thinking.

A little closer... Ricardo has already sensed the existence of the living body, and its signs of life... seem to be very weak, like countless pains he has experienced.

No, why did the power of that life form suddenly become stronger again? The majestic spiritual power could almost backfire on him. In addition, it seemed... there seemed to be a particularly familiar feeling... so familiar that he wanted to... …cry?

He had seen that breath before, or...was warmed by it...

wrong!This is not the one before!Ricardo suddenly thought that this was definitely not the same life form!

Moreover...this vigorous life form is definitely not simple!

His spiritual power can resist the critical attack of Voldemort's main soul. Besides Dumbledore, is there anyone who can compete with him in this aspect?

Although it is only a slight struggle, in fact, this is already an incredible achievement!His soul can travel through the world, and the spiritual power it inspires can be imagined.

And now...this guy can already threaten him!

Ricardo had a look of anger in his eyes, but he suppressed it immediately and climbed up the stairs, listening to his heavy footsteps.

He ran around the third floor and finally turned a corner and came to the last empty corridor.

There was a dark figure standing there. Ricardo slowly approached and squinted to identify it carefully in the darkness.

But the black shadow seemed to see him, and laughed coldly in the darkness - the man or woman was unknown, and then squatted on the ground. Ricardo knew that he was going to escape, and quickly stepped forward, using all his mental strength to conduct reconnaissance, looking for him. Traces of shadows.

But suddenly!A strange force spread from there, invisible, but it instantly shook away his mental power. He took a few steps back, turned his left hand, and ejected "faintly", but hit the blue-black wall.

It seemed that he had escaped. Ricardo walked over cautiously and saw some writing scrawled on the wall one foot above the ground between the two windows, glimmering under the light of the burning torch. .

"I am not an enemy, Ricardo Silva."

Just as Ricardo was finishing reading, a flame suddenly burst out from the wall, destroying all the writing.

"If you don't count me as an enemy...but I can understand you a little bit."

"Soul Chase."

Ricardo muttered to himself, closed his eyes, and felt the magic surrounding him, telling him the signs here.

Sure enough, two souls appeared here, one of which was stained by time, as if it had experienced countless time.The other one is much younger, with that particularly familiar feeling.

They seemed to be heading towards the girls' bathroom... It seemed that that place was the residence of Myrtle, the one who was made to cry by Peeves.

It seems like the breath disappears in a pool...oh no...

A low noise, like distant thunder, told him that the party had just ended.From both ends of the corridor where he was, there was the sound of hundreds of feet climbing up the stairs, as well as the cheerful chatter and laughter of people after they had had their fill of tea and food.Then, students crowded into the aisle from both ends.

Is this... intentional?Use crowds to hide your tracks?

Ricardo looked at the arriving crowd, chuckled with unknown meaning, and left quickly.

"But...not considered...an enemy? Do you mean...not counted now, or...are you threatening me?"