HP's Platinum Temptation

After meeting Mr. Abelson for the first time, although he said that he would move to another classroom, in fact, when there was no one in the activity room, he would always sneak back and hide in a certain corner.

Once, Clarence came to the activity room much earlier than before, and the moment he opened the door, he caught a glimpse of a milky white figure hurriedly leaving through the wall.

After hearing the report from Shaq who was in charge of cleaning the activity room, everyone knew that Mr. Abelson had never changed his sleeping place.Obviously, even though the interior of this classroom has been completely remodeled, he is still very attached to it.

Members discussed this issue very curiously, and speculated that Professor Horney, whom Mr. Abelson has been obsessed with, might be his lover.Hot topics such as teacher-student love have always been the students' favorite.

Later, Theodore found Mr. Abelson through Shaq and invited him to be the exclusive ghost of the Violet Society.This made Mr. Phantom very happy. Occasionally, when members of the club were discussing, Mr. Abelson who was watching would express his views from time to time.This situation made Clarence suspect that Mr. Abelson was probably not a student, but a staff member of Hogwarts.

"Mr. Abelson, can we bother you for a while?" In an afternoon when there were not many people in the activity room, Clarence and Daphne found the fat white ghost sleeping on the table by the window.

"What's the matter, kid Lambert?" After getting along for a long time, Abelson maintained a relatively friendly attitude towards the members of the Violet Society.

"Daphne and I have been studying the knowledge of ancient runes recently, and I have been hearing you mention your favorite Professor Horney. So we guess, your level of ancient runes must be quite outstanding. Can you please guide us ?"

"Boy, what do you want to say?" The expression of the white fat ghost, who had been looking lazy just now, changed instantly with a casual smile on his face.

"No, we really just want to ask you to guide us." Daphne stepped forward and said seriously.

"Hmph, don't think I don't know about you." The fat ghost still said in a stern tone, "You two have been studying runes for several days. Do you want to use this to do something bad? Don't try to use me!"

"Of course not. If it's something bad, how dare we come to you!" Clarence shook his head hastily. Abelson has a fiery temper and will run away at any time if he disagrees.If you don't succeed this time, it will be difficult to get close to this fat ghost next time: "Didn't you say that Professor Horney is the most powerful professor of ancient runes? We just thought that you may know that she has Some notes were left. We found a spell that seemed to be in runes, but couldn't read it."

"What? You guys have ancient spells? But that's not the reason to let you read your notes!" The white fat ghost's tone had just eased up a little, and suddenly he became nervous again, and approached Clarence with a whimper: "Why do you Do you know Professor Horney's notes?"

"Uh, I don't know. It's just that you said before that she left suddenly, so maybe she still has her luggage unpacked, which is why you think the reason for her leaving is unknown. So..."

"No, no, no! No! That's Professor Horney's stuff! I'll keep it safe until she comes back!" Abelson shook his head desperately, with a very firm attitude: "Don't think about this note again, I absolutely I won't give it to you!"

Clarence and Daphne looked at each other, completely helpless against the stubborn ghost.

"When I understand the above prophecy, I can ask the principal to find her. Oh! Professor Horney! You must wait for me!" The white fat ghost looked out of the window, thinking sadly: "Wait for me , I will definitely understand, I will definitely!"

"Sir, if, I mean, if, I can help you find some information about Professor Horney, would you like to help us?" Clarence hesitated for a while before asking.

"What! Can you find Professor Horney?" Ghost's tone suddenly became high-pitched.As if sensing something, the fat ghost shrank suddenly, looked around, then lowered his voice, approached Clarence and Daphne, and asked, "Did the principal hide Professor Horney? I knew it was That's why he never let me go to Professor Horney, it must be, they all misunderstood the professor!"

"Are you referring to Principal Dumbledore?" Daphne also asked in a low voice, responding to the fat ghost.

"Of course not him! He's only been headmaster for more than ten years. Oh, forget that, Lambert boy, tell me, where is Professor Horney?"

"I don't know now, but..."

"What? You don't know? Are you trying to trick me?"

"Of course not. I just have a way. I might be able to look up Professor Horney's information, but the premise is that you can tell me Professor Horney's full name and the year she was born."

"Why do you want to ask this? Divination? Huh, they are all deceiving tricks. No one can surpass Professor Horney in divination!" Grade many times: "Just you two in first grade."

"It's not divination." Clarence paused, as if trying to organize his words: "Our family has a magic item that has functions related to this. But I can't reveal more. You can tell me the name of the professor, so that I'll try it. By then, whether the news is right or wrong, you will definitely be able to judge, right?"

The fat ghost stared sideways at Clarence for a long time, as if considering the credibility of his words.After a long time, he made a humming sound from his nasal cavity, and said, "Karen Horney, born in 1885. Boy, if you dare to lie to me, I promise you won't even get a scrap of paper!"

Clarence finally confirmed the spelling of the name with the fat ghost, and asked Daphne to wait for him in the activity room.He ran back to the eighth floor and greeted a secret room.

The parchment was enlarged again and placed on the only coffee table in the room. Clarence quickly searched for the names of people in 1885 according to the year of birth.If Professor Horney hadn't attended Hogwarts and hadn't lived in England before she was 11, she wouldn't be on this list.This is why Clarence is not sure that he will be able to find her information.

"1885...K..." As the finger moved down, a bright red name appeared in front of Clarence's fingertips: "Karen Horney (1885.4.18-1928.1.1), entered La Winclaw College."

The information that can be found in the Book of Time is very limited, especially for dead wizards.Clarence was quite worried about whether such a short line of his own would be able to convince the fat ghost who obviously looked difficult to deal with.

Things went better than Clarence thought.When Mr. Abelson saw this line of words, his expression suddenly became very complicated.He stared at the little note copied by Clarence, and was in a daze for about 10 minutes.Then without saying anything, he led Clarence to the only fireplace in the classroom, pointed to the bottom brick on the right, and left through the wall.

Hidden behind the fireplace bricks was a very thin parchment book.It's almost full of content.This notebook is like Professor Horney's research notes and her diary.Clarence quickly turned to the last page of the parchment.Two lines of words were written crookedly on it.

"December 1927, 12, the divining stone shattered and an evil spirit was born. Something had to be done."

On the next page, there is no other text, only a character that seems to be a rune spell is recorded.

"What does the evil spirit refer to?" Daphne read the last few pages over and over again: "Professor Horney died the day after that, so it must have something to do with it. But Mr. Abelson knew that Professor Horney After the date of the murder, you didn’t say anything, didn’t ask any questions, and just admitted that your information was correct. This is too strange.”

"Obviously, he must know something else about Professor Horney's disappearance and their relationship." Clarence shook the quill from side to side: "Even if we ask, he probably won't tell We have something. What I am more concerned about is the string of runes on the last page." The tip of the pen poked on the parchment along with the words: "This is obviously a spell, although it only has three characters, it should be considered relatively Simple. But I still don’t understand what this means, so it doesn’t work, does it?”

"The professor's previous notes are quite detailed. We can study them, maybe there will be clues? Judging from the contents of the diary, this spell should be used to find souls, right?"

"Soul? Is this possible? Although I know that the spells of runes are very powerful. But the reason why soul magic can become a taboo for wizards is not only because of evil, but also because of its complexity and difficulty in controlling it? Is this going to happen? Would it be too easy?"

"Isn't it good to have simple spells? Let's go to the Room of Requirement and try, maybe we can find something that surprises us. Well, souls don't have to be evil! Maybe we can find something like the Sorting Hat? It It must have a soul, too."

It took Clarence about half a month, together with Daphne, to almost rummage through Professor Horney's notes, before he could barely decipher the meaning of these three characters.

Coming to the Room of Requirement again, Clarence held his wand and adjusted his breathing before straightening his arms and pointing his wand forward.Mantras that have been practiced repeatedly to the point of proficiency are recited in a steady rhythm.Mind silently recited 'guidance of the soul'.

With the sound of the word falling, a pure white ball of light appeared on the tip of Clarence's wand, and then with a whoosh, it opened a long trajectory and rushed into the depths of the room. The milky white tail was connected to the end of Clarence's wand. cutting edge.And the light is connected to a pile of old ornaments on top of a dilapidated cabinet.

Clarence stood on tiptoe, picked out the shimmering little thing from the pile of clutter, and put it in the palm of his hand.

"Hey, why do I feel that this little ball is the same as the pattern engraved on a bookcase in our lounge?" Daphne poked the gadget in Clarence's palm: "It's really dirty!"

Clarence's face turned pale instantly, and with a shake of his hand, the dirty spherical ornament fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: Dear friends, Yuanyuan has been unable to open the comment page recently, so I saw my relatives throwing flowers for Yuanyuan, but Yuanyuan couldn't reply in time, so cruel! !

Yuanyuan will definitely make up the reply when she stops smoking!

So... continue to ask for flowers, group me~~