This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

The tactic of rake and rake was both successful and effective. Anyway, Andrew was very happy to see Professor Nina's somewhat dull eyes.

But just when he thought everything was over and was about to happily return to his lounge, he was intercepted by Sirius who was rushing over.

"Ah, hoo-hoo - you're over here, Andrew."

Sirius was panting as he ran, with a bit of panic in his eyes.

"What's going on?" Andrew suddenly became nervous from being relaxed before - it was only the first day of school, what kind of accident could make this professor who could even squat through Azkaban be so anxious?

"Professor Binns... Phew, Professor Binns is leaving!"

ah?

Andrew was stunned for a moment, feeling relieved and even complaining at the same time - No, didn't we confirm this last year?

Besides, your designated study project for the summer vacation was created by Professor Binns, just for vacation.

"Then prepare a farewell party and send the professor off. I will prepare it after class tomorrow morning."

Andrew was not in a hurry at all - first he was ordered to intimidate the students, and then the professor used a time turner to show off. Now he wanted to go back and chat with his roommate for a while and go to bed early.

"It's too late, the professor is leaving now!"

"Not in time?"

Andrew's eyes widened, confirming that he heard correctly, "Leaving now? It's so late at night, where can I find the right person to see Professor Binns off - and why is it night?"

"The professor said that daytime belongs to the living and night belongs to ghosts. This is the best time to travel."

Damn it - what kind of theory is this? There are no ghosts in the school hiding during the day.

"There's really nothing I can do about it."

Andrew spread his hands - on the first day of school, it was hard to find students, let alone inform other professors to come and give them away.

If he had lost his mind and asked another professor to come over, if his Ravenclaw score wasn't at the bottom this school year, he would have eaten that hourglass.

"There's no good way to inform Professor McGonagall," Andrew sighed and began to wonder if there was any way to deal with it.

But obviously, not every problem has a solution.

Just when Andrew spread his hands and was about to give up, a head fell from the ceiling, with a somewhat puzzled voice, "Ah, good evening, school starts today, what kind of trouble are you in when you stay here - ah , It’s Andrew!”

The head's tone was a bit joyful, "Why don't you go back to the lounge at this time?"

This voice - it's a bit familiar.

Andrew turned his head and glanced sideways, and found that the fallen and tilted head belonged to a familiar ghost - Nick who had lost his head.

"Good evening, Nick."

Andrew thought of an idea that might work, "What are you doing tonight?"

"It's the first day of school. It's time to be more active." Nick leaned down from the ceiling and landed on the ground. "I've been thinking about it for a while. I'm currently contacting my friends to see if I can help the lost new students. It’s showing the way.”

‘Except for the fact that there are a few new students in Gryffindor who will run around on the first day - the aftereffects of the ritual magic and the fatigue of the day have accumulated, their minds are not clear and they want to sleep. Even those scammers take advantage of the freshmen's brains to deceive people...'

"How's the effect?"

He couldn't help but ask something he shouldn't have asked.

“I mentored five people, and only two of them cried!”

…

Is your captain Peeves?

Andrew couldn't help complaining in his heart, but his face showed some embarrassment, "Although it's a little disturbing for you to do your business, can I ask you a favor?"

"Help? Of course, I'm more than happy to."

Good old Nick grabbed his head, looking unusually excited.

… ˆ ˆ “Send off... Well, of course there is nothing wrong with what Professor Binns said, although I don’t think he will like it, but you living people always care about weird rituals, so get ready, I will be fine soon. "

After listening to their stories, Nick held his head and went to call someone, while Andrew, who was relieved, was about to report to Professor McGonagall - the other professors were okay, but the vice-principal couldn't sleep all night When you wake up, the professor ran away, right?

"I'll go and report to the professor first, and I'll be back soon."

Andrew said hastily and left.

Behind him, Professor Nina nodded seriously, "Well, even ghosts are within the scope of management. I have to admit, I still underestimated it."

"I admit it too, Professor Nina."

Sirius nodded, "Are you going to see Professor Binns off?"

"Can I?"

Her eyes widened, "I don't know Professor Binns, let alone work with him. Isn't it appropriate to say goodbye?"

"The Professor doesn't care about that," Sirius was sure.

In fact, he suspected that the professor didn't care much about the so-called farewell - but the farewell still required a little more care from the professor. It didn't matter if he didn't know him. Professor Binns was a bit face-blind anyway.

——

"Professor Black, you're taking too much time."

When Andrew and the others, led by Professor McGonagall, walked quickly to Professor Binns' office, Professor Binns was already impatient to wait.

"Professor Binns, you should have told me in advance, but I just got the news ten minutes ago."

Professor McGonagall's tone was somewhat complaining, but more of it was helpless.

"I'm not resigning, I'm just going on a simple vacation - I should have started last year, but I was delayed for a while."

Professor Binns sighed - he was carrying a transparent suitcase, but Andrew couldn't see the contents inside.

"Can you come back in a year, Professor Binns?"

Professor McGonagall asked tentatively - if a year is considered a short delay, the time span is not ordinary.

"It shouldn't be enough," Professor Binns sighed, "I have a lot of doubts that I need to see, anyway, I won't die, I just want to understand the truth. I haven't left for too long, my eyes and ears are being deceived."

Whose professor doesn't have enough time off for a year?

"You have to come back on time, professor. Hogwarts needs you."

"Of course," Professor Binns said matter-of-factly, "I promised to write Professor Black into the school history and give a perfect summary of his life."

Andrew felt that Sirius's expression should not be very good - but there was no reason to argue about it, because Professor Binns really did it.

"Who is this?"

Professor Binns looked at Professor Nina, then thought about it, and finally chose to give up.

"I remember too much? I haven't seen her in Hogwarts."

"This is the new professor, Professor Martin, Nina Martin."

Professor McGonagall gave a brief introduction.

"Oh, yes, there are also those two schools. They were shabby back then. I have to go and see them this time. The last time I went there was a long, long time ago."

Andrew saw Professor Nina clenched her fists, but she couldn't refute a word - the professor who had died a long time ago was too willful.