Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 759: I’m just a professor

　　 If you want to talk about longevity, after going through a world-renowned international alchemy competition, people will naturally think of Nico Lemay, who is 665 years old.

　　 Generally speaking, people who have spent such a long life should be more knowledgeable than other ordinary people.

　　 Yes, when this theory is applied to that great alchemist, there should be nothing wrong. But Maca knew another person-another "person" who "lived" long enough, but didn't know enough about the world.

　　 That is a "little girl" named Sarah who has spent nearly 500 years idly.

　　 So, "the longer you live, the more you know", this statement is probably inaccurate. Because you are only a few decades old since you were born, you may not really understand how those lives with an age of "hundred" are spent.

　　 Of course, to be precise, most of those people may not be considered a "person" anymore.

　　Maca is going to meet a person who "is no longer a human", and the time this person has witnessed seems to have been more than a thousand years...

　　 "Squeaky——"

　　 When Maca opened the door of the staff lounge, he saw a white translucent phantom sitting on a back chair, silently looking at the sky outside the lounge window.

　　Maca saw this, and immediately walked in and closed the door behind him.

　　 "Professor Binns," he took two steps forward and said softly, "Good afternoon."

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Hearing Maca’s hello suddenly sounded, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts seemed to recover suddenly, and saw him turning his imaginary and real neck, slightly towards the door. Glancing at it.

　　 Maca is not sure if he really saw him, because just looking at Professor Bins’s eyes, he felt as if he was looking at the door behind Maca’s bleak.

　　 "Oh, good afternoon..." Professor Bins slowly spit out a few words, with a very old tone in his tone, "Are you... Alfred?"

　　 "No, no, no, I can't afford such a heavy name—" Maca waved his hand hurriedly, "I'm Maca McLean, a student you taught...Of course, it's also Huo now. A professor in Gewarts."

　　 Alfred is the only monarch in Britain who has been awarded the title of "Great Emperor". At least, Maca can't remember that he was a king before.

　　 "McLean...my student?" Professor Bins blinked in confusion, and said slowly, "Where did I hear..."

　　 "Really?"

　　Maca said as she sat down on the chair beside her.

　　 "That's an honor!"

　　 After a short pause, he continued: "Professor Bins, I read in "A History of Hogwarts" and said that there is a Slytherin in Hogwarts Castle. 'S secret room... I don't know if this is true?"

　　 "Secret Chamber?" Bins's old face gradually disappeared, but then it was replaced with a sullen anger, "Although I haven't read the book you said, I know that it must not be A qualified historical document-history is highly corroborative, but I have not seen any secret rooms from any materials..."

　　 As he talked, he was startled suddenly.

　　 "How do I feel... I seem to have talked about this issue with anyone else?"

　　 This ghost professor is usually in a daze except for class, and almost completely loses interest in other things. To some extent, he has completely regarded himself as a machine that teaches the history of the magical world.

　　 Therefore, he seems to be ignorant of the riot of the basilisk in the back room.

　　 "Uh..."

　　 Maca also followed for a moment, but soon he remembered that when she was in the second grade, Hermione probably asked Bins once in the history of magic class.

　　 "Anyway, do you think the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets does not exist?"

　　 "It's not'I think'," Professor Bins said in his old and panting voice, "This is history, it's a fact-it's a past made up of reliable historical data. It's like a giant. War is general. Although we have not seen it with our own eyes, many records tell us that it is just a small page in the history of wizarding war!"

　　 At this point, Old Bins stroked his beard, cleared his throat and continued: "Since the Wizarding Council..."

　　 "Wait, Professor Binns--"

　　 Seeing that this ghostly old man was about to start lectures habitually, Maca quickly interrupted him.

　　 Although he likes history very much, this is not the time to listen to him. Professor Binns is a ghost, so he does not need to eat lunch, but he does not want to miss the opportunity to fill his stomach.

　　"Professor," he then decisively brought the topic back to the original place, "History is a discipline that pays extra attention to rigor. I already understand this...Then, the most rigorous way of verifying a piece of history, Is it a personal experience?"

　　 "Of course." Professor Bins nodded slightly when he heard the words.

　　"Since this is the case," Maca said calmly, "I think there is a description in that book that is correct-Professor Bins, the person who asked you for the offer should be Sara Mr. Cha Slytherin, right?"

　　 "So, instead of believing in the accumulation of historical data? Should we first consult with you, a person who has experienced it?"

　　Since the establishment of Hogwarts, almost all professors and even the courses themselves have changed many times, including the position of the principal. However, there was only one professor from the beginning to the end of the history of magic, and his name seemed to be "Bins Cuthbert".

　　 However, this information is not tangible information, because even Hogwarts has not kept such long-term professorship documents.

　　 Excluding the "Hogwarts: A School History" that was written like a fairy tale, Maca got this information by accident from somewhere else!

　　 "Me? Experienced?"

　　 For Maca’s direct "dismantling", Old Bins did not show any strangeness. His expression was still so dry, a little dazed, and a little annoyed.

　　 "No, my teaching time at Hogwarts is not that long. Where did you hear the ridiculous rumor?"

　　 "Where...?" Maca said slowly, "That's a small eagle turned into a bronze knocker."

　　 While he said these words, he watched Binz's expression very carefully. He wanted to know how the opponent would react when they heard the bronze kitty.

　　 But it's a pity that he still couldn't find anything wrong on Professor Bins's old white face, even for a moment.

　　 "Eagle?" Old Bins slowly shook his head, "Is it possible that you still want to say that Rowena Ravenclaw told you this?"

Maca can't really be sure whether the words of 　　 Bronze Kitty are true. Therefore, when Binns resolutely denied without flaw, he also could not confirm that what the other party said was wrong.

　　 As the old Bins said before-history needs multiple corroborations.

　　 However, Maca is still reluctant to give up the temptation, because now the closest breakthrough to him is the Professor Bins who has been in charge of the history of magic all the year round.

　　 Right now, Maca’s heart is somewhat complicated. After all, since he first enrolled in Hogwarts, he has a lot of admiration for the ghost professor who has been teaching and educating after his death.

　　If he could, he actually didn't want to question this respectable old wizard so much.

　　 "Professor Bins, I understand..." Maca nodded and reorganized his mind, "Then, can you make up a lesson for me?"

　　 "I want to know why Slytherin left Hogwarts?"

　　 After that, Old Bins told Maca about the history of the dispute between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

　　 There were two quarrels before and after. The first was about a student from Muggle-Gryffindor spotted a brave student, but Slytherin disagreed on the grounds of blood.

　　 Therefore, the sorting ceremony that brought together the will and ideas of the four founders was born after Gryffindor took off his hat.

　　 The second quarrel was about the appointment of a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

　　While discussing whether wizards who are good at black magic should not be invited, Slytherin returned to the castle without looking back, and left silently after a while.

　　After listening to these~IndoMTL.com~Maca hesitated again, and asked the last question that came to Binns today:

　　 "Professor," he said indifferently, "you know... at the beginning of the school, were there any terrible disasters and hidden dangers?"

　　 However, all he got was Professor Bins’s dry rebuke, reminding him not to mix certain myths and legends into history.

　　 "Sorry, I have disturbed you so much today...Thank you for your patient answer." Maca lightly stood up from the chair, "Then, I will go now."

　　 Old Bins, who was floating a few inches above the chair, watched Maca turn and walk out of the lounge. Then he turned his head again and scanned the empty room for a week.

　　 Once upon a time, he seemed to have talked about the magnificent history of magic with four outstanding young wizards here, but now, he is the only "person" left...

　　 It is said that the birth of a ghost is always inevitable with such a little obsession, then his obsession, is it in this ordinary faculty lounge?

　　 It was a long time before Binns floated to the window and looked at the lawn in front of the castle. There, the little wizards ran briskly, rushing towards the gate of the auditorium.

　　 "I'm just a professor of history of magic, nothing more." He muttered unconsciously.

　　

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