v2 Chapter 104： life and death

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However, the furious Filch restrained his temper when he saw Tom, and instead of shouting the swear words in his throat, he bowed to Tom stiffly, "Professor Lockhart..."

"Don't be so angry." Tom said warmly, of course, he was by no means a guy who was generous to others, standing and talking without backache. He still understands Filch's woes: it's irritating to get dirty again in a place that he cleaned, and Filch is a Squib, which means that a wizard can fix a problem with the move of his wand. Might need to clean most of the day. Thinking in this way, some of Filch's behaviors can be understood.

Tom drew his wand:

"Tergeo!"

This spell is an enhanced version of the cleanup, which is most suitable for Harry's situation where his body is full of sludge, and it is also a few practical little spells he has learned.

Harry's body seemed to be hit by a whirlwind, the whole clothes were blown up, the whirlwind swept through, and the mud on Harry's body was also swept away. Filch on the side showed an envious look.

Tom first dealt with the source of pollution, Harry, and then walked all the way along the way Harry came. The two ghosts followed in his footsteps, only to see him casting a spell as he walked:

"clean up()!"

It took more than a dozen Cleansing Charms along the way before Tom cleaned up the muddy stains Harry had left between the hallway on the second floor and the hall door. After cleaning, Tom also had some anger in his stomach. He turned his head to Harry and said, "Five points from Gryffindor, because you don't respect other people's labor, you should think about who cleans the castle at ordinary times, and there is no Muggle school in Hogwarts. 's birthday, isn't it?"

Harry lowered his head and silently agreed. Filch, who was beside him, saw the student being punished by the professor, his face flushed with excitement, and he could hardly breathe.

Tom took out a crystal bottle from his robe, "This is a potion of energy, remember to dilute it before taking it, one drop at a time is enough," Tom put the crystal bottle into his hand, "If you have a cold, take a good rest, Pomfrey. Madam also has special cold medicine, go to her early, and the cold cannot be delayed."

"Professor..." Filch's hands trembled slightly.

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go back to rest."

Filch didn't say anything more, bowed to Tom and left, and didn't mention the additional punishment for Harry. After Filch was gone, Tom looked at Harry, who was obviously sulking, and said to him, "I know you're in a bad mood right now - is it because of the Slytherin team?"

Harry raised his head in surprise, "Professor, how did you know—"

"Donating seven top brooms in one go is a big deal, and I've heard about it." Tom spread his hands, indicating that he was not deaf.

It has to be said that Lucius is absolutely doting on Draco. When Malfoy wanted to join the Quidditch team, Lucius's way of supporting his son was outrageous: he chose to directly assign a Nimbus 2001 to every teammate on the team, and then sent his son in. . It is almost equivalent to the son wanting to join the college e-sports team. The father directly equips each member of the e-sports team with a top-equipped computer and only asks for a substitute qualification.

Lucius, what is this for? Could the heir of the family join the Slytherin team to increase his influence? The Malfoys don't lack this honor, just to make their son happy.

Draco Malfoy is also powerful enough to actually become the main force of the Slytherin team. Marcus reckoned that at first he just wanted to take him in to sit on the cold bench as a water dispenser caretaker, but he didn't expect this newcomer to be really strong. Malfoy can play the main force in the second year, which shows that his strength is very good. Nimbus 2001 can buy a substitute qualification, but it must not be exchanged for the starting power, and Marcus dare not do such a thing. If it was true that if he sent his relatives to the field for a few brooms, Marcus would not think about having any spare time for the next school year - spend it in Professor Snape's confinement room.

Malfoy took the standard Long Aotian script, but he met Harry Potter, the son of planes.

And judging from Draco Malfoy's reactions, this guy is indeed a spoiled brat. This guy's behavior is mainly due to the parents' scrutiny. Lucius discriminated against Muggles and hated Weasleys, and he followed suit. He despised the Weasleys and said bad things to Hermione...

However, he has a really good relationship with his father. When he encounters a problem, his first reaction is to use a "Dad Summoning Technique", and he is also happy to communicate with his father.

"Seven Nimbus 2001, it's a tough opponent, isn't it?"

Tom's words expressed Harry's heart: the Slytherin team is equipped with advanced brooms that are almost the same as theirs. How to fight?

"Hey, Potter, I'll give you the data comparison of the two Muggle armies, you can judge the outcome," Tom suddenly talked about an irrelevant topic, "Party A has 4.3 million troops, including 2 million in the army, There are 360,000 special forces, 160,000 air force, 30,000 navy, 1.01 million military agencies, and 740,000 irregular troops, with extremely advanced weapons and equipment. Party B has only 610,000 field troops and 660,000 local troops. The equipment is also average, do you think the battle will be over in a few years?"

Harry: "Uh...about a year?"

"Three years."

"Is it a tactical mistake of Party A? It actually made the opponent last for so long..."

"It took Party B three years to eliminate Party A."

Harry:!

"How is it possible!" he exclaimed, this is too outrageous!

"This is historical fact, so do you still think Slytherin is invincible?"

Harry fell silent: Slytherin wasn't so invincible anymore.

"You can think about it, where is your greatest strength?" Tom patted Harry on the shoulder, and Nick next to him cheered him up: "Gryffindor House will never yield to Slytherin!"

"Was the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin so bad in the fifteenth century!" Tom almost laughed.

"Of course! Our relationship has been rocky since Slytherin was beaten up by Gryffindor." Nick folded his arms, looking very proud, "You are too gentlemen now, in our day, every few days, There was a duel between Gryffindor and Slytherin students, those days..."

Tom looked at Nick with a question in his heart. Nick understood his expression, "Professor Lockhart, if you have any questions, just ask me, I will definitely know everything."

As the ghost of Hogwarts, Nick is still very warm-hearted. Like the fat monks in Hufflepuff, he is happy to answer questions for the little wizards - the scope of the little wizards ranges from Dumbledore to first-year freshmen. They are all young and energetic.

"That, it's like this—" Tom said hesitantly, because he found the subject harder than he thought, but the subject was so enticing, the knowledge had reached the realm of God.

"Okay, anyway—"

"You want to ask me why I am dead but still exist in the world of the living, right?" Nick asked that question for him, "I don't know how many wizards have asked me this question in the past five hundred years, Many of them reacted exactly like you."

The long years had made Nick well-informed, and he sighed and looked at the empty auditorium.

"I'm dead, but I can still move around - I can talk and think without sticking to Hogwarts. Yes, I came back from 'over there', I left mine in this world so I can walk powerless where I have lived and walked after I die."

"Over there?" Tom grabbed a special word, and Harry listened to the conversation with great interest. This topic was also very interesting to him.

"Not everyone can come back as a ghost, only wizards can." Nick added, "Not every wizard can. Few wizards will choose this path, and they will all go down."

Harry was already a little confused, he really couldn't understand the meaning of "over there" and "go down" in Nick's mouth. But Tom had already roughly understood what Nick meant.

Nick said softly: "I'm afraid of death, so I ended up being this way, neither here nor there, and sometimes I think about whether it should be done or not, but I still can't get up the courage. Well, you two, I don't know the secret of death, but I'm sure the learned men in the Department of Mysteries are working on it."

Tom thanked Nick.

"There's nothing to thank you for, you guys will go through all this in the future." Nick bowed slightly towards them, his expression suddenly twisted He looked like he was tangled too.

"Are we a turn-based game, you just sing and I'll come on? Just say anything, I think we can talk about everything now." Tom couldn't help but complain.

"Turn-based...game?"

"This is not important."

"Well then, actually I want to ask the two of you. Tomorrow's Halloween is my 500th birthday. This request may be a bit excessive, and you may not be willing..."

"Attend your death party?"

"Ah, that's right!" Nick nodded excitedly, and then he said anxiously: "I chose a spacious basement classroom and invited friends from all over the country. If the two of you can participate, it will be me It is a great honor, the two friends will also be the most distinguished guests at the banquet - but I think you should want to participate in the school's Halloween dinner, right? After all, the world of the living and the dead is very clear..."

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