As a ghost, Myrtle's life has not been so lively for a long time.

In addition to the daily screaming and crying, she also tried dancing in the women's toilet today, was called by two boys, and even met an "old friend".

Myrtle wanted to see Hong Bei, but not when she had completely destroyed the women's toilet and was most lonely.

I didn't want to meet a radiant, young and beautiful Hong Bae, who was even wearing a wedding dress.

"Are you serious? Professor Snape?" Professor McGonagall frowned strategically, and McGonagall shuddered at the possibility Snape suggested.

"As long as there are no leeches in my ears," Snape paused, "it's not hard to hear that I'm being sarcastic."

"Of course, that's your specialty..." Professor McGonagall coughed, looking at Anna, who looked pitiful and actually "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water", "Then who can explain—"

"Why is this "bride" at Hogwarts?"

"Don't say she escaped from marriage and entered the Forbidden Forest by mistake..." Professor Snape said in a hoarse voice, "and was picked up by you little dwarves."

"Of course not, we..." Fred tried to say something.

"And don't say you went to great lengths to save this lady and bring her here," Snape paused and added, "Typical Gryffindor excuses."

The twins swallowed at the same time, dear.

Belinda persuaded when she saw Professor McGonagall, and stood to the side to reduce her presence.

"Two professors, I'm Oliver Hongbei, I'm here..." Hongbei hoped to be able to explain why he appeared here.

"Ms. Humbe," Snape interrupted her with a frown as he looked into Humbe's eyes, "the... little-known potions master?"

"Yes, Professor Snape."

Anna pondered and said, "Ms. Hong Bei...is here to apply for a professorship..."

"?" The twins and Belinda had question marks on their faces, right?

Professor McGonagall's face was serious, she coughed, "I haven't heard the news, Ms. Hong Bei, is it true?"

Humbe was silent for a while, which was a good idea. Staying at Hogwarts could at least guarantee safety and make Myrtle less lonely...

"Yes, I'm here to apply, Professor Potions," Hong Bei nodded. "I came in from Hogsmeade Village. These kids are just helping me lead the way."

Professor McGonagall thought she came in through the door that Filch was guarding, and didn't ask too many questions in this regard.

But she had other confusions.

"Excuse me, Ms. Hong Bei, although everyone has the freedom to dress, why did you choose to apply for a job in a wedding dress?" Professor McGonagall frowned.

"That's because her fiance cheated on a maid. She didn't know the details until the day of the wedding, so she ran away from the marriage angrily, trying to devote herself to education to start a new chapter in her life!" Anna made up a **** reason.

"Hahaha! I knew it! She wore a wedding dress is not the reason you said before-" It seems that the reason made up is closer to people's hearts, and Myrtle in the sky obviously believes this statement.

She laughed inappropriately and floated to Hong Bei's side, "Oliver Hong Bei, hahaha, what a bad luck--the fiancé cheated? Very well--"

"Then I will reluctantly approve you to join my... um...\'Poor Woman\' club," Myrtle temporarily came up with a name for the organization.

"And \'Headless Hunters\' is a nature," she nodded, adding to herself.

"My pleasure," Ms. Hongbei smiled brightly, agreeing to join the 'Poor Women' club, but she doesn't look pitiful at all now.

"Then Ms. Hongbei," Professor McGonagall shook his robe, "please come with me, although few people apply for the position of potions professor, and we do have some vacancies - but we still need to meet certain standards. Testing is what makes a Hogwarts professor..."

"And you look so young..." Professor McGonagall smiled and looked at the 'young' Ms. Hong Bei.

Anna scratched her chin and suddenly remembered something, if Myrtle was from Voldemort's era... Hong Bei and Myrtle were classmates... How old is Mrs. Humbe?

The age of the witch, the unsolved mystery of the world.

Fortunately, this puzzle will soon be solved, "Professor McGonagall, I have to correct one thing," Hong Bei smiled.

"I'm fifty-eight years old, and I'm not as young as you think."

The seriousness on Professor McGonagall's face, who was older than me and had many wrinkles on his face, collapsed, showing a shocked expression.

Although the average person in the magic world lives to one hundred and one, fifty-eight is a mature woman with rich experience.

She has learned potions well, and it looks like she won't grow old. For the first time, Anna has a very strong desire to learn and want to study potions carefully.

Fred frowned, and suddenly thought of poor Ichiro who was stunned by Anna, um... He shook his head and found that George shook his head too. The two looked at each other with weird expressions at the same time.

Belinda quickly accepted this setting, she was very excited, "Ms. Hong Bei, is it the effect of your beauty potion?"

"Yes," Hong Bei nodded, I wanted to keep my appearance the way Myrtle looked when she last saw me, so that she wouldn't feel strange when she saw me again.

"I can brew this kind of fresh-keeping medicine for you~lightnovelpub.net~ She lowered her voice, "As a thank you gift. "

"Thank you so much!" Belinda felt that today was really her lucky day.

"Then," Snape's hoarse voice sounded again, "Professor McGonagall, it seems that there is no teddy bear wearing a wedding dress here - there is a 'young' runaway bride who came to rob me of my job."

"But that's fine, maybe my wish to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will soon be fulfilled," Snape gave an unprecedented smile, "Welcome in advance, \'young\' new colleague."

[Teaching Dream Team: Finding Five Suitable Professors for Hogwarts, Mission Progress (1/5)]

Professor McGonagall snorted imitating Snape, and did not pursue the teddy bear matter. She glanced at Anna and left with Mrs. Humbe.

A few people left the women's toilet, when Anna suddenly thought of something, and called out to Professor Snape under the surprised eyes of all the friends, "Professor Snape... I want to ask a question!"

Snape stared at Anna with empty eyes, raised his head slightly, and motioned her to speak.

Snape's 'don't talk nonsense' aura made Anna feel that it was a wrong decision to speak, "Uh... You and Myrtle... know each other a long time ago, right?"

Snape didn't answer, looking at Anna's green eyes, but Anna didn't look at him, "Myrtle wants to know if you...as her friend..."

Belinda watched the atmosphere and did not dare to breathe, and the twins looked at Snape the black bat with piercing eyes.

Myrtle sneaked her head out of the corner.

The atmosphere was inexplicably embarrassing. After a while, just when Anna wanted to make a fool of herself, Professor Snape spoke up—

"What? Is she going to invite me to join the 'Poor Woman' club too?"