The newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the handsome guy, Jacob Kowalski, is a little uncomfortable with school life.

He found that Hogwarts was very different from his alma mater, Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. First of all, there were no Cokes, no hamburgers, and no pizza for three meals...

Well, do as the locals do, that's fine, it's not something that makes people feel uncomfortable.

But in the middle of the night, the sound of a girl crying faintly from the toilet at the end of the corridor is a bit too much!

Jacob tried to knock on the door, but as soon as he approached the door of the toilet, the crying disappeared. He suddenly felt a chill in his ear, and when he turned his head, he saw nothing.

Maybe it's a disturbing ghost... Even if I know that ghosts live in Hogwarts, I still feel very uncomfortable!

Not to mention last night, while the crying stopped for a while, I finally fell asleep, and was awakened by the sound of the castle administrator Filch chasing the night-walking students...

Jacob, wearing a beige suit, was paralyzed on the bed in the dormitory dedicated to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor on the third floor. He had just finished lunch in the office, and now he wanted to take advantage of the lunch break to catch up.

Unfortunately, it backfired.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" The girl's sobbing voice sounded again, this time followed by another sharp male voice that sounded a little funny, "Myrtle is stupid, she can't escape from being trapped in the toilet..."

"Shut up! Shut up Peeves! Go away!" Myrtle floated away covering her ears, and Peeves chased after her, "Crybaby, Myrtle, ugly and dirty !"

"Huh," Myrtle went back to the girls' bathroom through the wall, but Peeves couldn't get in, so she said a few words outside, and ran to provoke other little wizards passing by.

It should be fine now, right? Jacob thought, closing his eyes, he was so tired, he didn't want to worry about these things anymore, he just wanted to take a nap while taking advantage of the little rest time.

"Woo woo woo..." The cry sounded again.

"Merlin's sleeping pills! What's going on!?" Jacob complained, and stood up from the bed. He rushed out of the bedroom and crossed the small sofa in the office with a hurdle movement.

"Squeak," he slammed open the wooden door and looked at the frightened girl.

\'Fuck! \'Ana, who carefully observed the paintings on the wall, was frightened by the sudden opening of the door and almost fell on the ground.

"Uh! Hello, Professor, Professor Kowalski?" Anna calmed down and looked at the strange professor in front of her, young, handsome, and probably the new professor, "I'm Anna Lawrence, a Slytherin. "

Anna wanted to behave normally and find a reason to explain why she appeared in this corridor with no classrooms at noon.

Anna… Anna Lawrence? Wait...the expression on Jacob's face starts to change, he still remembers the three masked kids he met in Knockturn Alley...

One was thinking about buying a bunch of dung eggs after robbing Gringotts... One was thinking about how to go to the zoo in the past life... Another was compiling praise songs in his head, sings praises to a girl named Anna Lawrence!

"Yes, hello Miss Lawrence, nice to meet you, what are you doing here?" Jacob was a little excited, could it be that Anna Lawrence? She might have something to do with the three kids who robbed Gringotts!

"Here... take a walk here to digest..." Anna regretted it as soon as she whispered it out. A Slytherin, take a walk after dinner? No matter how sneaky you are, you might as well say that you are here to go to the toilet!

"I suggest it's best not to use the toilet on this floor," Jacob frowned. "I always hear crying, and I think there should be something in the toilet... er... like a ghost or something."

[There used to be a girl: There used to be a girl, she had some temper, and she also had some loneliness. Have you ever seen Hogwarts at four in the morning? Myrtle has seen. Do you know the password for the prefect's bathroom? Myrtle knew. There is always someone helping the little wizard find the glasses hidden by Peeves, do you know who those are? From the cramped toilet cubicle, sobbing in the dead of night, as the youngest ghost at Hogwarts to die, Myrtle had something to say. Condition: Complete Myrtle's Wish (0/3); Quest Reward: Memory +150, Unknown]

Did I just say come to the toilet? Anna is confused, is it possible that this professor will also \'Dementor\'? But I didn't look him in the eyes just now, "Okay professor, I'll go upstairs, then see you in class."

Anna hurriedly left in the direction of the stairs, "Brown hair, green eyes, can both kill bears and train dragons?" A small boy with an orange hat full of bells floated in the air.

He doesn't look like a human, and it's a little scary. This is the first time Anna has faced such a supernatural creature. "Actually, I'm pretty good at fighting demons and exorcising them," Anna said silently in her head, "Leave the monsters and monsters, leave the monsters and monsters quickly." …\'

"Hahahaha I'm not a demon, nor a demon, others call me the greatest Peeves," the little boy circled in the air and let out a piercing laugh, "I know you, grumpy iron-armed Anna, I heard about you from a certain pair of twins — sneaking up to Hogwarts before school and nearly getting caught by Filch —"

"I took Mrs. Norris to the showroom! I didn't expect it!" Peeves circled around Anna, the bell on his hat jingled, "I've done more things!"

"The Golden Snitch that can't be opened is exaggerated into a legend! Those stupid little wizards really believe it!"

Peeves stared at Anna with a look of anticipation, "One of the happiest things I did during that time was letting Professor Goblin step on that smooth floor tile - the twins said the floor tile is your masterpiece...and Diagon Alley. …”

He paused for a second, "The biggest prank in 1989 - I heard it was yours!"

"Uh...Wait," Ana saw the change in Peeves' expression and noticed something was wrong.

"You have to help me smooth the corridors on the fourth floor!" Peeves let out a sharp laugh, "Or I'll tell everyone that you set off the fireworks!"

[Humorous and malicious: When did Peeves begin to exist? It exists alongside Hogwarts Castle, and unlike other ghosts, it represents part of the will of the castle. Let the music play, what's the point of life if there's no passion all along? mischief? mischief! Peeves is here! The little wizard should also use his rusty brain and think about how to deal with it! Condition: Cooperate with Peeves to complete three pranks (0/3); quest reward: Reaction +150, unknown]

Outrageous, threaten me? "Oh, no one will believe your Peeves," Anna smiled. "Everyone hates you in this castle, doesn't it?"

"Peeves is a nuisance—everyone wants to kick you out."

"That's them... You are so stupid!" The smile on Peeves' face collapsed, looking a little angry, "Hyarch! I'm going to pull your hair!" He flew towards Anna.

"Crack," with the super high reaction power, Anna stretched out her hand and threw a dung ball at Peeves~lightnovelpub.net~ just hit his entity.

"You—" Peeves, as a prankster, has not been pranked for a long time, and he is a little sluggish.

"I can help you smooth the floor on the fourth floor," Anna continued to smile, "but it's not because of your threat, we are fair, you have to help me with one thing."

"Is it a prank?"

"Yes, it's a prank," Anna nodded.

"Deal," Peeves, who was attacked by dung, looked a little embarrassed, approached Anna by shaking hands, and slammed into her robe.

A smell of dung eggs began to spread, Anna frowned, tsk, it seems that I have to choose a more elegant weapon in the future... Otherwise, it will damage the enemy by a thousand, and damage yourself by eight hundred.

"Hahahaha! Deal!" Peeves laughed again, confidence returned to his face, a new prank! Peeves has mastered the essence of human flesh and dung eggs. He rammed around, a little disgusting, but powerful.

He rushed to a group of little wizards downstairs, screaming, and the corridor was a mess, "Help! Who cast a floating spell on the dung eggs!?"

"The toilet exploded! The toilet exploded!"

Filch joined the battle after a while, wrinkling his nostrils with the paper, and holding a tattered net in his hand, "Peeves! Take your life! You can't escape this time—"

Peeves deliberately flew low, leaving traces of dung on the ground and walls, making Filch lose his mind, "Whoa, whoa-"

The portraits on the wall all ran, followed to watch the excitement, chattering like a vegetable market, and a picture of a symphony band began to improvise, adding background music to this \'disgusting\' chase. .

Jacob collapsed on the small sofa and opened his eyes wide. Well, he really can't sleep now.