Latest website: Lynn wanted to take this opportunity to learn about ghosts, but he didn't expect to have a chance to get such a big secret.

He looked at the fat monk expectantly: "Then what kind of magic is this?"

The fat monk said solemnly: "This magic is..."

Suddenly, he seemed to come back to his senses and blinked at Lynn, "I can't tell you this. No matter what, this is not something you a little wizard should know."

Linn suddenly felt as uncomfortable as seeing an unscrupulous author out of context, he asked sideways.

"Then why, fat monk, why don't you use this magic to resurrect yourself?"

"Why should I be resurrected?" The fat monk said, "When a ghost is just convenient for me to study the world of the dead, who should I go to after alive? Besides, resurrection is not without cost..." He said in the last sentence. The words were spoken in a very small voice, almost whispering, but they were still heard by Lynn.

"All right, little wizard of Slytherin, I've been talking to you long enough tonight. Nick seems a little sad. I'm going to comfort him."

In the middle of the classroom, the twelve headless horsemen who came suddenly attracted the attention of all the ghosts present. Nick wanted to give a speech on the high platform, but no one paid attention to him.

After the fat monk left, Hermione and the others also found Lynn.

"Let's leave here quickly. It's too cold. I suspect that I will stay a while. I will drink Madam Pomfrey's potion tomorrow." Ron mumbled.

"I will apologize to Nick next time and leave without saying goodbye. I really can't stand it now." Harry said the same.

Because the sound of Dadao rubbing against a blackboard with his fingernails sounded again at this time, the big ghosts and little ghosts in the classroom reentered the dance floor and began their dance.

Hermione leaned in front of Lynn: "Did you finish everything you want to do?"

Lynn looked depressed. He didn't hide it in front of Hermione. He seemed to be in a bad mood: "It's better not to ask. This kind of half-and-half words makes me very unhappy."

"I just saw you chatting with the fat monk? He should be a good ghost?"

"It's a very friendly ghost, and I have really gained something from this trip. I am a little greedy. By the way, thank you for inviting me to come with Hermione."

Hermione twisted and said, "What can you thank me for."

"Ah...I don't want to thank you, am I still scolding you for failing?"

"..."

Don't be angry, don't be angry, get used to it, are used to it.

Lynn and Harry separated after they left the underground classroom together.

The three of them planned to go to the auditorium to see if there was anything left to eat, while Lynn said that he was not hungry and planned to go directly to the Slytherin bedroom.

Lynn walked in the direction of the Slytherin common room, then turned back to Lockhart at a corner, and then turned and walked towards his office.

His gains from this trip are actually not small. Whether it is the experience of the fat monk or his views on the dead and ghosts, Lynn feels that it is very valuable.

As for the fat monk's unwillingness to tell him the magic that can revive ghosts, Lynn is also very interested.

As everyone knows, the fat monk is an honest person, and Lynn likes to play with honest people the most. He plans to have more contact with him in the future, maybe he can ask what this magic is from his mouth.

Even if this thing is useless to him now, it won't be necessarily in the future.

The office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom is on the fifth floor. Just as Lynn walked to the third floor, he was taken aback, and the pupils in his eyes shrank slightly!

......

On the other side, Harry and the others walked in the direction of the auditorium after they separated from Lynn.

"I swear that I will never attend any ghost death dinners again. This is simply a torture for us."

"But Lynn seemed very happy to be there. If we didn't pull him away at the end, maybe he would stay there until the end."

Hermione folded her arms across her chest and said triumphantly: "Of course Lynn is different from you. If you are like him, then I don't need to bother as much."

Harry and Ron looked speechless, wondering what she was proud of.

"and many more!"

Just when they were about to walk to the door of the auditorium, Harry suddenly shouted nervously.

Both Hermione and Ron stopped, they looked at Harry with a puzzled look: "What's the matter?"

"You...do you hear any strange noises?" Harry swallowed and said nervously, "It's saying, who is it going to kill!"

Hermione and Ron looked around with some horror, holding their breath, and listening carefully.

But there was no sound from this side of the corridor except the laughter from the other side of the auditorium.

"Harry, we didn't hear..."

"Here!" Before Hermione had finished speaking, Harry interrupted her and led them up the stairs.

He touched the cold stone wall, and the intermittent sound in his ear became more and more subtle. He climbed up the stairs, constantly wondering what the sound was.

The sound of the disappearing voice keeps going up, so is it a ghost?

Harry kept coming to the third floor. They wandered back and forth on the third floor several times. Ron and Hermione followed behind breathlessly. The three of them kept running, and finally turned around a corner and came to the last empty aisle.

"Harry, what the **** is going on?" Ron said, wiping the sweat from his face. "I can't hear anything..."

Hermione gasped suddenly and pointed down the corridor.

"Look!"

There was something shining on the wall in front of them. They approached slowly, squinting in the darkness to make a careful identification. Between the two windows, on the wall one foot high from the ground, some writing was smeared, shimmering under the reflection of the burning torch.

Two people are standing beside that wall~lightnovelpub.net~ To be precise, there is one lying on the ground, and one person is standing beside that person.

Harry and the others came closer, and they saw who was standing there, their professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts-Professor Lockhart.

Although the people lying on the ground are a little strange, they also know each other.

Justin Finley, Hufflepuff’s second-year student.

At this moment Finley was lying on the ground silently, his eyes wide open, his eyes were full of horror, his body was stiff as if he was dead!

The three Harry watched this scene in shock.

"Professor Lockhart, what's this..." Before Hermione's question was finished, Harry grabbed her, pursing his pale lips, motioning Hermione to look at the wall.

[The secret room is opened. 】

[Those who are enemies of the heirs, beware! 】