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Chapter 559

The bell rang, and this extremely depressing Defense Against the Dark Arts class was finally over. The content of the Cruciatus Curse itself was already very depressing, and coupled with Professor Snape's ever-changing gloomy face, this resulted in

Almost every student in his class quickly walked out of the underground classroom door with a depressed look on his face, as if there were a large group of snails in the classroom.

"Snape is right, isn't he?" Ron complained to Lavender who ran to him after class. At this time, they were trying to take a somewhat remote road back to the dormitory, because this road would pass through a section of the road.

The corridor where you can bask in the sun can breathe fresh air. "I don't know if there is any point in taking the exam, because until now I still can't learn to apparate. It feels like it is a waste of time and money to go there."

"No, dear, you are just a little too nervous. Everyone knows that Snape has a serious prejudice against us Gryffindor students. You really don't need to pay so much attention to what he says."

Wende kissed Ron on the cheek and said, "As for now, I think you should participate in the special training in Hogsmeade. That would be more interesting than appearing in a stupid wooden circle. Even after trying it,

If not, you can also postpone the exam and take the exam with me in a few months."

"Oh, wonderful love." At this time, a ghost slowly emerged from the wall. After the ghost emerged from the wall, she shouted in a sharp female voice. "It's a pity that I am dead now.

I can no longer feel this sweet love."

"Myrtle?" Ryan recognized the ghost girl in front of him. He waved hello and asked: "I brought back some small gifts for you when I went to China during the summer vacation. I asked Nick to bring them to me when I returned to school.

These gifts are distributed to you, have you received the gift I gave you?"

"I got it." Myrtle nodded. "The food and useful food specially prepared for ghosts in China are really great, but I still hope you will come and see me."

"Sorry, I'm very busy recently." Ryan said with some embarrassment. He was really busy recently, so much so that he could only talk to a few familiar ghosts every week, like Myrtle, who lives in Ryan.

It’s true that Ryan hasn’t seen the ghost of the place he doesn’t go to for a long time.

"Of course I know you are very busy. Even though I am a ghost, I also know that it is very chaotic outside. Maybe some new people will join our ranks soon. In this case, everyone is very busy." Myrtle was a little helpless.

He took off his thick glasses and wiped them. "So now there are fewer and fewer people willing to talk to me after this period. No one is willing to spend a little time paying attention to me, a poor ghost-"

"By the way, what are you doing out here now? I always thought you would only stay in that bathroom." Ryan quickly interrupted Myrtle's chatter. He knew that these idle ghosts might spend a lot of time once they wanted to say something.

If you don't want to waste time on one thing for an hour, you have to interrupt them slightly rudely and ask for what you want.

"Well - wait for someone." Myrtle held her cheeks with both hands and spun around in mid-air, then floated to where she was face to face with Ryan and said. "I met a boy who loved crying a while ago. I thought he liked

I."

At this point, Myrtle's tone turned sad and said, "He is a little lonely and likes to avoid other people. So I thought maybe after you leave, he will come back... We have a lot in common... I

I believe he felt it..."

After saying this, Myrtle floated up a little and looked at the corner of the corridor, looking over there expectantly.

"You said you have a lot in common, do you mean he is also in the water pipe?" The originally beautiful artistic conception was immediately completely ruined by another voice. The only person who can say such things at this time is that he is always talking.

Ron through the brain.

"No," Myrtle protested a little angrily after the pink bubble-filled atmosphere of love was interrupted, her voice echoing in the deserted corridor, "I mean he is very sensitive.

He was also bullied and felt lonely with no one to talk to. He was not afraid to show his feelings and cried whenever he wanted!"

"Crying?" After hearing what Myrtle emphasized just now, Ryan nodded thoughtfully. "It seems that each ghost has a different anchor point in the world. For example, Weeping Myrtle is crying.

, and Barrow should be regretful for killing Helena. This should be the real reason why Snape just said in class that ghosts are the marks left by departed souls in the world. Only certain emotions reach a certain level.

Only wizard No. 4 can become a ghost. And ordinary wizards cannot leave such an obvious mark on the human world, so naturally they cannot stay in the human world."

Just when Ryan started to think about these questions, Harry curiously asked his own question. "Has a boy cried here? Is it a boy from the lower grades?"

"None of your business!" Myrtle said, raising her chin slightly, her eyes staring at Ron, who was already grinning. "I promised not to tell anyone, and I will bring his secret into the house."

——”

"——It's not a grave, is it?" Ron smiled, "Maybe it's the sewer..."

This sentence made Myrtle angry. She let out an angry howl and passed through Ron's body before disappearing into the wall.

"Ah, it's so cold." Ron's body trembled. "I just said one thing, how could she do this to me?"

"Okay, Ron. Originally, we might be able to ask an interesting thing. You know, there are many girls who secretly hide in the toilet and cry, but there are still very few boys who do this." Ryan shrugged helplessly.

He shrugged. "But now that you've come this way, we can't figure anything out."

"Okay, this is indeed my mistake." Ron also knew that the words he just said when he was frustrated were a bit excessive, but after venting these words, his mood became much better.

After throwing the schoolbag directly back on his shoulders, Ron said to Ryan and the others: "I want to participate in the special training in Hogsmeade, and then decide whether to take the exam or not."

"That's right." Ryan nodded. "How do you know you can't succeed if you don't try?"

"Okay, Ryan, every time you persuade me, I always feel like you sound like a middle-aged man." Harry said from the side. "Every time, I feel like a younger version of Professor McGonagall is nagging.

"

At the weekend, Ryan sent Hermione to the gate of the castle. Seeing her and a group of sixth-grade students who would turn seventeen in two weeks heading to Hogsmeade for pre-exam training under the protection of several Aurors, Ryan felt filled with joy.

I'm envious. Because today's weather is particularly good and spring is coming. It's a rare sunny day that I've seen for a long time. It would be a great thing to go out for a walk in this kind of weather.

After returning to the common room and answering several of Neville's homework questions, Ryan left the common room and headed to the edge of the Black Lake. On the way, he saw Luna using the Black Lake as a target to test the method that Ryan taught in the book meeting.

A few magic tricks.

"Good morning, Luna." Seeing Luna turning her head after hearing his footsteps, Ryan quickly raised his hand to say hello.

"Good morning, Ryan." Luna greeted Ryan with her unique erratic voice, "Can you tell me why these spell-casting materials enhance the power of magic-"

Ryan spent the next morning answering Luna's questions about the book club. After Ryan answered all the questions he had accumulated, he asked her curiously why she didn't ask questions freely in the usual book club.

time to ask these questions.

Luna looked at Ryan with her protruding eyes and said, "I am the only one who wants to know the answers to these questions of mine. You are my friend, and I can't let you delay my explanation to everyone by answering my questions.

Dissatisfied with you."

This answer surprised Ryan a little. It seems that Luna is not the kind of person who doesn't understand the world. It's just that she has always been immersed in her own world and doesn't pay much attention to that.

However, after answering the questions, it was getting late. Ryan quickly said goodbye to Luna who continued to practice on the edge of the black lake, then turned around and ran towards the castle. Because it was almost time to eat, Hermione and the others were going to Huo

The students of Germod's practice should also finish their practice and return to the castle at this time.


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