Chapter 887: Old Bins gift

After all, Marka brought Hermione and Luna in.
Because when he saw Old Bins returning to the classroom through the door panel, he unconsciously reached out and twisted the door knob. But he didn't even expect ... the door was opened when this "click" was twisted!
Poor old Binz eats his own ghost loss, even if he wants to block Maca into the door. And perhaps because of this, he didn't stop, but just glared at him in a bad mood.
"Oh, I remember not only the last time I argued with Professor Bins, I have never seen him with such a full expression!"
Because Hermione muttered in surprise in the back, she finally got a look from Old Bins. Even if that look didn't match the "kindness and friendliness" often found in her elders, she looked rather happy.
"Sorry, Professor Bins--" Maca quickly apologized, "I didn't actually want to break in without your consent, just the door ... I thought it was locked."
宾 Old Bins's translucent white body floated lightly above the ground, and his expression returned to the carelessness of ordinary days. But after hearing Maca's words, he still shook his goatee slightly.
"It was just that I asked Milleva to come and take it with me," he said casually, "Well, now that you have come in, come here ..."
He said, Old Bins drifted smoothly to the middle of the classroom.
Maybe the attention was attracted by Professor Bins's rare expression just now. Hermione didn't realize until now that the desks in this classroom had been piled around, leaving a large area in the middle space.
Speaking, it seems that this magic history class has not changed for many years. Tables and chairs are placed where they should be. For dozens or even hundreds of years, the hard large slate floor has many depressions and wear marks.
细节 These details were not so noticeable in the past, but when the tables and chairs in the classroom were removed today, it was discovered that this seemingly inconspicuous classroom already has such amazing signs.
Maca, along with Hermione and Luna, followed Old Bins to the center, and they soon saw the only desk in the middle, and a large piece of black was covered on the table. Opaque flannel.
Looking at the outline of the cloth, there should be something on the next table.
"McLean, go over there and help me open all the closets."
In fact, it seems that there are not many people who can move Maca now, and Professor Bins is one of the few figures.
Maka heard that he walked towards the end of the classroom without hesitation—the cabinet door that could be easily opened with a wave of his hand, but he did not mean to use magic.
It can be seen that even if Old Bins did not disclose any facts about the contradiction of the founder of Hogwarts, it was a complete denial of any unknown disasters and hidden dangers in Hogwarts. But for this ghost professor who has stayed in the school since Hogwarts was founded, Maca still has great respect.
Suddenly, when he went to the back of the classroom to open the whole row of cabinets, he was suddenly surprised by what was stored in it.
I can see that the cabinets have many layers of partitions, and each layer is neatly arranged with many small bottles.
The specifications of those bottles are exactly the same, and the bottles are labeled with small yellow labels, and even the contents are similar-it is a white flocculent.
When I saw Maca here, I immediately understood that what was on the desk in the middle of the classroom was probably the meditation basin that had been stored in the principal's room.
As for the floc contained in the large number of small bottles in the cabinet, there should be different types of memories.
"Professor Bins ..." Marka froze, suddenly turning back and saying, "Is this ... are all your memories?"
"Well," Old Bins nodded casually. "But that's just some old things of little value ... Even if the memory is materialized, it will eventually dissipate. Besides, it will always be too subjective. And subjective things It is one-sided and can only be used as a historical reference ... "
Hermione's surprise soon attracted Hermione and Luna. They went to the back of the classroom and looked curiously into the cabinet.
Suddenly beside them, Maca suddenly reached out and took out one of the bottles, and carefully identified the label on it.
"Sure enough it was Bolbers ... this is the memory of Hogwarts' first professor of magic texts?" He was surprised, "Well ... 1051? The last giant hunt in history?"
"Yes, in December of that year, Bolbers went to Greece to search for local magicians, but was caught by the hunt ... he almost couldn't return at that time."
As far as the situation was concerned, Old Bins opened his mouth, showing that he knew everything about these stories. But like such a thrilling personal story, he hardly ever tells it in class.
Obviously, Old Bins' insistence on "historical facts" will never allow such extremely one-sided little stories to appear in the heads of students whose foundations have not yet been laid.
"... Since you chose that, then bring it! Help me lift this cloth away."
Marka returned to Old Bins, and greeted Hermione and Luna, who were still watching those tags, by the way. When he pulled open the black cloth on the table, a flowing silver light immediately rippled in the classroom.
Suddenly, even this classroom was a little more mysterious.
He didn't need Old Binsto to say, he pulled the stopper skillfully, and then poured the white floc inside the hazy meditation basin.
I waited until the floc turned quickly inside, and with the faint wave of magic that only Maca could sense, he seemed to smell a vicissitudes of nothingness.
I may be that the era of this memory is quite long, which makes him all have a little psychological illusion.
记住 "Remember, what you see here is a person's memory, and the memory is subjective. So, what you see in a while may be 'true', but that must not be called 'history'."
Old Bins emphasized it "strongly" again, and then waved his hand to signal Maca that they could do it themselves. Probably because Maca was very skilled, Old Bins even skipped the steps of explaining the use of meditation basins.
"Okay, we'll just watch it as a personal adventure ..."
Looking at the three people around the table in a circle around Maca, each of them put their faces into the meditation basin. Old Bins suddenly glanced into the cabinet behind with a complicated look.
In fact, these well-preserved memories are all in the personal collection of Old Bins. Even before he was invited by Gryffindor to join Hogwarts education, his collection amount was already amazing.
It can be said that some of these memory bottles were already invaluable at that time, especially several memory fragments about the ruins of ancient wizard civilization.
And his collection habit has actually continued to this day. Like Dumbledore's habit of organizing memories, he actually came from Old Bins.
However, for Old Bins himself, the value of these memories lies only in historical reference and research ... Of course, there may be some memories of the deceased's feelings, right?
"... How did Bolbers die?" He thought for a moment, then gave a rare smile, "Oh, I was choked to death by eating hazelnuts."
Uh ...
On the other side, while Old Bins was slowly immersed in the memories of the past, Maca they had already entered that ancient memory.
With the silver light flowing in the field of vision, a fat figure appeared suddenly, and then a large stream of streamers spread out and became the world in the memory.
It's a mountain path, and the fat wizard is walking slowly forward.
His steps are very small, his head is always lowered, and he was staring at the inscription Tuo Ben along the way. When Maca noticed, he immediately went up and took a look-it should belong to a branch of ancient Greek variants.
Hermione looked a little hesitant next to Maca.
"Maca, is this ... in the memory of the" Boerbers "you just said?" She looked carefully at the fat wizard, "he ... can't see us?"
"Yes," Maca, who was next to the fat wizard, replied, "We are just 'spectators' here, we can't interfere with anything-remember the original audiovisual performance of Lockhart? That's the thing ... "
一边 As he said, he raised his hand and waved at the fat wizard, his arm completely penetrated the past ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Well, let us all become Professor Bins! And it's the kind that others can't see. "
哦 "Oh, this sounds very interesting!" Luna said coldly.
Her heart is more than Hermione. Seeing Maca's arms draping over the fat wizard, she immediately went over and put her hand in the other's head, and then even pushed her head into the other's body.
After a short while, she finally slowed down by two steps, then raised her head and whispered in a nonchalant way:
"Maca, Hermione, I have to tell you-the human body is black and you can't see anything!"
Marka and Hermione couldn't help looking at each other, and they couldn't help laughing. But Luna still ripped Maca's sleeves seriously, saying stubbornly: "I'm telling the truth! Don't believe you to see it for yourself!"
But when the three of them followed the fat wizard Bolbers talking and laughing, and gradually approached a village, several sharp arrows drew an arc from the air and fell towards them.
"咄咄-咄."
Twenty-three arrows plunged into the dirt road in front of the fat wizard, entering the ground quite deeply. Looking at the quivering of the arrow tail again, it was obvious that its strength was quite amazing.
"what happened?"
Https: //
Genius address :. Mobile website reading URL: