Chapter 759 I'm Just a Professor

When it comes to longevity, people will naturally think of Nicole Flamel, who lived to be 665 years old, after a world-renowned international alchemy competition.

Generally speaking, people who have lived such a long life should be more well-informed and memorized than other ordinary people.

Yes, when this theory is applied to that great alchemist, there should be no mistakes. But Maca knew another person—another person who lived long enough but didn't know enough about the world.

It was a little girl named Sarah who had spent nearly 500 years in a normal way.

Therefore, it may be inaccurate to say that the longer you live, the more you know. Because you, who have only been born for a few decades, may not really understand how those lives whose age is marked as hundred are spent.

Of course, to be precise, perhaps most of those people are not considered people anymore.

Maca is going to meet a person who is no longer a human being, and the time witnessed by this person seems to have been more than a thousand years...

Squeak—

When Maca pushed open the door of the staff lounge, he saw a white translucent phantom sitting leisurely on a chair, silently looking at the sky outside the window of the lounge.

Seeing this, Maca walked in immediately, and closed the door behind him.

Professor Binns, he said softly, taking two steps forward, good afternoon.

Ok?

Hearing Maca's greeting suddenly sounded, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts seemed to come back to his senses suddenly, and saw him turning his seemingly imaginary neck, looking slightly towards the door glance.

Maca couldn't be sure if he really saw him, because just looking at Professor Binns' eyes, he felt as if he was looking at the door behind Maca.

Oh, good afternoon... Professor Binns uttered a few words slowly, with a hint of old age in his tone, You are... Alfred?

No, no, no, I can't bear such a heavy name— Maca quickly waved his hands, I'm Maca McLean, a student you taught...Of course, it's also Hogwarts now. one of the professors.

Alfred is the only British monarch who has been awarded the title of Emperor. At least, Maca doesn't remember being a king before.

McLean... my student? Professor Binns blinked in confusion, and said slowly, I seem to have heard it somewhere...

yes?

While talking, Maca sat down on the chair beside her.

That would be an honor!

After a short pause, he continued: Professor Binns, I read in Hogwarts: A School History, that there is a Slytherin secret room in Hogwarts castle... … don’t know if that’s true or not?”

The Chamber of Secrets? The confusion on Binns' old face gradually faded away, but then sullenness replaced it, Although I haven't read the book you mentioned, I know that it must not be a qualified book. historical documents——history pays attention to multiple sources of evidence, but I haven’t seen any secret chambers from any materials…”

He was talking,

Suddenly he was taken aback.

Why do I feel... I seem to have talked about this issue with someone else?

This ghost professor is usually in a daze except for class, and has almost completely lost interest in other things. In a way, he has completely regarded himself as a machine for teaching the history of the wizarding world.

Therefore, he seems to have remained ignorant of the basilisk riot in the secret room until now.

Uh……

Maca was also taken aback, but he soon remembered that Hermione probably asked Binns once in the history of magic class in the second grade.

Anyway, do you think the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets doesn't exist?

It's not 'I think', said Professor Binns in his old, breathless voice, it's history, it's facts—a past accumulated from reliable historical data. Like a giant war, Although we haven't seen it with our own eyes, many records tell us that it is just a small page in the history of wizard wars!

At this point, Old Binns stroked his beard, cleared his throat and continued: Since the wizard council...

Wait, Professor Binns—

Seeing that the ghostly old man was about to start lecturing habitually again, Maca hurriedly interrupted him.

As much as he liked history, this was not the time to listen to him—Professor Binns was a ghost, so he didn't need to eat lunch, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to fill his stomach.

Professor, he immediately brought the topic back to the original place decisively, History is a subject that pays special attention to rigor, and I have understood this... Then, is the most rigorous way to verify a piece of history, is to personally experience?

Of course. Upon hearing this, Professor Binns nodded slightly.

Since this is the case, Maca said calmly, I think one of the descriptions in that book is still correct——Professor Binns, the person who applied to you at the beginning should be Salazar S. Mr. Lightling?

So, instead of believing in the accumulation of those historical materials? Shouldn't we consult you, who has experienced it first?

Since the founding of Hogwarts, almost all professors, including the position of principal, and even the courses themselves have changed many times. However, only the History of Magic class has had only one professor from beginning to end, and his name seems to be Bins Cuthbert.

It's just that this information is not really information that can be found, because even Hogwarts has not kept such a long-term professorship document.

Excluding the Hogwarts: A School History written like a fairy tale, Maca got this information by accident from other places!

Me? Personal experience?

Regarding Maca's direct teardown, Old Binns did not show any strangeness. His expression was still so dry, a little dazed and a little annoyed.

No, I haven't taught at Hogwarts for that long. Where did you hear this ridiculous rumor?

Where...? Maca said slowly, That's a little eagle turned from a bronze knocker.

While saying this, he also watched Binns very carefully. He wanted to know what kind of reaction the other party would have when they heard the bronze eagle.

But unfortunately, he still couldn't find anything wrong with Professor Binns' old white face, not even for a moment.

Eagle? Old Binns slowly shook his head, Could it be that you still want to say that Rowena Ravenclaw told you this himself?

Whether the bronze eagle's words are true or not, Maca can't really be sure. Therefore, when Binns categorically denied it without any flaws, he also could not confirm that what the other party said was wrong.

As the old Binns said before-history requires multiple evidences.

However, Maca is still unwilling to give up the temptation, because now the closest breakthrough to him is this Professor Binns who is in charge of the History of Magic class all the year round.

Right now, Maca's heart is somewhat complicated. After all, since he first entered Hogwarts, he has had a lot of admiration for this ghost professor who is teaching and educating people after his death.

If he could, he really didn't want to question the venerable old wizard so much.

Professor Binns, I understand... Maca nodded and regained his composure, Then, can you make up a little extra class for me?

I want to know, why did Slytherin leave Hogwarts in the first place?

After that, Old Binns told Maca about the history of the dispute between Slytherin and Gryffindor.

There were two quarrels, the first was about the admission of Muggle-born students - Gryffindor had spotted a brave student, but Slytherin disagreed on the grounds of blood.

Therefore, the sorting ceremony, which brought together the will and ideas of the four founders, was born after Gryffindor took off his hat.

The second quarrel was about the hiring of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

During the discussion about whether wizards who are good at dark arts should not be invited, Slytherin returned to the castle without looking back, and left silently after a while.

After listening to these, Maca hesitated again, and asked the last question that came to old Binns today:

Professor, he said rather casually, do you know...were there any terrible disasters and hidden dangers when the school was founded?

However, all he got was a dry reprimand from Professor Binns, reminding him not to mix certain myths and legends into history.

Sorry for the interruption today... Thank you for your patience. Maca stood up gently from the chair, Then, I'll be leaving now.

Old Binns, who was floating a few inches above the armchair, watched Maca turn and walk out of the lounge. He then turned his head again and scanned the empty room for a week.

Once upon a time, he seemed to have talked about the magnificent and colorful history of magic with four outstanding young wizards here, but now, he is the only person left...

It is said that the birth of a ghost is always inevitable with such a little bit of obsession, so is his obsession in this ordinary staff lounge?

After a long time, Binns drifted unsteadily to the window, staring intently at the lawn in front of the castle. There, little wizards were running briskly, running towards the gate of the auditorium.

I'm just a History of Magic professor, that's all, he murmured involuntarily.

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