Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

If you want to talk about longevity, after going through a world-renowned international alchemy competition, people will naturally think of Nico Lemay, who is 665 years old.

Generally speaking, people who have spent such a long life should be more knowledgeable and well-reported than other ordinary people.

Yes, when this theory is applied to that great alchemist, there should be nothing wrong.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 idly.

Therefore, "the longer you live, the more you know", this statement is probably inaccurate.Because you have only been born for a few decades now, you may not really understand how those lives with an age of "hundreds" are spent.

Of course, to be precise, most of those people may not be considered a "person" anymore.

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

"Squeaky-"

When Maca opened the door of the faculty lounge, he saw a white translucent phantom sitting on a back chair, silently looking at the sky outside the lounge window.

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

"Professor Bins," he said softly, taking two steps forward, "Good afternoon."

"Ok?"

Hearing Maca’s hello suddenly sounded, the only ghost professor at Hogwarts seemed to have recovered, and saw him turning his imaginary and tangible neck, looking at the door slightly. At a glance.

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

"Oh, good afternoon..." Professor Bins spit out a few words slowly, with a very old tone in his tone, "Are you... Alfred?"

"No, no, no, I can't afford such a heavy name--" Maca waved his hand hurriedly, "I am Maca McLean, a student you taught...Of course, I am also Hogwarts now. A professor of

Alfred is the only monarch in Britain who has been awarded the title of "Great Emperor". At least, Maca can't remember that he was a king before.

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

"is it?"

While speaking, Maca sat down on the chair beside him.

"That's an honor!"

After a short pause, he continued: "Professor Bins, I read in "A History of Hogwarts" that there is a Slytherin secret room in Hogwarts Castle... …I wonder if this is true?"

"The secret room?" Bins's old face gradually disappeared, but then it was replaced with a sullen anger. "Although I haven't read the book you said, I know that it must not be a qualified one. Historical documents-history is highly corroborative, but I have not seen any secret rooms from any materials..."

As he was talking, he was startled suddenly.

"How do I feel... I seem to have talked about this issue with anyone else?"

This ghost professor was in a daze except for class, and almost completely lost interest in other things.To some extent, he has completely regarded himself as a machine that teaches the history of the magical world.

Therefore, he seems to be ignorant of the riot of the basilisk in the back room.

"Uh……"

Maca also froze for a moment, but soon he remembered that when she was in the second grade, Hermione probably asked Bince once in the history of magic class.

"Anyway, do you think the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets does not exist?"

"It's not'I think'," Professor Bins said in his old and panting voice. "This is history, it's a fact - it's a past accumulated from reliable historical data. It's 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 Wizarding War!"

At this point, Old Bins stroked his beard, cleared his throat, and said, "Since the Wizarding Council..."

"Wait, Professor Bins—"

Seeing that this ghostly old man was about to start lectures habitually, Maca quickly interrupted him.

Although he likes history very much, this is not the time to listen to him talk about it-Professor Binns is a ghost, so he doesn't need to eat lunch, but he doesn't want to miss the opportunity to fill his stomach.

"Professor," he then decisively brought the topic back to the original place, "History is a discipline that pays extra attention to rigor. I already understand that... Then, is the most rigorous way of verifying a piece of history personally? Experience?"

"Of course." Professor Bins heard the words and nodded slightly.

"Since this is the case," Maca said calmly, "I think there is a description in that book that is correct-Professor Bins, the person who requested you at the beginning should be Salazar Si Mr. Lettering?"

"So, instead of believing in the accumulation of historical data? Should we first consult with you, a person who has experienced it?"

Since the founding of Hogwarts, almost all professors and even the courses themselves have changed many times, including the position of the principal.However, there was only one professor from the beginning to the end of the history of magic, and his name seemed to be "Bins Cuthbert".

However, this information is not tangible intelligence that can be found, because even Hogwarts has not kept such a long-term professorship document.

Excluding the "Hogwarts: A History of School" which was written like a fairy tale, Maca obtained this information by accident from somewhere else!

"Me? A personal experience?"

For Maca's direct "dismantling", the old Bins did not show any strangeness.His expression was still so dry, a little dazed, and a little angry.

"No, my teaching time at Hogwarts is not that long. Where did you hear the ridiculous rumors?"

"Where...?" Maca slowly said, "That's a small eagle turned into a bronze knocker."

When he said this, he watched Binns' expression very carefully.He wanted to know how the other party would react when they heard the bronze kitty.

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

"Eagle?" Old Bins shook his head slowly, "Is it possible that you still want to say that Rowena Ravenclaw told you this personally?"

Maca couldn't really be sure whether Bronze Kitty's words were true.Therefore, when Binns resolutely denied without flaws, he also could not confirm that what the other party said was wrong.

As the old Bins said before—history needs multiple corroborations.

However, Maca is still unwilling to give up the temptation, because now the closest breakthrough is the Professor Bins who has been in charge of the history of magic all the year round.

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

If he could, he actually didn't want to question this respectable old wizard so much.

"Professor Bins, I understand..." Maca nodded, reorganizing his mind, "Then, can you make up a lesson for me?"

"I want to know why Slytherin left Hogwarts?"

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

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

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

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

While discussing whether wizards who were good at black magic should not be invited, Slytherin returned to the castle without looking back, and left silently after a while.

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

"Professor," he said casually, "you know... at the beginning of the school, were there any terrible disasters and hidden dangers?"

However, all he got was Professor Bins's dry rebuke, reminding him not to mix certain myths and legends into history.

"Sorry, I have disturbed you today...Thank you for your patient answers." Maca lightly stood up from the chair, "Then, I will go now."

The old Bins, who was floating a few inches above the back chair, 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 history of magic with four outstanding young wizards here, but now, he is the only "person" left...

It is said that the birth of the ghost is always inevitable with such a little obsession, then his obsession, is it in this ordinary faculty lounge?

After a long time, Bins drifted to the window and looked at the lawn in front of the castle.There, the little wizards ran briskly, rushing towards the gate of the auditorium.

"I'm just a professor of history of magic, nothing more." He murmured unconsciously.

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