[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

Summer vacations always fly by - for students and teachers alike.

When James sighed and prepared to start school, Shen Yanzhou also regrettably put away the drawing papers he had piled up into a hill to make room for a desk.

Seeing James' sad face, Shen Yanzhou couldn't help comforting him: "You will be able to see your friends after school starts, so why not be unhappy."

James was really excited when he heard that.He and Sirius are really good friends. They went out to play many times throughout the summer vacation, and made a mess every time they came back.

"Okay, put on your luggage and go back to your room in Gryffindor." Shen Yanzhou stroked James' messy hair, sent him back to the Gryffindor common room, and then returned to his room. own office.

He opened the door of the office, stood there for a while, then walked in slowly, and closed the door.

His eyes searched carefully in his office, and then entered his bedroom, and it took a long time before he came out.

The feeling of being under surveillance lasted for a whole summer vacation, but as long as he left his room, this feeling would disappear. Shen Yanzhou had been trying to find out the source of this feeling, but found nothing, and because of James, no A wide-ranging search.

Before the official start of school, he made up his mind to find out the position of the monitor.

There are too many strange things in the magic world, and there are some magic props with surveillance functions.Shen Yanzhou started to check the new equipment he bought recently, and after testing them one by one, he found nothing unusual.

Shen Yanzhou, who couldn't find any problems, felt strange, so he asked Lao Deng to check all the things he bought recently, and Lao Deng said that he didn't find any problems.

"But I always feel that someone is watching me." Shen Yanzhou frowned and said.

"Ah, I thought you've always felt this way... After all, you are really eye-catching." Old Deng said half-jokingly. "Relax, how about some cockroach piles?"

After rejecting Lao Deng indifferently, Shen Yanzhou returned to his office and collapsed in the easy chair, feeling dizzy.His health is getting worse and worse, even carrying a package to and from the principal's office can exhaust his energy.

Halfway through sighing, he had already fallen into a deep sleep.

A while after he fell asleep, the diary on the bookshelf suddenly moved, and then fell to the ground with a very light crash.The pages of the book were flipped open, and a thick black mist diffused from the pages, and finally condensed into an extremely handsome young man. His skin was pale, but for no reason he gave off a feeling that was darker than the black mist. His eyes were deep and air-conditioned. dense.

He walked to the mirror, looked at his face, and smiled.

It's really interesting that the appearance has returned.

He turned his head to look at Shen Yanzhou who was sleeping deeply in the easy chair, walked to his side, his eyes wandered on his pale face and fragile throat.In the end, he stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the sleeper's throat, slowly tightening it, his eyes bottomless.

Shen Yanzhou, who was short of breath due to a blocked trachea, had a blush caused by lack of oxygen on his face, his brows tightened, his chest heaved violently, and there was a trace of pain between his brows and eyes.

Voldemort looked at him calmly, and finally let go, watching the blush fade from his face, watching his breathing gradually calm down.

Not yet, he told himself.

He turned and walked to the locker, reached for a bottle of potion, uncapped it, put it under his nose and smelled it.It is a potion that heals the damaged soul, and to some extent it is exactly the potion he needs, but why would Shen Yanzhou be equipped with this potion?Not just one bottle.

Voldemort smiled and poured the potion into his mouth.This can speed up his recovery, and he doesn't intend to be polite to Shen Yanzhou.

The potion was bitter, but Voldemort didn't care about it, he just threw the potion bottle into the trash can.After doing all this, he walked to the diary, turned into a black mist and returned to the book.

……

After Shen Yanzhou woke up from a deep sleep, he saw the diary on the ground at a glance.

He stepped forward, picked up the diary, and stuffed it back into the bookshelf, wondering how the book fell down.

Just as he was wondering, he turned his head and saw that there was a bottle missing from the neatly placed potions on the locker.Because the potion was too bitter, and it didn't have a great effect on himself, Shen Yanzhou never liked to drink it, so he filled the entire locker, and the lack of a bottle was particularly eye-catching.

Soon, he found an empty potion bottle in the trash can.

He immediately understood that someone had come while he was asleep.He threw his book on the floor, and wasted a bottle of potion, whether he drank it or threw it away.

So there is nothing wrong with his feeling at all, someone is definitely watching him.But it didn't look like he wanted to hurt himself. If he wanted to hurt him, it would be more convenient to do it when he was asleep just now.

Who is it?what purpose?

Without hesitation, Shen Yanzhou immediately placed a defensive spell on the door of his office. Once someone came in, he would sense it, and if he didn't want the other person to come in, the other person would absolutely not be allowed to step into his room.He used to think that doing this was not necessary except to cause trouble for himself and to be sensed every time someone came, but now it seemed that he had to do it.

Voldemort in the diary watched all this coldly.He would be happy to see his enemies restless because of him, otherwise he wouldn't deliberately leave so many clues.

……

The days were still going on, every time Shen Yanzhou came back from class, he would find that his potion was missing a bottle, and the books on the bookshelf also showed obvious signs of being tampered with, even the paintings he kept in the storage room had been flipped.

But the charm on the door of the office did not give him any signal that someone had broken in.

Shen Yanzhou felt that he couldn't go on like this anymore. On the one hand, he told Lao Deng about this matter; The power is too great, he used up the ink of the whole pen and couldn't finish it, and had to cut himself a knife - he hasn't hurt himself because of lack of ink for many years.

The day after he cast the spell, he discovered the source of the anomaly.

Shen Yanzhou, who was teaching senior students, was halfway through his speech when he suddenly saw a book on his bookshelf floating into the air through a spell, and a familiar figure walked out of the black mist, the diary floating in the air He held it lightly in his hand.

The figure raised his head, and his eyes met Shen Yanzhou's talisman gaze, as if he was looking into his eyes through half of Hogwarts, and then showed a smile that was so cold that it penetrated into the bone marrow.

He smiled and said: Professor, long time no see.

In the next second, the field of vision was completely black, and the spell was easily removed.

Shen Yanzhou was stunned, he stood on the podium in a daze, and didn't say a word for a long while.

It took him a long time to realize that he didn't care about the confused students whispering under the podium, dropped the books and pens in his hands, rushed out of the classroom, and ran towards his office.

His chest was aching from the sudden violent movement, but he couldn't care about it at all, and he couldn't care about the surprised eyes of the students along the way.It was as if something exploded in his mind with a bang, completely destroying his vision and hearing, leaving only one thought—hurry back to the office!

The door was slammed open, and Shen Yanzhou stood at the door panting heavily, staring at the young man lying in the easy chair and reading the diary——

Voldemort.Tom Riddle.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Voldemort raised his head to look at the person standing at the door, closed the diary in his hand, and slightly hooked his fingers hidden in his sleeve, Shen Yanzhou felt himself being pulled in by an irresistible force. out of the room, and the office door slammed shut behind him.

Shen Yanzhou fell to the ground due to the imbalance caused by this force, and the dull pain in his chest became more and more clear. He looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man, but couldn't say a word for a while.

"Professor, you just made a very stupid decision." Voldemort was still sitting in the easy chair, looking down at Shen Yanzhou with a calm expression. "You didn't tell Dumbledore the first time, but you chose to come to the office to confirm that what you saw was not a hallucination..."

He smiled, but there was no smile at all. The hatred in his eyes made his smile chill all over the body: "Now you have confirmed that all this is not an illusion, but it is a pity that you will never have the chance to tell him again." gone."

……

The fact that Professor Shen suddenly ran out in the middle of class quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.

"Professor Shen? Are you really talking about Professor Shen? That Professor Shen in the art appreciation class? The one who looks particularly foul?"

"Otherwise, you think there is a professor named Shen in Hogwarts!"

"Wow, that's really strange. Professor Shen has always been very serious and responsible, so he would leave early?"

"I don't know, I heard what the senior in the fifth grade said."

When James heard about this, he looked at Sirius who told him the news in surprise, "Impossible? The godfather would leave early? It's not like him."

"I don't know, I also heard someone tell me that I was in fifth grade class." Sirius shrugged.

Could it be something wrong with the body?Knowing that Shen Yanzhou's health was not good all the time, James immediately thought of this possibility, he left the common room in a hurry, and ran towards Shen Yanzhou's office.