toast life

In the twitching of the nerves, in a bright and endless void environment, there are densely packed books, and, looking at the titles of those books that seem to be familiar, they cover a wide range, from ancient times to the present, from popular to difficult, various materials, All kinds of words—as if they were all books he had read and recorded in the depths of his mind!

——Could it be that this strange, unknown void space operates according to his memory?

With such a guess, he imagined countless bookshelves, so the books around him spun and flew to the rows of large bookshelves that quietly appeared at an unknown time, and they were arranged neatly and arranged in good order—just like the bookshelves in the library. Bookshelf collections are the same.In the gap, there are also safety ladders, tables, chairs and small desk lamps...

...very good, it's really sweet...

He no longer twitched, took a deep breath, and snapped his fingers with a snap. Following his thoughts, the table and chairs in front of him transformed into a large and soft single sofa, and there was also a tea table with clear wood grain, on which there was a There are a few random books and laptops, half a cup of coffee exuding a strong aroma is placed on the corner of the coffee table, a small silver teaspoon rests on a shallow coffee saucer, under the coffee table, a light blue handmade plush carpet A small piece of ground was laid; the void that seemed to be invisible at first has a boundary in an instant, and four walls with warm and colorful wallpapers appear around. There is a wooden door on the opposite side, and the other two walls are densely packed with The bookshelf, and on the wall near the sofa, the fireplace with a small wrought-iron fence suddenly ignited the fire, and the temperature seemed to change in a vague way—this is such a familiar scene, just like in his memory The room that is often used in private residences...

After verifying that it was his hypothesis, he didn't bother to find out what it was here... And based on the faint and intermittent memory he just received, he roughly had a new guess——as for the teleportation memory to His weak and incomplete soul... It seemed that he wanted to take advantage of his unpreparedness to launch an attack and try to devour it just now, but in the end, he remained motionless, and because his soul was too strong, he directly dispersed and wiped out the remnant soul up...

Sighing, he looked down at his body that was no longer transparent and empty, and sat down on the sofa he used to sit in frustration—it actually had a body... What is that golden light... Now It's even more difficult to die...—— Summon the books on the bookshelf, flip through them, anyway, he has a lot of time now, let's continue to find a way to make even a practicing ghost die completely...

Ugh!

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I don't know how long it has been, anyway, he couldn't get out of this strange space, and he couldn't calculate the day and night. When he heard a vague voice that seemed to come from the void or from the periphery, He stopped sorting out and editing the "Death Manual" and listened curiously...

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"...Miss￥&#&, where did you hear the word 'Horcrux'?"—Hmm... the voice seemed to be that of an old man.

"...that, that..."——hesitating, the voice of a young girl, as if she really didn't want to answer...

"Ho ho ho... Don't be nervous, we're just curious... You know, this isn't something that Muggle wizards are supposed to know...Ah! Would you like some honey lemon juice..." - um... this The old man is obviously using the tone of the big bad wolf to induce Little Red Riding Hood...

"I don't want it!" screamed, and hesitantly added an explanation: "I, I mean, I'm not interested in sweets..."—hmm, this lady seems to be trying to cover up~~

"Albus! Has your head really been completely marinated in syrup? This kind of 'dong.xi'! How can you give it to students casually?!" - oh oh~~ If you mean something... Although The voice sounds cold and the tone is very vicious, but I can still feel that this is a good gentleman who "kind of" cares about the students...

A certain ghost who "eavesdropped" enjoyed himself while secretly nodding and commenting, listening with great interest.

"That..." another delicate girl's voice, "Actually, it's because I had some strange dreams, in which I mentioned Voldemort... er, that person's horcrux..."—Okay Fake reasons, if you want to lie, you have to tell something reliable... A certain ghost despises it.

"...That's why you knew that the diary was a Horcrux for the first time? Is that so?" The amiable old man spoke again—are you trying to help them lie?

"Hmm! That's it!" The two girls said in unison.

"Then what did you sneak into the Room of Requirement without thinking and reckless to steal? It's also a Horcrux?" The cold, low, poisonous male voice appeared again, and the tone of contempt was not concealed in the words.

"Yes, it is……"

"Merlin! This is Ravenclaw's golden crown!" The serious-sounding female voice screamed loudly.

"Why didn't you inform the professor in advance?! Do you know how dangerous this thing is?!" The female voice reprimanded.

"Hmph! If they knew how to tell the professor in advance, then they wouldn't be stupid Gryffindors... dare to take this kind of black magic item casually..." The cold mockery...

Suddenly, a certain ghost who was still listening felt the place where he was shaking and vibrating, and the scenery around him was also shrouded in thick fog like a thick fog... Before he could understand why When he was surprised, he felt that he heard a crisp sound of "pop" for some unknown reason, and he obviously had a perception:

The restriction of this space has been broken!

So he stretched his limbs, meditated, and disappeared into this unknown space——

Return to the world!

The "toast" that appeared strangely

From the first year of school... No, maybe earlier, when the professor guided Muggle freshmen into the wizarding world, as the master of potions who was framed to become the guiding professor, he noticed something with his years of espionage experience. Something is wrong...

He is just a Muggle student and has never been exposed to the world of wizards. Why did he look at him with the eyes of "I know you, and I understand you" when we first met? !How presumptuous!He knows that with his too harsh appearance and unsmiling personality and unpleasant attitude, he will not attract people's attention for no reason. He is not the type that people like to approach easily... So, there must be a reason for the abnormality.

After observing them for a year, after discovering that they were not good at hiding their thoughts, he gradually noticed another strange thing about them——they seemed to be familiar with Hogwarts!And I am familiar with a stereotyped impression that I don't know how to adapt! ——When they "know" and "entangle" his godson and the little ghosts of the Potter family who are familiar with each other, spread goodwill, and arrogantly "exclude" Granger, who is also a Muggle wizard, and ignore Wes They were targeted by Dumbledore when they were the red-haired Lai family... When they thought no one would notice, they were crazy about him, and they wanted to invade his cellar with the attitude of "God loves the world" In life, if it wasn't for the damn old bee who wanted to observe their suspiciousness without any trace, he would have poured down a few bottles of potion!

So, after they thought they were secretly persuading the little ghost of the Potter family to cheat a certain diary from the daughter of the Weasley family with various blunt reasons, but it caused the petrification and the secret room incident and caused a huge impact, they still did not repent. When he sneaked into the Room of Response on the eighth floor and stole something, he was under surveillance for a long time and stayed with the headmaster of the Lion House—on the way, he also caught the little ghost of the Potter family, Granger, who was on a night tour. And the red hair of the Weasley family...

Now, at midnight, all of them are in the principal's office, facing Dumbledore who is dressed in bright purple pajamas with countless silver stars and wearing a nightcap that looks like flowers. On the table is a book covered with black matter. A diary with a big hole corroded, and a golden crown that has been opened and wrapped, rusty, mottled and dull in color...

At this time, after the potion master and the dean of the Lion Academy yelled one after another, a group of people fell into silence and looked at each other, especially the group of restless students, who were even more trembling under the yelling and sneering of the two professors .

Ever since Harry Potter stepped into the magical world of wizards and was entangled with two very familiar girls, he has always felt extremely uncomfortable, because of the kind of "I know you" and thinking that he is good for him. Yu Shi'en's attitude made him very uncomfortable—don't blame him for being so sensitive. During all these years in the Dursley family, if he hadn't learned to observe and think through lessons early on, perhaps he would have died long ago. It's been...for so many years, it has become an instinct to seek good luck and avoid bad luck...

Maybe he was ignorant when he first entered the wizarding world, but it was just his feeling for unknown things, his sensory ability has not been lost... So, when those two strange girls "specially" waited in the clothing store to meet him When he made friends and forcibly pulled him with the platinum-haired boy but was ridiculed, and then pushed out Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger who wanted to be friends with him on the train, He felt that all this was not quite right——

Why does he want you to decide what kind of friends he wants to make? !Want your permission? !

With such resentment, he didn't do what they wanted, and after entering the first year, he still became friends with Ron and Hermione-although Ron occasionally