If you have books, you will be long, and if you don’t have books, you will be short.

It was not an important plot with twists and turns, but just acting as a crowd of onlookers, so everyone did a good job in this regard. It was when Pei Chen transformed into a bloody Ripper, a little riot occurred, which almost caused the three of them to be discovered by Pei Chen three hours ago.

Professor Thor, who didn't agree at first, quietly distanced himself from Pei Chen, for fear that this ruthless man suddenly jumped up and dug out his heart. How sharp is his fingernails? Even the human sternum was cut off, and it was so neat that it was not dragged on at all...

Pei Chen rubbed his nose, and enthusiastically watched his neat killing techniques from a third-person perspective, and carefully observed with a critical perspective what else needed to be improved. As for Professor Thor's small moves, he did not pay attention to it or paid too much attention. After all, what's the use of just setting a distance of three or four meters symbolically?

If I really want to kill him, the time required for a distance of 50 meters and a distance of 5 meters should be the same in the first three decimal places. Although I have not tested it and don’t know the specific values, I think it should be the terrible speed of a research talent like Professor Saul who can’t react and will be killed.

When Voldemort's soul broke free from Kiro's body and turned into a black fog to escape, he heard the conversation between Pei Chen and Kiro. Professor Thor, who understood the consequences, looked pale, kept sucking breath, and looked like he was about to suffocate, his eyes were full of fear. He had always thought it was just a verbal spell, but at this level now, he could not believe that a terrible demon king was still alive in lingering.

Dumbledore was serious. Almost when Pei Chen felt that he was about to stop the black fog, he aimed his wand at Professor Thor's unprepared back and instantly fired two medium and low-level spells-

"All forget is empty!"

"Damn it!"

"..." Pei Chen.

Damn! Do you want to be so decisive?!

Dumbledore looked at Pei Chen and explained softly: "The news of the mysterious man has a profound impact. Although no one has ever said that he was dead, people have unconsciously thought so for more than ten years. This has become a deep-rooted perception in their hearts... In order not to cause panic, and in order that Professor Thor will not be thrown into the St. Mungo mental hospital for nonsense, it is very necessary for us to block the news."

"I can understand this, but..." Pei Chen frowned and raised his own question, "You washed away his memory, what should I do with my proof?" Isn't this a scam? After struggling for a long time, he not only failed to prove his innocence for himself, but also made another troublesome thing.

"Don't worry, Professor Lyle. Since memory can be washed away, there are naturally ways to fabricate it, although it is more troublesome..." He looked outside the jungle and confirmed that his soft words would not be heard by another Professor Lyle. Dumbledore once again showed his signature smile expression.

"The charm of time travel lies in its paradox. What do you think I was planning the nearly hour before coming to Forbidden Forest?"

"Uh, it shouldn't be...oh, what do you mean?" Pei Chen's eyes lit up.

"Yes, I was with Professor Lyle, you have another self, discussing how to deal with Mr. Thor's memory. This is really distressing..."

"...No wonder you went to ask Professor Thor without thinking. It turned out that you knew it a long time ago." Pei Chen opened his eyes wide in surprise, and he immediately understood some doubts. After digging through the causes and consequences, it did not seem so abrupt. "But are we just passing by like this? Could another 'you' attack as soon as he saw us, right?"

Even Pei Chen, who was three hours ago, dared not trust him, let alone Dumbledore's different time and space homotopics.

"Don't worry, although I'm old and old, I still have this common sense."

Always buying rice cakes? Does this have anything to do with common sense? Pei Chen does not agree with this statement. According to his common sense, whether it is a seller who sells cut cakes or buys rice cakes, as long as it threatens him, he should be killed as soon as possible. This is the truth.

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...

"Well, Professor Thor, if I want a time converter, is it possible to do it? What steps or procedures are required?"

The sky is slightly brighter. After November, the weather has become unusually cold. The mountains around the castle have become gray and covered with ice and snow. The ice on the lake is cold and cold. Every morning, there is frost on the ground.

Hogwarts Castle has magical magic, but this magic generally does not lose its value to the fight against influenza viruses. After the cold invaded the castle, for more than a week, several confused eggs who were not sure about the changes in the solar term were sent to the school hospital room without mercy.

Pei Chen was still wearing the thin blue dress with black snake pattern. After all, this was already his snake skin. After successfully strengthening his bloodline, the status of the biochemical suit plummeted. Now, except for letting Pei Chen stay in the epidermal cells, he basically never played any role again.

He was now asking Mr. Thor seriously, not only checking whether there were any serious mistakes in his memory, but it was added manually after all. He was also testing the bottom line of the British Ministry of Magic in disguise, but he did not hold too much hope, because the wizard law on time converters alone had already reached three digits and was supervised particularly severely.

"...This!" Professor Thor didn't realize that his memory had been considered tampered with, and he thought it seriously. "If you really want a time converter, there are a lot of things to prepare!"

“What need to be prepared?”

"All kinds of approval procedures are very difficult... and, most importantly, you need a wizard with a very status to guarantee you." Obviously, he didn't want to explain it too thoroughly, Professor Thor casually. He always felt that he seemed a little listless and couldn't help but wonder, could he say that he could not hold on after just one night?

It doesn't feel good, maybe I need to replenish my kidney function...

"Guarantee..." Repeating this keyword, Pei Chen felt thoughtful.

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...

At noon, the three of Gryffindor got up one after another, and then they screamed and found that they had missed the whole morning class - because they had overslept.

But the fact is that no one cares about these trivial things with them at all. First of all, most of the students were immersed in the news of a professor's death, shocked to the point of being lost, and not many people paid attention to their traces.

As for the professors, especially Professor McGonagall, they naturally knew what they had experienced last night and when they went back to rest. So even if she missed a whole transformation class, she rarely said anything and did not lose points. Of course, the homework she should do is not missing, and she can make up for it in the next class.

And the professors have more important things to do, that is—

I'm considering recruiting another teacher for black magic defense, after all, there is still half a semester...

Pei Chen then realized that although the professor of black magic defense seems to be mainly teaching some spells to defend against black magic and some magical creatures, it is very easy. But in fact, it is far from that simple.

Because this position was cursed, it is said that Voldemort always wanted to be a teacher of the black magic defense technique at Hogwarts Magic School when he was young, but was rejected by the principal Dumbledore. Afterwards, he was angry and angry, and he imposed a curse on the position of this teacher, which caused every teacher of the black magic defense technique to teach for less than one year in the future.

"Is that guy from the Curse School? Why do you have to impose a curse on everything?" Pei Chen said in dissatisfaction, "He is also his name, and now he is not even spared the position of teacher."

Dumbledore corrected seriously: "His name is not cursed, but protected."

"What?"

"I mean, Voldemort imposed a spell on his name, and once someone said it, it would break the magic barrier, cause disturbances, and facilitate the tracking of the Death Eater. Because he felt that he was the greatest wizard ever, no one could call him by his name, which was a very disrespectful act. Over time, people called him "the mysterious man, the man who could not even mention the name" or the "dark king."

"Damn it's mentally retarded!" Pei Chen gave a very simple and straightforward evaluation, which was rough and easy to understand.

The Whitebeard Wizard assumed that he had not heard this, although he also thought it was very appropriate. "As for the position of professor of black magic defense, it is even more nonsense. I can assure you that no one has ever put any strange curse on it!"

"I don't believe it, and I will never serve as a professor of Shenma Black Magic Defense... What a joke? This is, I don't know magic at all. How could I teach others?" Pei Chen looked at the two boxes of snacks on the table and hesitated for a moment, but still did not choose the cockroach pile. This made Dumbledore feel sincerely disappointed and felt that there was no common language.

"And, no rumors are groundless. Wouldn't you look at the information over the past decade? The data will not lie... You see, before Professor Quirrell, each professor's class time would not exceed one year. This died of a heart attack, this belongs to death naturally, this... Damn?! The magic wand exploded?" Looking at the tragedy recorded in the stack of copywriting, Pei Chen couldn't help but shrink his neck.

"Even if there are no other people who die, it doesn't seem to be a good ending! Someone accidentally cast a powerful forgetting curse on himself in the last half month of the school year... Someone accidentally drank a potion and caused the magic energy to lose control..."

Damn, this series of examples is arranged, even if you say that this position has not been cursed... but who would believe it?!

"Okay, it seems you are not very willing to accept this position." Dumbledore frowned and thought hard. Soon, he smiled again, and it seemed that there was a replacement.

"Although there are always some minor accidents in this position, the students cannot do without the teacher's teachings... What do you think of this person?" As he said that, Old Deng twitched casually and took a magazine next to him to show the cover to Pei Chen.

Pei Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and read the above introduction word by word:

"Gidro Lohart, an internationally renowned and author, winner of the Third Class Medal of the Sir Merlin, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance, won the Most Charming Smile Award of the Wizard Weekly for five times. His works include "Gidro Lohart Teaches You to Purge Family Pests", "Gidro Lohart Series", "Break with the Female Ghost"... I'll take a look, who is this guy?"
Chapter completed!