Lynn originally wanted to take this opportunity to learn about ghosts, but he didn't expect to have a chance to get such a big secret.

He looked at the fat monk with anticipation: "What kind of magic is this?"

The fat monk said with a solemn expression: "This magic is..."

Suddenly, he seemed to come back to his senses and blinked at Lynn, "I can't tell you this. No matter what, you, a little wizard, should know."

Lynn immediately felt as uncomfortable as seeing the unscrupulous author out of context, and he asked indirectly.

"Then why Fat Monk, why don't you use this magic to resurrect yourself?"

"Why should I be resurrected?" said the fat monk spread his hands, "When a ghost is just convenient for me to study the world of the dead, who will I go to after I live? Besides, resurrection is not without cost..." He said his last sentence in a very small voice, almost murmuring, but Lynn still heard it.

"Okay, OK, Slytherin's little wizard, I've been talking to you for a long time tonight. Nick seems a little sad. I'm going to comfort him."

In the middle of the classroom, the twelve headless knights suddenly arrived attracted the attention of all the ghosts present. Nick wanted to give a speech on the platform but no one paid attention to him.

After the fat monk left, Hermione and the others also found Lynn.

"We'd better leave here quickly. It's too cold. I doubt I'll drink Mrs. Pomfrey's potion tomorrow." Ron muttered.

"I really can't stand it now when I apologize to Nick next time and say goodbye to me." Harry said the same way.

Because at this time the sound of the way of rubbing the blackboard with fingernails sounded again, the big ghosts in the classroom re-entered the dance floor and started their dance.

Hermione came to Lynn and said, "Have you finished all you want to do?"

Lynn looked depressed. He didn't hide it in front of Hermione, and looked in a bad mood: "It's better not to ask. I'm very upset when I say half of it and half of it."

"I just saw you chatting with the fat monk? He should be a good ghost?"

"It's a very friendly ghost, and I've really gained something from this trip. I'm a little greedy. By the way, thank you for inviting me to come to Hermione."

Hermione said in a slight sting: "What do you have to thank me?"

"Ah...I don't thank you, can you scold you?"

“…”

Don’t be angry, don’t be angry, get used to it, you’ve gotten used to it.

Lynn and Harry left the underground classroom together and separated.

The three of them planned to go to the auditorium to see if there was any leftover food, while Lynn said that he was not hungry and planned to go back to Slytherin's dormitory directly.

Lynn walked towards the Slytherin Common Lounge, then turned back to Lockhart at a corner, and then turned toward his office.

His gains this time were actually quite good. Whether it was the fat monk's past experience or his views on the dead and the ghost, Lynn thought it was very valuable.

As for the magic that fat monk didn't want to tell him that could resurrect the ghost, Lynn was also very interested.

As we all know, Fat monk is an honest man. Lynn likes to play with honest man the most. He plans to contact him more in the future, and maybe he can ask what this magic is from him.

Even if this thing is useless to him now, it may not be necessary in the future.

The office of the Black Magic Defense Class classroom is on the fifth floor. Just as Lin En walked to the third floor, he was suddenly stunned, and his pupils shrank slightly!

......

On the other side, after being separated from Lynn, Harry and the others walked towards the auditorium.

"I swear, I will never attend any ghost's death dinner again, it will be a torture for us."

"But Lynn seemed to be having a great time there. If we didn't pull him away in the end, he might have stayed there until the end."

Hermione crossed her hands and hugged her chest, saying proudly: "Of course Lynn is different from you. If you do this to him, then I don't have to worry so much."

Harry and Ron looked speechless, not knowing what she was proud of.

"etc!"

Just as they were about to walk to the auditorium, Harry suddenly shouted with a nervous look on his face.

Hermione and Ron both stopped, and they looked at Harry with a puzzled look: "What's wrong?"

"Did you hear any strange sound?" Harry swallowed and said nervously, "It's saying, who is it going to kill!"

Hermione and Ron looked around in a little horror, holding their breath and listening carefully.

But there was no sound in the corridor except for the laughter in the auditorium.

"Harry, we didn't hear..."

"Here!" Before Hermione could finish her words, Harry interrupted her and led them up the stairs.

He touched the cold stone wall, and the intermittent sound of sound in his ears became more and more subtle. He climbed up the stairs, constantly guessing what the sound was.

The sound of the disappearing sound keeps going up, so is it a ghost?

Harry came to the third floor, and they walked back and forth several times on the third floor. Ron and Hermione followed behind breathlessly, and the three of them turned around a corner and came to the last empty aisle.

"Harry, what's going on?" Ron said, wiping the sweat off his face. "I can't hear anything..."

Hermione suddenly gasped and pointed at the bottom of the corridor.

"look!"

On the wall in front of them, something was shining. They walked slowly, squinted their eyes and identified carefully in the darkness. Between the two windows, on the wall one foot high from the ground, there were some writings, and a glimmer of light shining under the reflection of burning torches.

There were two people standing next to the wall, to be precise, one was lying on the ground, and there was another person standing next to that person.

Harry and the others walked closer and saw who the person standing was, their professor of Dark Magic Defense, Professor Lockhart.

Although they were a little unfamiliar with the people lying on the ground, they also knew each other.

Jasyan Finlieri, a sophomore in Hufflepuff.

At this time, Fenlieri was lying silently on the ground. He opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of fear, and his body was as hard as if he was dead!

Harry and the other two looked at the scene in shock.

"Professor Lockhart, what's this..." Before Hermione could finish her words, Harry grabbed her. He pursed his pale lips and signaled Hermione to look at the wall.

【The secret room was opened.】
Chapter completed!