The fat monk looked at Lynn in amazement.

He stammered and said, "How did you... know?"

Lynn stared at him tightly and said seriously: "You should also know that Hogwarts is at a critical moment, so your answer is very important to me. Please think it clearly before telling me."

The fat monk also saw that Lynn was not joking or clichéd with him. He knew that the "Professor Lockhart" was usually trusted by Dumbledore, so he agreed solemnly.

"You ask, I can tell the truth."

"Is the method you are studying to revive the ghost a variant made by the Horcrux? Treat the ghost's soul as a split soul fragment, and then stuff the fragment into the container. If the container is a human, then the ghost will occupy the nest, completely control the human body, and complete the resurrection in another sense, right?"

The fat monk looked at Lynn with his expression as if he was looking at you monster.

"You're completely right, but this is an unexpected discovery between my companions and me and I studying ghosts. Where did you know?"

Lynn took a deep breath and explained briefly: "When I learned about the specific method of making the Horcrux, I actually came up with the same way of resurrection, but I didn't try it out in detail.

So I have a lot of questions about this way of resurrecting ghosts. For example, if ghosts use this method to resurrect themselves, then does the cost of making this Horcrux also require killing an innocent life?"

The fat monk looked solemn.

"The Horcrux is an extremely evil magic. If you want to split your soul and attach this soul to another object, you must sacrifice the lives of the innocent. It is because of this that my friend and I have never tried it, nor have we leaked this method of resurrection."

"Does this life sacrificed must be the life of the occupied body master himself?"

"This depends on the ghost's own choice. He can choose to kill the owner of the body he wants to occupy, or he can kill another person to share a body with the original owner."

"That is, the resurrected ghost can exist in a body with the original owner of the body?"

The fat monk said with a gloomy face: "This is not a kind good thing. When the ghost completes the ritual of making the "Horcrux", he will never be separated from the subject he is staying in.

Moreover, due to the power of the black magic, the soul in the original body will be suppressed. Unless the resurrected ghost himself is willing, the innocent soul will be suppressed forever, watching his body be manipulated by others, but he can't do anything."

"Is there any defect in the body that was made into a Horcrux by the ghost?" Lin Neng stared at the fat monk tightly, waiting for his answer.

The fat monk said without hesitation: "The flaw is very obvious. After all, the ghost does not occupy his own body. The magic he uses is much worse than that of a normal person, and he cannot control his own body flexibly. He looks weak and powerless, like a patient."

Lynn widened his eyes and muttered to himself: "All, this is the last piece of truth puzzle..."

The fat monk didn't hear what he said clearly: "What did you say?"

"No monk." Lynn expressed his gratitude to the fat monk seriously. "Thank you for your information. I have one last question to ask you. Do you know where your ghost friend who was doing research with you ended up going?"

The fat monk frowned and recalled: "I haven't contacted him for a long time. After we parted, he decided to travel around the world. The last time we contacted him and told me that he was in America."

......

Lynn was late for the afternoon dark magic defense class.

But no one of the little wizards pursued these things. They even had no intention of attending class today. Lynn asked questions in class and few people were willing to raise their hands to answer.

After all, this was a special thing. He did not investigate the students' learning status and announced the get out of class was over after assigning the homework.

He then pulled a Slytherin student and asked him to help call "Lynn" to his office.

"Professor Snape was attacked, and now the entire Slytherin is bleak, and the public lounge is filled with sighs." As soon as Xiaomeng entered Lynn's office, he began to describe the current status of the Hogwarts students.

"I also heard many students talking about when to leave Hogwarts. They said they had already written letters to their families. It was because Dumbledore was now removed from the position of principal. After he left, Slytherin's descendants began to prepare for murder without scruples. They didn't even care whether they had wizard blood and started attacking the professor."

Xiaomeng sat on the sofa with a worried look on his face.

"If this continues, Lynn, I feel that I will be shut down before I come to school next year. Will I not be able to learn magic then?"

"No, if my judgment is correct, today this time should be the last attack."

Xiaomeng widened his eyes: "Did you catch the murderer?"

Lynn changed out the dark green robe he wore during class and put on a black robe.

"Okay, don't ask so much. When I finish everything, I'll tell you. I'll call you over and have a task to hand over."

Xiaomeng stood at attention when he heard this and said playfully: "You can completely believe Xiaomeng!"

......

Tonight, the little wizards were destined to sleep without being at peace, because no one knew whether there would be an attack in the future. Even if Professor McGonagall tried his best to assure the students in the auditorium for dinner, the professor would protect the students' safety.

But a professor has been seriously injured and fell into a coma. The professor cannot even protect himself. So why can the students believe that they can protect others?

So Professor McGonagall's guarantee seems so pale and powerless.

In the empty castle corridor, there was no figure except the flames drifting in the wind. At this time, no normal little wizard would also travel at night at this time.

However, normal little wizards do not travel at night, but abnormal little wizards have them.

A thin figure quietly walked down the stairs down the castle. She avoided the patrol professor and walked out of the castle gate like a ghost.

After leaving the castle, she did not stop and jogged all the way to the lawn where she was taking flight class in the first grade. She knelt on the grass and groped, wondering what she had found. The originally flat grass suddenly revealed a dark hole.

Just as she was about to walk down the entrance of the cave, a voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Are you going to question your accomplice why Snape is still alive?"

The figure's whole body froze instantly, and she turned around and looked behind her.

The evening breeze blew his black robe, and "Professor Lockhart" stared at her expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!