Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Dumbledore didn’t mind that Turville asked him about the Gubler Fairy Fire, and even said that he wished Turville could learn more white magic.

Even if Tver has tried his best to replace practice with research, it cannot change the corrosive nature of black magic on the soul.

Even if his will is strong enough, he occasionally needs to use violence to relieve his inner depression.

This is inevitable when practicing black magic.

Therefore, while Tver is mastering black magic, he will also learn white magic to make himself less dependent on black magic as much as possible.

After having breakfast and saying goodbye to Dumbledore, Tweel returned to the office to prepare for learning Gubler’s Immortal Fire.

As an excellent student, previewing has become his habit.

It’s just that dealing with this magic is more difficult than imagined, because Tver has searched the entire library and can’t find any content that analyzes its essence!

But there are countless summaries.

As a well-known magic, basically any book that introduces fire will mention the ancient fire.

The problem is that these books generally describe the eternal characteristics of Gubrai’s fairy fire in a few sentences. As for how to release it, why it can remain eternal, and how to ensure destructiveness, these key details are unclear.

So Tweel was so angry that he just ignored it and turned his attention to Godric Gryffindor.

This was the last founder he was looking for and the one with the fewest clues.

The only thing Godric left to Hogwarts, apart from Gryffindor House, was the Gryffindor Sword.

When he went to the Chamber of Secrets to rescue Harry and Percy, he took the opportunity to observe the sword.

But the strange thing is that the magic fluctuations on the sword are very small, so small that they are even weaker than ordinary fairy creations.

If Tweel hadn’t confirmed that it was indeed the Sword of Gryffindor, with its spotless characteristics, one would have thought it was just an ordinary long sword made by Muggles.

Tver didn’t understand why at first, but at a certain point in time, he suddenly remembered Godric’s story.

It is said that Godric, who had a sword in one hand and a wand in the other, became the most powerful among the four founders!

If it were up to now, everyone would probably treat it as a legendary story.

After all, the story of holding a melee weapon under magical long-range attack is no less than using a throwing knife to attack an opponent in a fierce modern war in Muggle society.

It’s not that it’s impossible, but it really doesn’t help much with one’s strength, and it’s even less likely to make him a famous and powerful man.

But Tver is increasingly willing to believe such stories.

If someone had told him last year that he could merge his soul with a building, he would have laughed at it.

It’s just that the more records he collected about Godric, the stronger his recognition of Godric’s fighting style became.

That Gryffindor sword is probably used as a defensive shield at long distances!

Considering that the sword can absorb things that strengthen it, Tver had a bold idea.

Is magic one of the things that can strengthen a sword?

If so, it means that Godric can use his sword to absorb any magic that attacks him, and then counterattack with sufficient posture while saving an Iron Armor Spell!

If not, the sword’s own toughness can still serve as a barrier without fear of ordinary magic.

Therefore, it is not impossible for Godric to merge his soul into the sword…

Tver looked out the window at the fading sunlight.

Fortunately, today is the weekend. If it were a working day, few students would still be interested in class.

But fortunately there is no class today, the students are all playing outside.

On the big boat by the Black Lake, Durmstrang’s students came in and out from time to time.

In comparison, the weather on Halloween Eve at Hogwarts seemed a bit warm to them, so most of them took off their fur coats, revealing their solid muscles, and looked at the calm black lake eager to swim.

However, it seems that someone has reminded them that the Black Lake is different from Durmstrang’s Ice Lake. There are many magical creatures hidden in it, so no one has gone to swim yet.

As for the Beauxbatons students, they were much quieter and basically stayed in the carriage.

Of course, Tver always felt that it was because their robes were thin, and they were not used to the cold like Durmstrang and could not bear the weather that was approaching November here.

As it got darker, Tver packed up the messy information on his desk, got up and walked out of the office.

As for whether Godric’s soul is in the Sword of Gryffindor, we still have to find someone.

Just give it a chance to verify…

“Professor, will there still be those little ghosts at this year’s Halloween dinner?”

Walking in the corridor, a disembodied voice suddenly entered Tver’s ears.

“Oh, it’s you, Luna.”

The elusive little witch startled Tver.

“I’m sorry, what did you just say?”

“Isn’t tonight Halloween? In previous years you would give us candy through those little ghosts.”

Luna repeated her words softly.

“Did I disturb your thoughts?” she said apologetically.

“No, no, uh, I mean, it’s not that important, you don’t have to worry about it.”

Tver comforted her.

“But do you like Halloween candy?”

“Emm, that’s right.” Luna raised her head and thought for a while, then said vaguely.

“Really?”

She moved closer as if she was afraid of being heard by others, and then said in a guilty voice: “What I like is actually not candy. Although candy is also great, I prefer those cute little ghosts.”

this……

Tver looked at her strangely. This was the first time someone had said so bluntly that he liked a kid.

It’s not like no one has said similar things before, but it’s mostly because the kid helped them.

Only Luna didn’t like the candies brought by the imp, but she clearly liked the imp.

“Can you tell me why?”

“Of course.” Luna nodded proudly.

“Those little ghosts look carefree and give people the feeling that they are bystanders in this world.”

“But there are a lot of harassing flies around him, and he seems to be troubled by many things.”

“Aren’t these two characteristics contradictory?” Tver asked curiously.

“Of course not,” Luna puffed her lips in displeasure, “Even the smartest and most confident students will still be troubled by their homework!”

She pouted her lips in distress, as if this wonderful metaphor was talking about her.

Tver shook his head in amusement.

He wasn’t surprised to hear anything from Luna’s mouth, not to mention, what she said made sense.

“Well, I almost forgot that tonight is Halloween. Since you like it so much, I have to decorate it well!”