I am the third son prophesied by Harry Potter

Chapter 132

Before I knew it, it was October.

October this year was exceptionally humid, with more rain than usual.

Nothing very special has happened lately.

Transfiguration class still makes everyone love and hate, like its magic, but forced by its difficulty.

Snape’s face, like the weather in October, was gloomy and terrifying. He seems to want to grab your pigtails all the time, and then say: Can Hufflepuff be a little more stupid? 10 points deducted.

The herbology class has always been very friendly.

Professor Flitwick always gave them a pleasant feeling.

History of magic and astronomy classes are still so sleepy.

Lockhart’s class is still pretty bad. They had to learn to deal with the strange species on their own.

The worst thing was because he went to Lockhart’s office before, he gave tutoring lessons, which he preached.

It is rumored outside that Eugene learned to forget himself in the office because of his adoration for him.

For this, Ron also said it as a joke several times. Because he knows the truth of the matter.

However, it is worth mentioning that these days, Eugene and they don’t go into the kitchen much.

Because I feel that every time I go in, I can meet the fat friar, and then help him put the selected food on that shelf.

Although in the end, they all got the food that tasted good.

But I really don’t want to be a coolie.

On this day, Eugene was ready to go to the library and check out some books on the combination of tarot cards and alchemy.

Instead, he met the fat friar in the foyer.

“Hi, Eugene.” The fat friar stepped forward to greet him.

“Hello, monk.”

The fat friar smiled at him slightly, “Can I ask you one thing?” ”

Eugene always felt that there was a sense of foreboding.

He instinctively wanted to refuse.

Suddenly, he felt as if a yin wind came from the soles of his feet, making him shiver.

“Hello Eugene, I’m ‘Nick who almost lost his head’.” Nick passed directly under Eugene’s feet and floated in front of him.

How come there is a feeling that you are suddenly held hostage by a ghost.

“Hello, Nick, I know you.” Eugene twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what the two ghosts were trying to do.

“That’s right, the end of this month is my five-hundredth birthday, I wonder if you have time to come and participate?”

Eugene pointed to his nose, “Me? He swore that it was the loudest moment of his life.

Finding that someone had noticed him, Eugene lowered his voice.

“It’s all ghosts,” Eugene took a deep breath to calm himself, “I’m a human, forget it.” ”

That’s not a good thing, and he doesn’t know how much food he’s helped them carry for the last two months.

Those moldy things, Eugene felt that he could get sick by smelling it, and he couldn’t eat it when he went to participate.

“I’ve heard from the monk, and you’ve been helping him lately. So—” Nick said, “I just wanted to invite you, I wanted to thank you, nothing else.” I didn’t expect you—”

“Eugene, Nick really wants to invite you.” The fat friar said on the side, “You see, after rejecting him, how sad he is now. I thought you disliked him. ”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean that,” Eugene said.

“Then I have something, can you help?” The fat friar begged.

Eugene thought that he had just declined Nick’s invitation, and now he was rejecting the fat friar, which was probably not good.

Offend the ghosts, maybe one day, they will all come and scare you.

When the time comes to roll down the stairs or something, an accident or something, it’s hard to say.

“Okay!” Eugene forgot to ask what was going on and directly agreed.

If you can say it, there is no way to take it back.

“Nick, as I said, we Hufflepuff kids are very helpful to help.”

The fat friar was very happy and did not forget to boast in front of Nick.

“Gryffindor’s courage is also commendable, okay?”

“Eugene, that’s right, Nick’s death we chose the location, but it’s not so easy to get food from there to the room.” The fat friar said.

Eugene really felt that nothing good was going on.

Again, I want him to be a porter.

“You just promised.” The fat friar reached out and wanted to pat Eugene’s shoulder, of course, he couldn’t.

“Well,” Eugene was helpless, “who told me I had already said yes?” ”

“Then we won’t bother you studying,” the fat friar said with a happy smile on his face, “One weekend before Halloween, remember to wait for me in the kitchen hallway.” ”

“Okay, I remembered.”

Eugene turned and walked towards the steps, he didn’t want to talk to the ghosts anymore.

Just a few steps up, I met Luna who was giggling.

“You’re so popular.”

“It turns out that you have just been eavesdropping here.”

Luna held a book of charms in her hand, “But you don’t hide when you speak!” ”

“Well,” Eugene sighed, “are you going to the library?” ”

“Yes.” Luna said, “Don’t you think the death of the ghost is very interesting? ”

Eugene shook his head, “It’s not interesting at all, you can’t eat anything.” ”

The two chatted as they walked towards the library.

“I don’t have anything to do on the weekend,” Luna sat across from Eugene after getting the book, “I think it’s hard for you to help them set it up alone.” ”

Eugene looked at her strangely, this kind of thing, who is willing to take the initiative to do it?

However, it would be nice to have someone to help out.

“Well, when the time comes, you will go to the basement-” Eugene remembered that Luna was a new student and probably didn’t know much, “At that time, we will meet in the foyer first.” ”

“Well-” Luna suddenly raised her hand, “It’s Ginny! ”

She beckoned behind Eugene.

Eugene turned his head, only to see Ginny hurrying away with two books in her arms.

She was pale, as if she was sick.

For Luna’s greeting, Ginny didn’t seem to hear or see it at all.

Luna withdrew her hand with some loss, “She seems to be in a bit wrong lately. ”

“Is it like evil spirits?” Eugene guessed that it was the diary’s influence on Ginny.

Luna looked up at the ceiling, her eyes becoming a little erratic.

“So, it’s really possible,” she looked at Eugene, “it’s said that some enchanted objects can affect people’s thinking.” ”

“You’re talking about black magic!” Eugene said.

Ordinary enchantments generally do not affect people’s thinking, and only black magic may invade people’s thinking and affect people’s way of thinking. And thus make, some crazy moves.

Luna nodded, “Well, I’m going to ask her.” ”

With that, she stood up and prepared to leave.

“Luna, don’t act rashly, in case-”

“I’m sure I’ll be measured.” After Luna finished speaking, she left the library.

It should be fine!