Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 759 Young Ghost - Zhou Yi

"Professor Snape! Professor Dumbledore! Professor Potter!" Zacharias exclaimed three times as soon as he woke up. It seemed that he had forgotten everything that happened in his dream.

"Someone just attacked me! And tortured me with evil curses!

But I was tenacious and meticulous, and I still discovered his identity!"

"Please call me Professor Evans, and you say." Lily turned her head and raised her eyebrows.

"He's a member of the Harry Potter Club! I hope the professor can--" Zacharias' mouth closed, and he also looked towards the closet in the direction of the other two professors' gaze, "Hufflepuff's gold cup!"

When a greedy look appeared on his not-so-handsome face, he even looked a little disgusting.

His hand pointed directly at the gold cup, "That's our Smith's property! It's mine! I'm going to tell my dad!"

"Humph!" Snape glanced at Zacharias coldly, "Hogwarts has always kept a paper document.

That was left behind by Helga Hufflepuff, one of the Big Four.

Her will was to leave the golden cup in the kitchens to help the house-elves and ease their workload.

But in the end, your ancestors stole it.

He went against his grandmother's wishes.

The previous headmaster did not pursue the matter simply because you are also considered descendants of Hufflepuff."

"Lies! All lies! You just want to seize our family's property!" Under Lily's surprised gaze, Zacharias raised his head and started to attack Snape.

Snape was also very surprised.

He was surprised that any student would dare to refute him.

Especially Zacharias, who has been confined to his office almost all the time during the first half of this semester.

"Lily, watch out.

What should we do with such students? "Snape waved his wand, "Seal the tongue!"

Zacharias covered his mouth and stammered.

Snape added, "30 points off Hufflepuff!
Disrespect for teachers!
Then detention, Saturday night, in my office.

Now, get out of the kitchen!"

Zacharias didn't dare to look at Snape. After taking a last reluctant look at the golden cup, he walked out of the kitchen.

“You’re still too harsh on this kid.

Today he was not just taught a lesson by the magic you invented.

I have also lost an opportunity that even I am curious about." Dumbledore sighed and said when there were only three people left in the room besides the house-elves.

“Don’t mention this annoying guy.

He is as mediocre and arrogant as that guy, who loves to break discipline, likes to be in the spotlight, attract attention, and is rude.

Even after nearly half a semester of detention, he didn't make any corrections." Snape seemed to suddenly remember that Lily was there, and he had just mentioned the person he shouldn't have mentioned.

He immediately interrupted what he was about to say.

He turned around and asked, "What is this flame? If I'm not mistaken, it's the Gublai fairy fire."

"Well," Dumbledore nodded, "This is probably the oldest fairy fire I have ever seen.

Even more amazing is that it is still in ghostly state.”

"Oh, is this flame cast with Ravenclaw's ghostly magic?
What a pity, among the Big Four, I have never seen a Ravenclaw." Lily's eyes flashed with curiosity.

"Ahem, have you seen Gryffindor? Does he really hold a sword in one hand and a cane in the other?" Dumbledore's attitude was very anxious.

He doesn't look like a centenarian now.

Instead, he looked like a little fan who had met his idol.

"Has Hufflepuff ever mentioned the heritage behind this golden cup?" Snape also asked.

"You two should come one by one. I can't react if you come together." Lily rolled her eyes, "I've met Gryffindor.

He is indeed like that.

In the afterlife, he was also known as the Blind Swordsman.

This is quite remarkable. You know there are so many good swordsmen in the afterlife.

But Gryffindor can take credit for it."

"Blind?"

"He always closed his eyes when he used the sword. Or he wore a huge hat that covered his eyes.

He said that the mind is far more useful than the physical eyes in fighting the enemy." As she spoke, Lily closed her eyes and held her right hand in the air, as if she was holding an invisible sword.

Snape, who was about to ask further questions, took a small step back.

It hurts, it really hurts.

This scene reminded him of the first time he met James Potter on the train.

"As for Hufflepuff.

I only met her once.

Her descendants are all like that.

Good friends of the same generation, such as Ravenclaw, are also asleep.

As a result, she doesn't seem to care much about people.

She spent the whole day playing with flowers and plants in the huge greenhouse she imagined." Lily didn't notice Snape's little action and began to answer Snape's questions.

"That means it was not mentioned." Snape pretended to be disappointed and walked into the closet to cover up his previous gaffe.

Then he took a few steps back.

Lily and Dumbledore, who were talking to the Big Four, also looked over quickly.

The person, no, the spirit, was none other than the daughter of Ravenclaw, Ms. Grey.

Wearing the transparent Ravenclaw crown on her head, she walked through the wall and came to the golden cup that was now burning with flames.

At the same time, there was a handsome young ghost floating beside her.

Judging from the clothes, they should be modern.

"Ms. Grey, please?" Dumbledore's eyes swept between the young man and the golden cup.

"This is my love, Zhou Yi. A ghost from China." A blush flashed across the face of the elegant and beautiful Ms. Grey, and she held the boy's hand.

"Is it true? That's great! Helga has been worried about you." Lily jumped up happily.

"Aunt Helga?" Hearing this distant name, Ms. Grey looked at Lily.

A glimmer of silver light flashed from Ravenclaw's crown, and she narrowed her eyes, "The returning dead?
Oh, what did you rely on? The Resurrection Stone? Hades' blessing? Ra's tears? Or."

Snape stepped forward, "Ms. Grey.

Could you please tell me how you knew that Lily returned from that world?
This is important for Lily’s safety.”

“With the help of the crown, I was able to recall many memories of what my mother taught me, which seemed like incomprehensible scriptures to me at the time.

This is a lost magic that has very high casting requirements.

My mother started it to observe death.

Perhaps ghost magic is its predecessor." Snape heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Then Lady Grey continued: “I am here because the crown on my head is burning.

It seemed to sense the missing component." Her slender, transparent hand touched the crown on her head.

The golden cup began to tremble.

The transparent Gublai fairy fire automatically left the cup.

Finally, it landed steadily on the top of the crown.

Zhou Yi's eyes flickered, "This must be the Xuanpin Fire.

What’s even more amazing is that it has been refined and is exactly suitable for your physique.

This way you might be able to gain the ability that only a soul like me possesses—Bigu."

(End of this chapter)