People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 222: The Haunted Inn at Hogsmeade

Baqir nodded.

"If magic is compared to light, the Philosopher's Stone is actually the Edger Red Stone."

"Just like the crystals in the Azer Redstone can reflect the light that passes through it hundreds of millions of times, amplifying it into lasers that are emitted from a single point and can easily cut metal."

"The Philosopher's Stone is an amplifier of magical phenomena."

"The reason why the potion of immortality requires the blood of creatures with strong vitality and the minerals and metals that match them is simply to stabilize the desire for life that is amplified by the Philosopher's Stone."

Riddle was curious, "What about the power of the Killing Curse?"

"If it were magnified a thousand times—"

In his mind, he had already imagined his master holding up the bright red gem while countless green lights of the Killing Curse rained down.

"You're a little too extreme." Bajir frowned.

As his summon, Riddle's thoughts were transparent to him even without mind reading.

"The amplification of the Philosopher's Stone is based on the realms of life and alchemy."

“What you think may not exist.”

"I don't need it either."

"but."

“It may not be impossible to study this as a topic.”

"It just so happens that I have a pair of eyes that are suitable for research, which also means that the emotional energy consumed by 'making a wish' will be lower."

“It looks like some of the content can be put on the agenda.”

"The light energy jade can increase the light energy of wind, earth and water, and the bi metal has a high adaptability to evil energy."

When Bagir's attention rarely shifted from women to magic research, the arguments in the chat group and the office also came to an end.

May chose to log off, and floated off the bed with a grunt to the library to read a book.

Dumbledore also compromised and chose to promote light power only among Squibs.

Let the darkness in the hearts of these poor people who are discriminated against by the magic world be illuminated by the sun, and they can also master magic without being defrauded of their money by deceptive advertisements such as [Quick Spellcasting - Introductory Magic Correspondence Course].

However, Grindelwald actually has a more radical idea, which is to promote the power of light among the criminals in Azkaban.

Let this power that can positively pollute people's hearts penetrate the whole body of the dark wizard, thereby abolishing their dark magic.

And restore the distorted three views to the right track.

But Dumbledore rejected this, saying that Azkaban would no longer serve a disciplinary purpose and would be no different from a Muggle prison in a high-welfare state that was luxurious and had all the necessary video game consoles.

Dumbledore saves the world once again.

The magic of the Long-Eared Tribe is two-sided. The original Long-Eared Tribe once referred to the light power and evil power as magic power.

If dark wizards were really allowed to learn, after being unable to gain entry for a long time and their nature being at odds with the good power of light, they might be able to glimpse the secrets of evil power.

By then, the dark wizard will usher in an epic enhancement.

If the power of magic cast by pure magic power is 1.

Then, when driven by magic, the power of the magic power used is 10.

Bagir had already discovered this.

Magic exists as a concept that is closer to magical power.

The wizard drives it with physical and mental strength which are just ordinary lower-level powers.

However, spirituality, emotional magic, the magic of great wizards, and magic power drive it, or are driven by it, and the effects caused are multiplication, not addition.

If magic power is compared to a stubborn stone, the wizard's magic is equivalent to throwing it with your hands.

With a wizard of a higher level of power, the magic is equivalent to throwing with a machine.

Since wizards are all mortal, it is certain that the stones thrown by machines can be thrown farther and with greater power.
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In the evening, when Harry and Ron set out on their journey back to Hogwarts, the sun was almost setting.

On the way, they also visited Zuko.

So they stuffed their pockets with dung bombs, burp candies, frog egg soap, and each of them had a nose-biting teacup.

But Ron's mind was not on the things in his pocket. He seemed to still be unsatisfied with everything in the Blind Pig Bar.

His face flushed, "Harry, it's hard to imagine that goblin food can be so delicious."

Harry took a sip of his butterbeer. "Don't you think it's more surprising to see the rare species in there? Giants, hags, trolls, and veela. I finally understand where Fleur's amazing charm comes from."

They passed the Three Broomsticks pub, which was still bustling with activity.

It was crowded, noisy, warm and smoky, and a woman with a curvaceous figure and pretty face was tending to a group of noisy wizards at the bar.

"That's Ms. Rosmerta," Ron said, blushing a little, "What a shame, we have to go to school tomorrow."

In his heart, the mature and charming older sister was far more attractive than the Veela mentioned by Harry.

"I don't know if we can still come to Hogsmeade after school."

"I've really lost my mind. We've been strolling along the beach these past few days and never thought of stopping on the road."

"Today I was busy looking at those foreign architectural shops."

Suddenly, Harry uttered a sound like mumbling in his sleep.

This made Ron misunderstand Harry's meaning, "You think she's beautiful too. Why don't we go to the bar and order something?"

"It's still a long time before curfew. We don't have to go back so early."

"No," said Harry.

"Nothing?" Ron hadn't finished speaking when he found Harry holding his hand and pulling him to the other side.

Suddenly, he found that the slope in front was crowded with people.

"When did the Shrieking Shack become so popular?" Ron asked, puzzled.

It is the most haunted residence in the UK.

It was located a little higher than the other houses in the village, the windows were boarded up, and the garden was damp and overgrown with weeds, making one feel creepy even in broad daylight.

But all the entrances here were sealed, and neither Fred nor George broke in.

In front of the rapidly changing Hogsmeade, it is just an insignificant and ignored old building.

But Ron understood the reason the next second.

The four large gold-plated characters "Haunted Hotel" appeared on the shabby wooden sign.

The high fences were removed.

Countless colorful ghosts were moving around the house, continuously sending down transparent leaflets.

Harry took one.

Unlike newspaper leaflets that the ghosts cannot touch, it has distinct colors and can be touched.

Written on it in bright red ink:

【Haunted Hotel

The Scream Shack transformation is the UK's scariest haunted house.

The Hogwarts ghosts are always there for you.

The view is wide and overlooks the entire Hogsmeade.

It is only 186m away from the train station, and convenient transportation is just a short walk away.

No meals included in accommodation.

Check-in after 2:00 on the same day and check-out before 12:00 the next day]

On the back was a photo of the hotel's interior. "How did these ghosts start a business? They don't need gold galleons at all," Ron said in surprise.

"Just ask," Harry waved his hand. "Hey! Nick! Nick! Look here."

"Harry!" Nick's head flew over first.

Although the head was still transparent, it had taken on a bloody color, and a very fashionable hat with feathers was pinned on top of the long curly hair.

Nick's body slowly floated behind him, as if it was invisible and present like a wisp of smoke.

"You—" Ron pointed to his neck, "How—"

"You mean my neck? All I can say is that I'm not nearly headless anymore," Nick said as he stuffed his head into his neck.

A miraculous thing happened after his head was put back in place.

His body, which was as transparent as light smoke, began to materialize, like the body of a living person, and there was even a shadow on the ground.

"This is the power of the magic circle of light." A hexagram circle flashed in Harry's eyes.

Nick looked at Harry in surprise, "You knew that?"

"Yes, it's the light-like sacred energy emanating from that tree."

"It keeps us half alive."

"We can manifest, touch matter as living beings, and be touched."

"It can also pass through matter like a wisp of smoke, just as it did before."

"You can eat now!" Foodie Ron guessed using his foodie intuition.

"Yes." Nick nodded.

The head accidentally slipped and then became transparent and merged into the ground.

Then it floated out of the bushes again and returned to its neck, "So we need to earn gold galleons."

"It would be too shameful to rely on the school for support."

"And then Dumbledore gave us the Shrieking Shack."

“We didn’t know it was his property before this.”

“It seems to have been used all along (UMNO had held meetings here before).”

"Except for a room with lots of scratches and animal paw prints."

“The other rooms inside were cleaner and tidier than expected, well maintained, and had many exquisite furniture and decorations.”

“It’s perfect for a hotel.”

Harry narrowed his eyes, "Being able to eat, come into contact with matter, and remain immortal, doesn't that mean immortality?"

"I'm afraid that more and more wizards will choose to become ghosts in the future."

Nick nodded, then shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked quickly.

Nick sighed. "Harry, you used that word very well - choice."

"I guess you've also discovered that those who become ghosts are wizards. Those ghost horses and ghost dogs are just byproducts of wizards becoming ghosts."

"Witches become ghosts because they can leave their mark on the world, so that they can walk powerlessly in the places where they have lived and walked."

"In essence, we are the ambiguous products that neither the underworld nor the living world wants, and that belong neither here nor there."

“We are not alive at all.”

"Just chose to be a feeble imitation of my living self."

Ron raised his hands. "You're not right."

"You know, for a long time last year, I discovered that I had a special talent for gossip and rumors."

"I also know the story of the bathroom myrtle."

"She was a muggle-born, Ravenclaw witch who died in the bathroom while still a student."

"But after becoming a ghost, she is not like you said that she can only stay in the places she walked by."

"In fact, she stalked Olive Hornby, who had previously mocked her, for a long time, even after the witch graduated."

"After Moaning Myrtle disrupts her brother's wedding, Olive has to go to the Ministry of Magic to ask for help to get Moaning Myrtle to stop her behavior."

"And has been in the bathroom at Hogwarts where she died ever since."

"So, ghosts are not what you said at all."

Nick hesitated. "Is that so? But there are many ghosts—"

Harry pushed up his glasses. "There is only one truth. Ghosts cannot reach strange places because they reject strange places themselves."

"And Myrtle, who is a Muggle-born and has only been to Diagon Alley and Hogwarts in the wizarding world, was able to do this, presumably because of an acquaintance of hers, Olive Hornby. She wanted to follow her, and thus got rid of her aversion to unfamiliar places."

"Just like you guys are now, coming to the Shrieking Shack to make money."

"With so many ghosts, it's impossible that every one of them has been to the Shrieking Shack."

Nick coughed, "You might be wrong about this."

"Once transformed by the magic of light, we naturally find that we can travel freely to unfamiliar places."

"Found out?" Ron frowned. "How did you find out?"

Nick explained, "Our essence is a brand. For example, if I leave Hogwarts and go to the place of beheading, I can get there in an instant."

"We have these little spots of light in our brains, and those are the places we can go."

“At each location, we can only move within a certain range.”

"This range doesn't necessarily mean that you have to visit it in person. For example, I've been to Hogwarts, so I can actually go to all the rooms in Hogwarts. Even the girls' bathroom, cough cough."

"It basically means we can't stray too far from that location."

"So, before this, we couldn't go down endlessly and penetrate deep rock layers, nor could we go up all the way and fly thousands of miles into the sky."

Harry's eyes lit up, "Which means you can do it now."

"If you want to go to the outside world, can you keep flying and fly out of the earth?"

"After all, you don't need to eat, and radiation in the physical sense is useless to you."

"What a great idea!" Nick slapped his thigh, "Why didn't I think of that?"

"Our ghost's journey is the boundless universe!"

“What a great idea!”

"But let's wait for now. We haven't enjoyed the things of a living being yet. I've almost forgotten what it's like to eat, bathe, and reproduce."

Ron agreed, "Yes, delicious food and toys are not to be missed."

"There's no fun in the universe. And what's so fun about going to the universe? Can't you just get there on a broom? (The frogs living on the moon. The Quibbler published an interview with a wizard who claimed that he flew to the moon on a broomstick and brought back a bag of frogs from the moon as evidence. Such statements have many believers among wizards who don't understand science)."

Harry was frowning.

Ron continued, "You haven't told me how you discovered the restrictions disappeared!"

Nick shrugged, "Of course I noticed the light in my mind disappeared after my body materialized."

"The fat monk who first discovered this ran straight to the beach of Hogsmeade."

"At first we thought that this was only possible when we were visible. After all, when we dematerialize our bodies, those light spots will reappear."

"But after testing, it was found that even if the ghost remains invisible, it can still go to unfamiliar places."

(End of this chapter)