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

"Next to Nearly Headless Nick."

"Why is Nick following her."

"You do not know?"

"The ghosts want to be like Mrs. Potter, like a living person."

"When the holy light illuminated the entire Hogwarts, some people noticed that the ghosts also regained their blood color."

"That's not called holy light, it should be called the light of love. Didn't you read the report? That's the energy of love."

Harry had been suffering from this problem lately.

Different from the unknown incarnation lurking in the shadows.

Semi-independent, with an angelic embodiment of his motherhood, he chooses to keep it out at all times.

Rather than being stored inside the body.

But this is bad, through the shared senses, Harry can sense everything that his mother is experiencing right in front of him.

The students who were whispering after her, standing on tiptoe and looking at her not far away, and all kinds of ghosts who were trying to chat with her.

These things troubled Harry greatly, and he had the strange illusion of being an old father seeing his younger brother and daughter going out into society.

He is obviously the son.

But these are just minor issues.

The reason why no student dared to talk to their mother - Severus Snape, was Harry's biggest concern.

Whenever he had time and had no classes, he would come to his mother on time and say hello to her.

Chatting and talking about childhood.

But my mother is also curious about her childhood and the memories she has lost.

It was difficult for Harry to stop it.

"Bajir, what do you think I should do?"

He had no choice but to ask for help from Baqir, a good friend who even now he felt was unfathomable.

"You don't have to worry at all." Basil shrugged, "Mrs. Potter is not an independent existence. Even if she really falls in love with Snape, she will overrule her own opinion because she cares more about you."

"But if Mom really likes Snape, I won't stop her. I'll just bless her." Harry tried hard to suppress his nausea.

Basil raised the corner of his mouth playfully, "Even if you can sense Snape's kiss, touch, or even get closer?"

"You can't expect them to have a platonic relationship forever."

Harry nodded heavily, "Even so."

Puff! Bajir held his stomach and said, "Okay, I won't joke anymore."

"Mrs. Potter, your mother, would never fall in love with Snape."

"Unless you like men."

Harry didn't care about being angry, "What do you mean?"

Baqir explained: "What now makes up Mrs. Potter, in addition to her own imprint, also comes from you."

"So she is your mother and you are her father."

"So," Harry said, relieved. "My mother won't be with Snape? Great!"

"You are still too happy too soon." Basil reminded, "In my opinion, Snape is the easier one to deal with."

"He himself has no extravagant desire to be with Mrs. Potter. Maintaining the current relationship is the limit of what he can bear."

"Those ghosts are actually trouble."

"Nick?" Harry was a little confused. "He's fine."

Baqir cleared his throat and said, "This Halloween is Nick's 500th death anniversary."

"By then, Hogwarts will be filled with ghosts from all over the world."

"There is no ghost who doesn't long to be able to enjoy food, touch and hug others like a normal human being, just like your mother."

“It’s already October.”

"Although Halloween is on November 11, the corresponding Halloween dinner and Nick's death anniversary dinner will be chosen on the night of October 1."

"That's not all bad. What can they do?" Harry said nonchalantly.

He was not arrogant, his subconscious told him that in this castle, the only person he could not deal with was Bagir.

The rest, including Dumbledore and Grindelwald, were not a threat to him.

Bajir said seriously: "They cannot be eliminated."

"At most, they can be petrified and sealed. No magic can completely destroy ghosts."

"Their souls and magic are completely united."

"It has a property that cannot be consumed or divided, just like magic power."

"And not every ghost is as kind as Nick."

"We walked through the ghost's body and it just felt like we were taking an ice bath."

"Because we are wizards."

"Muggles aren't as resistant to magic as we are."

"Ghosts can become powerful by taking the lives of Muggles. Then they are called ghosts."

"It is a spirit that is closer to death, can show the appearance of decay and death, and has a voice like that of the evil bird that makes people lose their minds."

"They are very disgusting."

"You can imagine that half of his face is rotten and full of maggots, revealing a pale skeleton, and he suddenly appears behind you, roaring with a stench of decay."

"That's why the existence of ghosts is only heard of in Muggle legends and is rarely seen in the wizarding world."

"Every wizard who sees a ghost will choose to seal it. Even if their skills are not strong enough, they will report it to the Ministry of Magic."

"The Ministry of Magic's Ghost Office is actually mostly dedicated to suppressing them."

"To us, they are like annoying excrement, dung bombs that automatically track their targets."

"We won't be harmed by it, and we can drive it away with magic."

"But the fact that they appear in front of us is already disgusting."

"The bad thing is, among a large group of ghosts, a ghost can play a ghost perfectly."

Harry felt a little sick. "My mother's presence will attract those ghosts to this Deathday dinner?"

His eyes suddenly lit up, "Will they be scared?"

"Would it work if I tortured them with a curse?"

Harry thought about the guy in the shadow who he was going to seal away for the rest of his life (he didn't know he was already immortal).

That venomous snake is a dark magic creature with an ugly face like Voldemort.

Unlike his mother who was semi-independent, this dark magical creature was completely under his control.

But because of this, he was reluctant to use him.

He seemed to be the embodiment of his dark side, and seeing him was like seeing the ugliness in one's own heart.

Basil shook his head. He guessed what Harry was going to do.

"Ghosts are okay. You can scare and torture them through words and magic."

"But the ghosts who can degenerate into ghosts are all masochists."

"You torture them, and they'll be happy."

Baqir himself would have trouble with them.

The ghosts and spirits in this world really have a bit of the meaning of those in fantasy novels that are difficult to bury in heaven and difficult to destroy in the earth.

If they were not so weak compared to wizards and their methods were not limited, the world would have been ruled by dead wizards long ago.

Every wizard, when he grows to what he thinks is the best stage, will choose to commit suicide and refuse to go to the afterlife.

Basil could imagine this future - if ghosts and spirits could use magic.

Harry was a little annoyed, "What should I do?"

It's okay that he himself was disgusted by the ghost.

He didn't want his mother to see those dirty things.

Bajir pursed his lips and said, "Look over there."

"Snape?" Harry asked confused.

"Yes, that's him." Baqir nodded. "You can tell him your concerns. Let him help you drive away the ghost."

"This way you don't have to worry about dirtying your eyes and ears."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 186 Light Warriors?

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Snape can only suffer a little. I'm sure he's happy with that.

"Then I'll go find him!"

"Go ahead." Bajir nodded.

Then, his consciousness sank into the community space.

As he and Harry had said before, it was already October.

It has been more than three months since the last search for new members.

In fact, in mid-September, the chat group can search for new members again.

But when he saw the countdown of 1 natural days added after the search number 30, Bagir realized that the search times would continue to accumulate.

Leaving it unused will not delay the next search day.

So it’s been postponed until now.

Today the space looks like the Hufflepuff common room. The decoration of the room emphasizes a simple feeling. Hanging or placed plants can be seen everywhere, and they can sing and dance.

Plush sofas and chairs with yellow and black patterns and burnished copper edges make Bagel feel like home.

Others found it comfortable, too.

In fact, after every club activity, when preparing to carry out indescribable activities, they also prefer the Hufflepuff environment.

The sofas should be softer, with a faint scent of sunshine and grass.

"Madison, pay attention." Baqir was awakened and pushed her head away.

Before she knew it, Madison was crouching down.

"Don't you want to relax first?" Madison licked her lips.

"No." Bajir tightened his belt.

Everyone else will be used to it, and Sophie is ready to line up.

Bajir was full of black lines on his face. "We agreed to search for new members today."

Bella, who was standing behind Sophie, was disappointed at first, but then she jumped for joy and said, "That's great, I haven't seen any new members join yet!"

She noticed Ariana's look, "You don't count. I mean members of the other world. Excluding the existing linked world."

"Well," interrupted Baqir, "let's get started."

Then, he used his mind to click on the “+” sign that represented search.

[Ding Dong! New member found, [May] from the [Light Warrior/Magic King] world]

Madison was surprised, "Her world has two names? May?"