Hogwarts founder returns to campus

Middle Ages, June 21, [-], Scottish Highlands.

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry History of Magic teacher, Binance Cuthbert was panting heavily, holding on to the trees to move forward with difficulty.

There was an extremely exquisite necklace hanging around his neck, but it was already full of cracks at the moment, and it seemed that it would be completely broken if he touched it lightly.

The forest was so quiet, it seemed that the wild beasts also sensed the danger and hid themselves, not daring to make a sound.

The noon sun penetrated the gaps in the leaves of the forest wantonly, and sprinkled on the forest path full of fallen leaves and dead branches.

Binns accidentally tripped over a dead branch growing horizontally. He let out a cry of pain, and at the same time, the necklace around his neck was completely broken, turning into fly ash and falling lightly among the dead leaves, before disappearing.

He tried his best to glance back at the path behind him, the sweat on his brow slipped into his panting mouth.

"Maybe it's still too late." Binns dug his hands into the bark, endured the pain of his nails being squeezed by the bark, and stood up again holding the tree.

Outside the deep woods, an incomparably magnificent castle can already be seen.

"As long as you pass through this forest, you will be there!" Binns kept cheering himself up, trying to squeeze out the last bit of strength from himself in this way.

As the necklace shattered, streaks of cyan began to appear on his body.These traces, like earthworms, began to travel wantonly under his skin.

As his trail got wider and wider, Binns found that the saliva he exhaled had changed, and little by little blood foam was blown to the ground along his panting.

Not only that, but his consciousness also began to become blurred, and the memories in his mind seemed to be fading away with him.

A green snake appeared in front of him, shaking its head slightly.

"I might not be able to get there." Binns smiled wryly, stroked the green snake's head lightly with his hand, and put the diary in front of the green snake, "This is the last thing I can do for you, don't let me down Oh me!"

He would reach into his pocket, hold his wand to his temple, and thrust in as he growled.

Many people suddenly appeared in front of him smiling at him, including Salazar, Etrin, Godric, Rowena, Helga, and many students and his family members...

The afternoon sun is even more intense, and even the cool shade of trees cannot dispel the poison.

Binns finally approached the walls of Hogwarts, linked by stone pillars topped with winged boars.

He jumped forward with all his strength, almost hitting the wall with his whole body, and then picked the gap between the bricks of the wall, trying to walk towards the gate of the castle.

His skin was almost dyed dark green, and the meridians all over his body emerged.

The meridian trembled like a centipede, and every tremor would make him feel more painful, and his soul seemed to be further away from himself.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" A familiar mocking voice suddenly came from above his head.

Binns raised his head suddenly, and a man on the stone pillar had landed lightly.

The man held a wand twisted like a poisonous snake in his hand, and he slowly lowered the hood on his head. Under the venomous sunlight, his head seemed as shiny as if it had been oiled.

Binnsben's dark green face instantly darkened a bit. He really didn't expect the man to come after him so quickly.

The magic props left to him by Salazar allowed him to travel five long distances, and finally landed in the forest outside Hogwarts.

Because Hogwarts prohibits apparation, there is no way to enter Hogwarts directly.

"Do you still need to guess? Serious and responsible Mr. Binns, if I don't come back to Hogwarts at this time, I will feel strange." The man walked up to him with high eyesight, "I have been waiting for you here for a long time."

At this time, Binns showed a relieved smile instead, and his shoulders were firmly pressed against the wall to prevent himself from slipping to the ground.

"I'm really sorry for making you wait so long." Binns said every word.

"It's too embarrassing, my dear Mr. Binns." The man wobbled and walked in front of him.

"It's very interesting." The man felt a little surprised, "For a moment, I really felt that you were waiting for me."

"Is this important? Now that I've met you, I still have a few questions I want to ask you." Binns' voice began to wheeze.

"It's wonderful, my dear Mr. Binns, you two are unexpectedly similar in this respect, both of you are very stubborn, and you are not afraid of death." The man clapped his hands and said while laughing.

"Why are you alive?" Binns gasped.

He felt that his emotions seemed to be draining, but for the current situation, it was not bad news, he could have a calmer mind to think about problems.

"For most wizards, I should be dead. Haierbo is just a dark wizard who was active more than 1000 years ago." The man didn't answer Binns' question directly, "But when I know the password of your lounge I'm still amazed that you guys can go that far."

Binns whispered: "Even if you hide behind the scenes, the clues of history will find out your whereabouts."

"That's really good, these words are still a bit familiar! Let me think about it... By the way! Merlin 500 years ago said the same thing as me." A fleeting nostalgia appeared on the man's face.

"But you are all equally hateful. If you cling to my identity, your ignorance and narrow-mindedness will really kill you!"

Binns snorted and said, "In my opinion, you are the most ignorant and narrow-minded one. You overestimate the status of wizards and underestimate the potential of Muggles. The only way out for this world is peaceful coexistence."

"It's the same words again." The man picked out his ears, as if he was about to pull something dirty out of his ears, "You know what? I'm tired of hearing it, no matter what they do, I'm always the only one who survived people."

Binns' pupils narrowed slightly, and he suddenly thought of a possibility, and what he needs now is to verify this possibility.

"You are nothing but a loser. History has only left you with the title of a dark wizard, that's all." Binns said loudly.

"Do you think so?" The man seemed very dissatisfied with Binns' words, his eyebrows raised high.

"Of course! Loser!" Teacher Binns sneered.

"I have eternal life! No matter who it is, no one can defeat me! Whether it was Alexander back then, Merlin later, or Salazar now! They all failed!"

The man was like a child who became angry from embarrassment. He started to fight when he couldn't say anything. He kicked Binns with a flying kick.