Chapter 1135: Big Heart and Fat Body

There are two things in this world that cannot be looked at directly, one is the sun and the other is the human heart.

——Keigo Higashino

Muggles think ghosts only appear at night, but at least in Hogwarts, ghosts can also appear during the day, but they appear transparent and can only be seen when they move.

"Fat Friar!" Pomona called to the passing merry ghost on the way to the principal's office.

"Oh, your voice sounds familiar." The fat monk looked at her in confusion, "But who are you?"

Pomona hid the mask on her face.

"Oh, it's you, Dean." The fat monk said with a smile, "Why are you back?"

"I'm looking for Minerva. Is she in the principal's office?"

"I watched her accompany the commissioner to the venue."

"What are they doing there?" Pomona asked.

"Maybe it has something to do with Professor Firenze's courses. He is currently teaching both astronomy and divination. I heard that Professor McGonagall asked you to invite Sinista back. Can I see her next semester?"

Pomona couldn't answer his question.

"What's wrong with the lessons taught by the centaurs?" Severus asked.

"Who are you?" the fat monk asked.

"Her husband." Severus said in his own voice. "I remember you were invited to our wedding."

"Ah, I remember you." The fat monk said, "You are the Head of Slytherin."

"Still the former headmaster, although I only served as one for a year." Severus said smoothly, "Please answer the question I just asked."

"Many of the views of horse people are inconsistent with humans. They pay more attention to the stars and think the scars left on the body are insignificant." The fat monk pointed to his forehead, "But in fact, some scars are indeed very important. In recent years,

The students at Hogwarts are becoming less and less concerned about injuries, and Minerva doesn't think this is a good sign."

"What?" Pomona exclaimed.

"So they can get tattoos to cover up their scars," said the fat monk. "This is a good excuse."

"Oh, my God." Pomona whispered in disbelief.

"They become careless and do not pay attention to minor injuries and minor accidents, because Firenze believes that these scars are like ants moving. They do not affect the movement of celestial bodies and cannot affect their destiny. Minerva felt

It's time to get some courses back to human teaching, but you know, we don't have astronomy teachers right now, especially at the Astronomy Tower, where that happened."

"Do you think Sybil can handle astronomy?" Severus asked Pomona.

"This is also what Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney communicated with. Oh, I heard this from other ghosts." The fat monk said eloquently, "The divination exam is completely meaningless, especially the crystal ball divination.

So far, no student has passed, and most of them have made up some random things. On the contrary, astronomy and astrology are somewhat related. If you want to do astrology, you must first identify the positions of all the stars, right?"

"If the Divination exam is cancelled, what course will be used to replace it?" Pomona asked, "Or is it one less exam?"

"The Minister of Magic's suggestion is to use Muggle Studies instead. He believes that Muggles are not as ignorant as many wizards think." The fat monk said.

"Sounds reasonable," Severus said. "What are you looking at in the crystal ball?"

In fact, Pomona didn't see anything from the crystal ball, except for the prophecy balls that recorded prophecies.

But she couldn't say it because Sybil was so pitiful.

"I remember that there were only 4 subjects tested in the second week of the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination..."

"Look, that's what everyone's favorite teacher said." Severus said with a fake smile, "Add an exam subject."

"I don't think this is a good idea either." The fat monk said, "Although these two days are rest days, no one is in the mood to play."

"Yes, I know." Pomona said helplessly, "The library must be full of people now."

"There is also an underground black market, and smart drugs are still the best-selling ones." The fat monk continued, "A brilliant mind is a talent that everyone wants, but I think tolerance is more precious, and it should not be closed even if the test scores are not good.

Gate, Harry Potter and many others of his generation failed the Ultimate Wizarding Examination, but he still became an Auror."

"That was a special time, because of the war." Severus smiled sarcastically, "What's more, Harry Potter is not an ordinary person. Of course, he and his accomplices can take shortcuts that ordinary people cannot take."

Pomona seemed to hear the plosive nickname "Saint Potter" given to Harry by Draco Malfoy.

Politics is like this. If Harry's grades and Severus's consistent difficulty in Potions class, he may not be qualified to become an Auror. If coupled with the fact that the Minister of Magic is Fudge, then Harry's dream of becoming an Auror

It will always be a dream.

"How is Peeves?" Pomona immediately changed the subject, "Can he attend the freshman banquet next year?"

"On this point, Sir Porpington and the Bloody Baron are still consistent. They believe that banning Peeves from attending the opening banquet was passed by the Ghost Meeting. This will not change just because you let him attend the wedding."

"That's a pity. He obviously behaved quite well at the banquet."

"Sir Porpington thinks Peeves will pay attention to his words and deeds because you invited Barrow. It is very wise for you to do so, but he does not understand why you arranged the wedding venue in the centaurs' divination classroom." Fatty

said the monk.

"I like that place very much."

"The Bible says that the Kingdom of Heaven is like a wedding banquet arranged by a king for his children. As the manager of the Hogwarts kitchen and the host of the banquet, your wedding is too simple." The fat monk said.

"That's okay," Pomona said. "Is Peeves still calling you nicknames?"

Not becoming a cardinal was the Fat Friar's biggest regret in his life, but Peeves always called the Fat Friar "My Lord Bishop". Sometimes Peeves was quite annoying.

"Not as often as before." The fat monk said. "After all, he has been at Hogwarts longer than me, and he has called me that for hundreds of years. It will be difficult to change it in a while."

"Then what did he call you?" Pomona asked.

"Just like everyone else, monk." The fat monk touched his round belly, "I thought I could lose weight again after becoming a ghost. I was obviously very thin when I was young."

"Is it because the food at the convent is so delicious?" Pomona asked.

"It's far from as rich as the banquet at Hogwarts." The fat monk said nostalgically, "Carelessness is a bad habit, but the atmosphere in the monastery is too dull. I just want to create a little happy atmosphere."

"It's not a wise idea to turn a rabbit into a chalice," Pomona said.

"And your talents," Severus said. "Your Muggle colleagues are jealous of your healing abilities."

"I thought they just didn't understand." The fat monk said dryly.

"Oh, we met some therapists like you on this trip who are good at treating skin diseases." Pomona said, "Have you been to Italy?"

"I think this is another regret of mine." The fat monk bowed to the two of them and then flew away.

"Merlin's beard." Pomona murmured in surprise. "Have I become a nuisance too?"

"How can you say that?" Severus said disgustedly.

"This is socializing! Oh my god, I can't even keep talking to the fat monk." Pomona whispered in a broken voice, and then punched Severus hard.

"Why did you beat me?"

"It's your fault!"

He wanted to argue with her, but finally endured it.

"What are you planning?" Pomona asked cautiously, staring at his face.

"One day you will know." The vindictive Snape pulled his robe and ran rampant in the corridors of Hogwarts again. The passing students immediately ran away from him when they saw him.

Although they didn't know who Severus Snape was.

After all, except perhaps the seventh graders, none of these children had ever seen the living Head of Slytherin.

"We are going to the venue, are you going back to the cellar?"

The menacing old bat stopped.

"If you have anything else to do, you can do it. I'm going to find Minerva first. By the way, you can ask the old slug who is the best alchemist alive in this century." Pomona pointed to the stairs.

Get him to step down "or we're going to find Nick Flamel."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Severus did not follow. The students passing by did not react much when they heard the name Nico Flamel. It seemed that they did not know who "Nicholas Flamel" was.
Chapter completed!