As a spirit, Myrtle's days had not been so lively for a long time.
Apart from the daily screams and cries, she even tried to dance in the ladies' room, was called by two boys, and even saw her 'old friend'.
Myrtle wanted to see Hong Bei, but not when she had destroyed the ladies' room and was at her loneliest and most despondent.
She also did not want to see a glamorous, young, beautiful Hombe who was even wearing a wedding dress.
"Are you serious?
Professor Snape? "Professor Mcgonagall frowned strategically. Snape's suggestion made Mag shudder.
"As long as there are no leeches in your ears," Snape paused, "it's not hard to tell that I'm being sarcastic."
"Of course. That's your specialty …" Professor Mcgonagall coughed and looked at Anna, who looked pitiful but was actually fearless. "Then, who can explain —"
"Why did this' bride 'appear in Hogwarts?"
"Don't say that she ran away from her marriage and entered the Forbidden Forest by mistake …" Professor Snape said in a hoarse voice. "Then, she was picked up by you dwarfs."
"Of course not. We …" Fred tried to say something.
"Don't say that you saved this lady and brought her here with all your efforts." Snape paused for a moment and added, "That's a typical Gryffindor excuse."
The twins swallowed their saliva at the same time.
Belinda was terrified when she saw Professor Mcgonagall. She stood aside to reduce her presence.
"Professors, I'm Olivia Hombe. I'm here to …" Hombe hoped to explain why she was here.
"Madam Hombe." Snape looked into Hombe's eyes and frowned. He interrupted her, "That … famous potion master?"
"Yes, Professor Snape."
Anna pondered and said, "Madam Hombe is … here to apply for a professorship …"
"?" The twins and Belinda were confused. Was that so?
Professor Mcgonagall coughed with a serious face. "I haven't heard about that. Madam Hombe, is it true?"
Hombe was silent for a while. That was a good idea. At least her safety was guaranteed in Hogwarts, and Myrtle wouldn't be so lonely …
"Yes, I'm here to apply for a position as a potion professor." Hombe nodded. "I came from Hogsmeade. These kids are just showing me the way."
Professor Mag thought that she had come in through the door that Filch was guarding, so he didn't pursue the matter.
However, she had other questions.
"With all due respect, Madam Hombe. Although everyone has the freedom to wear clothes, why did you choose to apply in a wedding dress?" Professor Mcgonagall frowned.
"That's because her fiancé cheated on her with a maid. She only found out about it on the day of the wedding. So, she ran away in anger and tried to devote herself to education to start a new chapter in her life!" Anna made up a ridiculous reason.
"Hahaha!
I knew it!
She didn't wear a wedding dress because of what you said before. "It seemed that the fabricated reason was more convincing. Myrtle in the sky obviously believed it.
She laughed out loud and floated to Hombe's side. "Olivia Hombe. Hahaha, what bad luck. Fiancé cheated on you?
Very good. "
"Then I'll reluctantly allow you to join my … um … 'Poor Woman' Club." Myrtle came up with a name on the spot.
"It's the same as the 'Headless Hunters'." She nodded and added to herself.
"It's my pleasure." Madam Hombe smiled brightly and agreed to join the 'Poor Woman' Club. However, she didn't look pitiful at all.
"Well then, Madam Hombe." Professor Mcgonagall shook her robe. "Please follow me. Although very few people apply for the position of Potions Professor and we do have a vacancy, you still need to pass a certain test to become a professor in Hogwarts …"
"And you look so young …" Professor Mcgonagall smiled and looked at the 'young' Madam Hombe.
Anna scratched her chin and suddenly thought of something. If Myrtle was from Voldemort's era … Hombe and Myrtle were classmates … then how old was Mrs. Hombe?
The age of a witch was the world's unsolved mystery.
Fortunately, this mystery would be solved soon. "Professor Mcgonagall, I have to correct one thing." Hombe smiled.
"I'm 58 years old. I'm not as young as you think."
Professor Mcgonagall, who was older than me and had a lot of wrinkles on her face, had a shocked expression on her face.
Although the average life expectancy in the magic world was 110 years old, 58 years old was still considered a mature woman with a lot of experience.
If one learned Potions well, one would not look old. For the first time, Anna had a strong desire to study Potions in detail.
Fred frowned and suddenly thought of poor Ichiro who was knocked out by Anna. Hmm … He shook his head and found that George also shook his head. The two of them looked at each other and showed a strange expression at the same time.
Belinda quickly accepted this setting. She was very excited. "Miss Hombe, is this the effect of your Beauty Potion?"
"Yes." Hombe nodded. "I want to keep my appearance as I was when Myrtle last saw me, so that when she sees me again, I won't feel unfamiliar."
"I can brew this' Freshness Potion 'for you." She lowered her voice. "It's a thank you gift."
"Thank you so much!" Belinda felt that today was her lucky day.
"So," Snape's hoarse voice sounded again. "Professor Mcgonagall, it seems that there is no teddy bear in a wedding dress here. There is a 'young' runaway bride who came to steal my job."
"But that's good. Maybe my dream of being a Defense Against Black Magic professor will come true soon." Snape smiled for the first time. "Welcome in advance, my new 'young' colleague."
[Teaching Dream Team: Find five suitable professors for the Hogwarts. Mission progress (1/5)]
Professor Mcgonagall imitated Snape and snorted. She did not continue to pursue the matter of the teddy bear. She glanced at Anna and left with Mrs. Hombe.
After they left the ladies' room, Anna suddenly thought of something. Under the surprised gaze of her friends, she called out to Snape. "Professor Snape... I want to ask a question!"
Snape stared at Anna with his empty eyes. He raised his head slightly and motioned for her to speak.
Snape's' don't talk nonsense 'aura made Anna feel that it was a wrong decision to speak. "Uh... You and Myrtle... have known each other for a long time, right?"
Snape did not reply. He looked at Anna's green eyes, but Anna did not look at him. "Myrtle wants to know if you... treat her as a friend..."
Belinda looked at them from the side and did not dare to breathe loudly. The twins looked at Snape the Black Bat with bright eyes.
Myrtle secretly poked her head out from the corner of the wall.
The atmosphere inexplicably became awkward. After a while, just when Anna wanted to muddle through with a laugh, Professor Snape spoke.
"What?
Does she also want to invite me to join the 'poor woman' club? "