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Harry Potter and the Secret Tresures

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Chapter 19: Irving's worry

The fire burned quietly, and Avon wrote it quickly. When other people came back, he had already completed the article, leaving only some details to be revised.

"Avon!" Hermione and Colin took the lead in the public restroom. She ran over with a happy look. "Great, we took enough photos and got the manuscript of his novel from Professor Lockhart. How is your work here?"

"It's very smooth, it's done." Ai Wen wrote the last letter.

"Let me have a look." Hermione took the parchment and noticed the above. The expression on her face gradually became astonished. "Oh, this is..."

Before she could express her opinion, Harry and Ron followed the walk into the common room, which was the opposite of Hermione and Colin. Their status looked very bad.

undefined"Guys, it's awful tonight!" Ron explained in a monotonous voice. "After we left the auditorium, we first encountered a Pippi ghost in the innermost corridor of the third floor, and then suddenly The appearance of Filch caught, he thought it was me and Harry did, and had to take us to his office."

"Wait, what are you going there, I remember that there should be no one in the corridor." Ai Wen's heart was moving, and the corridor was the focus of his attention, because at the end of the corridor was the bathroom of the crying myrtle, the entrance to the secret room. .

He tried to go there to find the crying myrtle when no one was there, but it was discovered many times by Filch's cat "Mrs. Loris", and then immediately caught by Filch, Ivan had to waste a lot. It's not an easy task to explain to the other person why you want to go to the girls' bathroom.

"I seem to see Ginny go, but this is not the point." Ron waved. "The point is that we both escaped from Filch and found Nick on the fifth floor. He also agreed to convince other ghosts." To help us collect news, but the conditions are..."

"Go to his 500-year-old party, on Halloween." Harry's voice was equally weak, "We have promised!"

"Think about it, on Halloween, go to the basement to participate in Nick's jealousy party." Ron took a breath, and then found that in addition to Colin, Ivan and Hermione sitting next to the fire seemed to be on this piece. Things are indifferent.

When Evan was thinking about Ginny, Hermione was completely immersed in the story of Ai Wen, and did not hear what Ron was saying.

"What the two of you are going on, not at all surprised, this is a gathering of ghosts..." Ron's words were not finished, and Harry was careful to pull him, and he noticed Hermione. The expression was a bit abnormal, holding the parchment in his hands and his eyes were red.

He slammed down, not sure if he had stimulated Hermione.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry whispered.

"I'm fine, Harry!" Hermione raised her head and wiped her eyes with her hand.

The next second, when everyone did not react, she suddenly stood up and gave Harry a hug.

"Hermione, you..." Harry was a little overwhelmed.

"Harry, this is an article written by Ai Wen, you should look at it." Hermione stuffed the parchment into Harry's hand.

Harry shifted his doubtful eyes to the parchment. Three seconds later, he realized what was written on it and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Avon, these..."

"It's all true. I know the truth from Mrs. Bahida Bashat." Aiwen explained, "She has been living in the Godric Valley, your parents' neighbor, and witnessed everything happening that day."

The atmosphere gradually became dull and no one spoke.

"Please, can anyone tell me what is going on here?" Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, and Hermione hurriedly explained to him.

After listening to Hermione's explanation, looking at Harry, who was getting paler and paler, Ron said with a worried look, "Harry, Ivan wrote these things about your mother, don't you know it before?"

"I don't know, no one has ever said this to me before." Ha answered with a trembling voice, trying to keep his tears from falling.

But this doesn't seem to work. The text on the parchment seems to be in the real scene. Harry shows that on that night, Voldemort killed his parents, and that childhood reappeared in his dreams. The green light and the cry of the woman.

"Sorry, Harry!" For a long time, Avon whispered, and he noticed how much damage he had done to Harry.

For the past ten years, Harry has almost no knowledge of his parents' affairs. Now he suddenly presents their death process in detail. For him, it must be a very cruel thing.

"This does not blame you, Ai Wen, just me before..." Ha used the force to wipe the tears on his cheeks.

The anomaly in the corner quickly caught the attention of others. Harry didn't want others to see that he was crying. He turned and ran to the bedroom, holding the parchment in his hand.

"Do not worry, give him to me." Ron followed and ran over.

On the sofa next to the fireplace, there was only a frustrated Ai Wen, Hermione with red eyes, and Colin who didn't figure out what was going on.

"It's all my fault. I didn't ask Harry for permission before I wrote about his mother's affairs."

"In fact, I think you wrote very well." Hermione came over and hugged Ai Wen. "Harry just needs some time to digest this thing."

After hearing Hermione's comfort, Ai Wen's mood improved somewhat. He sent Baxinda Bassat's reply to Hermione. The two discussed some things that happened that day. The topic gradually turned to other newspaper articles and typesetting.

As time went by, Colin left for a while because she had to deal with the photos. Hermione stayed until midnight and went back to sleep with thick parchment.

When the fire was about to burn out, there was only one person in the common room, and then he saw Ginny crawling in awkwardly.

She looks very embarrassed, seems to have just wrestled with the monsters, the robes are full of dust, the face is paler than Harry, can not see half of the blood.

Ai Wen's heart slammed down, and the Chamber of Secrets has been opened!

"Ginny, you..."

"Don't worry, Avon!"

Behind Ginny, Fred followed and climbed in. "Ginny followed us to confirm a newly discovered secret road and encountered a little trouble."

"A full box of dung eggs was discovered by Pippi ghosts. It was a disaster. Fortunately we ran fast." George also climbed in.

"I hope that Filch can handle it!" Ginny nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing their explanation, Ai Wen sighed. He thought that Ginny was controlled by Tom Riddle to the Chamber of Secrets. It seems that this is not the case at all.

It was already late, and after they had eaten some chocolate, they went back to sleep and stood outside their bedroom. Ai Wen frowned and watched Ginny's figure disappear into the corner of the stairs.

"Ginny, do you know Tom Riddle?" Avon suddenly murmured.

"What are you talking about?" Ginny paused. She didn't seem to hear it. After a long time, she whispered.

"No, nothing, good night." Ai Wen turned and entered the bedroom.

"Good night, Avon!" Under the candlelight, the girl's brown eyes were very bright.