HP Dawn Night

I felt bad when I woke up.

Because I was not only tied up, but also blindfolded and thrown to the ground.

The damp and cold environment tells me that I am now in that so-called "secret room" nine out of ten times.

"Vio, Vio." Someone stumbling over, it was Draco's voice.

"Draco?" I asked.

"Wait a minute." Draco helped me untie the rope with trembling hands, and then tore off the blindfold, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay." I said.

Draco seemed to be relieved, and rushed over to hug me excitedly: "Merlin, as long as you are fine, otherwise I will definitely kill those two bastards, Potter and Weasley!"

I blinked to adjust to the dim light, then was stunned by what I saw: a giant green snake lying dead on the ground, and Potter standing next to a sitting Gryffindor girl, Carrying a silver sword and a diary with a hole, a golden-red phoenix is ​​hovering in the sky.

"Oh, Ginny Weasley," I felt my brain slow down, "you brought me into the Chamber of Secrets?"

Ginny Weasley shuddered, gasped, and burst into tears.

"It can't be her." Draco said angrily, helping me up, "Let's talk about it when we get out." Over there, Ginny Weasley was crying.

Draco pulled me around the corpse of the giant snake and walked out. When we walked through a corridor, the two stone doors behind us closed.

Other than Weasley waiting outside, there was—

"Lockhart?" I looked at Lockhart in amazement, who seemed to be a different person, "Is this him?"

Lockhart was sitting on the ground, humming a little tune contentedly.

"Hello," he said, looking up at us amiably, "this place is weird, isn't it? Do you live here?"

"No." Weasley replied.

"It's true." Draco sighed, "This is a tragic story."

"Have you ever wondered how we're going to get back up there down the hose?" Potter asked Weasley.

Weasley shook his head. The phoenix was flapping its wings in front of Potter at this moment, its sparkling eyes were extraordinarily bright, and it was swinging the long golden feathers on its tail.Potter looked at it hesitantly.

"It seems like it wants you to catch it," said Weasley, puzzled, "but you're too heavy for a bird to pull you up."

"The phoenix is ​​not an ordinary bird." I couldn't help but say, "It seems to want us to catch it together."

"Okay... we have to grab one by one. Ginny, you grab Ron's hand. Violet, you grab Ginny's other hand, Malfoy, you grab Violet, and finally, Professor Lockhart—”

"He's talking about you," Weasley said to Lockhart curtly.

"You catch Malfoy."

When we got back to the surface, I found out it was a girls' bathroom.

However, one thing that confuses me is why Ginny Weasley looks alive and kicking, but I feel like I have wiped the trophy cabinet for a month?

Draco picked me up half-dragging and half-hugging: "You'll soon find out why, but I'm not sure if there will be another homicide at Hogwarts."

"I finally waited until you came back, Draco, if you don't come back, I'm going to find the professors." I turned my head, and Blaise sat on the sink, looking at us boredly, seeing me looking at him, Blaise smiled Smiling, "Hi, Violet, it's good to see you again."

"Brace, are you also involved in violating school rules?"

Blaise smiled easily: "It's not unacceptable once in a while."

We followed Phoenix to Professor McGonagall's office. Potter knocked and pushed the door open.

For a while, there was silence all around.

"Vio!" Dad stretched out his arms and walked over to hug me quickly, "Thanks Merlin!" He seemed unable to say anything else, so I hugged Dad back:

"Look, I'm fine."

The Weasleys also rushed forward to put their arms around their lost and found daughter.

After Potter told the ins and outs of the matter, Dumbledore made excuses to send everyone else away, leaving only Potter.

Dad took me to the infirmary himself: "You have to stay in the hospital for a few days."

"Why?" I almost jumped up.

"Ginny Weasley took you into the Chamber of Secrets after being possessed, unfortunately she seems to have used some rude methods to get you in."

"..."

"So you may have a concussion, although you have no trauma."

We-s-lay!

The only good news is that Pansy is still in the infirmary.

"Miss Parkinson will take a while to get back to normal, maybe you can keep company," Dad said.

After my begging and Dad's intervention, Madam Pomfrey finally allowed Draco and Blaise to come in and accompany us.

"We checked the information in the library. The monster rampant in Hogwarts is a basilisk. At that time, all the students were informed to return to the lounge, but when we went back, we found that you were not there. Taking advantage of Professor Snape On the way out, Draco and I slipped out of the common room, and we met Potter, and we forced them to take us to the chamber, and I stayed outside to watch, and Draco went down with them."

Blaise's account is unremarkable, but I can imagine what it must have been like.

"I love you all so much." I almost burst into tears, and after hugging the two boys in turn, I asked, "So Ginny Weasley is possessed? Did she do it alone?"

"It can be said that the power hidden in the diary controlled her." Draco nodded.

"She was so careless," Blaise said objectively. "If she hadn't been so gullible, a lot of things wouldn't have happened."

"But this ending is not bad. The monster is dead, and the petrified people will recover." I yawned and looked at Pansy on the bed next to me.

"Yeah." Blaise walked over to look at Pansy. In the far bed, surrounded by her family, Ginny Weasley seemed to have recovered a little.

"What do you think of Weasley after this?" Draco asked me suddenly.

"Hard to say," I replied, "but, you know, I think we should change our minds about Neville Longbottom."

"Oh?" Draco raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"You'll find him a much cuter Gryffindor than Weasley," I said.

Draco smiled slightly, not completely convinced: "Maybe." He straightened the corner of the quilt for me, "You can sleep first."

"I'm going to wait for Pansy," I said stubbornly. "We haven't spoken in a long time."

"I promise I'll call you when Pansy wakes up," Draco said, holding up his hand. "I swear to Merlin."

"Okay then." I yawned and drank the rest of the medicine.

The world suddenly became very quiet and beautiful, which made me forget the unhappiness not long ago and even the whole semester.

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