Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The furnace burned quietly, Ivan wrote quickly, and by the time the others returned, he had finished the article, leaving only a few details to modify.

“Evan!” Hermione and Colin took the lead in the public lounge, and she ran over with joy, "Great, we took enough pictures, and we got the manuscript of his novel from Professor Lockhart. How's it going here? ”

“It went well, it was done.” Evan wrote down the last letter.

“Let me take a look.” Hermione picked up the parchment and immediately noticed what was on it, and the expression on her face gradually became surprised, "Oh, my God, this is...”

Without waiting for her to say anything, Harry and Ron walked into the public lounge and, contrary to Hermione and Colin, they looked in poor shape.

“Guys, what a terrible night!” Ron explained in a monotonous voice, "When we left the auditorium, we first met the furry ghost in the innermost corridor on the third floor and threw the big shit at him, and then he was caught by a sudden Felch, who thought it was me and Harry, who had to take us to his office. ”

“Wait, what are you guys doing there? I remember that corridor was supposed to be empty.” Evan's heart moved, and that corridor was his focus, because at the end of the corridor was the bathroom of the crying golden maid, the entrance to the secret chamber.

He had tried to go there to find the crying Peach Golden Girl when no one was there, but was caught by Philch's cat, Mrs. Loris, several times in a row, and was immediately caught by Philch, and Ivan had to waste a lot of tongue explaining to the other why he was going to the girls' bathroom, which was not an easy task.

“I think I saw Ginny go by, but that's not the point.” Ron waved, “The point is that we both managed to escape from Filch and find Nick on the fifth floor, and he agreed to persuade the other ghosts to help us gather the news, provided...”

“Go to his 500-year-old anniversary party, on Halloween day.” Harry's voice is just as weak, “we've agreed! ”

“Think about it, on Halloween day, going to Nick's taboo party in the basement.” Ron took a breath of cool air, and then immediately realized that Ivan and Hermione, sitting next to the furnace fire, seemed indifferent to the matter.

Ivan was thinking about Ginny, Hermione was completely immersed in Ivan's story, and he didn't even hear what Ron was saying.

“I'm not surprised at all what's going on between you two, this is a ghost party...” Ron didn't finish his words, Harry next to him pulled him carefully, he noticed Hermione's expression was a little unusual, his hands held onto the parchment paper in his hand, his eyes red.

He stopped furiously, unsure if he had stimulated Hermione himself.

“Hermione, are you okay?” Harry asked softly.

“I'm fine, Harry!” Hermione raised her head and wiped her eyes with her hands.

The next second, when no one responded, she suddenly stood up and gave Harry a hug.

“Hermione, you...” Harry was confused.

“Harry, this is Ivan's article, and you should see it.” Hermione stuffed parchment into Harry's hand.

Harry shifted his suspicious gaze to parchment paper, and three seconds later he realized what was written on it and his face grew pale.

“Evan, these...”

“It's all true. I know the truth from Mrs. Bashida Basat.” Ivan explains, "she's been living in Godric's Hollow, your parents' neighbor, and witnessed everything happen that day. ”

The atmosphere grew depressed and no one spoke.

“Please, who can tell me what's the matter with this?” Ron mumbled with some dissatisfaction, Hermione hurriedly explained to him in a low voice.

After listening to Hermione's explanation, looking at Harry, who was getting pale, Ron looked worried and said, "Harry, Evan wrote all this, about your mother, didn't you know that before? ”

“I don't know, nobody's ever told me that before.” Ha, use the trembling voice to answer and try to keep your tears from falling.

But it didn't seem to work, and the text on the parchment seemed to appear in front of him, and Harry let Buddha see that night, Voldemort killed his parents, and the green light and women's cries that repeatedly appeared in his dreams during that hour.

“Sorry, Harry!” For a long time, Ivan whispered that he had only noticed how much it hurt Harry to write these things himself.

For Harry, who had known almost nothing about his parents for more than a decade, now suddenly presented the details of their death, which must have been a very cruel thing for him.

“It's not your fault, Ivan, it's just that I used to...” Ha, wiped the tears off my cheeks with force.

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

“Don't worry, give him to me.” Ron followed him.

On the sofa next to the fireplace, there was only a frustrated Ivan, a red-eyed Hermione, and Colin who didn't know exactly what had happened.

“It was all my fault that I wrote about his mother without seeking Harry's prior consent. ”

“In fact, I think you write very well.” Hermione walked over and hugged Ivan, "Harry just needed some time to digest the matter. ”

Upon hearing Hermione's reassurance, Ivan's mood improved somewhat, and he handed Hermione a reply from Bashida Basat, discussing some of the things that had happened that day, and the topic gradually turned to the content and typography of other articles in the newspaper.

Time gradually passed and Colin sat away for a while because of the photo processing, while Hermione stayed until midnight before returning to bed with a thick parchment paper.

By the time the furnace was about to burn out, there was only Ivan left in the public lounge, and then he saw Ginny climb in clumsily.

She looked very lukewarm, seemed to have just fought the troll, and her robe was dusty, paler than Harry's, and she couldn't see half the blood.

Ivan's heart sinks sharply. Has the Chamber been opened?

“Ginny, you...”

“Don't worry, Evan! ”

Behind Ginny, Fred climbed in, “Ginny followed us to confirm a newly discovered secret passage and had a little trouble. ”

“It was a disaster when a crate of big shit eggs was found by Skinny Ghosts, and luckily we ran fast.” George also climbed in with him.

“Hope Felch can handle it!” Ginny nodded with approval.

Evansson was relieved to hear their explanation, and he thought Ginny was under Tom Riddle's control in the secret room, which doesn't seem to be the case at all.

It was late, after a few more chocolates, they went back to bed and stood outside their bedroom, Ivan frowned and watched Ginny's figure gradually disappear around the corner of the stairs.

“Ginny, do you know Tom Riddle?” Ivan muttered suddenly.

“What did you say?” Ginny stopped, she didn't seem to hear clearly, and it took a while to whisper in response.

“No, nothing, good night.” Ivan turned around and went into the bedroom.

“Good night, Evan!” Under the candlelight, the girl's brown eyes were unusually bright.