Chapter 244: Conversation in the principal's office, witnessing the phoenix's rebirth, ano

The corridor was empty.

The little wizards had all gone back to the classroom for class, and only their footsteps could be heard.

It was a bit messy, and everyone was walking unsteadily.

"Professor." Harry said nervously again, "I really didn't hurt Justin."

Professor McGonagall led them to turn a corner silently, and stopped in front of a huge and ugly stone monster.

She said seriously: "Harry, we will not doubt any little wizard. If we haven't done it, we haven't done it.

But if we have done it, it will inevitably leave traces, and no one can escape it."

She turned her head again and said to the stone monster: "Lemon ice cream."

Obviously, this was a command.

Although everyone was a little nervous, they couldn't help but marvel at this scene.

The wall was slowly opened, and there was a spiral staircase behind it.

After everyone stood on it, the stairs slowly moved upwards, like an escalator.

After they stepped on it, the original wall made a rumbling sound and closed automatically.

They followed the spiral staircase, rising higher and higher, and finally, they felt a little dizzy.

Everyone saw a shining oak door with a brass door in the shape of a griffin.

The little wizard's heart sank, and they knew where Professor McGonagall had taken them.

This must be Dumbledore's office.

After seeing this door, the stone staircase stopped rotating and they stepped out of the stone staircase.

Professor McGonagall knocked on this door, and the door opened quietly, and everyone walked in.

Professor McGonagall asked them to wait here, and then she left the door.

The little wizards watched all this curiously, especially Mikel.

He widened his eyes, wishing he could record everything in Dumbledore's office, if only he had a camera in his hand.

He would definitely take pictures crazily now.

Ron also looked around curiously, and whispered to Harry, "If I wasn't called here under such circumstances, I would feel more relaxed.

I've been to so many professors' offices, and this one is definitely the most interesting!"

Harry nodded, "I think so too."

Lin Xia looked around.

The first thing that came into view was a spacious, beautiful round room, full of all kinds of funny little noises.

On the table with slender legs, there were many strange silverware.

The silverware rotated and sprayed small streams of smoke.

The walls here were also covered with portraits, but not like Lockhart, who hung all his own self-portraits.

Here were portraits of the old principals, both men and women, who were all in their own frames, snoring softly.

There was also a huge table in the room, which was in the shape of a claw.

On a shelf behind the table, there was a tattered, wrinkled wizard hat - the Sorting Hat.

When Harry saw the Sorting Hat, he hesitated.

He took a step and walked to the Sorting Hat.

Draco noticed and asked, "Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry explained, "I want to ask the Sorting Hat some questions."

He didn't know why he was so impulsive, as if there was an invisible driving force that prompted him to pick up the hat and put it on.

The hat was too big and slid down to cover his eyes, just like the first time he wore it.

Harry waited quietly, and after a while, a small voice said in his ear, "Is there something you don't understand, Harry Potter?"

While Harry was communicating with the Sorting Hat, Hermione found an interesting little thing.

She touched Lin Xia and pointed to a place in the room.

"Look, is that a bird? It looks holy and ugly."

When Lin Xia saw the bird, she thought of the pet egg still placed in the golden wooden house.

For some reason, she felt that the breath exuded by the bird was somewhat similar to the breath that the pet egg had been emitting from time to time recently.

But the two are essentially different.

This fiery red bird looked like a turkey with half of its feathers plucked out, and it looked old and frail.

But Lin Xia could feel a strong and vigorous vitality from it.

This vitality was much stronger than her pet egg.

Lin Xia walked over and looked deeply at the bird, and the bird also looked at it with a sad look, and at the same time made a choking sound.

It looked extremely weak, and Lin Xia felt that it was very contradictory.

It looked very sick, but why was its breath so energetic?

Ron, Hermione and Draco also came over.

Draco asked: "Its eyes are lifeless, will it die?"

Just as Lin Xia was watching it for a while, a few more feathers fell from its tail.

Hermione said: "I thought its feathers were plucked out, but I didn't expect it to be completely lost."

After a while, Harry also came over.

He came to the front of the bird and observed it.

Lin Xia asked: "How did you communicate with the Sorting Hat?"

Harry took a deep breath, his expression extremely solemn.

"I communicated with it about the Sorting. I was wondering if it had put me in the wrong Sorting House. The Sorting Hat guessed my thoughts at once, and I couldn't hide anything from it.

It told me that my position was particularly difficult to determine. It insisted on its original statement that I should go to Slytherin."

Hermione said: "But you ended up going to Gryffindor."

Harry said loudly: "Yes, I think Gryffindor is the best place for me. Until now, I still think so!"

Lin Xia couldn't help but smile: "We are all proud of our respective colleges.

The Sorting Hat may be able to see where we are more suitable, but in the end, it is up to us to decide whether it is suitable or not.

The strong inner strength is enough to change everything. This is a very magical power."

Draco also smiled: "Like me, I never thought about it before I came to Hogwarts.

One day, I went to Hufflepuff instead of Slytherin."

Ron: "I'm different. My whole family is Gryffindor, and I'm a standard Gryffindor!"

When the four of them were talking and chatting, the atmosphere between Gress and Mikel was a little tense.

Gress stared at Mikel fiercely, his expression a little gloomy, and wanted Mikel to give an explanation.

Obviously made an agreement, why did he go back on his word at the end?

Mikkel ignored his gaze and curiously observed the objects around him.

In the principal's office, it was not as if Gress dared to do anything radical.

As for leaving the office, he would either go to class or return to the common room, and he would not run into Gress.

Besides, he was not afraid of him.

Instead, Lin Xia secretly observed Gress.

When Justin was petrified, Gress pointed at Harry and revealed his innermost shirt.

The shirt was very common, which was nothing.

But the key point was that there was a metal clip hanging on the tie of this shirt.

There were many fine patterns in the clip, which could not be seen at all if you did not observe carefully.

It happened that Lin Xia used the super sense spell to observe everything at that time.

So she glanced at the pattern on the metal rack.

She felt that this pattern was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Thinking back carefully, it was clearly seen in the manor of the Malfoy family.

She also saw this pattern on the metal faucet in the bathroom.

Lin Xia didn't think it was a coincidence.

Grace must have something to do with Malfoy's collateral family!

Hermione suddenly exclaimed: "What's wrong with this bird? Why is it suddenly on fire?"

Everyone looked over.

Hermione was so anxious that she waved her wand, wanting to use a spring of water to put out the flames on the bird!

At this moment, the door was opened.

Dumbledore walked in with a very solemn expression.

He reminded: "Ms. Granger, you don't have to summon the spring, it won't work for it."

The bird in the cage let out a last scream and completely disappeared in the flames.

Under it, there was a pile of ashes that had not been completely extinguished.

Dumbledore looked at the ashes and actually smiled.

"It has been in such a terrible state for many days. I have been telling it to move quickly, but I didn't expect it to choose today."

Dumbledore sat down and said gently to all the students: "Don't be nervous. Fawkes is a phoenix.

When a phoenix is ​​about to die, it will burn itself and then be reborn from the ashes. Look at him--"

The young wizards looked down and saw a small, wrinkled chick poking its head out of the ashes.

Its appearance was as ugly as the old bird and it made a "chirp" sound.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. That's what happened.

"It's a pity that you have to see it on Nirvana Day."

Dumbledore pulled out a piece of paper from a pile of documents, picked up a quill, and wrote something.

As he wrote, he said, "Most of the time, it is very beautiful, with amazing red and gold feathers all over its body.

Phoenixes are very strange and fascinating creatures. They can carry extremely heavy things, their tears have healing effects, and they are also very loyal...

Okay, enough of the small talk, ladies and gentlemen, let's discuss something else."

Fawkes's nirvana made all the little wizards almost forget the purpose of coming here.

Until Dumbledore stared at them with his light blue, penetrating eyes, they all remembered.

But before they could speak, there was a loud bang in the office and the door was pushed open.

Hagrid rushed in with anger in his eyes, and the dead rooster was still shaking in his hand.

"Principal Dumbledore, I heard that another little wizard was petrified, and Harry was slandered as a murderer.

No, this is not true, he definitely doesn't have the time, I saw him in the snow outside the castle before..."

Hagrid saw many little wizards were there, and his voice gradually became smaller.

Dumbledore said, "Hagrid, stay calm. I don't think Harry is the murderer, but we need to talk."

Hagrid was relieved, "Okay."

He rolled his big eyes and was obviously relieved, "I'm going out now and I'm waiting for your orders at any time, Headmaster."

Dumbledore looked at the little wizard again.

"I know that none of you are the murderer, and this exquisite petrification will not happen to you, but I need to know where you were and what you saw."

After an hour of communication, all the clues were figured out.

The other little wizards left, and only Harry was left behind.

When they came, they took the revolving stone staircase.

But after returning, they were not treated so well. They all left from the main entrance and went down one floor at a time.

Ron asked: "Do we have to go back to Potions? There are only 20 minutes left before the class ends."

Hermione: "I tend not to go. Do you want to be kept after class?"

Draco said in surprise: "I thought you would want to go."

Hermione shrugged: "If it were any other professor, I would want to go, but Professor Snape's class."

She sighed, "Forget it."

Lin Xia thought for a while and said: "I have to go to Professor Babel to ask some questions about the Guardian Rune."

After Lin Xia left, the others thought about it and felt that there was nothing to do, so they all went back to the laboratory to study their own topics.

Even Ron had a topic to study.

He was very interested in runes.

He planned to study related things, although they were all small gadgets, but Ron enjoyed it.

First of all, you have to be interested, then there will be the next step of in-depth research.

The topics at hand are independent of each other, and generally they will not be disclosed, unless they have obtained more important research results and need the help of others, then they will be made public.

On the other side, Harry is here.

His conversation with Dumbledore has also come to an end.

Dumbledore wants Harry to reveal more information, and if he has any doubts, just speak up.

Harry really wants to say that he always hears a strange sound, and no one can hear that sound.

But every time he wants to speak, pictures flash through his mind.

Ron said seriously: "This is not normal, no one can hear it, only you can hear it."

Ernie: "Those who can speak Parseltongue are all devils, you want to clear the unclean blood."

Lin Xia: "I think it's better not to tell the professor about this."

Harry came back to his senses and said: "No, Principal, I have nothing to say."

At the same time, Lin Xia also came to Babel's office.

When she pushed open the door, she turned her head and looked out the window.

It was afternoon, when the sun was the strongest.

Lin Xia pushed the door and walked in.

Professor Babel was writing a report. She looked very refined, unlike the previous times when she was dressed so sloppily.

Professor Babel saw Lin Xia and said with interest: "I think you will bring me a difficult problem this time.

I heard rumors in the school. You came to me, not for the heir of Slytherin and the rumored chamber of secrets, right?"

Lin Xia shook her head: "No, professor, I don't think these are very important."

Professor Babel said with satisfaction: "I appreciate your attitude. This is indeed not a very important thing for me.

If you come to me for this kind of thing, then I have some doubts about my vision.

Lin Xia, not every wizard has the opportunity to see me. You must seize every opportunity."

This slightly meaningful reminder has been kept in Lin Xia's mind.

Lin Xia asked calmly, "Professor, I came here this time to learn another more powerful forbidden magic rune from you. At the same time, I want to ask you a question."

Professor Babel raised her eyebrows with interest: "More powerful forbidden magic rune?

It seems that the strange object you encountered is very unusual. The last time I gave you a regular forbidden magic rune, which is enough to deal with most strange objects... Well, I'll look for it."

She pulled out a piece of paper from a pile of densely packed documents.

"I found it, this is it, you study here before leaving. What question do you want to ask me?"

Lin Xia said: "Professor, can the soul be resurrected?"

Professor Babel's expression changed slightly, and she looked at Lin Xia sharply.