Chapter 193: Goodbye Phoenix

"Everyone knows what happened after this. I destroyed the diary and read Voldemort's memory. Voldemort gave the basilisk in advance before then. Even without his continued order, the basilisk will continue to attack ."

"But now the attack won't happen again, the basilisk has become my specimen." George said lightly, patted his pocket.

The basilisk has become his magic material, and the Voldemort in the notebook has become an experiment for him. This attack is really over.

"Then how do we explain it? Ginny will be expelled if you speak directly." Ron whispered, and he looked at George with a begging expression.

Although he was so angry just now because of Ginny. But immediately began to consider for Ginny. She made a mistake and caused big trouble, but she was also a victim and should not be expelled. He couldn't accept the possibility of Ginny being fired, and his parents couldn't accept the result.

"Ginny is also a victim and shouldn't be fired." Harry whispered.

He felt that Ginny shouldn't be expelled, but Ginny did get into a big disaster and the school almost closed. Several students and even a teacher were attacked. The entire magical world knew about this. Hagrid was taken as a murderer and Dumbledore was kicked out of the academy.

"We must intercede for Ginny," Hermione said affirmatively.

They all looked at George expectantly. In comparison, they were also students, but in front of the teacher, George had the most weight. He is the best student ever at Hogwarts. This time, he also solved the basilisk and solved all the problems by himself.

They also vaguely knew that George was very rich, very rich, and he also had other powers in the college. So he can always know things that other people don't know, and there will never be a teacher to trouble him.

"Ginny will not be expelled." George said affirmatively, and added, "But there will be punishment."

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they are not expelled, everything else is fine.

"You can't hide these things. I said earlier that the academy is not as simple as you think. The teachers are not ignorant of things in the academy. Ginny will always find clues when she leaves the dormitory in the middle of the night. Yes, so it cannot be concealed at all."

George looked around the crowd, set his gaze on Ginny, and said.

"You can stand up bravely by yourself. It's great. You can't hide these things. Even if you don't say it in the end, you will still be discovered. And if you decide to speak it out, you really realize your mistake. This It also helped yourself and is the basis for starting to admit mistakes and correct them."

"The punishment will not be very severe. Facing Voldemort, a first-year student was confused. This is not a particularly embarrassing thing. But only after accepting the punishment can you really end this matter. It doesn't take a long time. Guilt and regret."

He didn't directly say that it was Ginny who was controlled, and he hoped that she could speak out on her own initiative. Only when she actively wants to bear the consequences and take the initiative to face the unknown horror, is she truly aware of the mistake and truly hope to change.

Making a mistake is definitely not just confessing the mistake. If an apology is useful, what should the law do? If you do something wrong, you always need to be punished, and confession without punishment is never called confession.

If a person just confessed a mistake, and then immediately starts accusing the other person, saying that I have admitted wrong, what do you want? That kind of person is definitely a good hand who reverses black and white and acts nonsense. Such a person has only oneself in his eyes, and only oneself can harm others at will.

They will never allow the injured person to resist his mistakes at all. It seems that people who have been hurt should be tolerant of them by nature, otherwise they are small-minded. As for anyone who dares to deal with them in their own way, it is definitely only a fish and a net. As the so-called double standard, it is this kind of person.

Only like Ginny now, in the face of the worst consequences, bravely stand up. Regardless of the outcome, all bear these terrible consequences. This is the real confession, the real correction. Only after punished confession and punished repentance can you be tolerant and correct.

There is not enough punishment to force others to tolerate. In the final analysis, it's just that the robber who holds the axe in his hand is pointing at him, using violence to turn black and white, and using fear to confuse the truth.

"Then everything is resolved, and we should go back." Hermione's voice was a little excited, and now it is true that everything is over.

"But how do we get back." Harry thought of the pipe that had just slid down. They couldn't climb back along the pipe.

Everyone looked at each other and looked at George again, waiting for him to come up with ideas.

George lightly tapped his wand and summoned two flying broomsticks. He said helplessly, "I only booked to bring Harry, so I only prepared two broomsticks. Now I can only squeeze them. If it doesn't work, also Only one more trip."

Harry leaned forward, looked carefully at the flying broomstick in front of him, and said, "This is not Light Wheel 2001, but I can see that it is better than Light Wheel 2001."

He gently touched the smooth body of the flying broomstick. The streamlined broomstick is so exquisite. The material of the ash tree is as hard as a diamond, and it is still shiny.

Ron also came up, and he asked a little uncertainly, "Is it Firebolt? I thought it was just a rumor, it was not on sale at all."

"We have five people, so you can't sit here." Hermione said. She looked at everyone, and George's size is equivalent to two of them.

"Then divide it twice You send Ron, Harry sends Ginny, I am summoning the flying broomstick myself." George thought about a way, and when they flew up, he was calling back the broomstick. , Strictly speaking, it can also be counted once.

While talking, a burst of music suddenly floated in the air. In the empty secret room, the music mixed with echoes, becoming louder and louder. The sound is dreamlike, ethereal and mysterious. Wonderful music makes your heart beat faster. Uplifted. Suddenly, flames burst out of the top of a stone pillar.

A bright red flame bird suddenly appeared in the air, like a crane, performing wonderful music on the ceiling.

The flame bird has a golden tail. Long tail feathers, and a pair of golden claws.

"It's Fox. Dumbledore's phoenix." George immediately recognized the flame bird.

"It's so beautiful." Harry said in surprise. "The last time I saw it, it was in nirvana and it had no energy at all."

The flame bird flew towards Harry, fell heavily on his shoulder, and perched on his shoulder.

To be continued.