The Son of Light of the Snake House

"Da...Daniel." Ginny whispered, "I'm a little uneasy."

Daniel looked up and smiled at her: "Really? Because of what?"

"..." Ginny was silent for a long time, and finally took out a small and thin notebook with a tattered black cover from her backpack. She stretched it between the two, closed her eyes nervously, and said something in her mouth. Da Chuan: "This book...I think it's weird...I was going to throw it in Myrtle's bathroom...I don't know how I got it, but it makes me very..."

Daniel looked at the book, which indicated the date 50 years ago in faded letters, and he sniffled slightly.

"Then I'll accept it." Daniel took the book over, and smiled at Ginny who looked over in a panic: "Don't worry, it's very simple for me."

"Really...no, I mean...thank you." Ginny took two steps back and took a breath: "Then I'll go first—be careful...bye, Daniel—" She backed away and disappeared around the corner.

"Goodbye, Ginny." Daniel said, turning his head and flipping through the first page of the old book in front of 50 in his hand.A cursive English name was written on it in black ink.

Tom Riddle.

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At the top, they stepped out of the stone staircase, and Professor McGonagall knocked on a door.The door opened quietly, and they walked in.Professor McGonagall told Harry to wait, and left, leaving Harry alone.Harry stood silently, looking around.

It was a large, beautiful circular room, filled with all sorts of funny little sounds.On the table with slender legs, there are many strange and weird silverware, spinning, emitting small puffs of smoke.The walls are covered with portraits of old principals and headmasters, all snoring softly in their frames.There was also a huge table with claw-shaped legs.There's the sorting hat on it.

Harry was about to walk over - he didn't know what he was going to do, maybe try on the hat again, try to listen to its second suggestion - but was stopped.

The silver-white snake that Daniel stuffed for him was poking its head out of his pocket, talking to Harry enthusiastically, "Where is this place? Where's the handsome guy?"

Harry quietly pushed the silly snake's head into his pocket, but she seemed unwilling to do so, and stubbornly pulled out her head again.

"Why do you touch a lady's head like that!" she protested. "This place is really strange, but it's also very interesting... Oh! Wait! What is that!"

She screamed and the snake letter hissed, causing Harry to look over it, and at the same time he heard a strange choking sound.

On a tall gilded perch behind the door stood a doddering bird, like a turkey that had been plucked.Harry stared at it, and the bird looked at him sadly, making that suffocating noise.Harry thought it looked very ill.Its eyes were dull, and while Harry was watching it, a few more feathers fell off its tail.

"It's ugly! It's ugly!" the snake was still screaming. "Damn it! My eyes! I don't even want to eat it!"

Harry thought to himself, even if you wanted to eat it, I wouldn't let you touch Dumbledore's bird, even if it... might die in front of him later.

Just as he was thinking this way, Bird's whole body suddenly caught fire.Harry yelped in horror, backing up against the table.He looked around anxiously, hoping for a glass of water or something, but there was none.Meanwhile, the bird had become a ball of fire; it screamed and disappeared, leaving only a half-extinguished heap of ashes on the floor.

Before Harry could react, he heard the snake's voice: "Oh, so you're not dumb, so why didn't you talk to me? Couldn't that ugly bird be as good as this girl? Come on, don't put on such a stupid look, it Maybe it's because I can't stand seeing myself like this..."

Before she finished speaking, the door of the office opened, and Dumbledore walked in with a serious expression.

Embarrassed, Harry stammered, "Professor... your bird - I can't help - it caught fire -"

Dumbledore smiled uncharacteristically. "It's about time," he said. "It's been looking scary for days, and I've been telling it to hurry up."

Seeing the startled look on Harry's face, he couldn't help smiling slightly.

"Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. When a phoenix is ​​dying, it dies and rises from the ashes. You look at it..."

Harry looked down just in time to see a small, wrinkled chick poking its head out of the ashes.It looks as ugly as an old bird.

The little snake secretly spoke Harry's heart: "Phoenix, is that all?"

"It's a pity you had to see him on Nirvana Day," said Dumbledore, taking a seat behind the table, "and most of the time he was very beautiful: all marvelous red and gold feathers. The Phoenix Really strange and fascinating beings. They can carry extremely heavy loads, their tears are healing, and they are exceptionally loyal pets."

Harry looked at Dumbledore who was sitting on the high-backed chair behind the table, and when he was stared at by his light blue, penetrating eyes, Harry suddenly remembered his purpose of coming here .

However, before Dumbledore could speak again, the office door slammed loudly and was pushed open.Hagrid rushed in, eyes blazing, the helmet hat atop his dark, unkempt head, the dead rooster still dangling from his hand.

"Not Harry, Professor Dumbledore!" said Hagrid eagerly. "I was talking to the kid just seconds before he was found. He never has time, sir..."

Dumbledore wanted to say something, but Hagrid just yelled excitedly, and waved the cock in his hand anxiously, pulling the chicken feathers everywhere.

"...it can't be him, I can testify in front of the Ministry of Magic if necessary..."

"Hagrid, I—"

"...you've got the wrong man, sir, and I know Harry never—"

"Hagrid!" said Dumbledore, raising his voice. "I don't think Harry attacked those people."

"Oh, yes," said Hagrid, with the rooster's body hanging limply beside him. "Well, I'll wait outside for orders, Headmaster."

He stomped out.Embarrassment filled the room.

"...so rude." The little snake commented.

Harry ignored her completely: "You think it's not me, Professor" Harry asked hopefully, watching Dumbledore brush the chicken feathers off the table.

"No, Harry, I don't think so," said Dumbledore, but his face was serious again.

"But I still want to talk to you."

The author has something to say:

Coco: A lot of money to ask for a pair of eyes that have never seen an ugly phoenix.

Quietly review Quietly take the exam Quietly touch the fish and quietly run the picture (?) Recently, the remake of Guangyu and even the Christmas remake is somewhat troublesome, and there are good things behind it, fast forward to the running picture and fell asleep.

I thought of a new episode!Daniel becomes the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!Become a colleague of Severus!Anyone want to see it? !ready to move

感谢在2020-12-2200:45:36~2020-12-2300:43:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Dachunyang astrologer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!