《Harry Potter: A Certain Hogwarts Professor Of Magic》Chapter 60 - 60 Ron's Adventure
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On the other hand, Ron, Hermione, and Justine each searched for the professor's trail. After seven o'clock, the young wizards all returned to their respective house lounges under the leadership of their head of grade, and the whole castle became empty.
A few minutes later, Ron is the first to encounter a professor, who runs over with surprise, followed by a look of despair - it's Lockhart.
Lockhart is also a part of the patrol today.
"Ha! Look what I've caught! A little wizard who wanders through the night, playing off the clock! What's your name again?" Lockhart showed an expression of surprise as he walked up and grabbed Ron's arm, "Come on kid, you should be a Gryffindor, I'll take you to see Professor McGonagall."
"No! Let go of me, Harry is in danger, we've encountered a basilisk!" Ron fought to free himself from the grip that held him in place.
"A basilisk?"
"The monster of the Chamber of Secrets!" Ron yelled, he was furious.
"The chamber ... basilisk ..." Lockhart tensed up, and with his other empty hand he pulled a magenta handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat rising from his forehead. "What are you talking about? Don't expect that you can fool me with a lie ..."
"I'm not lying!" Ron nearly went mad as he pushed hard and pulled a wand out of Lockhart's breast pocket with his hand.
"Hey!" Lockhart stumbled to the ground, "My wand!"
The sound of the two men bickering soon drew the other free-spirited presence in the castle, Pippi Ghost, who walked through a wall just in time to see Ron and Lockhart tussling.
"A student and a professor fighting! Student and professor fighting!" Pippi Ghost shouted, gloatingly.
"Clang clang clang." Filch's footsteps came from the distance.
Ron ran without a pause, and in a panic, he found himself in a familiar hallway.
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Myrtle's girl's lavatory - they'd been brewing polyjuice potion here for some time, though it has been moved to the abandoned classroom on the ground floor.
Ron swallowed and carefully opened the lavatory door handle.
With Myrtle's previous experience, he was afraid he would push the door and see a pair of big yellow eyes.
Ron pushed the door open with his eyes closed, "Is anyone here? Harry?"
"He's not here. Oh, that little wretch!" A strange voice said, which Ron recognized as Myrtle's tone, and he opened his eyes.
A silver, transparent ghost floated in mid-air.
"Harry came here right?, where is he?" Ron wanted to ask further details, but the sight before him made his eyes widen; the sink in the center of the lavatory had vanished out of thin air, and in its place there is a deep black hole.
He walked forward, took a rather disgusted look at the deep, dirty pipe, and asked, "Myrtle, Harry jumped in?"
"Yeah, it was so sudden, I was just trying to talk to him ..." Myrtle said in a rather mournful tone, "and his stuff is still here!"
Only then did Ron realize that under one of the sinks were Harry's backpack, lying in a crooked mess on the floor.
"Oh, Merlin!" Ron prayed in his heart as he opened Harry's book bag - a magical golem with ice blue hair is quietly lying inside.
Ron let out a whine.
"What's wrong?" Myrtle floated over to him and looked at the contents of the bag with him. She pointed at the magic golem with interest and said, "What's this? Is it the new popular doll out there in the castle?"
"Harry's in danger ...," Ron mumbled in a small voice.
"What?"
"I said, Harry's in danger!" Ron took a deep breath, grabbed the magic golem as soon as he could, and took a few steps to the entrance of the chamber.
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After a few seconds, he turned his head to look at Myrtle and said pitifully, "Can you give me a push?"
Without waiting for her to reply, Ron jumped in as if he was going to die.
"Ahhhhhhh!" His exaggerated screams came from the water pipe.
At the other end, Justin found Professor Snape, and almost simultaneously, Hermione found Professor Hap.
When Felix and Hermione arrived at the girls' lavatory, they saw Pippi Ghost chasing a Weeping Myrtle with a box of rotten bread.
What the hell?
"Throw it in the stomach, get ten points! Throw in the head, get fifty points! Very good, ha, ha, ha!"
The small washroom was filled with the playful laughter of the Pippi and the sobs of the Myrtle.
"Oh, God, poor Myrtle, Pippi don't fight." Hermione watched the scene sadly.
Felix waved his wand and stopped the flying bread in the air.
Pippi Ghost then noticed the two people who had just entered, "Professor, hello." He held up the hat on top of his head and greeted.
"Pippi Ghost, get out of here." Felix said calmly.
"As you wish." Pippi Ghost's figure disappeared.
"Professor, look!" Hermione said, pointing to the entrance of the chamber.
"I see it." Felix turned his head and asked another presence in the room, "Myrtle, did Harry jump?"
Myrtle had silver teardrops on her face, but she answered, "Yes, and a redheaded boy with lots of freckles on his face."
"It's Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
"That's him, aren't you three here anymore-"
"Shut up, Myrtle!" Hermione hurriedly stopped her words, not to let Professor Hap find out the secret of them secretly brewing the polyjuice potion, then she carefully glanced at Felix.
Myrtle whimpered and quickly flew into the innermost compartment, and did not come out any longer.
The little witch felt a little ashamed, and she mentally apologized to the poor ghost.
At that moment, a clear sound chirping rang out, Felix looked for the sound, Dumbledore's figure appeared suddenly, he wore a grey with a spotted pattern pyjamas, long beard knocked loose -- usually he tied up his beard.
Apparition, or ...? Felix's eyes settled on the phoenix on his shoulder.
It was quite a strange scene, a silver, transparent phoenix standing on Dumbledore's shoulder, like a patron saint appearance.
No, it's a patron saint!
Only, the patron saint in the silver transparent intra, shrunk in to a little, palm-sized bird.
This is the real phoenix ...
" Fawkes just recently passed Nirvana, its power is very weak, I had to use the Patronus to protect it." Dumbledore explained it.
So, it is the young phoenix cloaked in a phoenix Patronus?
Felix nodded, "Headmaster Dumbledore, Potter, Weasley and Granger, the three of them found the Basilisk that came out to attack in the corridor, they saved Justine, and then Potter initiated to come and guard the entrance of the chamber, allowing the other three to seek the professor's help."
"However, Potter and Weasley, for whatever reason, went down one after another."
"At the moment, it is unclear if they are in danger."
"Very well, Felix." Dumbledore fell into thought, but within a few seconds, he looked up and said to Fawkes on his shoulder, "Fawkes, it was tough on you."
Clad in a silver coat ( the same type of Patronus) the little phoenix gave a low chirp.
"Remember, the basilisk's biggest threat is its eyes."
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