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It didn't take long for Phoenix's hints to show their effect. They began to reside in the library.

Ron tended to use the Flying Charm once more - Harry had told them about the effects of scuba, and Ron thought that Harry could get a set of scuba from a nearby Muggle town. Hermione flatly rejected the suggestion, pointing out that even if Harry had learned how to operate scuba within the allotted hour (which was impossible), he would have been disqualified from the competition because he had violated the International Code of Magical Secrecy - a set of scuba swishing through the countryside towards Hogwarts was a pipe dream not to be seen by Muggles.

"Of course, the ideal thing to do is to morph yourself into a submarine or something. Hermione said, "If only we had practiced human transfiguration, but we wouldn't be in sixth year until we were in sixth grade, and if you didn't fully master it, the consequences would be terrible—"

"yes, I don't want to walk around with a diving telescope on my head. Harry said, "I think I can attack someone in front of Moody so he will morph me-"

"But I don't think he's going to let you be what you want to be. Hermione said solemnly, "No, I think you'd better use a spell." ”

And so, Harry once again delved into the dusty tome, looking for a spell that would keep a man alive without oxygen, thinking he would soon get bored of the library and never want to come back in for the rest of his life. He, Ron, and Hermione spent lunchtime, evenings, and all weekends searching for it—Harry had asked Professor McGonagall to write him a note, approving him to use the books in the forbidden section, and had even asked the vulture-looking librarian, Mrs. Pince, for help—but they couldn't find a way to keep Harry underwater for an hour and still alive to tell his story.

The sun was sinking outside the window, and he sat in the library with Hermione and Ron, eagerly flipping through spell books, each with stacks of books piled up on the table in front of each other, unable to see each other. Harry's heart skipped a beat every time he saw the word "water" in a book, but when he looked closer, it was often two pints of water, half a pound of chopped mandrake, and an axolotl

"I don't think that's going to work," Ron's voice came dryly from across the table, "I can't find anything." Nothing. Maybe the mantra is closer, draining the water from ponds and puddles, but you can't have that much power to drain the water from the entire lake. ”

"There must be a way. Hermione muttered under her breath, moving a candle closer. Her eyes were so tired that she had to get closer, her nose just an inch off the page, to read the tiny little print on the Forgotten Ancient Magic and Spells. "There's no way they're going to design a project that can't be done. ”

"They will. Ron said, "Harry, you go straight to the lake tomorrow, stick your head in it, and shout at the merfolk to give you back what you stole and see if they'll throw it out." It's your best bet, man. ”

"There must be a way!" Hermione said impatiently, "there must be!"

She seemed to see the lack of useful materials in the library as an insult to herself, and her questions used to be answered in books.

"Of course there is, don't try to use too advanced magic. Phoenix stepped out from behind the bookshelf.

"What are you doing here?" Ron's ears turned red.

"It's not your turn to do what I do, Weasley. Phoenix turned to face Harry, "Actually, I'd like to borrow something from you—"

"Don't even think about it, Harry won't lend you anything. Ron saw that Phoenix didn't take him seriously, and his heart was full of anger. Before Harry could speak, he spoke back to him.

"That thing isn't yours, what are you excited about?" Phoenix suddenly realized, "Oh, by the way, you like Hermione-"

Hermione looked at Ron incredulously, and Harry also realized why Ron belittled Phoenix in every way at the Santa Ball.

"How dare you insult me, now you don't dare to admit it. Hermione was keenly aware of the smell of gunpowder between the two, and was about to speak when Phoenix raised his hand to stop her, "You don't mind - I really want to see it, you're better than me." ”

"Yes, I scolded you, you are a mean, shameless, disgusting, narcissistic megalomaniac. He drew his wand and raised his hand to create a spell.

"Good-" Phoenix lazily flanked Ron's wand, constantly provoking him with words. Hermione screamed for them to stop, Harry hesitated to stop them, and Madame Pince would soon come over—so much—she was afraid she would skin them.

"What are you doing, give me—" Mrs. Pince was knocked unconscious by a spell that Ron's deflected.

"Weasley, that's it, you. ”

Ron, desperate, still losing his mind, "Drill Heart-" Before he could finish speaking, an invisible whip was whipped at him. Ron slammed into the shelves, and the heavy books fell on him with a clatter.

"Ron—"

"Fight - Attack on the school warriors, Weasley. Snape appeared just in time, with a malicious smile on his face. "Okay, okay, I'll see--and hurt the faculty-"

"No, it's not—" Hermione realized they were in big trouble.

"I think I'm afraid I'll have to let the headmaster deal with you. Harry helped Ron out of the stack of books, listening to Snape's words in a daze.

"It was Peverell who made the first provocation. Harry said angrily. Snape paid no attention to Harry's words, and left the library with Ron, who was not yet sober. "Phoenix takes Mrs. Pince to the infirmary. ”

The previous fight attracted a lot of students, and everyone had different expressions, coaxing, and gloating. Harry clenched his fists, trying to restrain himself.

"It seems that things can't be borrowed. Phoenix said to Harry with a hippie smile on his face.

"Yes, that's right. Harry said viciously, following in Snape's footsteps and leaving, apparently to intercede for Ron, and the crowd dodged to let him pass.

"He's not going to be expelled, is he?" asked Hermione anxiously.

"No," Phoenix whispered in her ear, "as long as I don't say he's going to use the Unforgivable Curse, don't worry, I'm just teaching him a lesson this time." The students next to him thought that Phoenix was kissing Hermione publicly, and for a moment whistled and screamed.

By dinner, the news had spread throughout the school, and according to the traditional version, the content varied. Basically, Phoenix and Ron fought for Hermione, and there was a fight in the library. But in terms of details, there are all kinds of strange things. At least at the dinner table, Knott, Blais, Draco, and Warrington told that the Phoenix School had now risen to dozens of versions. At the door of the auditorium just now, two Ravenclaw girls had a big fight over the way Phoenix defeated Ron.

"I've forgotten how people love this kind of thing. "Phoenix cut the steak.

"Anyway, Ron is finished. ”

"I didn't expel him, I listened to Professor Snape. 100 points will be deducted from Gryffindor, and he will be confined every Saturday with a punishment. Bress said.

"I'm sorry," Draco rolled his eyes, "but what are you going to do with Melinda?"

Phoenix looked down the long table, where she and Daphne sat far away. "yes, that's a tough one. Do me a favor, Draco. Help me get a bottle of Riem Cow Blood, be quick. ”

"Uh, okay, of course. ”