Are you alright?" Hermione said in hindsight, spotting the little Malfoy lying not far away, "You killed him?"

Dudley flicked Hermione's head hesitantly, the black cat hair was a little prickly, probably because of the effect of the compound decoction, "Although I really want him to die, but unfortunately, he is still alive." ”

Hermione puffed out her cheeks and snorted, which literally touched Dudley's heart. If it weren't for the wrong timing, Dudley would have reached out and rubbed Hermione's cheek.

Fawkes was chirping in the distance, looking like he wanted to get out of here quickly.

Dudley helped Hermione to her feet, and who knew that Hermione suddenly broke free and turned her back all at once.

"Oh my God, my transformation hasn't gone away. She shouted in a panic.

Dudley sneered, it took so long to react, how dull it was.

"The ......," Harry said, with a puzzled expression, "There's a question I don't know if I should ask?"

Dudley looked at Harry in surprise, and Hermione was secretly looking at Harry at this time.

"Hermione's ......"

"You shouldn't ask!" Hermione screamed.

Dudley smiled and raised an eyebrow at Harry, "It's up to you to get Malfoy back." After he finished speaking, he grabbed Hermione's hand and walked towards the exit.

Because Fawkes was screaming louder and louder, it was urging.

Dudley picked up the Gryffindor Sword and Sorting Hat from the ground, and he and Hermione walked past the basilisk's massive, motionless corpse and through the dark, empty, echoing room.

Dudley and Hermione came to the stone gate and waited for Harry behind them, not because they didn't want to go out first, but because Riddle had closed the place.

"Hurry up," he said now, he just wanted to get back quickly and get a good night's sleep.

"Don't rush," Harry said breathlessly, "this isn't it. ”

Dudley looked back, almost spurting out a mouthful of old blood, because Harry had hugged Malfoy in a horizontal hug, colloquially the legendary princess hug.

As soon as Harry saw Dudley's expression, he knew what Dudley wanted to say, and he immediately gave Dudley a blank look, "Don't talk, I don't want to hear anything." ”

Dudley swallowed, pursed his lips and nodded with a smile. He noticed Hermione standing next to hermione, who wanted to laugh but had to force it.

"Open," Harry hissed like a snake, and the stone door opened.

There were three people standing outside the door, Ron, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Dumbledore.

Fawkes let out a few excited shouts and flew happily towards Dumbledore, finally resting on Dumbledore's shoulder.

"Oh my God, it's great that you're all okay," Professor McGonagall said with concern, her gaze glaring over the crowd before finally resting on Hermione's face, "Granger?"

Hermione lowered her head and twriggled with the corners of her clothes, "Yes, Professor, it's me. She hid behind Dudley, not wanting the crowd to continue to discuss her becoming a 'cat man'.

Dudley coughed lightly, and he inserted the Gryffindor sword back into the Sorting Hat, then handed the Sorting Hat to Dumbledore, "Here you go." ”

He glanced at Dumbledore angrily, he wasn't there whenever it mattered, last year, and this year.

But fortunately, there was help this year, with the little phoenix sent by Dumbledore and the Sorting Hat sent over.

"If we can, we'll talk about it tomorrow," Dudley was really tired right now, and wanted to sleep soundly in a warm and comfortable bed.

Dumbledore smiled softly and nodded, and he said, "No problem at all." ”

"Then let's go first, I'll take Hermione to the school hospital, and the professor will inform Madam Pomfrey of the treatment when the time comes," Dudley smiled at Professors McGonagall and Dumbledore.

"By the way, one more thing, there are basilisk corpses and teeth in the vault, remember to recover them," he looked at Dumbledore, "This should be considered my trophy, right?"

"Of course. ”

"Thank you. ”

"Then ......," Harry walked over to Dumbledore with Malfoy in his arms, "and he'll leave it to the professors." ”

Professor McGonagall gave Harry a helpless look, she took out her wand and waved it, conjuring a stretcher that floated in the air, "You put Mr. Malfoy on it." ”

Harry flicked Malfoy's sore arm as he put him on the stretcher, "Let's go back." ”

"Fawkes, go see them off. Dumbledore reached out and touched the little phoenix on his shoulder.

Fawkes' fluttering wings flew up, and it screamed in the air at Dudley and them, as if to say, 'Hurry up'.

They returned to square one, and Ron bent down and looked up through the long, black hole in the water pipe.

"How do we get down the pipe?" Ron asked the crowd.

"Fawkes," Dudley shouted, whistling at it.

I saw Fawkes proudly raise his little head, and flew in front of Harry and flapped his wings, his sparkling eyes shining exceptionally bright in the dark. It turned its butt to Harry, one tail wagging as hard as it could.

Dudley: "∑(O_O;)"

Isn't this product unhappy because of what happened at the beginning?

He was just joking, and he didn't really want to eat it. He was starting to panic, what if Fawkes didn't take him up?

"It seems to want you to catch it......" Ron said, but his face was confused, "but this little bird is too small, can it pull you up?"

"Fawkes is no ordinary bird," Harry said smugly, as if the little phoenix were his.

He reached out and grabbed Fawkes's tail, and he quickly turned to the others, "You guys hold hands one by one." ”

"Farewell," Dudley patted Harry on the shoulder, "let's go up one by one, Fawkes is still young, and he's still a child." ”

"Okay," Harry nodded, and he shouted at Fawkes, "Let's go!"

But instead of flying up with Harry, Fawkes yelled at Ron.

"It seems to be trying to say, let you catch it too," Dudley said uncertainly.

Ron grabbed Harry's arm, Fawkes flapped his wings, and then, with a whoop, Harry and Ron flew up the pipe.

Dudley looked at their departing figures with some surprise, but he didn't expect the sparrow-sized Fox to be able to pull the weight of two people.

Although Harry and Ron were only twelve years old, the two of them together weighed at least two hundred pounds.

It didn't take long for Fawkes to come down again, and it didn't fly up without him as Dudley had hoped.

Fawkes flew with Dudley, the cold air currents across his cheeks, and he felt a hint of joy that this was what it was like to fly.

The journey ended while he was still enjoying the flight......