Chapter 115: Survivor Report
Of course they remembered the spell. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
At that time, Benjamin also knocked the troll into the air because of this spell, and since then he has become famous at Hogwarts.
"Time flies!" Ron sighed.
Benjamin glanced at him and shook his head.
When they returned to the sink with the bound Lockhart, the weeping myrtle had been waiting outside.
After she saw Benjamin, she was a little excited and a little shy, and a blush appeared on her pale face.
"Benjamin, oh, I didn't expect you to be mesmerized by myrtle. ”
Ron glanced at Benjamin and said jokingly.
I don't know if it's because they experienced a major incident together, but Ron and Harry's attitude towards Benjamin turned out to be a little better.
Although Benjamin doesn't care about any of that.
As for Neville, he's probably become a loyal Benjamin fan by now.
Every time Benjamin said a word, Neville would be behind him, nodding his head.
Ron gave him a look of disdain when he saw him behave like this.
The young Fox flew back onto Benjamin's shoulder, and then pecked at Benjamin's clothes very boldly.
"Oh, your name is Fawkes, aren't you? You're not afraid I'll make you a turkey?"
"Isn't it now?" Ron pointed at Fawkes, and then in the next second, Ron was attacked by Fawkes, fiercely.
"Alright, well, I was wrong!" Ron immediately raised his hands before Fawkes stopped his mouth, "You're such a great turkey!"
"Shut up, Ron, you've got a good scar and forgot the pain! Where should we go now?"
Benjamin pointed at Fawkes, "It seems to know." ”
Sure enough, Fawkes flew up from the ground and led them through a long staircase to stop at the door of Professor McGonagall's office.
Benjamin walked to the front and pushed open the door to his office.
Harry, Ron, Benjamin, and Neville stood in the doorway, and as for Lockhart, they left him behind the door. Each of them was covered in mud and slime, and Benjamin's robes were stained with blood.
For a moment, there was silence all around. Suddenly, a scream - "Ron!"
"Neville!"
It was Mrs. Weasley and Neville's grandmother, the strong Mrs. Longbottom. Mrs. Weasley had been sitting at the fire and weeping, her hand clasped tightly around Mrs. Longbottom. She jumped to her feet, followed by Mr. Weasley, and both of them stretched out their arms at the same time and put their arms around their precious son.
"This is probably the best welcome Ron has ever received. Harry couldn't help but say.
Neville was also hugged by Mrs. Longbottom, who pointed at Benjamin and told his grandmother that it was Benjamin who saved him.
Harry's gaze passed over them and into the room. Then, he spotted Dumbledore.
Benjamin also saw Dumbledore, but he wasn't as happy as Harry. Truth be told, Dumbledore's eyes always saw through everything.
Professor Dumbledore was smiling and standing in front of the mantelpiece, next to him Professor McGonagall, holding her hand to her chest and gasping for air. Fawkes glanced at Benjamin reluctantly, then flew past Benjamin's ear and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.
Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley hugged Harry and said excitedly, "Harry, you guys are so brave!
Harry broke free from their arms with some awkwardness, and when he saw Benjamin leaning against the corner, looking leisurely, he suddenly said,
"No, Benjamin actually did it. If it weren't for him, we'd all be dead inside. ”
"Oh, child," said the aged Mrs. Longbottom, who walked up to Benjamin's side, and at once took Benjamin's hand. "What an angel you are," Lady Longbottom, noticing the Slytherin badge on Benjamin's body, "I have always believed that the House and the Position are not equal. ”
The Weasleys seemed hesitant, but after listening to Mrs. Longbottom's words, their faces flushed, and they looked at Benjamin as well.
Benjamin, who suddenly became the center of attention, was a little helpless, in fact, the person he would rather be noticed was Harry.
Yes, surrounded by such enthusiasm, Benjamin felt like he was about to suffocate.
Dumbledore smiled, and he squeezed Harry and Benjamin's hands hard.
"You two are good, and Harry, you have to be brave. Dumbledore turned Harry's face red, and then he looked at Benjamin again, "Son, you've impressed me since last year. You've made me realize that I sometimes make mistakes and be as narrow as most people. I am sure that you will be a good person. ”
Benjamin's face was red for the first time, and he felt that he only wanted to listen to this kind of fleshy and literary words once. If he listens too much, he will definitely throw up.
"Okay, so who of you is going to tell me what happened, and how did you get out of the chamber safely?"
So Benjamin and Harry told the story of their previous experiences in full.
Then the two of them showed everyone the Sorting Hat, the sword inside the hat, and the broken journal.
When Professor McGonagall had finished, he looked at Harry and Benjamin, not knowing what to say.
"You two, my God, Benjamin, your brain is so clever to be able to analyze so much. Harry, you too. It's just that you violated hundreds of school rules along the way, but fortunately, you succeeded in the end!"
Neville, on the other hand, lowered his head almost to his chest.
Dumbledore smiled, and he asked straight to the point, "I want to know how Voldemort fooled Neville?"
Benjamin stepped forward and saw Neville glaring at him.
"There's Voldemort's soul in the journal," Benjamin heard most of the people cry out in surprise. And he also took advantage of Neville's weakness in character and controlled Neville. ”
Benjamin handed the journal to Dumbledore as he spoke, and Harry reminded him, "He wrote it when he was sixteen, and I almost fell for it." ”
Dumbledore curiously took the journal and began to flip through it.
His gaze fell from his long hooked nose, staring intently at the wet, charred pages.
Everyone else held their breath as if waiting for the great headmaster to come to a conclusion.