Little Ginny's arm softened instantly, she gasped, her eyes filled with tears: "Sure enough, I did it...... But I swear I didn't mean to, Tom controlled me...... I don't remember anything about that......"

Roger walked over with a chair, patted the girl on the top of her head, and comforted her and pressed her against the chair: "There's no need to blame yourself so much, Voldemort has always been good at confusing people, and Quirrell was worse than you last year." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The name was still very intimidating to the little girl, and even the sobbing paused for a moment: "God... Mystery man?"

"yes... But it seems like you'd have a hard time associating that noseless bald man with the empathetic Tom Riddle, right?" the boy rubbed Ginny's hair like a puppy, "and that should make you understand...... No one should look like one~"

It worked somewhat, and Ginny's crying quieter.

"You should have said to me: 'Never trust anything that can think for one's own mind unless you see where it hides your mind'...... That's what my dad warned me, but I just couldn't help it...... I should be fired......" she said in a choked voice.

"No, no, no... You should say this at this time," Roger walked to the opposite side of the girl, also took a chair and sat down, and said in a serious throat: "Everyone is a girl, I am a little fairy, and the school is reluctant to expel me, hum~"

"Poof......" I couldn't help it, little Ginny was amused by Roger's sissy appearance, and there were tears on her face, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but pick up.

Unfortunately, the girl's lips pursed a little too hard, and when she laughed, a sticky liquid squirted out of her nostrils......

"Poof...... Hahaha......" Roger tried his best to cover his mouth, but when he got to the back, he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "You... Mouth...... Open your mouth quickly......"

The little girl was a little dazed by Roger's laughter, and subconsciously rubbed her face with her hand, and a large lump of snot appeared on the back of her hand.

When the girl took her hand away, she pulled out a shiny translucent silk thread......

"No, no...... I'm laughing to death, hahahahahaha......" Roger was so amused that he almost couldn't straighten up, and took advantage of the time to speak, he took advantage of the time to breathe in like drowning and continued laughing.

Little Ginny's face turned red, she wiped her nose indiscriminately, stepped on the boy a few times, and said angrily: "Although you are a good person, you are a bastard!

After scolding, the girl slammed the door and ran out without looking back, and Roger was still sitting on the chair laughing and couldn't stop laughing.

It wasn't until dinner time that Roger couldn't help laughing, and the little girl blushed and avoided it.

"Tell me, what are you two doing sneaking around?" said Harry and Hermione, holding the boy from left to right.

Roger's inexplicable smile was not unusual, but Ginny's blush was not quite right.

The power of gossip brought Harry to his senses.

Roger glanced meaningfully at the little savior: "Guess... An avid fan goes out for a one-on-one conversation with an idol's friend... What are you going to talk about?"

Harry shuddered, "You don't want to sell my photos for money again!"

Roger picked up a roasted sausage, bit off half of it, and said inarticulately: "Am I that kind of person? ”

Hermione glanced at him disdainfully on the other side of the boy, "Hehe......"

But he didn't say anything more.

But as soon as she got back to the common room, Hermione dragged Roger and Harry into a no-man's corner: "No one can hear here... Say, what did you and Ginny talk about?"

What Roger said at the dinner table was ambiguous, and at first glance he didn't want to say more in the auditorium.

"It didn't matter, so Ginny asked me what type of girl Harry liked. Roger said.

"What do you say?" Harry was a little nervous, he was scared of the pit, and he knew what could come out of Roger's mouth.

Roger: "I'll just say: big wavy long hair." ”

Harry let out a long sigh and patted his chest reassuringly, "Fortunately, this is the only request. ”

Roger smiled: "No, these are three requirements. ”

Harry: "......"

Hermione didn't speak, just stared at Roger silently.

A moment later.

Roger raised his hand in surrender: "OK, I said..."

Then, the boy summarized what happened to the two friends.

"You mean that fifty years ago, Riddle's journal controlled Ginny and unleashed the monsters in the secret room?" Hermione's eyes widened at the bizarre story, "What about the diary?

Roger shrugged: "It's burned, otherwise what else do you want?"

"Why didn't you give it to the professor?" Hermione's delicate eyebrows furrowed, "Could it be that you kept it private?"

"No, it's better to burn," Harry, who didn't interject for a while, seemed to have made up his mind, "Then the attack won't happen, and the petrified man will recover with the mandrake, and the whole thing will slowly fall silent." ”

Roger casually clasped the corners of his mouth: "Don't want to clear the title of Slytherin heir?"

Harry smiled, "Ginny is innocent... A nickname that doesn't have much impact in exchange for her not being expelled, it's worth ......"

Hermione was a little moved, but then she frowned and said with some indescribability, "Actually...... You don't have to, and the professors shouldn't blame her. ”

"But what if they would? and having felt the power of rumors, I don't want an innocent person to endure it. Harry seemed calm as he spoke.

Roger raised an eyebrow and smiled.

It must be said that some of the essence... You can't get infected.

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Finally, the semester ended, and the night before the Christmas holidays, a silence as thick as snow on the ground enveloped the castle.

In the days since he learned that the attack would not happen again, Harry had learned to be comfortable with gossip.

Of course, helping little Ginny cover up the truth also gave him a lot of motivation.

And coming home for Christmas also made Harry somewhat relieved, after all, no matter how much he ignored it, there would still be pressure.

This year, Roger and Hermione also went home, and the three of them went back together.

It is said that since Aunt Elizabeth and the vampire were busy with their careers, the number of family reunions was so small that they could count their fingers together.

After all, after leaving Roger's school time, summer vacation is the peak fishing season, and only Christmas is the longest time to stay together.