Ronald Weasley.

As the youngest child of the Weasleys, he appeared at the door, and it was clearly beyond Harry's expectations.

"How do you ......"

"What, how am I?"

Looking at Harry's distraught appearance, Ron instinctively got angry.

But soon, after seeing his somewhat evasive gaze, Ron realized that he couldn't say anything harsh.

His gaze quickly moved over his friend's skinny body to the mirror behind him that seemed to radiate an eerie charm.

He saw himself as a prefect and even a male student chair and was praised by his family.

It's fascinating, but it's nothing more than that for Ron.

"I told you."

He quickly looked away from the mirror and gazed back at Harry.

"There's something wrong with this mirror, and it's not a good thing to keep staring at it."

"Hmmm......"

"I woke up and found that you weren't in the dorm room and felt a little bad, and then I ...... What did you say? ”

Maybe for Ron himself, he had a lot of things to hide.

But after seeing that Harry didn't seem to have any rebuttal or justification, he didn't know what to say.

"Harry......"

"Let's go back, Ron."

Harry whispered.

“…… Okay, what do you want to do? Do you play Wizard Chess? Or ......"

"I don't know."

Harry shook his head.

The ordinary-looking boy just rubbed the corners of his eyes.

"I'm actually a little sleepy, maybe...... Go back to the dorm room and sleep for a while? Let's get up early tomorrow and go to the cafeteria to have something to eat. ”

"Okay."

Two ordinary students just walked together.

However, just as they were at the doorway of the aisle, Harry stopped in his tracks.

"Connor."

He suddenly evoked the name of the classmate who had always been invisible.

"Anything else?"

"Nothing, it's just...... Thank you. ”

Harry might have had something else to say.

But for now, that sound is enough.

"Nothing."

Connor smiled and shook his head.

"Go back, wake up, tomorrow is a new day."

They just left, and Connor could hear their small conversations even as he stood still.

"So why are you here with Connor?"

"Did he come to that mirror too?"

Ron's questions were endless.

Even though Connor himself was here, he was only on the way back asking his best friend, hoping to get some answers from Harry.

Unfortunately, Harry had very little information to give.

"I don't think so, Ron, Connor...... I feel that he is different from what they are concerned about, how can I say that? ”

"How?"

"I don't know."

Suddenly halting in his tracks, Harry couldn't help but look back at the abandoned and closed classroom.

"I don't know how to describe it, it's just ...... This time he told me something very important. ”

"What?"

“…… It's nothing. ”

Seeing Ron's curious gaze, Harry just smiled.

"It just helped me figure out the cause and effect of some things...... It's like taking a class. ”

"Oh yes, I did hear that Connor was lecturing a lot, and he was able to take the Hufflepuff students and start overtaking Ravenclaw."

At this, a touch of emotion appeared on Ron's countenance.

"This kind of thing is really handsome, and I always feel like the Hufflepuff people revolve around him."

“…… Is that so? ”

"What's wrong?"

"No, it's just that you said that the Hufflepuffs revolve around Connor, which I think is a little weird."

"Strange? What's so weird. ”

Hearing Harry say that, Ron just scratched the back of his head.

He was a little confused.

"Am I saying something wrong? Isn't that what he is doing in class, surrounded by everyone, and no matter what he says, there will definitely be people who will cater to him...... I think in a few years, Heufflepuff will be the prefect. ”

At this point, the confusion on Ron's face subsided again, and all that remained was a simple longing and adoration.

"It's pretty much a sure thing."

"However, he wandered around the school alone at night......

"So what do you want to say?"

"It's nothing, maybe it's just my delusion, and no one dictates that he has to take someone with him all the time, in groups."

And when they returned to the lounge from the secret passage on the fifth floor, a flame faintly flashed outside the window.

At the same time, there was a clear chirp echoing.

"Huh?"

Ron just stopped.

Before entering the secret passage, he couldn't help but look out the window.

At this moment, there was only moonlight shining outside, and nothing but the bright moon.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Ron couldn't help but scratch the back of his head at Harry's question.

"I just heard some familiar voices...... Have you ever heard a bird call? ”

"Well, it seems like there is...... But what's wrong with that sound? ”

"Well, I don't know."

Ron couldn't help but put a question mark in his heart.

"I just felt like I'd heard something like this before...... Maybe I was called by this voice before? ”

While the two children were discussing something, flames appeared outside the window again.

It was a beautiful bird.

To be precise, it's a magical animal that is extremely rare even if you look at the whole world: the phoenix.

And in the whole of Hogwarts, the phoenix belongs to only one person: Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.

At this moment, it flew into the classroom through the open window.

As the headmaster, the phoenix honestly stopped on Connor's arm and began to gather its feathers as if no one was around.

"Thank you for your hard work."

After rubbing it gently, Connor said with a smile.

Fawkes, on the other hand, raised his head proudly, looking rather disdainful.

It's just a trifle!

The little face that seemed to be able to express its emotions said so.

At the same time, Fawkes's big eyes couldn't help but glance at the cat that seemed to be taking a nap.

Phil.

That look suddenly made her blue eyes widen.

"Shhh

The cat's two small paws grabbed Connor's collar at once, and there was a threatening attitude in his voice.

"What kind of jealousy do you ......?"

Looking at Phil's grumpy face, Connor shook his head helplessly.

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the classroom.

"So, that Weasley kid was really called here by you?"

Following the prestige, Connor met the white-haired woman.

"Is it fun to play a game to raise a savior?"