"Am I a good one? What's going on? As soon as he returned from the bathroom, Baguill saw Harry pointing his wand at Dumbledore.

Could it be that in the novel, the soul fragment on Harry's forehead is conscious and can manipulate Harry?

So many cuts from the movie?

Unlike ordinary people who like to look at things while going to the toilet, Bajir prefers to concentrate on one thing.

Only by focusing on it can you reach the peak.

You'll be able to get out of the toilet faster.

But this time, his speed didn't work, and he missed the obvious and very good scene.

But in the next second, the next conversation revealed the reason.

Dumbledore is not an idol, and there is no male protagonist with a long mouth in the bitter drama, and from Harry's cross-examination, he immediately understood in seconds.

And get ready to start explaining.

"Listen to me."

Harry is not the heroine I don't listen to, although he is still excited, he still says, "You say. ”

"This," Dumbledore raised the journal in his hand, "it wasn't sent by me. The person who gave it away was Lucius Malfoy. ”

"What evidence do you have?"

"The proof is that when your father went to school here, he mainly used this invisibility cloak to sneak into the kitchen and steal food. You could have asked your well-informed friend, Mr. Weasley, to investigate. It wasn't Voldemort's thing. And—"

"And you don't have to explain it to me." Harry slipped his wand back into his pocket.

He realized that Dumbledore could easily subdue him, alter his memories, or force him to submit.

The greatest evidence is that this conversation can be started.

He was a little nervous, "I'm sorry I just offended you. ”

"No," said Dumbledore gently, "for a friend to dare to draw his wand against the strong, that is the best of qualities. ”

"Then that basilisk skin, can you give it to Bagil, this is what he found first." Harry hurriedly climbed up the pole, "According to you, this is a good quality. (Bakir screams: Good brother!) ）

Dumbledore smirked, "Of course, but to be able to use it as potion material, it takes an expert to deal with it. Severus would charge a portion of the leather as a manual fee. Can you agree on behalf of your friend Bagir? ”

"No," Harry shook his head, his eyes blinking smartly, "you can ask him in person later." ”

He knew that something had happened, and Dumbledore was going to talk to Bagill.

"Of course." Dumbledore nodded.

"One more thing." Harry cocked his index finger.

"What's the matter?"

"Poor student allowance in Bajil." Harry said with some indignation (Bagill screamed again: Iron buddy!). "He's an orphan, and his family is less than three gold gallons. He does have some power-ups that look expensive in his house. But they're all key items needed to get in and out - the kind that can't be sold. Maybe he has money now, but it's all earned at the 9 and 3/4 station (Harry deliberately hid the fact that Bagir was selling unicorn tail hair and Babo tuber pus). ”

"I'll arrange that." Dumbledore nodded.

Harry hid it, and he actually knew it.

But he didn't care.

Hogwarts is not his private property, but belongs to all teachers and students.

Everything in the Forbidden Forest also belongs to the kind and intelligent creatures who live in it, and regard it as their own home.

What Bajir got in the Forbidden Forest, as long as it didn't cause harm, belonged to Bajir himself.

What's more, according to his investigation, there are no unicorns in the Forbidden Forest that have been harmed because of this.

Bagir is now wealthy, and there is no conflict with Bagil's orphans, who meet the conditions for poor student subsidies.

Bagil's violation is harmless. As a young Gryffindor, being lively and adventurous is a plus.

Moreover, Bagill's adventure was for survival, because of Severus's arrogance, his carelessness.

"How are we going back?" After settling what had happened to Bajil, Harry thought about himself.

Are they going to climb back from the bottom up through the twisty, bumpy, slippery pipes?

Although it is likely that there will be the assistance of Dumbledore's magic.

But he really didn't want to climb that pipe anymore.

"You haven't passed the apparition exam yet, have you?" Dumbledore asked.

"Of course, you have to be at least 17 years old. I'm only 11 years old. And you can't apparilate in Hogwarts. Harry was confused.

"That's right." Dumbledore seemed to be asking himself, "Then then, you need—"

He clapped his hands, "Fawkes! ”

Harry thought it was more like a singer on stage, and suddenly said a word of music.

As soon as Dumbledore's words fell, the sound of music wafted from nowhere.

The voice is illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it is exciting to listen to.

The hair on his scalp seemed to stand on end, and his heart seemed to triple in size.

The music grew louder and louder, and finally Harry felt like his heart was going to be pounded out of it.

Because, it seems to vibrate in its own ribcage.

At that moment, a flame erupted from the air in front of him.

A crimson bird suddenly fell from the sky, as big as a swan, and its beautiful, loud song came from its slender neck.

It had a long, sharp golden beak and two sparkling black eyes, a gleaming golden tail as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of glittering golden claws.

Eventually, the big bird landed on Dumbledore's shoulder and stopped singing.

"It's... Phoenix? Harry said in awe.

He was popularized by Bagir.

The phoenix is a truly immortal creature that reincarnates in flames, and no one can trap it unless they actively follow it.

They are the most independent and transcendent creatures.

Their tears are the elixir of poison and disease; Their singing can dispel fear and arouse positive emotions; Their tail feathers are one of the best wand core materials.

In addition to Dumbledore, only New Zealand's Quidditch team, the Mottola Macaw, has a Phoenix following.

But the phoenix, named Spark, followed the team, not the individual.

That is, only Dumbledore has achieved such a feat - domesticating a phoenix!

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded, "hold its tail, please." ”

"May I?" Harry was a bit of a loser.

He looked at Fawkes.

It spread its wings at the moment, and although it didn't wave, it floated in mid-air, waving the long golden feathers behind its tail, inviting Harry's hand to make contact.

His hand touching the tail feathers trembled slightly, and the closer he got, the warmer it became.

It's like a fireplace near the lounge.

The moment I held it, a strange sense of relief swept through my body.

He floated up, in the air!

Then, Dumbledore abruptly took his other hand, "It's time for us to go." ”

Fawkes flailed his wings.

With a whew, everything in front of him blurred.

They were flying at high speeds, driven by Fox.

His other hand was obviously in Dumbledore's hand, pulling an adult like Dumbledore in the air.

But he didn't feel the slightest bit of difficulty, as if he was holding a feather.

The water pipes are clearly meandering.

But inside, in the process of flying upwards, with each turn, they get rid of inertia and pass smoothly, as if flying in a straight line.

It's as if he can really fly now!

It's the thrill of flying that no broomstick can bring!

But the joy was short-lived.

It took less than a minute for Harry to come to his senses.

They had already touched the damp floor of Myrtle's bathroom, and the pool that covered the water pipes had slid to its original place.

Phoenix Fawkes turned into a cloud of flames and disappeared into thin air.

Myrtle, who poked her head out of the toilet, let out an exclamation and sank into the water again.