Vol 3 Chapter 519: Return to the Secret Chamber (Part 1)

　　 The eve before the exam is undoubtedly a disturbing night.
　　 At least in the common room in Gryffindor.
　　 The fifth and seventh grade students are facing the upcoming O.W.Ls and N.E.T.Ws exams, so they seem to be quite restless.
Ginny Weasley, a fifth grader, is holding a magic wand and practicing spells in a low voice. A sheet of "Daily Prophet" twitches violently on her thigh; Colin Crevey, also a fifth grader, looks out the window The moon in her mouth didn’t know what she was chanting; while Katie Bell, who was in seventh grade, was quickly reviewing her "Standard Spell Level Six", her eyes looked a little confused...
　　 Harry Potter sat next to Ginny in a relaxed and comfortable manner. Although he will have to face the final exam in a few days, he certainly does not have the pressure of Ginny and Katie...
　　 Looking at the ceiling of the common room, Harry couldn't help but recall those things from a year ago in his mind
At that time, Dolores Umbridge was still at Hogwarts and ruling Hogwarts brutally; while he was under the pressure of the old witch, he was under the pressure of taking OWLs exams; I still remember that during the exam in the history of magic, he even fell asleep unknowingly, allowing a mysterious person to invade his memory...
　　Unconsciously, the clock in the common room rang ten times.
　　 "I have to go to bed!" Ginny put the copy of the "Daily Prophet" on her lap on the table while putting away her wand, and at the same time she leaned in and kissed Harry gently.
　　 "Good luck tomorrow," Harry said softly.
　　 On the other side, Harry's best friend, Ron Weasley, twisted his head aside on purpose, pretending to see nothing.
Ron has always had a lot of opinions about Harry and Ginny coming together; but once he took into account the relationship with Harry, secondly, he could not affect anything in fact about this matter-so Ron has been Adopt an ostrich attitude, pretending not to see anything and pretending to know nothing.
　　……
　　 Watching Ginny leave, Harry casually scanned the "Daily Prophet" she left behind.
　　 Just as he was about to leave Gryffindor’s common room and return to the dormitory to rest—a wonderful golden fire suddenly appeared from the fireplace in the common room!
　　 This group of golden flames immediately attracted everyone's attention... Amidst the many discussions, the flames gradually turned into a proud and gorgeous bright red bird.
　　 "It's Fox!" Harry recognized at a glance that this was a phoenix, the phoenix that once belonged to Albus Dumbledore.
　　 But at that "white funeral" more than a month ago, this noble bird chose to leave Hogwarts and then disappeared...
　　 Unexpectedly, she is back again! Harry couldn't help but expect a little from the bottom of his heart.
　　 I saw the Phoenix fly to Mr. Potter lightly, and at the same time a feather slowly fell in front of Harry; then, she disappeared.
　　 "Gosh, what is that... such a beautiful creature!" Seamus Finnigan couldn't help pointing.
　　 The whole Gryffindor common room was talking about it, but Ron Weasley still lowered his head and pretended not to hear anything.
Harry lightly picked up the phoenix feather, but unfortunately what he heard next was not the gentle and kind voice of Albus Dumbledore; this was of course, because Dumbledore had left forever This world; although the voice is also familiar to him, it belongs to Principal Jon Hart.
　　 I didn’t expect that Fox would also obey Jon’s orders
　　"Dear Harry,
　　 If I have time, I would like to ask you to do me a little favor. In a quarter of an hour, I will wait for you at the door of an abandoned girls' bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle.
　　 In addition, you can also bring your friends with you.
　　 Your sincerely: Jon Hart. "
An abandoned girls’ bathroom on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle... Harry could not help but shudder when Jon mentioned the name, because it reminded him of some terrible things that happened in the second grade. ...
　　 Also, take my friends with you?
Harry looked up and saw Ron who had been ignoring him because of Ginny. He was still tilting his head there; and Hermione who saw the trail at all, in fact, in the past few days. Within months, her whereabouts became more and more mysterious...
　　 "Forget it, I'll go alone!" Harry muttered to himself.
　　 After explaining a few words about the phoenix with Seamus, Harry put on his robe alone, crawled over the portrait of the fat lady, and walked out of the Gryffindor common room.
　　……
　　 As it was late at night, Hogwarts Castle looked slightly gloomy, every sculpture in the shadow looked terrifying, and the sound of wind coming from a distance was even more shocking.
　　 Of course, for Harry, who has long been used to walking at night, these are sparse and ordinary things.
　　 Just when he reached the top of the stairs on the eighth floor, he suddenly saw Mrs. Loris hiding under the stairs.
　　 The ugly cat looked at him with two bright eyes and meowed in his mouth, as if to warn him.
As usual, Harry would definitely run away, but this time, he was not afraid at all, because he was walking at night at the castle on the order of the principal~EbookFREE.me~After Mrs. Lorice warned that no results , Ran away after a few swishes... Harry knew she must have gone to find Filch. And given Filch's knowledge of the secret tunnels of the castle, he might be coming over soon.
as expected. Harry continued to walk downstairs, without taking a few flights of stairs, almost when he reached the fourth floor of the castle—
　　 "Stop!" shouted from the upper floor.
This was the vigilant cry of Hogwarts Castle Administrator Argus Filch. Harry could hear his rapid, kicking footsteps approaching, his panting voice raised with anger. Up.
　　 "It's actually you again, Potter...Okay, this time I finally caught a current!"
　　 In the blink of an eye, Filch appeared in front of Harry, followed by his skinny cat with dark gray fur. Mrs. Loris's big bulb-like eyes were exactly the same as those of its owner, and she was staring at Harry at the moment.
"Wandering around the school late at night... Violated the curfew... Now the principal is no longer Dumbledore. I see who else can come to shelter you!" Filch stared at Harry and looked up and down. Murmured at the same time.
　　 Harry spread his hands helplessly, and explained to Filch: "It's the principal—Principal Hart asked me to find him...".
"Don't lie!" Filch grinned, showing his yellow teeth: "Such a clumsy lie... The principal's office is on the eighth floor. What are you doing downstairs... I'll take you there. Find Professor McGonagall."
　　 "No, Argus!" A steady voice came from downstairs: "I'm sorry to interrupt your work, but Mr. Potter didn't lie, I was indeed looking for him!"