From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"Go up to the stairs--but why do you want to go up to the stairs?"

"I shouldn't care about that, the eighth floor. I'm going to the eighth floor."

"Rooster, blood, yes, it's resurrection, resurrection."

"Blood, eighth floor, resurrection?"

"The tapestry on the eighth floor, who am I?"

"Go around? Why go around?"

Countless conflicting thoughts floated in Ginny's mind. She didn't even know who she was and what she was going to do-she just felt that she should be familiar with these, but in fact she was not familiar at all.

After turning around aimlessly on the eighth floor, she was a little tired of her current actions.

But a voice kept telling her that she should continue.

A door appeared on the wall when she was entangled, she subconsciously walked in, and then walked inward unswervingly under the advice of the voice in her mind.

"Get it, it is your most beloved treasure. Just do it like in the past, just like you picked it up in the past, pick up your most beloved treasure."

Yes, that's mine. I discovered it since the beginning of school. The world's most precious treasure. I used various methods to get the apocalypse from it, and master the precious knowledge that other people couldn't even imagine.

Since the beginning of school, I've stolen this road countless times, haven't I?

Ginny smiled and picked up the tattered crown-it was originally worn on the head of an old wizard statue, so it fits very well, and it seems that the three of them can't sell a Si Ke.

‘My most precious baby is such a tattered one? ’

The girl's disgust suddenly broke out, and she couldn't imagine why she would happily put such a tattered thing on her head.

But the memory in her mind told her that this is her most precious treasure, more precious than her eyes.

‘I seem to have been here once? No, have been here many times? ’

The headache made her unable to continue thinking, and she immediately put the tormenting thing on her head.

The cool touch made her feel as if she had immersed her body in seawater in the summer-no, it should be the immersion of her body in the hot springs in winter. It felt scattered, but it did not bring her any discomfort.

"How dare you! How dare I?"

The voice in my mind seemed to be noisy, but with a gentle heat from the broken crown on his head, the voice later became quieter.

‘It’s like a spell from me? Wrong-I have touched it many times, but how am I willing? ’

The chaotic memory began again, but the voice in his mind appeared in time.

"You should run away, take your most precious treasure, and leave this school secretly."

‘Yes, yes, go from the secret path, the secret path that nobody knows. ’

"What am I doing?"

Another voice sounded from the bottom of her heart, it was her own voice.

"Isn't the other voice very frustrated? Didn't he want to kill Filch? Didn't he bring me here once?"

"No, I've been here many times, I've found out since the beginning of school—"

The chaotic memory made Ginny feel that her head was about to split, and a burning sensation suddenly spread from the crown, suppressing the voice that emerged from the bottom of her heart.

‘Yes, it’s time to go, it’s time to go! ’

She stood up and took the crown off her head-this is a very difficult behavior, as if to pull people out of the blanket in winter.

With a bit of reluctance, she rushed towards the door with the crown in her hands. The secret road was very close to here, as long as—

"Faint!"

…

"Faint!" Several spells that were almost connected hit her as they sounded--

"Finally no noise..."

This was Ginny's last thoughts when she fainted.

——

"Caught it, caught it!"

Hidden in the shadows the man jumped out.

"Well, let me just say it. If there are secret roads or secret rooms, there must be obvious road signs around, otherwise there is no way to find out."

"Come on, it's obviously that the twins noticed that the ornaments have fallen on the floor here, and then they felt that this place was in line with the secret road environment before squatting down."

"I'm fine, Weasley, are you right?"

The one who was rebutted turned around in an angry way and looked at the one who contributed the most to this search.

However, the Weasley brothers were silent, and the two of them looked at me and I looked at you with a look of surprise.

"Any questions?"

Before the questioner could finish the sentence, some people who could not restrain themselves ran over to look at the overturned person--"God, first grade, Weasley and their sister!"

‘You can’t catch the wrong one, right? ’

This kind of thought emerged in most people's minds—many people guessed that it was the seventh-graders who were able to do such a big thing with this idle time, but the first-graders played with them for so long. It really makes them unacceptable.

"Should it not be her?"

Someone finally raised this issue, but it was clearly opposed,

"Of course it is her! My little sister-we never found that secret room!"

Fred said in a rather proud tone.

"Do you give her to the professor?"

"Of course, otherwise, why did we work so hard for a long time? Just kill two chickens. It would be fine if we put them in confinement for half a month. It can be regarded as the first class of Gryffindor in advance."

George's natural answer caused cheers and whistles.

——

In the office, William was giving orders to the prefect who had been summoned by the portrait—Mr. Filch’s investigation and arrest of the suspect should be given priority. He was still very clear.

"The prefects stand in groups of two, stand back and forth, and are not allowed to separate at will. Although Miss Weasley is only a first-year student, her skills in the use of spells are almost graduate-level, although it is not clear whether it is talent or other reasons. Caused, but I hope you don’t despise her because the other party is a first-year student."

"The prefects of the seventh grade each recommend two good players. I will inform them to cooperate in the raid. Once Miss Weasley is found, I will immediately use the coma spell or the petrification spell to control her. Her control magic may even play. Such adult wizards are easily released, you must be more vigilant..."

The order made the prefects couldn't help but focus on Gryffindor-Percy was looking confused.

‘Miss Weasley? My sister? Bring down an adult wizard? ’

Because the professor's remarks were too scary~www.readwn.com~, he even forgot to question why he wanted to hunt Ginny.

Just as he plucked up the courage to ask questions, the office door was knocked.

"Professor! It's us!"

There were loud shouts outside the door, but Percy heard the voices of the two younger brothers who had humiliated the family very clearly.

"We caught the murderer! It's Ginny!"

The twins' joyous voice came from outside the door.

ps: There is one more chapter.

By the way, yesterday I promised to get a group and got one, although I don’t know what's the use...

Group number 861, 886, 316

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