The fire was burning quietly, and Aiwen wrote quickly. By the time the others came back, he had finished the article, and only some details needed to be revised.
"Ivan!" Hermione and Colin entered the common room first, and she ran over happily, "Great, we took enough photos and got his manuscript from Professor Lockhart, you How is it going here?"
"It's going well, it's over." Ivan wrote the last letter.
"Let me take a look." Hermione picked up the parchment, and then noticed the content on it, the expression on her face gradually became surprised, "Oh my God, this is..."
Before she could express her opinion, Harry and Ron also walked into the common room. Contrary to Hermione and Colin's ease, they looked very bad.
"Guys, tonight is really terrible!" Ron explained in a monotonous voice, "After we left the auditorium, we first encountered Peeves throwing dung eggs in the innermost corridor on the third floor, and then we were suddenly Filch who showed up caught him, thought Harry and I did it, and insisted on taking us to his office."
"Wait, what are you doing there? I remember that there should be no one in that corridor." Ai Wen's heart moved, that corridor was the focus of his attention, because at the end of the corridor is the bathroom of Weeping Myrtle, where the entrance to the secret room is. .
He once tried to go there to find Crying Myrtle when no one was there, but was spotted by Filch's cat "Mrs. Norris" many times in a row, and then immediately caught by Filch, Aiwen had to waste a lot It is not an easy task to explain to the other party why you are going to the girls' bathroom.
"I seem to see Ginny passing by, but that's not the point." Ron waved his hand, "The point is that the two of us managed to escape from Filch and found Nick on the fifth floor, and he also agreed to persuade other ghosts Come and help us gather news, but on the condition that... "
"Go to his 500th death anniversary party, on Halloween." Harry's voice was also weak, "We have already promised!"
"Think about it, on Halloween, go to the basement to attend Nick's death-day party." Ron took a breath, and then found that besides Colin, Ivan and Hermione who were sitting by the fire seemed to be interested in this matter. Things are indifferent.
Ivan was thinking about Ginny, while Hermione was completely immersed in Ivan's story, and didn't hear what Ron was saying at all.
"What's going on with you two, I'm not surprised at all, this is a ghost party..." Ron didn't finish his sentence, Harry pulled him carefully, and he noticed Hermione His expression was a bit abnormal, his hands were tightly holding the parchment in his hands, and his eyes were red.
He stopped abruptly, not sure if he had provoked Hermione.
"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry asked softly.
"I'm fine, Harry!" Hermione looked up, wiping the corners of her eyes with her hand.
The next second, before everyone could react, she suddenly stood up and gave Harry a hug.
"Hermione, you..." Harry was at a loss.
"Harry, this is an article written by Ivan, you should read it." Hermione stuffed the parchment into Harry's hand.
Harry shifted his puzzled eyes to the parchment, and after three seconds, he realized what was written on it, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"Ivan, these..."
"It's all true. I learned the truth from Mrs. Bathilda Bagshot." Ivan explained, "She has been living in Godric's Hollow and is your parents' neighbor. She witnessed everything that happened that day."
The atmosphere gradually became dull, and no one spoke.
"Please, can someone tell me what's going on?" Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, and Hermione hurriedly explained to him in a low voice.
After listening to Hermione's explanation, Ron looked at Harry, who was getting paler and paler, and said worriedly, "Harry, don't you know about your mother about what Ivan wrote?"
"I don't know, no one's ever told me that before," Harry answered in a trembling voice, trying to keep his tears from falling.
But it didn't seem to work, the words on the parchment seemed to appear in front of him as a real scene, Harry seemed to see that in that night, Voldemort killed his parents, and that period of childhood recurred in his dream green light and the cry of a woman.
"I'm sorry, Harry!" After a long time, Ivan whispered, before he noticed how much the things he wrote hurt Harry.
In the past ten years or so, Harry knew almost nothing about his parents, and it must be a very cruel thing for him to suddenly present the process of their death in detail.
"It's not your fault, Ivan, it's just that I used to..." Harry wiped the tears from his cheeks vigorously.
The anomaly in the corner quickly attracted the attention of others. Harry didn't want others to see him crying, so he turned around and ran to the bedroom, clutching the parchment tightly in his hand.
"Don't worry, give him to me." Ron followed and ran over.
On the sofa by the fireplace, there were only Ivan with a frustrated face, Hermione with red eyes, and Colin who hadn't figured out what happened.
"It's all my fault. I wrote about Harry's mother without first asking for his permission."
"Actually, I think your writing is very good." Hermione came over and hugged Ivan, "Harry just needs some time to digest this matter."
Hearing Hermione's comfort, Ivan's mood improved somewhat. He took Bathilda Bagshot's reply letter to Hermione, and the two discussed what happened that day, and the topic gradually turned to the content and layout of other newspaper articles.
As time passed, Colin sat for a while and left because he had to process the photos, while Hermione stayed until midnight before going back to sleep with the thick parchment in his arms.
When the fire was about to burn out, Ivan was the only one left in the common room, and then he saw Ginny crawl in awkwardly.
She looked very embarrassed, as if she had just fought with a troll, her robe was covered with dust, her face was paler than Harry's, with no blood in sight.
Ai Wen's heart sank suddenly, could it be that the secret room has been opened!
"Ginny, you..."
"Don't worry, Evan!"
Behind Ginny, Fred crawled in, "Ginny followed us to confirm a newly discovered secret passage, and encountered a little trouble."
"Peeves discovered a box full of big dung eggs. It was a disaster. Fortunately, we ran fast." George also climbed in.
"I hope Filch can handle it!" Ginny nodded in agreement.
Hearing their explanation, Ivan was relieved. He thought that Ginny was controlled by Tom Riddle and went to the secret room, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.
It was very late, and after they ate some more chocolate, they went back to sleep. Standing outside their bedroom, Ivan frowned and watched as Ginny's figure gradually disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
"Ginny, do you know Tom Riddle?" Ivan murmured suddenly.
"What did you say?" Ginny stopped, she didn't seem to hear clearly, and it took a long time before she responded in a low voice.
"No, nothing, good night." Ivan turned and entered the bedroom.
"Good night, Ivan!" Under the candlelight, the girl's brown eyes were extremely bright.