"Be a good boy? What's going on?" Just after returning from the toilet, Bagir saw Harry pointing his wand at Dumbledore.
Is it possible that in the novel, the soul fragment on Harry's forehead is conscious and can control Harry?
So much was cut from the movie?
Unlike ordinary people who like to look at something while going to the toilet, Bagir prefers to concentrate on one thing.
Only by concentrating a little can you reach the top.
You can also get out of the toilet faster.
But this time, his speed didn't work and he missed what was obviously a very exciting scene.
But the next second, the following conversation revealed the reason.
Dumbledore is not an idol, and there are no long-mouthed male protagonists in sad dramas. From Harry's questioning, he immediately understood.
and get straight to the point of explaining.
"you listen to me."
Harry is not a heroine who doesn't listen to me. Although he was still excited, he still said: "You say it."
"This," Dumbledore raised the diary in his hand, "it was not sent by me. The person who sent it was Lucius Malfoy."
"What evidence do you have?"
"The evidence is that when your father was in school here, he mainly relied on this invisibility cloak to sneak into the kitchen and steal food. You can ask your well-informed friend Mr. Weasley to investigate. It does not belong to Voldemort. And ——”
"And you don't need to explain it to me." Harry inserted his wand back into his pocket.
He realized that Dumbledore could easily subdue him, modify his memory, or force him to submit.
Being able to have this conversation is the greatest evidence.
He was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I just offended you."
"No," Dumbledore said gently: "To dare to draw the wand for a friend to a strong man shows the best quality."
"Then can you give that basilisk skin to Bajir? He discovered it first." Harry quickly climbed up the pole. "According to your theory, this is a beautiful quality." (Bajir said in a trembling voice: Okay. brother!)
Dumbledore burst into laughter, "Of course, but to be used as a potion material, it needs an expert to handle it. Severus will charge part of the skin as a crafting fee. Can you agree on behalf of your friend Bagir?"
"No," Harry shook his head and blinked smartly, "You can ask him face to face later."
He knew that if something like this happened, Dumbledore would definitely want to talk to Bargeer.
"Of course." Dumbledore nodded.
"One more thing." Harry raised his index finger.
"What's up?"
"Bajir's subsidy for poor students." Harry said a little indignantly (Bajir shouted again: Brother!), "He is an orphan, and his family only has less than three gold galleons. He does have some money in his family that looks like Very expensive magic props. But they are key props needed for entry and exit - the kind that cannot be sold. Maybe he has money now, but he earned it at Station 9 and 3/4 (Harry deliberately concealed Bajir Selling unicorn tail hairs and balboa tuber pus).”
"I will make arrangements for this." Dumbledore nodded.
What Harry was hiding, he actually knew.
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 home.
Whatever Bajir gets in the Forbidden Forest, as long as no harm is caused, belongs to Bajir himself.
What's more, according to his investigation, no unicorns in the Forbidden Forest were harmed.
Bagir's current prosperity does not conflict with the fact that Bagir orphans meet the conditions for subsidies for poor students.
Bagir's violation is innocuous. As a young Gryffindor, lively and adventurous are advantages.
Moreover, Bajir's adventure was for survival, which was caused by Severus' arrogance and his carelessness.
"How should we go back?" After solving Bajir's case, Harry thought of himself.
Do they have to climb back up from the bottom through the twisting, bumpy, and slippery pipe?
Although most likely with the help of Dumbledore's magic.
But he really didn't want to climb that pipe again.
"You haven't passed the Apparition test yet, right?" Dumbledore asked.
"Of course, you have to be over 17 years old. I'm only 11 years old. And you can't apparate in Hogwarts." Harry was a little confused.
"That's right." Dumbledore seemed to be asking and answering himself, "Then at this time, we need -"
He clapped his hands, "Fox!"
Harry thought it was more like a singer on stage, suddenly saying music.
Because as soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, the sound of music came from somewhere.
This sound is ethereal, ethereal and mysterious, and it makes people excited.
The hair on his scalp seemed to stand on end and his heart seemed to have doubled in size.
The music grew louder and louder, until finally Harry thought his heart would burst from it.
Because it seems to be vibrating in my chest.
At this moment, a flame burst into the air ahead.
A crimson bird suddenly fell from the sky, as big as a swan, and its beautiful and loud singing voice came from its slender neck.
It has a long, sharp golden beak and two sparkling black eyes, a golden tail as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws.
Finally, the big bird landed on Dumbledore's shoulder and stopped singing.
"This is...Phoenix?" Harry said in awe.
He was popularized by Bagir.
Phoenixes are truly immortal creatures that reincarnate in the flames and no one can trap them unless they actively follow them.
They are the most independent and detached creatures.
Their tears are an elixir for removing toxins and curing diseases; their songs can drive away fear and mobilize positive emotions; their tail feathers are one of the best wand core materials.
Nowadays, apart from Dumbledore, only New Zealand's Quidditch team, the Mottola Macaws, has the following Phoenix.
But the phoenix named Spark followed the team, not an individual.
In other words, only Dumbledore achieved such a feat - taming a phoenix!
"Yes," Dumbledore nodded, "please hold its tail."
"Can I?" Harry was a little worried.
He looked at Fox.
It spread its wings at this moment, and although it was not waving, it was floating in the air, waving the long golden feathers behind its tail, inviting the contact of Harry's hand.
His hand touching the tail feathers was trembling slightly, and the closer he got, the warmer it became.
Like being close to the fireplace in the lounge.
The moment I held it, a strange sense of relief swept over my body.
He floated up, in the air!
Then, Dumbledore suddenly held his other hand and said, "It's time for us to set off."
Fox flapped his wings.
With a cry, everything in front of him blurred.
Driven by Fox, they were flying at high speed.
His other hand was clearly in Dumbledore's hand, pulling an adult like Dumbledore in the air.
But he didn't feel any difficulty, as if he was holding a feather.
The water pipes are clearly winding.
But in the process of flying upward, at every turn, they got rid of the inertia and passed smoothly, as if they were flying in a straight line.
It's as if he can really fly now!
This is the thrill of flying that no broomstick can bring!
But this happiness is also very short-lived.
It took less than a minute for Harry to come to his senses.
They had come into contact with the damp floor of Myrtle's bathroom, and the sink that covered the pipes had slid automatically into its place.
Phoenix Fox turned into a ball of flame and disappeared into the air.
Myrtle popped her head out of the toilet, let out a cry of surprise, and submerged herself into the water again.
