It was lively and continued until three o'clock in the afternoon.

They just dispersed.

The Weasley family is planning to have a snowball fight.

On the way to the courtyard, Fred sighed: "Mr. Dumbledore's singing is really terrible. It's as good as Harry's hat."

"Hey, I'm better than Albus!" George retorted unceremoniously as the Sorting Hat finally looked like a hat and was put on his head.

“The level is about the same.”

"I think the principal is better because he is the principal and you are just a hat."

The brothers discussed and finally came to a conclusion.

"Little Ronnie sang the worst."

Ginny reluctantly shook her head: "No, it's just that I was a little bit cold just now. I'll be fine if I get some sleep."

Ginny blushed with annoyance.

The boys are waiting in the lounge.

"You are not normal people." George shook his head, "You are all just like Bill, chasing the twelve 'O's. We are the normal people."

Ginny looked confused and a little confused.

They tried to fight back against the intruder, but in the end they were reduced to a pile of junk.

"Harry is still amazing!" Fred sighed, "He cured Ginny with just one sentence."

This is the end of the game.

Anyway, I'm going to pass by the school doctor's office, so I'll drop by and have a look.

"Ginny?" Percy said hesitantly, "Shall we go find Madam Pomfrey?"

They walked out of the tower laughing happily, and Harry stopped suddenly: "Wait!"

"What's wrong?" Percy tilted his head and looked, and when he saw Harry's expression, his tone became serious.

Ginny's face turned red and her words became energetic: "No, I may have been having nightmares recently and didn't sleep well."

Lying there was a petrified figure, turning around and trying to take out the wand. It was the Ravenclaw senior who was still singing with them at noon.

Harry slowly opened his eyes.

It seemed like someone had taken half of his life away.

"Patronus Charm." Percy looked envious.

"That's because Hermione and I used to wait for you." Harry sat aside and explained casually.

"For normal people, getting up at 7:30 is considered early!" Fred cheered for their "late-sleeping group".

The center of the corridor.

Harry glanced at her, memorizing the expression on her face, closed his eyes, held the sword forward, pressed against the corner, and approached cautiously, little by little.

"Is this the power of the curse, or something..." George drew out his voice, and something stuck on his lips. He didn't say it, but everyone knew it.

Ginny is a girl, even if she is only eleven years old, it will take longer.

Except Percy.

The professors arrived soon.

Several other people asked in unison: "Doesn't it count?"

The magic power is exhausted.

Ahead, it looks like the night before the Halloween dinner.

"What do you think, Ginny?"

The front is empty, there is nothing.

The youngest girl forced a smile and gave a few comments.

"Harry, do you need help?" Percy leaned against the wall and raised his wand.

"I've never seen Hermione so slow before." Ron and Fred started playing wizard chess to pass the time. He couldn't help but grumbled. It had been almost twenty minutes!

Harry took a deep breath, took off the hat from George's head, and pulled out the sword of Gryffindor: "You guys wait here, something seems to have happened ahead."

Harry said nothing, put down the mirror, and continued to check.

Percy said with a straight face: "Of course not, that's just the normal time to get up. Miss Granger gets up at six o'clock to study. As for Harry, he's even earlier. Anyway, after I get up at five-thirty every day, I can only see Harry.

Lee is back from exercising outside."

Percy walked over first, and when he saw the petrified man on the ground, his expression was serious: "I'll inform the professor."

The scent of their return has become invisible, and the smell cannot dissipate so quickly.

Harry shook his head: "No, that's too dangerous."

Call the gods to protect you!

The breath of life is weak.

The love spell didn't work.

Ginny came out of the dormitory late. The snowball fight in the afternoon seemed to have taken a lot of energy from her. Her face became paler, without a trace of blood, and her energy became more and more depressed.

"Thank God, I know for the first time that I got up early at 7:30." Harry said expressionlessly.

"The portraits are imprisoned, can you unlock the magic? They may know something." Harry said to Dumbledore.

The rooster statue is also unrecognizable.

Ginny couldn't beat them.

The portrait was roughly torn into pieces, and the person inside was terrified but still, imprisoned by the curse.

The Weasley brothers became panicked.

"I think you should listen to your brother at this time." Fred said with a straight face.

His expression was sluggish, with a sense of alienation from the world after he took a nap until dark and woke up in a trance.

Ginny glared over.

He waved the magic spell, and the silver-white lion rushed out. Harry told it: "Go to Professor Dumbledore. There is an accident in the tower, and another student has been petrified."

A touch of warmth spreads through the fingertips, which is the normal touch of human contact, without the burning sensation like blisters.

Harry carefully examined the senior sister, followed her eyes, and saw a mirror that fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He picked it up and reflected a fragmented figure, which was blurry and could not be seen clearly in the mirror.

Who is in there.

It's hard to understand all this.

It was not until dinner that they returned to the lounge and changed into dry clothes.

"There is no basilisk." Harry responded, "Come over here."

The corridor was a mess.

Dumbledore waved his wand.

He passed through the area of ​​​​magic influence.

"Again!" Professor McGonagall frowned. She cast a spell to lift the Ravenclaw girl into the air and took her to the school doctor's office in a hurry.

He turned back to look at Ginny - the little girl no longer had the feeling of panic and uneasiness she had in the morning. She stood sluggishly, like an ice pick, looking blankly at the petrified person on the ground.

Percy also noticed: "It seems that this mirror saved senior sister."

She became lively again. Percy and Ron prepared logistics for her, cast spells, and kept rolling snowballs. The little girl carried the snowballs by herself and defeated the Weasley brothers.

Ron asked the knight to move forward: "Obviously I have gotten up early before."

Harry raised his hand naturally and touched Ginny's forehead: "Did you catch a cold and feel unwell? Do you want to go find Madam Pomfrey?"

There was only a faint breath of life, and other than that, there was nothing.

The portraits were finally able to move, and most of them screamed in terror and ran away frantically.

There were only a few pictures left, and when he saw Dumbledore in a hurry, he stopped and stayed.

"Did you see anything just now?" Dumbledore asked.

A man in a star-and-moon robe shook his head and his voice trembled: "No, we didn't see anything. It was just a sudden flash of red light. We couldn't see anything, couldn't hear anything, and couldn't move."

Thank you Ran Zong for the tip~

I wish everyone a happy new year, all the best and good health!
Chapter completed!