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Kapitel 12: Chapter 12: I just have a good teacher

"You are back, Potter and the two Weasleys," Professor McGonagall walked towards them with a stern face, "You three are staying here for the night."

As he spoke, Mag couldn't help but look at Ginny, and said in an unbelievable and extremely headache-inducing tone: "I can't believe that a first-year student dared to cast a spell on a sixth-year senior! This matter I think your parents should know."

Ginny's face suddenly turned pale as she thought that she might receive a red shouting letter tomorrow morning. If so, that would be really bad.

"You, Mr. Weasley! You are going to help Mr. Filch polish the silverware in the trophy room. No magic is allowed, make sure it's all done by hand. And you, Miss Ginny, I think you're using your charms well, but harming a student is not good, right? You'll go help Professor Flitwick."

Professor McGonagall turned to Harry, "As for you, Mr. Potter—you go help Professor Lockhart reply to his admirers by letters."

Hearing this, Harry immediately felt his heart blockage. The people who gave him the most headaches this semester were the first-year freshman Colin and the narcissistic and idiot Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Lockhart.

In contrast, he would rather face Filch.

"Eh.. How about you let me polish the medal too..?," he begged.

This made McGonagall curious, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She was obviously happy that her students didn't like Lockhart.

but—

"Of course not. Professor Lockhart wants you by name. Remember, you three, you have to be there at eight o'clock in the evening."

If it were that easy, it wouldn't be called punishment.

"Please wait a moment, Professor—"

"Anything else, Miss Weasley?"

"I want to ask, where are those Slytherin students? Don't they need to be punished for insulting their classmates with words?" Ginny mustered up the courage to look directly at McGonagall, which made Harry, Ron, and even Hermione widen their eyes.

Eyes, full of admiration.

Before this, no lion cub dared to talk to Professor McGonagall like this. Even the twins saw her like a mouse seeing a cat. At this time, the Weasley family was better than its predecessor.

"Of course, they will be punished - Professor Snape will punish them himself." Mag smiled a little.

After saying that, Mag turned and left.

"Did I hear her correctly?" Ron said exaggeratedly, "Snape will punish them? Doesn't she know that there is no difference between letting them go?"

The faces of the four people were all ugly. Obviously, in their opinion, Snape would definitely protect those guys.

But in fact, this time they guessed wrong.

After Ginny hit Marcus with that curse, the two teams almost turned into a big melee, which finally ended with McGonagall and Snape personally coming forward.

In this case, Snape naturally knew the whole story and took over the task of punishing Malfoy without hesitation - now, all the toilets in Slytherin have been taken care of by Malfoy.

(LOL)

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ginny arrived alone on the eighth floor. The Ravenclaw dean's office was near the west tower. Ginny counted thirteen windows to the right, and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Professor Flitwick's shrill voice came from inside the room.

"Professor, excuse me."

"Ah! Miss Weasley, you are finally here." Flitwick immediately smiled happily when he saw Ginny.

He looked unattractive and was only about 1.2 meters tall, almost shorter than Ginny.

The facial features are also very different from normal people.

But in fact, among the four deans, he is the one who cares most about students, "very punctual."

"Sorry, maybe I should have been a little earlier?" Ginny asked in a low voice.

It was also her first time in solitary confinement, so she was a little nervous. Now, Ron went to clean the trophy, and Harry went to help Lockhart answer letters to his fans.

They were all annoying jobs.

'What about Profesor Flitwik's work?' Professor McGonagall didn't seem to say that Professor Flitwick wanted to do something on his own.

Flitwick could see her worry at a glance and said quickly: "Don't worry, child. I don't have any annoying physical labor here."

"Compared to that, I would actually rather continue to teach you about spells. You performed very well in class, so maybe I have higher expectations for you." With a wave of Flitwick's wand, his drawers opened automatically.

After opening, many small cakes jumped out of the drawer and were placed in front of Ginny, "Would you like some?"

"Thank you! Professor." Ginny felt relieved and happily picked up the cake.

It was much better than the toffee she had eaten at Hagrid's place this morning.

"I heard that you cast a curse on a sixth-year student?" Flitwick slowly communicated with Ginny as if having a heart-to-heart conversation.

"Mhm," Ginny nodded.

"I already know what happened. Although this type of statement doesn't suit the identity of a professor, I still want to say that he fully deserves it."

Flitwick himself is a wizard with goblin blood, so he is very sensitive in this regard. Sometimes their status as half-bloods seems even lower than that of Muggle wizards.

"Of course, it is still not recommended to cast curses on classmates." Flitwick revealed the matter lightly, "Compared to this, since you can even do such difficult curses, I'm afraid the other first-year students have to learn The spell can't stop you, right?"

Flitwick looked at her expectantly.

Ginny immediately showed Flitwick her skills—

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Then,

"Spongify!"

"Colloportus!"

First with the levitating spell to levitate the strawberry off the cake, then with the softening spell, made the strawberry like a sponge, and by the locking spell, locked the table drawer.

"Wonderful, Miss Weasley!" Professor exclaimed and then looked at her again.

"Diffindo!"

Finally, Ginny used the cutting spell to split a hole in the tabletop, and then, "Reparo!" used the repairing spell to restore it to its original state.

This move really made Flitwick very happy.

You know, it's not even Halloween yet, and his lessons for first-grade wizards are still at the theoretical stage.

But looking at Ginny like this, she has almost learned all the spells in "Standard Spells One".

"That's great, Ginny! That's great!" Flitwick almost jumped up with excitement, "I'm already considering whether to let you join my Charms Club. To be honest, your performance is simply better than Miss Granger's. Yes! potential is even better!"

Such kind and energetic praise made Ginny blush with embarrassment.

She believed that all this was due to the teachings given to her by "Mr. Riddle". Without him, her level of magic would not be so high.

"I just had a good teacher," she said timidly.

Flitwick clearly misunderstood the statement and thought he was the 'good teacher'.

However, it was precisely because of this misunderstanding that Flitwick, who was in a good mood, directly exempted Ginny from confinement.

"Hahaha. Okay, your detention is over, you can go back first. If you encounter any problems with magic spells, or if you have any books you want to read in the library, you are welcome to come to me." He said happily.

"I hope you can maintain your current level so that when you are in fifth Grade, I will definitely invite you to join the Charms Club immediately." He continued, "Ah! Of course, you can come and observe now also if it interests you."

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Kapitel 13: Chapter 13: Manipulating the little witch

It didn't take Ginny five minutes to get back to the Gryffindor common room.

The resting rooms of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are both on the tower, just not on the same side, and the tower is connected to the eighth floor of the castle.

The Hogwarts School has a total of five towers.

The tallest central tower is used for astronomy classrooms, and the remaining four towers are located in the four different directions- southeast, northwest, and northwest. The north tower is the divination classroom and the west tower is the owl shed.

The southeastern sides are used as the common room and dormitories for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw respectively.

Several students were a little surprised when Ginny slipped under the Fat Lady's statue.

"Ginny, didn't you go to solitary confinement with Ron and the others?" Percy frowned. He wasn't in a good mood because everyone in the Weasley family was in detention except his sister.

In fact, the entire Gryffindor team was not spared.

"Yes, but Professor Flitwick thinks that my spell-casting is very good. He thinks that I should not waste my time in confinement." Ginny said immediately.

Ginny had never lied to him so Percy immediately believed her and listening to her being praised by her Professor made Percy very happy.

"Well done, Ginny! let me just say, that being a good student never goes wrong! You see, Hermione was not punished this time. If we have to protect our Weasley family, I think it depends on you and me! Now, if if you'll excuse me." Percy said as he walked out.

"It's so late, where are you going?"

"A little thing..." Percy explained vaguely.

Ginny didn't ask any more questions. She was now in a hurry to find "Mr. Riddle".

Quickly returning to her dormitory, Ginny used a magic spell to unlock the drawer and spread the black-covered diary on the table.

The ink-stained quill paused over the diary for a long time.

'Fuu~' Finally, Ginny took a deep breath and slowly started writing.

"Mr. Riddle, I have something to ask you..."

After finishing one sentence, Ginny quickly wrote the next sentence without waiting for the diary to respond. When she first started writing, she thought it was so difficult to ask this question, but now she seemed to be unable to stop and wrote to the bottom in one breath.

"I lost one day's memory - I clearly remembered that it was Thursday when I went to bed, but when I woke up the next day, the day had turned into Saturday."

"My classmates all said that I took leave on Friday, but in fact, I don't remember doing that at all— what do you think is wrong with me?"

She expressed it very tactfully, trying not to sound like she was suspicious of "Mr. Riddle", but in fact, maybe this was also a little bit of Ginny's inner expectation. She didn't want it to have anything to do with "Mr. Riddle."

At least, there is no clear evidence yet.

Then, she nervously watched the ink disappear on the yellowed paper. She felt as if there was a little person holding a huge hammer in her chest and pounding hard, making her breathless.

'Could it be you, Mr. Riddle? ' She thought with a slight hesitation.

——

"Am I discovered?"

In the memory space, Cyrus looked at the large sentence that appeared in front of him and began to think about how to answer.

Cyrus is not able to see her expressions, he can only speculate from her words.

"Looking at her sentence, she seems not sure if I did it or not."

'Do you want to trust her words?' He asked himself.

"Umm.. How about giving her another reason?" He thought out loud.

Judging from the current situation, Ginny Weasley still believes in him. If he said he didn't know about the matter, or blamed it on other reasons, she would be willing to believe it.

But Cyrus thought about it and decided to tell Ginny the truth——

Sometimes telling the truth is a better form of deception than lying.

"You found out.... I originally planned to keep it a secret. I'm sorry Ginny..." Cyrus tried to make his sentence's tone sound more sincere and blamed himself, "In fact, I controlled your body, as expected of such an evil magic prop, right?... This diary... you'd better destroy it."

"I..It's really you..." Ginny said in disbelief.

Although she had already guessed before, but when Cyrus told the truth personally, Ginny still didn't want to believe it.

"But.. why?" Ginny asked urgently. However, it was not so much that she needed an explanation, but rather that- she now very much needed to find an excuse for "Mr. Riddle" to prove that- "Mr. Riddle" was not dangerous.

"What's with this response, Ginny?"

Cyrus immediately pretended to be serious, "Ginny, listen, no matter what the reason is, my behavior is unforgivable. A magic item actually controlled the body of a wizard. If this happened with my own body, I would definitely eliminate the item as soon as possible!"

"You should do the same. Destroy me Ginny, it's just a diary."

The use of 'me' in his text had a deeper effect on the little girl.

"No!" Ginny wrote forcefully, "I don't think you are an evil tool - I mean, I think... if you are really evil, then why didn't you do anything? Helping me finish writing Weekend homework is hardly an evil move. You have your reasons... some secrets you can't tell, right?"

Seeing that Cyrus hadn't said anything, Ginny took the initiative to help find an excuse, 

Cyrus couldn't help but sigh, children are indeed easily deceived. In other words, people are always willing to believe what they want to believe.

This time, he deliberately remained silent for a long time before answering.

"You're right -" There was magic in his words, which made Ginny feel sad and depressed, "I should have told you, I am just a little memory left by Tom Riddle in the diary. "

"Um." Ginny nodded waiting for the next text to appear.

"Ginny, have you ever wondered where the real Tom Riddle is now?"

"The real Tom Riddle..." Ginny muttered this sentence.

In fact, she already had a guess in her heart. In the medal display room, it was fifty years ago that Tom Riddle won the medal.

"Could it be that, Mr. Riddle, you have already..."

"Yes, I have actually been dead for many years." Cyrus began to impress Ginny with his "tragic" past.

The little lions of Gryffindor are always more emotional than rational. "My death is actually related to a mysterious man... He was very rampant in that era."

"So, you were killed by a mysterious man?" Ginny asked back, but it was obvious that she was convinced of this answer.

"It's all in the past -" Cyrus didn't answer, for a while,

Then he said, "I was made into a diary when I was a student. After so many years, I really miss this world too much. It's my long-cherished wish to breathe fresh air again while still alive."

"M.. Mr. Riddle..." Ginny burst into tears. Although she thought that "Mr. Riddle" might be dead, she didn't expect that he was murdered by a mysterious man when he was a student.

This was a really pitiful story.

She did not notice the contradiction in what Cyrus said at this time. During the summer vacation, Cyrus even said that he had graduated from school.

"No matter what, my behavior cannot be forgiven." Cyrus scolded himself in his texts, making Ginny even more sad.

How can Ginny, who is only in first grade, identify his manipulating words? After listening to Cyrus' words, a little girl like her has no hope.

"Ginny, destroy me or hand me over to a professor at school. But...." He paused for a second, "But before that, I want to see you... thank you for talking to me during this time... after being trapped in a diary for decades, Haah, It is indeed a painful and torturous thing....."

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