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"Harry..." Laura moved her body. She realized that whether it was Fanlin or Harry, they all became like this because of her...

"Don't... don't worry..." Harry staggered forward and fell down where Fanlin fell into the pool.

"I'm fine..." Harry said reluctantly. He wanted to get up, but the strong dizziness was constantly eroding his brain, and Harry's body began to become as cold as the ice under him.

"It's... it's really... ugly..." A hoarse voice came from not far away.

"Fanlin..." Harry screamed, but soon became listless.

Fanlin's figure floated up from the cracked ice.

"Fox... Fox... hasn't come yet..." Fanlin's voice was as unpleasant as a knife scraping across a slate, and blood from the corner of his mouth kept flowing out.

As if sensing Fanlin's call, Fox let out a long cry and flew in from the pipe outside. It landed between Harry and Fanlin and gently touched the two with its head.

"Please...Fox...If you are slower, I...and Harry...may really have to share a toilet with...Myrtle..." Fanlin forced a smile, but this affected his wound again, which made Fanlin's brows tightly locked together.

At this time, Harry had pulled the snake's fang out of his arm, leaving a wound burned by the venom on his arm.

Fox hummed softly, and leaned his head over, and a drop of crystal tears slid down Fox's face.

Harry's wound began to smoke continuously, which was the effect of the evaporation of Basilisk's venom.

Harry only felt a strong burning sensation on his arm, and then the wound originally pierced by the fangs continued to heal.

"I forgot..." Harry exclaimed in surprise, "Phoenix's tears, it has a strong healing effect..."

Harry shook his arm hard, as if nothing had happened.

"Fox, hurry up, Fanlin's injury..." Harry immediately picked up Fox, but when he saw Fanlin's half body twisted because of broken bones, Harry was shocked. He was not sure whether Fox's tears could really heal Fanlin's injuries.

But Fox did not disappoint him. Fanlin's injuries continued to heal under the effect of Fox's tears, and soon those hideous wounds disappeared without a trace.

"It's really the same..." Fanlin stood up with the help of Harry, and he murmured.

"What's the same?" Harry asked curiously. He didn't understand why Fanlin would say such a thing inexplicably.

"Ah... No... Nothing!" Fanlin responded quickly. It was obviously impossible to tell Harry about his experience in the soul world. In fact, Fanlin didn't intend to tell anyone. After all, this kind of predicting the future is itself a special taboo.

Just like divination, revealing complete information will cause particularly terrible consequences. This is the first lesson that every person who studies divination needs to take.

Moreover, Fanlin was not sure how credible it would be if he really said it. People might think he was crazy or something.

"Okay, Harry, let's go and see Laura's situation."

Fanlin patted Harry's shoulder, and the two quickly walked towards Laura.

At this time, Laura had struggled to sit up. When she saw the two people who were already at peace, tears flowed down uncontrollably.

"I'm sorry, Harry, Fanlin... It was me... I opened the door of the secret room... I released the basilisk... I shouldn't believe the nonsense of a stranger..." Laura cried, "I actually realized that I did all this, but I don't know what to do, Harry, Fanlin, it's all my fault... It was my weakness that made Tom..."

"Everything is over..." Fanlin helped Laura up from the ground, "It's not your fault. After all, Tom is so cunning, and he eroded your consciousness, so this happened..."

"That's right, Laura... You don't have to blame yourself too much..." Harry said hurriedly, "It's all Tom's fault, and the person who gave you the diary. We believe you, and no one really has any problems. Everything is still There is room for redemption, isn't there..."

"But... it was me after all..." Laura cried, she didn't know what to say, "I should be expelled, so that I can have an explanation for this matter..."

"No... it's not your fault..." Harry nodded, "I believe that if we tell Dumbledore about this, Dumbledore will definitely forgive you, after all... Tom Riddle is... Voldemort..."

In an instant, the three of them calmed down. Yes, all this is inseparable from Voldemort. In fact, Voldemort's shadow has been surrounding them since Harry entered school...

"Let's go out..." Fanlin said, he was a little dizzy because of excessive blood loss, which could not be cured by Fox's tears.

"Well... I think I should take a good rest..." Harry said. He was too tired today. He had very little physical strength left. The same was true for Fanlin. The loss of magic and physical strength made Fanlin feel very uncomfortable. At this time, Fanlin especially missed Professor Snape's potion, and the things in his mind required him to spend some time to deal with them properly.

But before they took two steps outside, Hermione's voice came from outside.

"Are you two okay..." Hermione looked at the two with surprise. She rushed up and hugged them first. Hermione's eyes were a little red.

"We are fine..." Fanlin said awkwardly. He remembered the man's teasing words, and Hermione kept hugging him hard, which made him feel very... um... shy?

"Hermione, if you hold Fanlin so hard again, I think he will go to see Merlin..." Harry looked at Hermione with a smile.

Hearing Harry's words, Hermione blushed immediately. She quickly let go of Fanlin and wiped the tears from her face with her hands.

"I thought..." Hermione said, she suddenly saw a lot of blood on the two people, "This is..."

"Oh, don't worry..." Fanlin quickly explained, "Some minor injuries, Fox has helped us heal..."

Fox circled twice in the sky, then landed on Fanlin's shoulder, and rubbed Fanlin's face with its head. (To be continued)