The next morning, Ginny climbed out of bed with her head in her hands.
She felt a little groggy, as if she hadn't rested enough, but she knew she couldn't lie down like this any longer. If she slept any longer, the class would probably start.
So she quickly sat up, started to put on her clothes, comb her hair, and then go wash up.
But when she came back from washing up to get her textbooks, she found that her roommates were still lying on their beds, unconscious.
"Hey - get up quickly, or you'll be late for class." she shouted.
However, a head popped out from behind the curtain of the bed next to hers: "Ginny, are you too sleepy? Today is the weekend!"
"Weekend?" Ginny's eyes widened.
How could it be the weekend? She clearly remembered that it was Thursday when she went to bed yesterday.
Did I sleep for a day? And still say that this world is actually a scientific world?
"Of course it's the weekend. Wasn't yesterday Friday? You said you weren't feeling well and asked Colin to take a leave for you. Could it be that you're not well yet? Do you want to go to the school hospital?" Several roommates immediately asked with concern.
"It's okay... maybe I remembered it wrong." Ginny scratched her hair, slowly sat back on the edge of the bed, and turned her eyes to her small desk. There was nothing on the desk, but the diary was hidden in the drawer.
'Is that you, Mr. Riddle?'
Although she had some doubts in her mind, Ginny kept it to herself.
At this point, if she told her parents about the diary, she would definitely be scolded. She didn't want to receive a yelling letter while eating. If that happened, she would rather die! On the other hand, Ginny didn't want to believe that "Mr. Riddle" would hurt her.
Just like now, although I have lost a small part of my memory, I don’t seem to be hurt.
'Perhaps Mr. Riddle has other reasons? ' She wanted to open the diary immediately and find out everything, but when her hand was on the drawer, she was a little afraid. She was afraid that all this was fake, from head to toe, "Mr. Riddle" was just trying to gain her trust.
I treated Mr. Riddle as a friend and told him all my secrets. What should I do if I am really betrayed?
Thinking of this, Ginny suddenly realized that she didn't know anything about "Mr. Riddle".
She had only seen the honors the other had won in the medal display room, but what about everything else?
What kind of person is Tom Riddle?
He looks so good, maybe he is the same as Percy? No, he is much more interesting than Percy, and not so rigid. Ginny thought that these days "Mr. Riddle" instigated her to violate some trivial school rules, which was indeed very interesting; he also taught her many small evil spells that could not be learned in textbooks, saying that she could use them on him when she had conflicts with others! 'He is not like Percy at all, but he is quite similar to Bill.' Ginny thought so, and the more she thought about it, the happier she became. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that "Mr. Riddle" would not hurt herself. But in this way, the question is back to the starting point - is "Mr. Riddle" the one who is doing it, and if so, why is he doing it?
Should I continue to communicate with Mr. Riddle? All these questions troubled Ginny, making her a little irritated. She wanted to continue sleeping, but she couldn't sleep at all.
So she simply got up and walked silently to the common room.
"Hey, Ginny!" Ron called her with blurry eyes, "Can you help me call Hermione? Harry went to Quidditch practice this morning, and we plan to go over and take a look. You can come too."
"Oh, okay, but I'm not in the mood right now." Ginny just nodded and turned to find Hermione's dormitory.
A few minutes later, Ginny and Hermione hurried down together.
"You really aren't going with us, Ginny?" Ron seemed to be much more sober now. He was a little confused, because his sister usually worshipped Harry so much that she wanted to keep her eyes on him all the time, but now, she seemed not so interested in Harry.
"All right."
The three of them first went to the hall to bring some food, and then went to the playground together. The Quidditch stands were empty, with almost no one, and there was no one even on the playing field.
But she did see Colin holding up a camera and taking pictures everywhere frantically.
The three of them sat in a row, and the morning mist on the playground had not yet completely dissipated.
Soon, Harry and the other players came out in their uniforms. It looked like they were going to start training again. Ron was surprised at the intensity of Quidditch training because Harry had set out before dawn.
"You haven't finished practicing yet?"
"Haven't you finished practicing yet? No! It hasn't started yet!" Harry shook his head and said, "Wood has been talking about tactics for several hours. I'm almost starving."
"Would you like something to eat?" Ginny handed the bread away. She didn't have much appetite.
He was a little tempted, but Wood didn't intend to give him time to eat.
Harry pushed off with both feet and flew high into the sky on his Nimbus 2000.
But the training was interrupted almost before it began.
Wood was very unhappy because Colin was holding a camera and shooting at them like crazy. He suspected that this guy was a spy sent by Slytherin to obtain information about their new tactics! "Slytherin doesn't need spies at all." George said helplessly.
"How do you know?"
“Because they came on their own.”
Several people in green robes walked into the stadium, holding flying brooms in their hands. They were the team of their old rival Slytherin. Wood flew down angrily, and the two teams immediately erupted into a strong smell of gunpowder.
"What's going on?"
Hermione's slightly worried voice brought Ginny back from her reverie.
"What's wrong?"
"They're arguing! Let's go and have a look!" Ron jumped down immediately. He thought that if there really was a conflict, he couldn't just stand by and watch!
As they rushed downstairs in a hurry, Ron and Hermione looked at the platinum-haired man in the Slytherin team in surprise.
——Draco Malfoy.
Of course Ginny knew him too. It was his father and her own father who had a fight at Flourish and Blotts during the summer vacation.
Keep asking for collection, I wish you all a happy weekend hahaha
(End of this chapter)