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Harry stepped forward and carefully reached out.
He found that this time there was no obstruction, and his hand could normally go in.
Harry wanted to shake Vivi awake but was afraid something might happen, so he hesitated and remained still.
What should he do?
Vivi was still asleep and showed no intention of waking up.
Harry was a bit anxious; he wished he could immediately fly back to the Map Secret Room and ask the professors what to do.
"Vivi?" he tried asking.
No response.
He scratched his head, attempting to calm down and come up with a good solution.
However, just as he lowered his head and scratched his hair, Vivi's eyeballs subtly rolled twice, accompanied by a faint sigh.
The anxious Harry didn't notice and raised his head again.
"Vivi? Can you hear my voice?"
Still, no response.
Just as he was anxiously pacing back and forth...
A miracle happened.
"Harry?"
A barely audible voice sounded, and Harry quickly moved closer to her.
"I'm here!"
Vivi's eyes slowly opened, revealing her violet pupils.
"Harry?" she softly said, "I've finally waited for you..."
She slowly straightened up from the back of the chair, but Harry was shocked to find Vivi's golden hair suddenly beginning to fade.
From dazzling gold, it gradually transformed into silvery white...
"Your hair?" Harry asked in amazement.
"Oh." Vivi reached out to pick a strand of hair, chuckling, "It must be the erosion of time, Harry—if I turn into an old woman later, you wouldn't mind, would you?"
"Of course not." Harry's nose felt sore; he knew that dazzling golden hair was Vivi's pride.
Yet now it had turned silvery white.
Fortunately, Vivi's changes were just in her hair—perhaps it was only superficial.
"Can you stand up?" Harry asked.
Vivi tried to stand, but her legs went weak, and she collapsed back into the chair.
"No, I've been trapped here too long; my legs are a bit weak." She said with a bitter smile.
"Let me help you up." Harry said, reaching out to support Vivi's clothing.
Unexpectedly, as he touched it, Vivi's clothing suddenly crumbled into sand-like form before his eyes.
Harry swallowed hard.
"Is it nice?" Vivi asked.
Harry nodded quickly, then realized it might be inappropriate, and turned around swiftly, pulling out the prepared clothes from his wallet.
As he took out the clothes, he was thinking, these clothes are so white... no, so big... no, so delicate...
The sound of rustling filled the air, and shortly after, Vivi's voice rang out again.
"Alright, turn around now."
Harry quickly turned, his face still tinged with suspicious blush.
"You blushed?" Vivi tilted her head and looked at Harry with amused eyes, "Why is it you blushing instead of me? You troublesome Little Harry..."
"Haha..." Harry scratched his head, laughing awkwardly but politely.
"It's okay, I won't blame you." Vivi laughed cheerfully, "Why don't you stay with me in the study for a while? I feel a bit weak; let me adjust first."
"Okay." Harry said.
As soon as he spoke, a flash of fire appeared beside Vivi.
"What's that?" he asked in surprise, stepping forward to check.
"It's Fiona." Vivi replied, "When I came to the study, Fiona volunteered to join me in a time seal. She seems to be reviving her strength now."
Harry looked down and indeed there was a small fire pile, with a young bird lifting its head and chirping at him.
"Fiona." He picked up the small phoenix, "We meet again!"
Fiona affectionately rubbed against Harry's hand, chirping.
"Professor Dumbledore also has a phoenix," Harry said, "named Fox—oh, right—it's male."
"Then I should warn you, Harry." Vivi reached out to fiddle with Fiona's beak, saying to Harry, "If the seal's time is removed, Fiona is just a seven-year-old girl—you mustn't let that Fox know of her existence."
"Why?" Harry asked puzzled.
"Phoenixes are scarce now, and Fiona is a girl." Vivi said softly, "I'm really worried that Fox might become attracted to her..."
Harry thought a bit maliciously, like a father-in-law suspiciously evaluating the newcomer son-in-law—
Professor Dumbledore is gay, so would his phoenix also be gay, preferring male phoenixes?
Hmm... it's not impossible, after all, like father like son, like master like pet. It's hard to say whether Dumbledore's phoenix might catch on... hmm...
It's hard to say!
"How do you feel now?" Harry asked Vivi, "Hungry? I have some snacks here that can help you regain some physical strength."
"I'm okay." Vivi said softly, "I feel alright, but... won't you tell me about what's happened recently?"
Harry paused for a moment.
"What's happened recently?" he uncertainly asked, "Don't you already know?"
Then he realized, "Oh, I forgot, that's your portrait that knows, not you personally."
Thus, he narrated in detail to Vivi what had transpired.
Upon hearing that Gellert took all her treasury, Vivi's smile turned noticeably dangerous.