Escape
A block of ice with a volume of about three cubic metres melts by a quarter in half an hour. Assuming that the room temperature is constant and that the temperature, the size of the ice, and the specific heat properties of the heat transfer medium are proportional to the time it takes for the ice to melt into water, how long does it take for all the ice to melt?
It doesn't matter now. Anyway, at 2 am, Ginny successfully escaped from the iceberg.
She was dressed and wrapped up in her blanket, shivering in the dark, every nerve on the same frequency.
The situation is extremely bad for me now, she's playing for real this time. If I go against her face to face, I may have to spend the rest of my life in whichever museum in Cairo... No... It's better to go out and escape the storm. But how do I tell mum? Mum, my sister is trying to get me killed, I'm not going on the trip, you guys come back with some souvenirs for me. Mum will kill me before the Kiwi does... It's better to do it before I tell anyone, or before anyone finds out... Where can I go? I'm such an idiot, I forgot to ask Luna where she lives! Wait, it just so happens that Luffy said he was going to London, and there's Harry in London... No, my arrival will probably give his aunt's family the reason to throw him on the streets with me... Yes, Hermione! Ron should have gotten a letter from her, I'll just go and check the address of the envelope.
Ginny simply made her escape plan, she sorted out replacement clothes, everyday items and stuffed them into a huge travel backpack, and wrote two more messages, one to her family:
Dear Father, Mother and Brothers:
I had a poetic moment last night when I was watching the stars and thinking of my friend Hermione, whom I had not seen for a long time. So I took the opportunity to visit London for a few days to discuss the world with the country's elite. Don't miss me too much.
PS: I may not be back for the trip, so have a good trip and give my regards to Bill. Please bring me souvenirs if convenient, I appreciate it.
Yours sincerely, Ginny Weasley
She read the message over and over again, it's just too weird. But there was no other way, so she left it at that, then took Riddle's piece of paper and wrote another message:
Tom, rescue plan failed, on the escape!
She didn't wait for Riddle to answer, stuffed it into her backpack right away, and went to Ron's room.
"Ron, I'm off to join Hermione, hand over the letter she gave you."
"No... I will never tell, even if you kill me... " Ron replied in his sleep.
"Merlin, what is he dreaming about?" Ginny changed tactics and tried her best to imitate a mature voice "Tell me everything, if you do, I will give you a kiss. Tell me where Hermione's letter is?"
"The second drawer of the desk... Hahahahahahahahaha."
"Traitor... "Ginny really found a dozen letters from there and admonished herself not to tell this brother any secrets in the future.
"Here's your reward." She found a cartoon stamp and stamped it on Ron's face a few times, and Ron let out a happy laugh as he blushed in his sleep.
What the hell had he been dreaming about?
With that question in mind, Ginny tiptoed up to the third floor and said farewell to Ghogho.
Surprisingly, Ghogho hadn't rested. He sat in a box in the corner like a lost soul, holding half a silver coin in his hand.
Ghogho. Ginny knocked on the box. I'm here to tell you, I'm leaving.
Leaving for where? Ghogho was startled and looked back to Ginny.
For London, to find Hermione. My sister has exiled me. Ginny gave Ghogho a truthful report of the tragedy that had just occurred.
"Goodbye, Ghogho, take care of yourself."
Don't you go yet, sit down.
A human and a ghoul sat quietly in the darkness, facing each other for a long time. It looked like Ghogho really wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, pinching the bridge of his nose in distress.
I really don't want to tell you these things. But, I think you might... Okay, let's say this, you've got two big problems now, one is the two sheets of paper that will talk to you, another is your sister. The two sheets of paper are fine now, no harm done, but your sister... She's a Mary Sue. I know you're going to ask me what that is, so hear me out first. She opened the Chamber of Secret, she passed you the diary, for no other reason than a purebred Mary Sue did everything just to get attention. Their way of kidding around is by quietly complicating things and then coming forward to solve it like a game. Whatever it takes to get praise and admiration.
"Even if it takes other people's lives?"
People's lives are not the most weighted price. For Mary Sue, the greater the sacrifice of others, the funnier the game.
"Where the hell did this Mary Sue thing come from?"
I am not sure.
"Ghogho, why do you know this?"
Ghogho did not answer.
"Are all ghouls as tight-lipped about themselves as you are?"
No, this is a personal trait of mine.
Helpless towards Ghogho's idiosyncrasies, Ginny reloaded her backpack and prepared to set out on her escape. When she reached the door, Ghogho called to her again:
You said your friend Hermione is a smart person, take some information about your sister to her. Remember, don't let Mary Sue know what you know, and don't tell anyone but trusted friends.
"How do you recognize a trusted friend?"
The one you dare to put your life in their hands.
"Ghogho, what should I do with this Mary Sue?"
Accept the kidding and laugh even harder than them. No matter how much you hurt, don't you ever cry.
"Alright, Ghogho. See you next year."
Ginny, always remember, always laugh, never cry!
"I'll never forget."