HP monster

My name is Dikas, and I am 37 years old. I can be regarded as a candidate old man who has already stepped into the ranks of old men.

I have a son, not my own, named Albus.

Of course, of course, there is no green on my head.

Because my partner is a man, at the age of 32, we adopted a war orphan after discussion.

I used to like to watch dramas, but now I think back to my life of fifty chapters in Jinjiang, I just feel messy.

I've heard people say that how I live depends on the ability of the author who keeps typing on the keyboard in another world outside the box.

...Well, if you think about it that way.

There is actually a sense of helplessness that is inhumane.

That day, it was Harry who told me that there was a new potion recently, and after drinking it, he could see his author's stepmother with his own eyes.

With the attitude of questioning my messy life, I lay on the bed and drank a full bottle.

There is a feeling of dizziness when apparating.

When I opened my eyes, I appeared in a strange room. It can be seen that this is a building that does not belong to our era.

I smell a bloody smell.

Not so good.

For the year the war started, my story, the story of my father Voldemort, and the stories of many people in the Order of the Phoenix, and most importantly, the story of me getting along with my wife Harry...

All of these, I still want to spend in a complete and detailed way.

I can't accept that I have experienced so much, but it seems like I have lost my memory. I just dragged Harry's wife who was awkward for a while to live happily together like this.

...Thinking about it like this makes me want to flip the table.

So, when I smelled the smell of blood, my heart skipped a beat.

he……

He must be dead! ! !

Merlin's beard!

Is this a joke! ! ! !

He just hangs up!

What about my story! !

Later my son asked me: Dad, Dad, how did you and Harry's father get together?

...when such a lovely question! !

Do I want to tell my son your father, I don't even know about it! ! !

...Are you asking me to say that! ! ! !

asshole! ! ! !

My anger is about to burst out. If it wasn't for being unable to use magic in a different plane, I would probably be bombarding this bastard's house with a wand by this time.

With unstoppable anger, following the smell of blood, I strode in, pushed open the door, and saw a person lying on the bed dying.

... dying.

My eyes lit up.

That means there is help! !

Before I could speak, I suddenly saw the man turn his head and look at me slowly, very slowly.

Where the face should have been, there were no facial features, only a blank space.

Eh? !

no face! ! !

I was shocked, and took another step forward, and saw that his face was like a display screen, and three words slowly appeared:

I am sorry.

After the word faded in, it paused for three seconds, and then began to fade out again.

Before I could react, this unscrupulous pit king had already hit the street.

Lowering his head, he saw a large puddle of blood spreading between his legs. I don't know how long ago it was. The blood had already turned black and solidified, sticking dry to the surface of the bed sheet.

"Just like that?!"

I looked at him in disbelief.

"Just died like this?!!!"

The rational voice reminded myself in my mind,

Yes, just die.

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The author has something to say:

This is the first article written with 16 words.

It's my fault. Back then I had been working hard on character backgrounds, interpersonal relationships, and backgrounds. I thought it would be fine to write a fanfic and follow the plot...

Therefore, there is no outline, and I think as I go.

Finally, when the two children grew up and began to face the contradictions of social reality and war, they really couldn't think of how to go.

……

Sorry

Sorry

sorry everyone

this tail,

I'm sorry for Dikas, I'm sorry for Harry, I'm sorry for HP, I'm sorry for Sippy, I'm sorry for all of you who have walked with me

……

The above are the words of the pit king before his seppuku.