The Existence of Harry Potter

A person cannot step into the same river twice, because neither the river nor the person is different.

This is one of the famous sayings of Heraclitus. Asker accidentally read it in a book. There is also a poem written together with this sentence: Every year flowers are similar, but every year is different.

"It's changed again."

Asker touched his chin. He really had a headache for everything in front of him.

It wasn't the first time Asker opened the forbidden door on the fourth floor, but when he opened the door for the first time, there was a three-headed dog behind the door. Although it looked fierce, it was not impossible to deal with it. In northern Europe where Asker was born, there is no three-headed dog in the mythology circulating there, but in a certain country he visited later, the story of the three-headed dog is well known to people. Even, there are still three dogs living there.

Asker is ready, but now he is not facing a three-headed dog.

"Fluorescent flashes."

Asker pointed his finger at the pitch-black room, the light flowed in, the darkness was driven into the corner, and everything that was originally hidden was exposed—

A huge chessboard with black chess pieces in front, taller than a person, should be carved out of stone, and at the other end of the room, opposite the black flags, are some white chess pieces.

Chess game!

"Why does this happen?"

Asker looked at the chessboard in a trance, the black side was missing a place, the castle, the castle on the farthest edge. In fairy tales, the place where the princess lives, the place where the demon king is entrenched, and the place where the hero yearns most.

castle……

"I will have a castle, a very big castle, at least bigger than this!"

The boy grabbed the girl's hand and said happily. His face was as rosy as a ripe apple, his hands were frostbitten from prolonged contact with ice and snow, and his fingers were swollen like carrots. But the boy didn't care, he smiled happily and shared his joy with the girls around him. In front of them is a miniature castle made of ice and snow, no more than one meter high, small and delicate, like a work of art.

"Then what? Ask." The girl smiled sweetly and gently stroked Ask's hand, her smiling face showing a trace of reproach, "Your hand is frostbitten, you always don't take care of your body." Said Then, the girl took out a bottle of ointment from her pocket and carefully and carefully applied it to the boy.

"Don't care about these details." The boy scratched his head with his other hand and smiled silly, "Do you think my castle is beautiful?" He looked at the girl nervously, not even blinking for fear of hearing Bad review.

"How long did it take you?" the girl asked, "I found out that you ran here a few days ago."

"A month, almost a month." The boy replied nonchalantly, "It took three weeks to design the castle, and one week to make, almost a month."

"Fool." The girl was very moved, but still said in a reproachful tone, "Aren't you the most afraid of the cold? Don't you care after staying in the snow for so long?"

"Spring is coming," the boy said. "When the snow melts, it will take another year to do this."

"Fool, Ask, you are a big fool."

"But you like such a fool, don't you? So, I'd love to be such a fool."

…………

This winter, with heavy snowfall, they traveled to another city on foot along a frozen river because of traffic jams.

The river bank is two very steep snow slopes. He went up first, crouched on top and extended his hand to her. The boy's face had a pure smile, like the sunshine after the snow, like the spring breeze after the snow melted, the warmth from the snow. Passing from one hand to the other, eventually reaching the heart.

Her first love, the first and last time. Before and since then, no one has reached out to her in any difficulties. In this world, no one can be like him, no one can replace him.

A piece of ice fell from the top of the tree, and she heard a sound like a crystal in her heart falling to the ground. For a lifetime, she belonged in this way. At that moment, the world was icy and snowy, and the birds and flowers in her heart were fragrant.

The flowing water has been frozen. This is a river made by cold jade. Under the frozen river, the remnants of the old colors are completely preserved, and they also start to rot a little bit.

A layer of snow has fallen on the crystal clear river. Under the ice, there are pear flowers that fall in spring, swimming fish, morning glories that fall in summer, loaches, cornflowers that fall in autumn, and shells. Plum blossoms fall in half. body embedded in ice.

All the flowers have bloomed, and all the flowers in the world can't compare to his first smile!

If life is just as first seen, it is only at that time that it is lost.

"Tsk tsk, I'm thinking nonsense again." Ask rubbed his chin, he raised his head, the chessboard in front of him seemed so annoying to him. "I hate playing chess because I can never beat her. It's a shame for a man!"

"Bang~"

Asker closed the door forcefully, and after waiting for about five minutes, he opened the door again. However, what appeared in front of him was still the chessboard, and the vacant position was still the castle.

"Bang~"

This time, Asker waited ten minutes, but the result did not change.

"Bang~"

twenty minutes……

Asker shrugged, and he gave up his plan to continue trying. It seems that the level order here is really changed once a month. It's only been a week since the last change, and the next three weeks will probably be all chess games, and I don't know what Asker will be facing three weeks later, maybe it's something more troublesome than chess games.

"Troll...three-headed dog...chess game..."

After wandering at the door for a while, Ask left here frowning~www.NovelMTL.com~ Maybe he really needs to learn how to play chess. Perhaps, a friend who is proficient in chess can also achieve the goal.

"Barrow should be fine, he looks quite powerful." Asker whispered, and then he heard a very familiar voice from behind.

"Sorry, I can't play chess."

Bloody Barrow!

"Hey, why are you here?" Ask asked in surprise, "I saw that other ghosts went to the Quidditch match, why didn't you go?"

"The game is over," the blood man Barrow replied, "Slytherin lost."

"You don't seem to be angry at all?"

"Anger doesn't have to be written on the face, anger is often harmful."

"I'm not angry."

The blood man Barrow glanced at Asker and said lightly, "I didn't tell you... Are you very angry now?"

Asker stared at the ground strangely. For a long time, he raised his head and asked Barrow the **** man, "Barrow, have you ever been in love?"

"Have."

"Do you believe in love?"

"Believe."

"Is that so..." Ask nodded, then raised his head, and said with some distress: "But I... always feel like I don't believe in love anymore."

"Do you know what love is?"

"Ah, I feel like I won't love you anymore."

"Ha ha."