The Existence of Harry Potter

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Asker returned to Hogwarts. It was already evening. According to the instructions of the residents of Hogsmeade, Asker returned to Hogwarts along the path. The whole process was uneventful, except that he stopped for a while as he passed the place where he stumbled and fell that night.

I don't know if what happened that night alarmed Hogwarts. Now this part of the road has been protected by a spell. If you try to jump from it, a transparent membrane-like wall will stop you. Of course, most people don't know this. Asker also found out after trying it. For students, this is still a place that needs to be paid attention to, so as not to fall down like some unlucky person.

Somewhat unhappy, he put the flying broom back in his pocket, and Ask gave up his plan to search for his lost wand. Although it was a disobedient wand, Asker just liked it, for no reason, no reason to like it.

Words can't describe Asker's complicated mood when he saw this wand. If the word love at first sight also applies between humans and non-humans, then Asker is obviously "love at first sight" for that wand. And when the wand gave up Asker at the most critical moment, Asker was more of a consternation, even a little aggrieved and sad, like a child ignored and abandoned by his parents, he felt that he had done nothing wrong.

Asker sighed. It was not easy to find a wand he liked. He regretted and blamed himself. Why did he lose the wand so impulsively at that time?

"What are you? You also want to be my master?!"

Asker could swear that he absolutely heard such a sentence at the time, and his tone was arrogant and disdainful, like a king facing unrealistic demands from his servants. Asker had a feeling that the wand had been merciful for not punishing him.

Shaking his head, Asker threw the idea out. Can a magic wand punish him? A wand is just a wand without someone wielding a wand, and attacking others on their own will never happen. A powerful wand, Asker has heard of some, but even with the Elder Wand, it will not happen to the above.

If you think too much, you must think too much.

Asker used this sentence to convince himself, and then he stopped stopping and continued toward Hogwarts. Although it is still a pity, Ask does not stay in regret for what has happened.

Thinking of wands, Asker remembered that old Grindelwald seemed to have given him a Christmas present that looked a bit like a wand box. Before, due to various reasons, Asker almost forgot about it. When he goes back to school, he must open it and take a look.

Long story short...

When Asker returned to the Slytherin common room, no surprise, there was no one here. As far as Asker knew, including him, all the Slytherins chose to go home for Christmas and come back early, especially those who came back on the second day of Christmas, he was probably the only one.

"Why did you come back?"

At this time, I am afraid that only those ghosts can appear in the Slytherin common room. Because of the deterrent power of the **** Barrow, there will be no second ghosts here except him, even those who used to be Slytherins. Lytlin's ghost.

"Because I miss you." Ask said solemnly.

"What a cold joke." The blood man Barrow grinned, showing a wicked smile. For some reason, any smile on his face looked murderous, and he couldn't feel any kindness.

"Okay, I'll be honest." Ask raised his hand as if surrendering. He glanced at the **** Barrow and asked meaningfully, "Is he honest?"

"If he sneaks into the Forbidden Forest in the middle of the night, occasionally talking to himself, and laughing hysterically from time to time, it can be considered honest... Then he is quite honest."

"Did he go out today?" Ask asked again.

"He seems to be unwell in recent days. He has been shutting himself in the office. I didn't go in, but he didn't come out very much either."

"Thanks a lot."

Asker thanked him very seriously, the blood man Barrow shook his head, he had no interest in thanking him at all, "I don't need your thanks, just don't forget your promise... otherwise..." Blood Ren Barrow's eyes became a lot colder, "I hate when others lie to me!"

"Alright, alright." Ask waved his hand and said indifferently, "Since I promised you, I will definitely do it..."

"But I can't wait that long..."

"That's good, you can do it!" Aske put on a hob-meat stance, "You don't tell me anything, how can you ask me to help you?"

The blood man Barrow was silent. For a long time, he turned around angrily, and rushed towards a wall with some anger. Of course, he wouldn't bump into it, and he passed through it effortlessly in a ghost state. After a while, he rushed back, then turned around, rushed over, rushed back again...

Asker touched his chin with a look of sympathy on his face. The ghosts are actually quite pitiful, because they have no means of venting when they are angry. For example, the **** Barrow, he can only choose to run back and forth to vent his frustration and anger.

"Damn it! Damn it!" The **** Barrow uttered a foul language, as if it would make him feel more comfortable, "Angser, you bastard! ****************..."

Asker said that it was an eye-opener, there is nothing more interesting than seeing a normal facial paralysis gaffe. However, after the **** Barrow made a lot of foul language, he gradually turned his firepower to Ask, who could only stand up and stop it, the more he listened, the more unpleasant he was.

"Hey, am I as bad as you said?" Ask said with some dissatisfaction.

"Unbearable?" The blood man Barrow gasped, this is some habit left by the living~www.NovelMTL.com~ Although it is no longer needed, he stared at Asker, "Ha, do you think Am I right?"

"At least it's not that exaggerated." Ask twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling a little toothache, "such as playing with girls' feelings, bullying classmates, misbehaving, breaking the law...how do I feel that according to what you said, I Is it an exaggeration to get caught in Azkaban?"

"I appreciate your self-knowledge." The **** Barrow sneered, "Go and surrender and see if the Ministry of Magic will commute your sentence."

"If I get into Azkaban, who will help you accomplish what you want to do?" Ask asked.

"Before you, I have asked many people, you will not be the first, nor will you be the last!" said the blood man Barrow, his face was filled with anger again, "just, you are me The most shameless, the most shameless, the most bastard, the most limitless, the most…”

"Enough is enough!" Ask couldn't help interrupting, "I'm still saying that, you don't tell me anything, how can I help you!"

"It's not that I don't want to say it, it's that I can't say it!"

"Then you won't write it down!"

Asker roared back with a higher voice than the blood man Barrow, but the blood man Barrow was stunned for a moment, then he quickly wrote something in the air with his hands, and then looked at Asker with expectant eyes.

"Barrow..." Ask sighed, and said to the blood man Barrow earnestly: "You should practice your handwriting well, your handwriting, to be honest, I only understand the first word... "

"Hehe~"