The Existence of Harry Potter

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, my computer was stolen by my father, and then I received a call. Today I went to the countryside to do activities. I got up at 5:30 in the morning and stood outside for a day in the cold rain...

The feeling that my mind freezes, I have experienced it, and it is amazing! Go out and try it!

Not much nonsense, this is the end of the first volume, and tomorrow we will enter the second volume!

Ask for a recommendation!

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"...It's pretty quick to come back."

When Asker took Harry back to the top, Dumbledore seemed to arrive in a hurry. He reached out to take Harry, carefully checked it, and he was relieved after confirming that there was no major problem.

"he died?"

"No."

Dumbledore gave Asker a meaningful look, especially after staying on his glasses for a long time, Dumbledore asked, "Where is Nick?"

"He didn't come," Asker replied. "If he came, I'm afraid Voldemort would have to stay here."

"That's such a pity."

Even though he said that, Dumbledore couldn't see any regret, maybe this was what he expected. Asker smiled slightly, touched his chin, and said to Dumbledore seriously: "Actually, if I want, Voldemort can't escape."

"Is it……"

"So, I let Voldemort go on purpose."

Dumbledore's expression suddenly became stern, but he still asked Asker kindly: "Oh, why do you do this? You have to know that as long as Voldemort is still alive, we can't sleep peacefully..."

Ask shook his head, smiled and said, "Even if he's still alive, I can still sleep comfortably... Maybe you guys won't be able to sleep, but what does that have to do with me?"

"Voldemort is our common enemy." Dumbledore said, "The enemy of the enemy is our friend, and we should unite to fight against Voldemort."

When Dumbledore said these words, Asker clearly felt that Dumbledore's attitude had undergone some subtle changes. Maybe he was controlling it carefully, but Asker still felt a little hostile, let him He had a creepy sense of crisis, but it was fleeting and delusional.

Take a stand?

Ask silently thought that this kind of thing doesn't need to be thought about at all. "Of course, Voldemort is our common enemy." Asker said, he only admitted the first half of the sentence, and said nothing about the second half. "Although this time I accidentally let him escape, but next time, he will not be so lucky!"

In less than five minutes, Voldemort changed from "being released" to "running away". It's hard to believe that someone would make such a contradictory statement sound and righteous, but Asker did it.

"Very good." Dumbledore nodded approvingly, he smiled kindly, "Stopped Voldemort's conspiracy to seize the Philosopher's Stone, what reward do you want? Maybe, you can get fifty points for Slytherin. Add points……"

"Sorry, I've been short on money recently. Just give me a hundred and eighty Galleons."

"Fifty points is a lot... that's it, I'll give you seventy points!" Dumbledore bargained, "With seventy points, you will be the pride of Slytherin Academy!"

"Forget it, don't think I don't know what nicknames they gave me behind my back." Ask rolled his eyes and said angrily, "'Shame on Slytherin', hehe, hehe..."

"I believe that as long as you can get 70 points, you can definitely reverse their impression of you!" Dumbledore persuaded tirelessly. He was like a salesman, trying to get Asker to choose extra points.

Asker touched his chin and said with a serious face: "Life is already so difficult, I don't need to expose some things, right? Even if you give me seventy points, you will give Harry a few more points for each of them later. Ten, the Academy Cup will still slip away from Slytherin... If that's the case, it's better to choose the real Galleon."

"It's not to be dismantled..." Dumbledore sighed and said helplessly: "What about the most basic trust between people?" Shaking his head, Dumbledore thought of a question, so he asked: "Asker, as far as I know, Nick is very rich. Are you still short of money now?"

Asker asked back, "Why do you think he is rich?"

"Because he has the Philosopher's Stone. As we all know, the Philosopher's Stone has the magical ability to turn a stone into gold."

"The various miracles of the Philosopher's Stone are just a beautiful lie." Ask shrugged, "Whether you believe it or not, the Philosopher's Stone is not what you think it is. It can neither turn stone into gold nor make immortality. Medicine... Hehe, I know you won't believe it just by looking at you, but it's the truth."

Dumbledore quietly digested Asker's words, and after thinking for a long time, he asked: "If the Philosopher's Stone is not what the world describes, then what is the existence of the Philosopher's Stone?"

Asker smiled slightly, then pointed at his head, "The Philosopher's Stone, it's actually this!"

"wisdom?"

"Superhuman intellect is a man's greatest treasure." Asker repeated Rowena Ravenclaw's famous quote, then shook his head when Dumbledore was almost certain he was right." It's close, but it's not this."

"What the **** is that?" Dumbledore asked unwillingly.

"I don't know either. He didn't tell me the answer, he just gave me hints like I did." Asker said honestly, which was indeed true, but he didn't tell the whole story at that time. reserved. "The reason why I dare to confirm that the Philosopher's Stone is not wisdom is very simple, 'only fools and idiots are its masters', that's what he told me." Asker glanced at Dumbledore, the wise man The great wizard was already thinking, "How can fools and idiots have nothing to do with wisdom, I suppose?"

Dumbledore shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That's right, it seems that only Nick knows the answer to this question."

"Let's get back to the point." Ask clapped his hands, "Fifty Galleons, that shouldn't be a lot. I hope I can get them before school starts, otherwise I'll have to sleep on the street this summer."

"Actually, I could have an extra bed there."

"Hehe~"

Asker smiled without saying a word, and Dumbledore smiled too, hugged Harry and turned away.

"Fifty Galleons, a very fair price. I look forward to working with you again."

Asker touched his chin, his hand fumbled in his pocket for a long time, holding an envelope, but he didn't take it out. Asker wondered how much he would make if he sold the film negatives to the Daily Prophet? The 360-degree close-up of the famous Harry Potter without dead ends is still a fruit photo. I think it will be very valuable!

"Poor Harry, you'd better pray that Dumbledore won't default on his debts, otherwise... tsk tsk, actually, I'm expecting Dumbledore to cheat..."

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Not surprisingly, Slytherin, who won the Academy Cup for seven consecutive years, still fell short this year. After four consecutive Gryffindors scored 170 points, the Slytherins could only Gritting his teeth, he watched as the silver-green flag that had been arranged was changed to gold-red.

Asker touched his chin, wondering if he would tell the Slytherin students at this time that he declined Dumbledore's fifty points in exchange for fifty Galleons. How about unloading eight pieces and throwing them into the lake?

"Actually, Dumbledore originally wanted to give me fifty points, but I refused, and finally replaced it with fifty Galleons."

Asker said to Draco who was sitting next to him with a serious face, the latter rolled his eyes, then looked at Asker with sympathy, patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know you are sad. , but let’s face it, it’s no use fooling ourselves.”

"I was serious."

"I'm also serious."

"You're not as serious as me... Look at my sincere eyes!"

"You have a vegetable leaf on your tooth..."

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"Woo~"

"Woo la la the train whistle, with the running horse's hoofs, the little sister is playing the harmonica, and the silhouette is beautiful in the sunset. I wrote a diary with bullets, and after introducing the scenery, I will introduce myself..."

Humming a minor tune that he didn't know where he learned it, Ask put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the nine-quarter-thirteen platform leisurely. With fifty Galleons in his pocket, Asker was in a good mood, so he naturally wanted to go out for a walk, but Asker didn't have a clear travel route at this time.

"Look... I found you!"

A burst of rapid gasps drifted into Asker's ears with the intermittent voices in between. He turned around and said to Hermione, who was out of breath: "Let me guess, what are you looking for from me? Um, do you want to ask me, where am I going for the summer vacation?"

"..." Hermione was still panting, unable to speak, so she could only nod her head desperately.

"Actually, I don't know where I'm going, I guess it's just wandering around, and I don't have a fixed place to live~www.NovelMTL.com~ Ask rubbed his chin, "So, if you want my contact information or something, I'm afraid it's not realistic, so don't write to me, I won't receive it anyway..."

"This... how... how can this work..."

Hermione said anxiously, she accidentally choked on the wind, so she could only bend over and keep coughing. Asker sighed, stepped forward, patted Hermione's back lightly, and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet, what are you in a hurry."

"Cough cough..."

"Give me the address of your home, and I'll write to you. That should be fine, right?"

"Cough cough..."

"Not yet? I'm lazy. I'm already very good at writing letters. I only wrote fourteen letters to my grandfather last year..." Asker said with a headache, but he didn't notice that Hermione had stopped. Coughing, his face turned away from him was full of joy. Asker was still dissatisfied just as Hermione. After thinking about it for a long time, he said somewhat uncertainly: "That's good, I will visit your house once before school starts. Are you satisfied?"

"It's a promise, no regrets!"

"Come on, go back on it? This is a man's promise, and it cannot be tarnished!"

"What if you can't do it?"

"I can't do it..." Asker thought seriously with a dignified expression on his face, and then he solemnly swore to Hermione: "If I can't do it, I will let Ron be a bachelor for the rest of his life, no woman likes him!"

Ron, who was chatting with Harry, suddenly sneezed and shot Harry in the face...