The Existence of Harry Potter

Okay, this week's Chapter 3 update.

Some people say that I'm a TJ, but I'm not convinced. I just update slowly.

As for whether you believe it or not, well, you can say that I am TJ, and I will withdraw it with an update.

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Someone was lucky, the Asker he met today was not alone.

Asker walked over to check the injury of the man with only one breath left. The injuries on this man were all skin injuries, but that didn't mean it wasn't serious. God knows what kind of torture he was subjected to. He could hardly find a single piece of intact skin all over his body. Fifteen of his twelve pairs of ribs were broken, his face was beaten like a pig's head, and his whole body was covered with thin and long wounds, like a It is generally drawn down one by one with a knife.

"Fortunately, you met me."

Asker murmured in a low voice, today is the day of the Quidditch match, apart from him, it is impossible for anyone at Hogwarts to come to the Forbidden Forest. And even if a student runs over, he may not be able to save the person, because the injury of this person is not generally serious.

Pulling out a bottle of potion from his pocket, Asker looked at the label. The bottle was about to expire in a week, so he opened the man's mouth generously and filled all the potions that were about to expire. Into this person's stomach, and finally tossed the medicine bottle.

"what is that?"

Hermione asked. After she saw the potion poured down, there was a green light on the man's body. It was very green, and it was very strange. However, although it looked a bit strange, the wound on this person quickly solidified to stop the bleeding, and soon a layer of blood scab formed. After wiping it with the hand, the dead skin fell off, and the new skin that was intact reappeared.

"Magic medicine."

"I know it's a potion." Hermione rolled her eyes and said angrily, "I'm asking what potion it is?"

"Healing potion."

"If you don't want to say it, forget it!"

Asker's answer was really unconvincing. Hermione was a little angry. She walked over to the medicine bottle that Asker had thrown away, picked it up, and when she looked closely, she found that the label on it said "Healing Potion" this phrase.

"This potion is really called a healing potion?"

Hermione was a little speechless. She had already seen the efficacy of the potion, but the name of such a magical potion was so common. It was as if you had eaten a delicious cake and found the word "dark bread" written on it when you checked out. Same.

"What else could it be called a healing potion?"

Asker stood up, his hands and arms almost reached into his pockets, frowning, he struggled to find what he wanted in his pockets. After a while, he took out another bottle of potion, this time Hermione was standing next to Asker, and she saw the word "Blood Potion" on the label of the bottle.

"Blood-boosting potion?"

Hermione searched for the memory of this potion in her mind, she was sure that she must have seen it somewhere, and her memory gave her the answer as expected.

"Oh, he has lost too much blood now and needs to be replenished."

Asker poured this bottle of potion, which was also about to expire, into the stomach of the person in front of him. Although it was about to expire, the effect of the potion still made the face of the person in front of him turn bloody. This is much easier to handle, just like repairing a leaking inflatable doll, first plug the leaking place, then inflate it, and then it can be used.

After the necessary treatment, Ask turned a blind eye to the remaining injuries. The broken rib in his chest caused the man's chest to sag a little, and it looked as if something like a battering ram had hit him in the front. .

Asker poked his finger on the broken rib, like a cat whose tail was stepped on. The man in front of him struggled violently, but the violent struggle caused his rib trauma to recur, so he couldn't help it. screamed in pain.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Because of the pain, the man finally woke up. His eyes widened, but when he was about to curse, he found Asker squatting in front of him, looking at him with a very cold and hostile look. So he forcibly swallowed the words back and squeezed out a smile, a smile that was uglier than crying.

"I ask, you answer, otherwise..."

Asker held a flail in his hand, a wooden handle, a piece of iron chain, and finally three round iron **** with barbs the size of a fist. This thing is a product of the Middle Ages. When the feudal lords at that time indicated that the people were fighting, this thing that was originally a farm tool played an extremely brutal role. Even the chain mail would be broken. Even if Ask is holding a light flail, if this thing really hits the chest of the person in front of him, it will definitely be very **** and anti-human.

As for whether he will actually make a move...

Didn't I just say it before, never guess what Asker is thinking and what he wants to do.

"Hey, don't be impulsive, I'm..."

Asker flicked his arm, the flail made a semi-circle, and three small iron **** slammed heavily on a nearby tree. The spikes on it sank into the trunk, and if this thing hit an unprotected person, It won't be comfortable at all.

"Who are you."

Ask asked with a blank face, this time, someone who was scared to death did not dare to talk nonsense any more, and answered honestly: "I'm Sulug, Sulug White, a special dispatch from the Ministry of Magic. investigator……"

"you are lying!"

Before Asker said anything, Hermione questioned it first, and she retorted loudly, "I've seen that commissioner from the Ministry of Magic. He doesn't look like you!"

Indeed, Suluge himself is still a bit handsome, and the person in front of him can only choose between the words very ugly and very, very ugly. He doesn't look alike to Suluge, no matter in appearance or voice, they are completely two people.

"I'm really Suluge!" The man who claimed to be Suluge defended with an aggrieved face, he had forgotten Asker's warning before, and now he was full of thoughts of justifying himself: "I met a man before. man, and then I fought him, I almost won, and that guy didn't know how to swap my body with his!"

Asker frowned, then asked, "How do you prove that you are Surug?"

"My real identity is Regulus..."

Before the man could finish speaking, Asker waved his hand to stop him from continuing.

"Okay, I believe you."

"Really?" Suluge couldn't believe it. When did Ask become so good at talking.

Of course Asker wasn't so good at talking, but because of the angle of view, he saw things that Suruger didn't see.

"It's you……"

Asker stood up, and more than ten meters in front of him, two middle-aged men stood there, one of them was unshaven, scruffy, with a grim face, the other was pale and panicked, and his eyes were full of despair.

Suluge turned his head to look and was overjoyed. He shouted to the two people, "Hey, Lupin and that stupid dog, have you caught that guy?"

Ask sneered, shook his head and said to Suluge, "Do you think the expressions of the two of them as if the whole family died means success?"

"Hey, isn't it?"

Suluge was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it carefully. Just like what Asker said, Lupin and the stupid dog's expressions didn't show any happiness at all~www.NovelMTL.com~ This is not like catching that guy performance.

"I'm Ciao, you actually let him run away!"

Suluge couldn't help it now, he sacrificed so much, just when he was about to succeed, these people came out to make trouble, and then after the chaos, he managed to catch up with that person, and after being beaten, he was actually changed. , I almost hung up and didn't talk about it, and I lost face. He pinned all his hopes on these two people, but these two people actually let that person run away. Don't they know how hard it is to catch that person again?

"You two trash! If it wasn't for you, I would have caught him long ago!"

Asker shook his head again, he lightly stepped on the broken rib of Sulug, and after calming him down, he glanced at someone who looked pale and panicked, and looked like the end of the world, and then he smiled He smiled and said to Suluge, "You are too optimistic, Regulus."

This was the first time Asker called him by his real name, which made him have an ominous premonition. He just gave up the idea of ​​continuing to speculate because of fear. However, Ask's joking and sarcastic voice unceremoniously revealed the truth.

"One thing, how bad it can be, it will develop in the worst direction." Ask said with a smile: "Obviously, the worst situation now is not that the person escaped, but..." Said Here, Asker glanced at Lupin. This calm man still had that solemn and serious expression, but the body of the man next to him began to tremble, like a pendulum in a wall clock.

"Peter Pedirou is dead."