The Existence of Harry Potter

Well, the outsourcing of China Unicom has begun to be transferred to a contract system. This rhythm should be the meaning of the merger of China Unicom and Telecom, because it was the same way when China Netcom and China Unicom merged.

I plan to regain my integrity. This picture is from Tuesday, and I should have it today.

Ask for recommendations, clicks, collections, and book reviews, let me see your hands!

———————————————————————————

Sometimes, things just happen to be so coincidental.

Just five days later, the Ministry of Magic's mouthpiece, the Daily Prophet, published a piece of news, which rarely used three pages to report on the matter.

"Sirius Black is acquitted! ——The Ministry of Magic has tracked down the truth for many years! 》

The first page was a big headline with a photo of Sirius Black being acquitted at the Wizengamore Wizarding Court, with the exception of a dazed little boy who didn't seem to understand what was going on. Sirius Black, perhaps the most eye-catching is Albus Dumbledore, who is holding parchment, wearing a fuchsia robe and embroidering the W mark on his chest.

The first page has nothing to say, it is about the scene at that time, and then the second page introduces the deeds of Sirius Black and the case in which he was convicted as a traitor. This is actually the case where Sirius escaped from prison before. It has been introduced once, but this time it is obviously more detailed.

Finally, on the third page, most of the content is to describe how the Ministry of Magic traced the truth. Sulug, who "died in the line of duty", is said to have erected a sculpture for him. This kind of praise was so stinky and long that many people paid little attention to a word said by Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Command.

"The real traitor, Peter Pedillo is still at large, but we'll catch him soon!"

This report, evading the key points, distorting the facts, covering up the truth, and praising virtues, is in a sense a **** that can no longer be rubbish, but this issue of "The Daily Prophet" is almost out of stock, and the sales are said to have broken the previous one. The sales record for the issue of the newspaper announcing Voldemort's downfall.

"So, this report was actually written by Gilderoy Lockhart..."

After reading this newspaper, even Asker felt a little pain in the ass. At first he didn't pay attention to who wrote it, but he saw the "obscure" introduction that the case was traced by a professor who came to Hogwarts to teach. With the help of the solution, the identity of this professor is actually self-evident.

"I'm really willing... Should I say that this is the level of normal performance of your old man, principal?"

Sitting in Dumbledore's office and putting down the newspaper, Asker gestured at Dumbledore with a **** to express contempt.

"What matters is not the means, not the process, but the result."

Dumbledore's words can be regarded as an acknowledgement of the mutual compromise between him and the Ministry of Magic. The Ministry of Magic saved face, recovered the losses to the greatest extent, and diverted people's attention, while Dumbledore saved the little boy. Sirius Black was a great inspiration to the rest of the Order of the Phoenix.

As for Gilderoy Lockhart, the unlucky Suluge who took the credit for nothing, it can only be said that life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in heaven, and no one can blame others.

Asker pouted, even though he knew it was the best outcome, he couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Isn't that the style of Slytherin by doing whatever it takes?"

Dumbledore blinked and said: "I am not a student of Gryffindor now, not the headmaster of Gryffindor, but the headmaster of Hogwarts, Slytherin and Gryffindor are in my eyes are equal."

"That's why you delayed the start of the game again." Ask rolled his eyes and gestured with a middle finger: "Speaking of which, today is the day of the game, it's fine if you don't go by yourself, why do you keep me? Here? Don't give an explanation, believe it or not, I'll eat all your candy?" With that, Ask took out a heap of cockroaches from the candy jar on the table and threw it into his mouth, chewing and swallowing it in three or two times. go down.

"It's nothing, just chatting."

He said so, but if it was just a casual chat, Dumbledore wouldn't have called Ask to the headmaster's office specifically. Ask leaned there, tilted his head and looked around wantonly, his malicious eyes kept on Phoenix Fox, which made Phoenix Fox almost couldn't help pecking at him.

"How much do you sell your bird for?" Ask suddenly asked.

"Not for sale."

"Let's make a price."

Asker took out the money bag from his pocket, as if he planned to settle the bill on the spot, without taking out a loan or mortgage.

Seeing that Asker seemed to be planning to talk about Fox's pricing for a day and a night, Dumbledore could only forcibly change the topic to the main topic.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

"Did you sell the bird to me after you're done talking?"

"……no."

"Then let's continue talking about birds, and when we're done talking, we'll get down to business."

"..."

The nonsense after that will not be written. Anyway, when Dumbledore finally moved the topic to the whole in a real sense, a cheerful voice came in from the gap in the window.

"Hey, Gryffindor won." Asker glanced at Dumbledore, "Then this year's Academy Cup is for Slytherin, right?"

Dumbledore listened to the cheers, smiled gratified, and politely rejected Asker.

"The Academy Cup is after the end of the school year. It's still too early."

"I made a reservation first, let's not talk nonsense, let's just say whether you give it or not." Ask sat up straight, although he still looked like a soft-bodied creature without a spine, but his eyes were a lot more serious. , "Anyway, I'm going to make a decision for this year's Academy Cup."

"Next year's one is for you, and this year's one is for others."

"Next year, I want it to be used as an egg!"

Asker patted the table and stood up abruptly. He rolled up his sleeves and made a gesture to go up and slap Dumbledore.

"Today I'll just say one word, give me the Academy Cup or give me your bird!"

"..."

Dumbledore covered his forehead with a headache. He was fed up with this kind of guy who was not afraid of the sky, didn't know how to write dead words, and didn't know what awe was. It should be said that the family did not enter the house? , Now the difficulty of the person in front of him is no worse than that of the person back then.

After weighing it again and again~www.NovelMTL.com~ Dumbledore calculated the importance of what he was going to say and the Academy Cup, and finally nodded helplessly.

"Hey, this is what you said, it's such a happy decision! This year you give me the college cup, next year you give me the bird."

"The last sentence is what you said."

"Be generous and you will die!"

Ignoring Asker's unreasonable trouble, Dumbledore cleared his throat, and finally said the sentence he had been holding back for almost two hours.

"Are you interested in the secret room?"

"Do not."

A concise and comprehensive answer, an Asker-style answer, this answer did not exceed Dumbledore's expectations, so he continued:

"There are many treasures in the secret room, are you interested?"

"Liar to children, if you say you have it, you will."

Asker said disdainfully, Dumbledore smiled slightly, took out a book from the drawer, and placed it in front of Asker. No wind automatically, the pages open to a page with a few highlighted words. Asker glanced at him, then at Dumbledore again, frowning, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

"Why did you find me?"

"I originally planned to find Harry, but this matter is too risky, and even I can't guarantee safety."

"You really told the truth?"

"It's just a quick mouth, so just pretend you didn't hear it."

"..."