The Existence of Harry Potter

The dumplings at night were not cooked →_→ I felt sick to my stomach and felt nauseous →_→ I was suddenly not sure if I could have 10,000 words today, but I will try my best.

Thank you for the 5888 starting coins of "Sleeping Left and Sleeping Right", the next 10,000 characters are yours~\\\\(≧▽≦)/~

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Draco is in a good mood recently because Snape has allowed him to join the Quidditch team in Slytherin, he is the only Slytherin student who has joined the Quidditch team in his first year in nearly a hundred years, which is unparalleled Kudos, at least to Draco.

However, for Ask, the so-called supreme honor is only worth ten Galleons.

The Quidditch team has training every week, and Draco is no exception, so there are many times when only Asker is in the dormitory, which is quite quiet.

Life seems to be gradually calming down. The daily schedule is just a few things, class, eating, homework, playing, sleeping, calm and calm. Since he almost fell out with Snape that day, Asker has become a lot more honest. He is like an ordinary student, living an ordinary study life, following the rules and never acting out of line.

Asker has been dealing with ghosts in the castle a lot recently. He tried to contact any ghost he could. From their mouths, Asker learned a lot of useful or useless information. These ghosts have existed for anywhere from a thousand years to more than a hundred years ago, and very few things happened at Hogwarts that they didn't know.

"Don't look at me now, I used to be a very good knight, until I got an arrow in the knee."

With this bragging tone, Ask couldn't help but think of a person, and with the mentality of trying it out, he asked, "Well, take the liberty to ask, what is your relationship with Don Quixote?"

"Don Quixote?"

Sir Cadogan, who lives on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle, glared at him. He scratched his bald head, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "I don't know, is he also a knight?"

Asker nodded, and Sir Cadogan asked again, "Is he great?"

"It should be... very powerful."

"Very good!" Sir Cadogan was very excited, he whistled, a short cockroach galloped from the grass in the distance, and Sir Cadogan turned on his horse, "I'm going to a duel with him!"

Ask rolled his eyes and said speechlessly, "Do you know where he is?"

"I do not know!"

"Then how did you fight him?"

Sir Cadogan's answer was an eye-opener for Asker and refreshed the bottom line of his expectations for these ghosts.

"If he doesn't come and fight me within three days, then he's a coward, a coward!"

"..."

Asker rubbed his chin, didn't bother to say a word, turned around and left.

"Aah! What kind of Knights of the Round Table are these? Lancelot and Bedwell are your younger brothers, and Merlin is your elder brother... Haha!"

Asker took out a small notebook from his pocket, which had densely recorded the deeds of many ghosts. Behind Sir Cadogan, Asker recorded Sir Cadogan's self-report, and then added the word "liar". .

In fact, Sir Cadogan is indeed a member of the Knights of the Round Table, and most of what he said, despite the exaggerated parts, is true. After writing for a long time, Ask helplessly found out that the information he got from Sir Cadogan, maybe only one of Merlin's graveyards is more valuable. The ghost of Vivian might also be...

"What are you doing?"

"Oh, good afternoon, Barrow." Asker closed the book and said hello to the **** Barrow, just as he also wanted to talk to the **** Barrow, "The weather is nice today, how about a cup of afternoon tea? "

"I am a ghost, I can only watch, not drink." The blood man Barrow replied, "You have been in frequent contact with the ghosts of Hogwarts recently."

"Isn't it bad?" Ask asked rhetorically.

Bloody Barrow's empty eyes could not see joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. He just shook his head and said, "You can't ask anything like that. They have always kept it a secret."

"What's up?"

"That thing you want to know." The blood man Barrow replied.

Asker touched his chin, thought for a moment, and asked, "Why?"

"That's part of that, so I can't tell you."

"Pretend to be mysterious..." Asko curled his lips and sighed. Since the **** Barrow said so, it is really difficult for him to get what he wants from the ghost. However, he is right Bloody Barrow asked, "So, what can you tell me?"

"Why don't other professors react at all when they see you, but Snape and Dumbledore and our ghost are abnormal?" asked Barrow the blood.

"Am I famous?"

"Your father is very famous."

"Is that so..." Ask shook his head, "I have already checked it out in the library. Unser Shafik is an unknown person at all, and there is no record of him at all. I have checked for the past 100 years. The Hogwarts Student List, and there is no such person in it." He glanced at Barrow the Bloody, "Either the name Unser Shafik is a pseudonym, or you are lying, or... "

"I didn't say anything." The blood man Barrow turned around and left here slowly.

Watching the **** Barrow leave, Asker took out a small book and stared at it for a long time. A flame suddenly ignited in his hand, and the small book was ignited. After burning for a while, it turned into ashes and drifted away in the wind.

"I can't believe it didn't stay at all."

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"Next week is Halloween~www.NovelMTL.com~ Asker raised his head, looked at Draco, whose eyes were full of light, and said speechlessly, "I know next week is Halloween. "

"Next week is Halloween!"

"I know!"

"Next week is Halloween!!"

"I know!!"

"Next week is..."

Asker sighed, stretched out his right index finger to his ear, and drew a circle in the air.

Casting without a staff.

"Close your earplugs and listen."

The world was quiet all of a sudden, Asker glanced at Draco, who was still talking, and continued to write his homework. The six-inch-long paper had to be filled with water. However, Draco kept talking about what Halloween meant. Could there be any surprises on that day?

"I haven't been there for more than a month, do you want to go there again?" Aske bit his quill and stared at the blank space on the parchment. In practice, reason can tell him that this is not the right time.

After thinking for a while, Asker took out his lucky coin from his pocket. After weighing it a few times, he threw Jin Galleon up high and let it fall on the table.

"Clang~"

Face up!

Asker smiled slightly, the result was the same as he thought.