The Existence of Harry Potter

Finally, I have a manuscript, and throw it out tomorrow, it's too late today.

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"Uh, did I just pass out?"

This was the first sentence of Asker after waking up. Shaking his still chaotic head, he cheered up and began to sort out his messy thoughts. This is not an easy task.

Asker was sitting opposite the Mirror of Erised at this time, but what he was facing was not the mirror, but the back of the mirror, and he didn't know who turned the Mirror of Erised. Turning his head to look at the old god, the **** Barrow standing casually against the wall, Ask's eyebrows wrinkled, can an insubstantial ghost move the Mirror of Erised?

"What did you see just now?" asked Barrow the **** man. "You said you saw a nightmare, and you kept saying it was cold. Could it be that what you expected to see was a cold nightmare?"

"That's not true, there are nightmares, but they are not what I expected." Ask rubbed his temples, "What I expected to see was the hidden things under the nightmares, this is the nightmare I started to have. The most curious, puzzling, most wanted answer ever."

"Oh, do you know the answer?"

"Obviously, the Mirror of Erised can't do it, because I don't know what the answer is, how does it show up? However, there is still a little gain..." Ask smiled, "For example, I know myself It's right, it's always been right."

Bloody Barrow shook his head, "Are you really sure? The Mirror of Erised shows what you want to see, because you want to be right, so it shows... Maybe, it's the opposite, you are Wrong, always wrong."

"Right and wrong, for me, it doesn't make any difference." Asked retorted, "There was no direction, no time in that nightmare, I couldn't even find a target... And now, I know which way to go. Go, whether it's right or wrong!"

"When you don't know how to walk, the best way is to stay where you are and don't move."

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who sits still?"

"of course not."

"Then you said another nonsense today." Asker said, he stood up slowly and patted the dust on his body. The room was indeed a bit dirty, and no one had taken care of it for a long time. "Okay, I've seen the Mirror of Erised, what time is it now?"

"The bell of twelve o'clock has been ringing for a while," said the **** Barrow.

"It turns out that I was in a coma for so long... I haven't eaten dinner yet." Asker said with some distress. He fumbled for a while in his pocket, but all he could reach was candy. Now, when he sees the candy, he feels Toothache, obviously can not eat sugar as a meal. So, Ask looked at the **** Barrow with a look of help.

The **** Barrow turned his head and ignored Ask. He didn't want to answer, but after hesitating, he still said: "The kitchen is on the first floor, there is a painting, you scratch the pear on it... I don't need to teach you the rest. Well, like how to not be discovered by Filch."

"certainly."

"Then I'll go first, I also need to rest." The blood man Barrow turned around, and half of his body sank into the wall.

"Do ghosts get tired too?"

"I wouldn't, just being with you will always be uncomfortable..." The blood man Barrow said unceremoniously: "If I were still alive, a person like you, I would definitely educate you and let you Unforgettable!"

Ask shrugged his shoulders, watched the **** Barrow completely sink into the wall, glanced at the Mirror of Erised with his back turned to him, and shook his head. What Asker has gained from the Mirror of Erised is nothing more than a reason or an excuse. With this, his purpose is much stronger. Perhaps the lake with all the answers displayed by the Mirror of Erised really exists in that piece Snowfield may not be sure.

For a long time, Asker has always felt that in that world with no direction at all, some mysterious and hidden clue has been guiding him forward. Following his feelings, Asker has been moving forward with difficulty. The gains from the Mirror of Erised show that he is doing the right thing. As long as he persists, he will definitely find the "answer".

When he was walking out of this room, Asker suddenly stopped. Just now, a gust of wind swept across his face. How could there be wind in this closed room? Moreover, although it was very slight, Asker still heard a low, inaudible breathing sound, as if an invisible person walked past him and quickly walked away.

"Illusory body spell?"

Asking thought to himself, he turned around suddenly, and whispered to the empty room, "Show me quickly!"

The room was quiet. If I had to describe it, I could hear a needle falling on the ground. There is no problem with Asker's spell, even if a professor-level wizard hides here using the Illusory Charm, it will still reveal flaws. However, it was as calm as if there was no one here at all, and the previous wind seemed to be Asker's illusion.

Is it really just an illusion?

Asker shook his head. Although he didn't know why he didn't catch that person, he still probably guessed who that person would be. During the Christmas holidays, many people came home, but very few were left... Before Christmas, there was no Mirror of Erised here. After Christmas, Dumbledore brought this mirror from the Ministry of Magic here... Not going to sleep at night is not what a regular Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw would do...

there is only one truth!

Without the intention of exposing it, Ask left here. He wanted to try his luck in the kitchen that the **** Barrow said. After all, starvation is not a comfortable thing.

Perhaps it was the Christmas holidays, and since Filch and his Mrs. Norris also had to take a break, Asker had no surprises along the way. When passing by the fourth floor, he wanted to see if the level behind the door had changed. However, it was a huge space and he had the most to fill his stomach, so he decided to continue going downstairs. On the third floor, he saw Quirrell's office door ajar from a distance, and a little light came out from the gap, flickering on and off.

"Almost forgot... and him."

Asker said to himself, in his opinion, Quirrell is a very strange person, and there are many flaws in him, but no one in Hogwarts seems to notice this at all. Asker had sneaked into Quirrell's office. What made people speechless was that the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, who had been controlled by Voldemort, had the habit of writing a diary, and he put the diary on the table. No. From him, Asker had learned a lot, and after knowing this, he could not see through Quirrell a bit.

"It doesn't matter, Dumbledore is there anyway."

Asker shrugged his shoulders and continued downstairs. Finally, he came to the first floor and started looking for the painting that Barrow the Bloody Man said along the corridor. Because it was a little dark, Ask took out a small lantern from his pocket, and his hand just touched the lucky coin, so he took it out. Holding the lamp in one hand and playing with lucky coins in the other, Ask walked slowly along the corridor leisurely.

When passing a corner, Ask heard a rustling sound, and he raised his head subconsciously. Under the light of the small lantern, a round, green, huge eye full of ominous and death appeared. in his sight.

"This is…"

"Clap~"

The lantern fell to the ground, the colored glass shattered, and it was extremely gorgeous...