The Existence of Harry Potter

Just woke up... threw one first, then threw one after eating and sleeping well.

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The day before school started, Hermione came back. When she went to Harry unhappily, Ron told her that Harry was lying in the school hospital, drinking a smelly and unpleasant potion.

"I knew it!" Hermione pointed angrily at Ron with an innocent face, "I knew you would make trouble when I wasn't there!"

"I didn't do anything, it's Harry who is lying there now, not me." Ron whispered.

"You should stop him!" Hermione's voice raised a little, she pointed to herself, "As I always did to you!"

"Cut~" Ron pouted and left the Gryffindor common room quickly before Hermione could continue lecturing. He was carrying some fruit pastries in his hand, and as usual, he was going to visit Harry again.

"Wait for me!" Hermione trotted after Ron, looked at what he was holding, and suddenly asked, "Ron, while I was away from school, did anyone take my Christmas present? Sent to school?"

Ron glanced at Hermione and shook his head, "No, you're not at school, who will send Christmas presents to school."

"How could it not! If he doesn't know the address of my house, then he can only choose to send things to school!" Hermione retorted.

"Maybe the owl had an accident halfway through." Ron reminded very kindly: "Like my one, poor Errol, it's too old to fly... In fact, I don't think it can live. It's going to be a problem this winter."

"However, according to the book, the owls responsible for delivering mail and packages are well-trained, they are young and strong, and they are responsible for a lot of cross-sea mail. According to relevant research, the failure rate of owl mail delivery is only ten thousand. of two!"

Hermione said a long paragraph like an endorsement, Ron rolled his eyes speechlessly, and he said impatiently: "You said it yourself, two in ten thousand, maybe it's unfortunate, you just said it. Met the two in 10,000...and!" Ron speeded up his speech and said before Hermione, "Perhaps, that friend of yours didn't send you anything at all!"

"..." Hermione was silent for a while, her face full of disappointment, she said as if trying to convince herself: "There must be something wrong with the owl!"

"Hey, didn't you just say that there's no problem with owls?" Ron reminded smugly, and he shook his head smugly, "It must have been that person who forgot about you, that sucks... …”

"Haha." Hermione suddenly gave a kind smile, then she took out her wand and pointed at Ron, and said softly, "Ron, if you can keep your mouth shut, we are still good friends!"

Ron covered his mouth with one hand, forced a smile and said, "Uh... Of course we are good friends."

"Very good." Hermione nodded appreciatively, put away her wand, turned around, and walked in the other direction, which was the way out of the castle.

"Hey, you're going the wrong way, the infirmary is here!" Ron forgot Hermione's warning in a flash, and shouted to Hermione, "Aren't you going to visit Harry? ?"

"I've changed my mind. Letting him suffer a little bit more with Madam Pomfrey will help him realize his mistakes!" Hermione said without thinking. Soon, she turned a corner and disappeared. In Ron's field of vision.

Ron shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that he was the only one who went there. The medicine in the infirmary smelled bad, and now there is no back pad. However, Ron touched his nose. Who was the hapless guy who forgot to send Hermione a Christmas present? Thinking of Hermione's increasingly violent behavior and stronger aura, Ron spent two-thirds of a second praying for that person.

"Well, Merlin, I hope Hermione won't turn you into a stone statue and throw you into the lake."

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"Ahh~"

Asker sneezed heavily. He took out a tissue and wiped his nose, then threw the used tissue into the fireplace in front of him.

"Someone must be talking ill of me again!" Asker muttered, glancing at the middle-aged wizard with glasses who was sitting opposite him, holding a teacup, leisurely looking at the newspaper, he raised his voice a bit, " Hey, when are you going to lock me up?"

"I'm not called 'hello', I have a name, you can call me 'the great Nicole Lemay', 'the great Nicole Lemay'... well, look at your dissatisfied look, okay , I allow you to call me 'Sir Nicole Lemay'. "The middle-aged wizard said with a smile. His eyes are not big. Once he smiles, there is only one slit left in his eyes. The flesh on his face is very plump, and there are actually two dimples, one large and one small. He looks very happy. sense.

"Immortal!" Ask suddenly stood up, pointed at the middle-aged wizard who claimed to be Nico Lemay and yelled: "You and his [beep~] are endless! I'm not interested in playing with you like this. An extremely brain-dead game! ****! Don't say that you are a liar at all, even if you are really Nico Lemay, why did you [beep~] keep me here?!"

"It's really rude, is that how your grandfather taught you to talk to your elders?" the middle-aged wizard said, "I understand Dumbledore's confusion, you and your father are nothing alike except for their appearance, especially In terms of personality. If he were here, he would definitely not be as impetuous as you, and act impulsively without knowing the truth of the matter... Compared with him, you are just a wild boar!"

"You're immortal! You try again!" The veins on Asker's head jumped violently, he threw his fist hard, and glared at the middle-aged wizard fiercely, "What kind of person, what kind of method, and what kind of method to deal with? For someone like you, do I need to be polite?"

The middle-aged wizard touched his chin, which made Asker annoyed again, because he felt that this person was deliberately imitating his habitual movements.

"That's right... It seems that the evaluation of you needs to be improved." The middle-aged wizard thought very seriously: "Well, you are a little stronger than the wild boar... Then the gorilla is fine! Occasionally use your brain, A little shrewd, but still really stupid."

"Old man, your skin is itchy, do you want me to loosen your bones!"

The middle-aged wizard smiled, then put down the teacup, "Actually, you already believe that I am Nicole Lemay. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been using the words 'immortal' and 'old thing' all the time. Me, I look like I'm only in my thirties after all."

"If I'm happy~www.NovelMTL.com~ even if it's a baby, what does it matter if I call him 'immortal'?" Asker retorted.

The middle-aged wizard smiled again, he snapped his fingers, and Asker's body was suddenly frozen, unable to move. The middle-aged wizard stood up, walked in front of Ask, opened his mouth with his hands, took out a bottle of potion and poured it down.

"Veritaserum." The middle-aged wizard ignored Ask's angry eyes, "Do you want me to continue? Well, now I ask you any question, and you will answer me honestly. Of course, maybe I will not. Be careful to ask things that you don't want other people to know... To avoid this from happening, I think we need to cooperate with each other, don't you think?"

The middle-aged wizard snapped his fingers again. Asker regained his control over his body. This time, he had no impulse. After recalling the smell of the potion he just drank, he frowned and looked at the middle-aged wizard.

"Okay, I admit that you are Nicole Lemay... But, my question is still that, why did you keep me here!"

"I'm just bored, I want to find someone to chat with me, talk... play some very interesting games." The middle-aged wizard smiled with satisfaction, but the smile was somewhat malicious, "Don't worry, since you have already Rescue you, and I won't let my efforts go to waste, so you won't die, at least you won't die here."

"A very dangerous game?"

"I bet a copper nut, it won't be more dangerous than looking directly at a thousand-year-old basilisk."

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