The Existence of Harry Potter

It's the second volume, it's really not easy...

Alright, international practice, please recommend!

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"Life is really lonely as snow..."

It’s been a while since the first year of Hogwarts ended. It’s a bit ridiculous to say that Asker, who always thought he was used to living alone, began to feel lonely in less than a week. Generally speaking, loneliness comes from boredom, which means that you must be busy now, so that you will have the mind to think about loneliness.

Half leaning on the bed, Asker was wrapped in a blanket, and on his knees was the most popular book "Traveling with Vampires", the author of this book is a well-known international celebrity and author, and was awarded the Merlin Order of Merlin. The author, an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Magic Alliance, and five-time winner of the "Witcher Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award... In short, the author is very famous, and his writing is also very good, and Asker is about to become one of his fans.

"Vampires are afraid of garlic..."

Asker sniffed, and Quirrell's garlic smell could still be faintly smelled, haunting him. Although this was obviously just Asker's delusion, he felt a little uncomfortable whenever he thought of Quirrell. It's not anger, it's not disgust, it's just mixed with a little pity, a little contempt, and a little doubt. If you want to be more specific, it should be—

Mourning for his misfortune, anger for not fighting.

Asker realized that if he were Quirrell, Hogwarts would be in ruins now, with many casualties.

"Che, you have already decided to be a villain who will be hacked for 10,000 years, why not do it vigorously and thoroughly?"

Asker said to himself that he knew why Quirrell did what he did, but in his opinion, what Quirrell did was meaningless. There was a thick stack of newspapers in the corner of the house. From two weeks ago to now, all of them are here. Asker has bought so many newspapers. Many people and many things are mentioned on them, but Quirrell and what happened in them are not the only ones. The Hogwarts thing.

"Get ahead, be known...you're still far from there!"

Closing the book and reclining in the blanket, Asker wondered irresponsibly if Quirrell knew he had died in such obscurity, would he have gone too far? After thinking about it for a long time, in view of the stupid nature of Hufflepuff's group of stupid badgers, Quirrell probably only added a few more complaints in his diary, and occasionally found a corner where no one was there to shout a few times to vent. At the end of the story, he stood up and prepared to throw Harry in the troll feces for a bath. If it wasn't for Voldemort's intervention, I'm afraid it would have been a good show, which is a pity.

Pushing his glasses, Ask suddenly found that his glasses had never been taken off, but he hadn't noticed it before, and it was like this for so long. Sleeping with glasses on would be awkward in theory, but Ask didn't feel it at all. It should be said that these are the glasses that Nicole LeMay used?

"Wow~ I'm so sleepy, keep sleeping..."

The thick curtains blocked the sunlight that was trying to break in. After turning off the lights, the room was completely dark. Although it was impossible to reach out and see five fingers, it seemed that the faint light before dawn was more drowsy than the pure darkness. If coupled with the sound of dripping when it rains, this should be the most suitable environment for sleeping.

He stretched his waist, stretched his body to the limit, and then retracted again. Ask changed his posture and fell into sleep with 120,000 satisfaction.

Merlin bless, I hope this will be a nightmare.

Ask snorted, now he is looking forward to that nightmare!

One of the most pleasant things in life is that when others say good morning, you are saying good night, right?

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Sometimes time flies very fast. For example, when Asker woke up, it was already midnight the next day. If it wasn't for the empty stomach that had already announced a strike, I'm afraid he might continue to sleep. After all, this is a good environment for sleeping.

International practice, the longer you sleep, the longer you need to wake up after waking up. Because of this, Sleeping Beauty will be kidnapped by the weak prince, and if she is a sober princess, I am afraid she has already gone to bed with Lord Demon King.

Because it was already midnight outside, there were no fingers in the room. Asker fumbled around the bedside for a long time, and finally touched the switch, but after pressing it, there was no response at all. The light did not arrive as scheduled, it was late .

"Uh... broken?"

Asker still had saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were blank, and he looked very cute. He touched his chin and pressed it again, but there was still no response.

Sitting on the bed, with one hand on the button, and a look of sleeplessness on his face, Ask kept this position for five minutes. When his arm was a little sore, he remembered that there is a magic spell in this world called fluorescent flashing.

"Uh, I almost forgot that I'm a wizard... Fluorescent flashes."

With the light, everything is easy to handle. Just watching his fingers turn into flashlights, Asker always feels weird, as if his fingers have replaced the role of a magic wand. Asker's dominant finger is the middle finger, which is related to his usual conduct. He is also considering whether to try other fingers. If all possible~www.readwn.com~ Maybe he can use ten fingers at the same time. Casting spells, thinking about it, feels very powerful.

Are you afraid of throwing ten Avadas at the same time!

Uh, ten fingers, I suddenly remembered a certain donkey in the QQ expression...

Do it when he thinks of it. This is a good habit of Asker. He maintains the fluorescent blinking with his middle finger, and tries to use a clean one with his index finger.

"Hey, sure enough?"

The cleaning was not successful, and the fluorescent flickering stopped, and the room fell into darkness again, but there was a glimmer of excitement in Asker's eyes, and the glasses faithfully magnified the light, creating a light that was not inferior to the fluorescent light. flickering effect.

Asker was stunned for a moment, then he pushed his glasses, trying hard to make his glasses shine again. After more than ten seconds, he succeeded, the fluorescent light flickered, and it was fleeting, but it really existed.

"Uh, these glasses have such a brutal function?"

Asker was a little speechless. He seemed to have seen the scene where the person standing opposite him covered his eyes and shouted "Blind my magic stone dog's eyes" when there was a flash of light in his eyes. Touching his chin, Asker felt that maybe he needed to study this pair of glasses to see if there were any other special functions.

However, these can be done slowly. Next, there is one thing that must be done, a very important thing.

"Azkaban..."

Asker muttered to himself, the room flashed again, and then fell into darkness...