The Existence of Harry Potter

The writing of this chapter is not very satisfactory. The dialogues that follow are too direct, and the characters of Snape and Dumbledore are not shown.

Asker's life experience was originally planned to be explained in the next dozens of chapters, and it was revealed by Voldemort, but now it will save you some brain power.

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The teacher of the flight class, Mrs. Hooch, has short gray hair and two yellow eyes, like the eyes of an eagle. With her old-fashioned face, she has a majesty that is not angry and arrogant.

Ron was trained not unexpectedly, but no points were deducted. This does not mean that he is lucky or that Mrs. Hooch has a good temper. Mrs. Hooch is not a fool. She just asked a little to know the cause of the matter. She has no interest in the **** things about Slytherin and Gryffindor. .

"Che, I just gave him a training session without deducting points." Draco said with some disappointment.

"It doesn't matter, I have achieved my goal anyway, he must hate me now." Ask yawned, "However, even so, what can he do with me?"

Ron was standing opposite Asker, and he heard the exact conversation between him and Draco just now. In addition to being annoyed, he forced himself to rack his brains to think about how to fight back. After all, after suffering such a boring loss, if he didn't do something, others would think he was afraid of Ask.

In the first flying class, in order to take care of those students who have never been exposed to flying brooms, Mrs. Hooch just planned to teach the use and precautions of flying brooms, and then let the students experience it for themselves. Of course, they can't fly higher than six feet and the range is limited to this grass.

Slytherin and Gryffindor stood face to face in two rows, each of them had a flying broom under their feet, very old and old enough to enter a museum.

"Ask, let's change."

"No way, I don't want your bald broom." Asker refused very succinctly. Draco could only exchange it with Crabbe. The flying broom he got was not a bald man, but a dwarf with a broken handle. A bit shorter than other brooms.

"I want to complain, with so much investment every year, why is the flying broom so broken!"

Draco complained in a low voice, Asker rolled his eyes, he knew that Draco's father was very important on the school board, and it seemed that Draco's master had another attack. However, having said that, these flying brooms are indeed tattered and need to be replaced. Could it be that Dumbledore has really embezzled money or something?

"Ahhh~"

Snape wiped the unknown liquid on his face and stared at Dumbledore with a stern face, as if he was about to beat the old white-bearded man out of anger.

"Sorry, Severus, I'm not feeling well recently." Dumbledore took out a handkerchief and handed it to Snape, rubbing his nose, his blue eyes flashing helplessness and confusion, "However, it's not ruled out. Someone spoke ill of me behind my back."

"I'd rather believe the former one." Snape closed the window, the howling wind was blocked outside, and the temperature inside rose slightly. "If it's the latter, I'm afraid Hogwarts was blown away by your sneeze."

Dumbledore laughed, Snape was still the same, half-dead with a facial paralysis, he didn't think what he said was funny, what he said was the truth, and there were so many people who spoke ill of Dumbledore behind their backs. Queue from Hogwarts to Hogs Head pub in Hogsmeade.

Through the window of the principal's office, he could clearly see what was happening on the lawn below. Snape put one hand on the window sill and leaned forward slightly, his eyes never leaving.

Dumbledore was standing beside Snape. Of course he was interested in what was going on below, but at this time his attention was focused on another matter.

"Severus, did you just say that Asker has the Dark Mark on his arm?"

"I won't admit it wrong."

"No, I didn't mean to doubt you, just... is that Dark Mark the same as his?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's exactly the same."

"Is that so..." Dumbledore took off his glasses, without the lenses to block him, he could see more clearly. The boy on the lawn below, who had appeared at Hogwarts more than twenty years ago, with Snape by his side and the man now in Azkaban across from him. That traitor, and that traitor was beside Harry's father, young James Potter...

More than twenty years passed, the boy grew up, became a brave warrior, married the beloved girl, they had a lovely son, and lived a happy and warm life until the day came... His companion, since Kill each other, betray each other, some died, some lost their freedom... His opponents, some lost their loved ones, some were walking on thin ice in the cracks, and some were on the road of no return...

"We found him!"

Dumbledore said with some emotion, until now, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, unloaded a very heavy burden, and he could sleep well.

"Answer Shafiq!"

"Maybe he's not." Snape said coldly. "Apart from his looks, he doesn't look anything like Anther. Anther is a standard Slytherin, and he is just a grandstanding clown."

"Oh, you remember it very clearly." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Angser... He seems to have a son~www.novelmt.com~ seems to be about the same age as Asker..."

"Halina was weak and sick, and finally died of dystocia. Unther's son also died that day, and was not born at all..." Snape turned his head to look at Dumbledore, "He is not Uncer! I would rather believe it. Unser's son didn't die, or he later married and had another son!"

"Well, he's not Unser." Dumbledore sighed helplessly and patted Snape on the shoulder, "My old friend wrote back to me, he said that Asker is indeed not from the Grindelwald family. Bloodline, but the Grindelwald family will be inherited by him." Having said this, Dumbledore paused, giving Snape time to digest the information, "Unther and my old friend have a close relationship, it's already obvious , Ask is Unser's son!"

"so what?"

"Do you believe in fate?" Dumbledore asked rhetorically.

"After fate decided to let Lily die, I have nothing but resentment and curses towards fate," Snape replied.

"Voldemort will die by their hands, this is the fate I hope to see." Dumbledore pointed to the students on the lawn below, and said to Snape seriously, "One day, our lives will be Arriving at the end, and they, will put an end to what we have not done!"

(It was almost written as "and they will be crowned kings" →_→)

"Maybe they will die before us." Snape rudely destroyed the good atmosphere created by Dumbledore, "Especially in your script!"

"That would be too bad."