MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v2 Chapter 47 please allow me to make a sad emoji

I haven't felt much about writing recently, and today I received a reply from Dian Niang that the review of the new book failed because I used the chapter of the new book that was published in this book before. This is nothing, in the end, Dian Niang gave me a supplementary knife——

"The book can still be signed..."

According to the feedback from several other authors, it seems that Dian Niang has become a lot more humanized now, and there is a tendency to become refined.

Then, if there is a new book, I have to rewrite a chapter for review. I originally planned to write the "Qin Shi Mingyue" volume first, but after watching the anime, I was speechless at the chaotic timetable inside and decided to postpone it. The first world that I can write about should be the "Full Time Master" volume. Hey, who asked me to have the same name as a character in it, I want to focus on promoting this person, and that's it!

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"Gildrow Lockhart, um, he graduated from Ravenclaw at Hogwarts..." Asker rubbed his hands and said to Hermione, "Okay, the story is over."

The story that Asker told was obviously an **** and a bad ending. Hermione, who was the audience, would definitely not be able to applaud him for his beautiful work, so she naturally urged him to update it.

"That's all?" Hermione's expression turned bad, and the peanut in her hand made a "click" as she squeezed, "That's a story for you? There's no beginning, no story, not even an end, just a piece of nonsense! "

"Actually, there are really only so many stories about Professor Lockhart. He was in the same class as Dean Snape, and he was a former student of Professor Flitwick... But you think there are still a few people at Hogwarts who remember him. Was once a student at Hogwarts?" Asker took it for granted, "He doesn't have any stories to tell at Hogwarts!"

"Then what did you mean when you said, 'The protagonist of this story is Professor Lockhart, and the story is just right from his point of view'?" Hermione asked.

Asker threw a toffee in his mouth and stuffed a peanut in it. The effect of the two meeting was not bad. At least Asker liked this way of eating. Eating snacks calmly, Ask seems to have raised his spirits a bit. "Professor Lockhart was unknown at Hogwarts back then, and he didn't leave any imprint of him in this school, but he has a memory of this castle, and there are some people in this memory, he may have a lifetime never forget..."

"James Potter met Lily Evans at Hogwarts, and these two are Harry's parents. When they first met, Lily didn't like James because she thought he Too slutty, rude in words and deeds, bad character... It sounds like me." Ask pointed to himself, then pointed to Hermione, "Lily is a Muggle wizard just like you, the two of you. It's really similar... Well, our son will be called Harry in the future." As if being amused by his own words, Asker laughed out loud.

Hermione rolled her eyes at Asker and asked a question: "Wait a minute, how did you know what it was like when they first met?"

"Professor Lockhart saw it. After all, the protagonist of the story is him."

"Then how do you know what Professor Lockhart was seeing?" Hermione asked again.

"It's just a story." Asker spread his hands, "I'm just filling in my way within a frame... Seriously, you lose."

Hermione said with some disappointment: "It turns out it's not true."

Asker pushed his glasses and said thoughtfully: "Maybe what I said is true, history is always strikingly similar, what they encountered in those days may be the same as what we encountered..." Shaking Head, he continued the story he didn't finish before, "There were several other people present at the time, including Dean Snape..."

Hearing this, Hermione couldn't help interrupting: "Snape was there at the time?"

Asker looked at Hermione with strange eyes: "Why not? He's Lily's friend, the one who played since childhood."

"Is this piece made up by you or is it real?"

Asker did not change his face: "I made it up myself."

"……Go on."

"Besides Dean Snape, there is another person worth noting, and he is Sirius Black..."

Hermione interrupted Askker again, "Is Sirius Black there?"

Asker turned his head and looked at Hermione blankly, "Why not? He's James's friend, the kind he's played since he was a kid."

Hermione smiled dryly and changed the subject: "Where have you heard this sentence... You made it up yourself?"

"No, it's true." Asker was still expressionless, "I know you read the newspaper, but the newspaper didn't mention some things, such as the reason why Sirius Black was imprisoned in Azkaban, The newspapers only said he had escaped, nothing else."

"You know why he was locked up in Azkaban?"

Asker was silent for a moment. "He betrayed Harry's parents, causing them to be killed by Voldemort."

"what?!!"

Hermione stood up abruptly, with a look of shock on her face, and Harry, who was not far away, heard Hermione's exclamation and turned his head, looking at her in confusion. Hermione, also aware of her gaffe, pretentiously tidied her clothes, then sat down, acting as if nothing had happened.

"Dean Snape is Lily's friend. There is a saying that love is born over time... If I say that Dean Snape has no feelings for Lily at all, you won't believe it..." Ask asked. Looking at Hermione, the latter nodded lightly, "But we all know that Lily and James got married later, and they were together, and Dean Snape has been single until now... So in this relationship, Si Dean Nep loses."

"Is this part true?"

"If this paragraph is false, then I should say this - Dean Snape is a blood supremacist who hates Lily's Muggle ancestry, and after entering Slytherin to befriend other blood supremacists, In the end, she parted ways with Lily, and Lily finally married a good man like James who didn't care about her Muggle blood..." Asker said solemnly, his words were more convincing to Hermione than before, "And the paranoid Snape had to live a lonely life, and he deserved it! This story tells us, don't judge people by their appearance, what is beautiful is not appearance, what is noble is not blood, everything depends on the inside, and the beauty of the heart is the real beauty!"

After finishing such a well-founded and convincing rant, Asker said to Hermione, who was half-believing: "Actually, these are what I made up."

Hermione: "..."

Maybe it's unfair to Snape to say this, but in Hermione's opinion, the paragraph that Asker made up should be the real truth. Lily should be with James, and Snape should be alone for a lifetime.

The reason is very simple, good people should have sugar to eat.

"Slytherin and Gryffindor were born at odds. James and several of his friends had been bullying Snape for so many years, and he finally returned the humiliation and hatred to James' son, who was Harry." Having said that, looking at Hermione who wanted to ask questions again, Asker consciously added: "This part is true, isn't it a delight to hear and hear?"

Hermione nodded, showing the difference in Snape's popularity.

"The above is the story I want to tell, in fact, it is also a very common joke in romance novels, a and b are childhood sweethearts, but c likes b, so c will disagree with a, a and b because of certain things and finally After breaking up, c finally got his wish and came together with b." Ask yawned, as if the story made him sleepy, "With this story as the center, there are other small stories, such as Sirius Black betraying Harry The story of my parents, the story of why Dean Snape ended up losing Lily... those are the stories that interest me the most."

"Then say it."

Hermione began to urge the shift, Ask shrugged his shoulders, pointed to Harry who had stood up and was about to leave, "Do you think this is the place for the story meeting?"

So, at the same time that Harry left, Asker and Hermione also left. Although they came here to watch, the two did not see what happened at the death anniversary party. If this can be considered a story, it has only a beginning, no process, and no ending. It is just a piece of nonsense that is an unfinished **** and can't even be regarded as a story.

As they approached the door, Myrtle suddenly blocked their way.

Myrtle is a sensitive ghost with straight, long hair and thick glasses. She was rarely seen laughing, she always felt violated by something as big as a sesame seed, and then burst into tears. She's not a popular person for most people, well, she's dead and now a ghost, but still not popular.

"If she and I fell into the lake and were about to drown, who would you save first?"

As soon as they met, Myrtle asked a question that left Asker speechless. He did not answer immediately, but stared at Myrtle with the eyes of a mental patient. After a long time, he sighed, took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket, and handed it over regardless of whether Myrtle could catch it or not.

"The medicine can't be stopped, don't give up the treatment."

"I was serious!"

Myrtle seemed to be very angry, but Myrtle's way of expressing anger and anger was to cry. I saw her crying pear blossoms with rain, and tears fell rushingly from her small transparent eyes.

Ask rolled his eyes: "I'm serious too."

"I'm not sick!" cried Myrtle, crying.

Asker touched his chin~www.novelbuddy.com~ He retracted his hand holding the medicine bottle and looked at Myrtle helplessly, "Can you stop crying?"

"I'm crying! Who told you to make fun of me!"

Asker nodded, pulled Hermione and walked past Myrtle, "Oh, so, then you continue, we won't disturb you, I wish you a happy cry."

"..."

Ask's way of coping always leaves people speechless, and ghosts aren't immune. He just walked away like that, but Myrtle, who came back to her senses, turned the almost headless Nick's death party into her crying performance, letting those ghosts from far away know the word "crying". Four spellings...

After coming outside, Asker had planned to return to the Slytherin common room, but there was a sudden loud noise from upstairs, as if something had happened.

"Go up and see?"

Hermione asked, Ask nodded, and the two walked towards the stairs together...()