MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v3 Chapter 1 first move

The third volume begins, um, please don't complain about the volume name and introduction.

And, collect 4926, help me break through 5,000!

It seems that the recommendation is almost 20,000, which is also broken by the way.

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Crown of Ravenclaw, Unther Shafiq.

Asker plans to spend this summer on these two things, in fact, it should be the same thing, because according to the information he got from the **** Barrow, Anther should be looking for Ravenclaw's crown. Those who disappeared from time to time have never lived and never seen a corpse since then.

"Well, is he dead?"

"died."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because the soul stone he left was broken."

Soul stone, this thing should be regarded as a relatively convincing magic item. Probably the function is that if the stone is intact, it means that the corresponding person is fine, but if it is injured or even broken, then the person is very dangerous.

Ask has seen the fragments of the soul stone, and it is completely broken, and it has turned into a pile of sand. It is a brown fine crystal, the texture is like a gem, but its essence is just an ordinary stone. so.

"Tsk tsk, it's so completely broken, that guy has been smashed to pieces, no bones left, no whole body left, no wonder you can't find him."

"In a sense, this is your father's ashes, so..." The **** Barrow looked blank, staring at Asker who grabbed a handful of fragments and put it in his mouth with dead fish eyes, "This thing is not used for food."

"That's right, it's hard to digest this thing at first sight."

"It's not that it's hard to digest, but... Forget it, we've confirmed that you are Anser's son, so it's reasonable..."

"...As a matter of fact, none of you should cheat on me. You should give me some special care for that guy's sake. After all, he died to help you."

The blood man Barrow looked at Ask indifferently, and said slowly, "This is a deal, fair and just, with no complaints or regrets."

Ask sneered: "Including the things he didn't finish, I have to help him finish it?"

"That's not true." Bloody Barrow glanced at Asker, "I added this one later."

"Shameless!"

"Anyway, your summer vacation is also idle. I know you hate boredom the most. It's better to find something for you to do than to be bored all summer vacation."

"So I have to thank you?"

"you are welcome."

Asker compared one of his middle fingers, and then got to the point. After rubbing his index finger and thumb together a few times, Asker asked, "What is the crown for you to find? What's the benefit?"

"Counting from that day, the crown has accumulated magic power for thousands of years, and when it is stimulated, it can forcibly raise your magic power by a level."

"The magic power accumulated over thousands of years is only enough to raise one level? This is too stingy!" Ask asked back, he thought he had heard it wrong, "Also, doesn't this thing just improve intelligence? When did it become so cruel? function!"

The **** Barrow stood up straight, looked down at Ask, and sneered, "Have you ever touched the real crown?"

"No ah."

"Then shut up for me! Listen to me honestly and finish what I have to say, and then roll as far as you want. If you don't find the crown, don't go back to Hogwarts!"

I don't know if it was stimulated or not, but the **** Barrow suddenly broke out. His fierce attitude matched the appearance and posture that could stun cowards. For Asker...

Well, it's pointless.

"Are you asking for help?" Ask tilted his head, took out his nostrils, and then flicked a ball of unknown objects with his fingers towards the **** Barrow, passing through the body of nothingness and landing on the ground in the distance . "Let me tell you, I am neither soft nor hard. I do things according to my preferences. The big deal is that I will drop out of Hogwarts, and you can go to whomever you like. Anyway, Hogwarts is like this. There are many students, tsk tsk, you can find another expert, it's not that you haven't done it anyway."

The blood man Barrow took a few steps towards Asker, and he didn't know how he did it. In a space centered on him, the temperature suddenly dropped. It was clearly June, but his breath turned into frost.

As if he hadn't seen the **** Barrow's movements, Ask yawned and said, "You said that that thing was in a forest in Albania?"

"Yes, but if you don't tell you the exact address, you can't..."

"By the way, you said the same to Quirrell many years ago." Ask raised his head and said with a smile, he saw the **** Barrow's expression suddenly change color, "What a coincidence, Quirrell also went to Albania. , and, hehe... don't look at me like that, Quirrell has a habit of keeping a diary, he wrote everything down, including the address you told him."

The blood man Barrow fell into silence. If this is a negotiation, then the blood man Barrow has lost everything from the beginning, because his biggest bargaining chip has long been in Asker's pocket. However, the blood man Barrow thinks that he has not lost, because only he and another person know the real use of the crown, otherwise even if he gets it, he will only get an ornament.

"I admit that I am too careless." The blood man Barrow said, and he finally put Asker in the same position as himself, "I still underestimate you, even though I thought I had overestimated you before. already."

"It's alright." Ask waved his hand, as if he didn't care about what happened before, "If you know what you're wrong, you'll be a good boy."

The blood man Barrow looked into Asker's eyes and said solemnly, "Then, go ahead and say your request."

"The previous conditions remain the same. With one more item, I can keep it for one year, and return the original one after one year."

"make a deal!"

At about the same time, thousands of miles away, somewhere deep in a dense forest in Albania.

"Tom, here I come."

A wizard wearing a black robe and a mosaic mask appeared here, as if he was very familiar with this place. He walked for a while in the dense forest where even the compass would fail before stopping in front of a big tree.

This is a spruce, it is not unusual in the jungle, there is nothing special, for example, it says that Voldemort visited here, or the bones are surprised, and it looks like Voldemort ~www.novelbuddy.com~ But the masked man It seemed certain that Voldemort was here, stopped here, reached out and knocked on the tree trunk a few times as if knocking on a door.

"Hey, the door is open, it's me!"

No response.

"Are you at home? Say something if you are."

The masked man knocked a few more times, but there was still no response. Then he stretched out his hand, clenched it into a fist, and then gently pulled it upward, as if he were weeding in his own garden.

"Kakaka."

This spruce tree is not so majestic, but it is seven or eight meters high, two or three stories high, and its roots are coiled in the ground. Even if a crane is called, it is not easy to pull it out.

However, there seemed to be a big hand grabbing on the trunk, and the spruce was really pulled out like a weed. Of course, this is a tricky result, because at the height of the trunk level with the ground, the tree breaks off, and the cut is as flush as a chainsaw saw.

"Not coming out yet?"

The masked man shook his hand, and the spruce tree followed, but no bird's nest fell, and the bird-flying egg-beating thing didn't happen, because this is a ghost place, and to put it bluntly, the birds don't shit. place.

"I didn't want to care about you, but for the sake of you being my little brother after all, I can't let you die like this."

He patted the spruce tree, the masked man held the tree just like that, and an apparition left here, only the tree trunk section annual disc on the ground proves that there was once a spruce tree here.

In this round, it seems that Asker lost the first move.