The Existence of Harry Potter

"Uh... not sugar?"

"What? You seem disappointed..."

The **** Barrow walked over to Ask and looked down at the wand. At this time, Asker, who had mixed feelings, did not realize how complicated the emotions in the **** Barrow's eyes were when he saw the wand.

"Cut~" Bloody Barrow looked away, hissing inexplicable hiss, "It's another..."

"What is it?" Ask raised his head and looked at Barrow the **** man, "Have you seen this wand? Do you know his master?"

"Would you believe me if I said that this wand belonged to your father?" Barrow the **** put his arms around his chest and glanced at the greeting card. Finally, he squinted at Asker, his tone was somewhat playful and mocking, "How dare you Lost wand? No wonder I haven't seen you use your wand..."

Ignoring the second half of the sentence, Ask just grabbed the first half of the sentence. He frowned, stared at the wand in the box, and said in a suspicious tone, "Is it really so coincidental?"

"Why not?" The blood man Barrow raised a few points, he used an exaggerated and contrived gesture, as if he was imitating someone, "This is the arrangement of fate, the choice of fate, to be able to pull out this The man with the wand..."

"Will be the king of Britain?"

"If your sense of humor can be normal, maybe that will be your only advantage." Bloody Barrow shrugged, he seemed to remember something, and asked Asker, "What I said today is Isn't it too much?"

Asker ignored this seemingly stern face, but was in fact extremely **** ghost. He put his wand in his pocket and opened the last gift, which was given to him by old Grindelwald. The slender box is about a foot long and less than three fingers wide. It looks like a wand box, but Ask now thinks that what it contains is not necessarily a wand. Of course, it obviously doesn't look like a candy jar either.

"This is……"

Asker stared at the rolled paper in the box, silent, his eyes flickering, flickering. Bloody Barrow took a look, and with his knowledge, it was not difficult to recognize what it was.

"A picture?"

"Hehe~"

Asker laughed suddenly, a cluster of flames bounced from his hand, and with a slight shake, it landed on the gift box. Looking at the burning gift box, Ask didn't feel happy at all. His fingers were a little charred, and something went wrong when the spell was released, burning his fingers, but he didn't realize it, just staring at the ashes on the table with an inexplicable smile.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the blood man Barrow.

"Actually it's nothing, it's just... very upset." Asker replied, he raised his head, looked at the **** Barrow, and asked, "If someone betrayed you, what would you do?"

"...Let's see the situation." Bloody Baros thought for a while and answered honestly.

Asker smiled oddly, "Then, to be more specific, what if this person has a good relationship with you, but does something that you cannot tolerate or forgive?"

"This... I'm afraid I'll do something too extreme."

"It's too much..." Ask nodded. "It seems that I'm really kind. I didn't do anything... Not only that, but I also took the blame for it that I shouldn't bear."

"What exactly does that picture mean?" the blood man Barrow asked seriously.

"It's nothing, it's just that I once saw a painting, and I thought the male protagonist in it was me, but I later learned that I was just a substitute." Ask shrugged, "Then, this painting became My Christmas present this year."

"It's a pity, I really want to see what the painting is about." The blood man Barrow shook his head regretfully, he said to Asker, who was not very interested: "There is a very interesting thing, maybe To distract you."

"Um?"

"Have you heard of the Mirror of Erised?"

Asker nodded, and then he understood what Barrow the **** meant, "Is it at Hogwarts now?"

"I can take you there," said the blood man Barrow. "I'm also curious about what you will see in the mirror."

"A lot of gold Galleons... I'm very short of money right now." Asker stood up and made a please gesture to the **** Barrow, "Why is the Mirror of Erised at Hogwarts? I remember, the last time it appeared... wasn't it supposed to be in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic?"

"You even know this?" The blood man Barrow was a little surprised by Asker's knowledge reserve.

"Would you believe it if I told you that I had seen that mirror?"

Looking at Asker up and down, the **** Barrow shook his head, "I don't believe it. If you've seen it before, why do you want to see it again?"

"Because... I want to know if what I see now is the same as what I saw at that time." Asker replied, he smiled, "Let's go, I can't wait."

"as you wish."

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"Dumbledore got it from the Ministry of Magic..." Asker rubbed the mirror of Erised's Mirror, but his eyes were fixed on the ground, not seeing what was shown in the mirror.

This is a very imposing mirror, reaching to the ceiling, with a golden frame and 2 claw-shaped feet supporting it. The top is engraved with "Erisedstraehruoytubecafruoytonwohsi", which in turn is "Itshowsusnothingmoreorlessthanthedeepest,mostdesperatedesireofourhearts", the mirror of Erised can make people see the most urgent and strongest desire in their hearts.

The most urgent and strongest desire... People will always change, and will this desire change?

"Barrow, what did you see?" Ask turned to look at the **** Barrow, "Why does your face look terrifying, ferocious, and murderous, as if you were going to kill someone?"

As Asker said, the **** Barrow's face is indeed very bad, and the timid students may cry in fear. Wen Yan~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Bloody Barrow woke up like a dream, he turned his head away, stared at the wall to one side, and said coldly: "This is none of your business, mind your own business!"

"I bet a copper nut, what you saw is similar to what I saw last time." Ask said with a smile, rubbing his chin, he turned his head before the **** Barrow spoke, staring at the mirror nonchalantly things shown in.

"What do you see?"

"...Nightmare."

"Nightmare? It's impossible. Could it be a nightmare that you want most? It must be you..."

"To shut up!"

Asker irritably interrupted the **** Barrow's words. He stared at the mirror, his body trembled slightly, his hands subconsciously indented his sleeves and wrapped around his chest. The thick cotton coat had covered him and sweated, but The **** Barrow can still hear the sound of his teeth colliding... No matter how you look at this picture, it looks like standing in the snow blowing the northwest wind.

"Are you OK?"

The blood man Barrow took a few steps towards Ask. He stretched out his hand to stop Ask in front of him and shook it, but Ask seemed to be cursed, his expression was blank, and his eyes were staring blankly at the mirror, as if The **** Barrow didn't block his sight at all.

The blood man Barrow felt something was wrong, and he didn't care whether he would attract others, so he shouted loudly: "Hey, wake up, what did you see?"

"...Nightmare..." Ask replied blankly, his face was getting paler and more sweaty, but his body was curled up unconsciously, and he was still muttering, "It's so cold... cold...so cold..."

"cold?"

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