MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-Chapter 63 Fisherman's Benefit

As for the 10,000 words, there are still 20,000 words left. The debt is almost settled. This 10,000 words should be regarded as the National Day debt, and I have already paid it.

It's a bit of a headache. The first volume has not been completed with more than 10,000 words. It is estimated that more points will be added.

For the sake of 10,000 words, give me some recommendations. This week is almost over.

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"Well, I suddenly remembered something, a problem that cannot be solved with wisdom."

Asker's words brought Harry and Hermione back to their senses, only to see that he shook the potion bottle in his hand, and there were more than half of the potion in it.

"Maybe Dean Snape did it on purpose. There were still a lot of potions that returned, enough for three or four people, but only one potion went forward." His gaze swept across Harry and Hermione. Asker said slowly: "That is to say, only one of the three of us can drink the potion and move on. You can decide who will move on and who will stay."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other and said in unison, "Of course it's me!"

Asker touched his chin and interrupted, "Actually, I personally support Harry more."

"why?"

"Because he's Harry Potter, who beat that man once. Maybe, he can do miracles again, can't he?"

Asker said that there was some sarcasm between the words, but neither Harry nor Hermione felt it. Asker has reason to despise Harry because he is better than Harry, especially in his style. An important reason why he supported Harry to move on was that it was very dangerous to face that person, and Asker didn't want Hermione to be injured or even killed.

"You drink that bottle." Harry's face was determined, but he looked brave. "You don't interrupt, listen to me, you go back and find Ron, grab two brooms from the room with the keys flying, they will Take you through the trapdoor and pass by Lewis. You go straight to the owl's shack and send Hedwig to deliver a letter to Dumbledore, we need him to help. I might be able to hold Snape at bay for a while, but I am no match for him."

"But Harry... what if You-Know-Who is with him?"

"Well, like he said, I beat him by luck once before, remember?" Harry pointed to the scar on his forehead and squeezed out a smile, "I might be able to turn it into a good one."

Hermione's lips trembled, and she suddenly charged at Harry, wrapping her arms around him.

"Hermione!"

"Harry, you know what, you're an amazing wizard."

Asker cleared his throat, Hermione quickly let go of Harry, blushed and took a few steps back.

"Cough cough~ Don't think I don't exist!" Ask said a little unhappily.

"I'm not as good as you." Harry said seriously, "If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be able to get here at all!"

"I'm just dying to study, and relying on a little bit of cleverness! Besides, there are many more important things... Friendship and courage... Oh, Harry, you have to be careful!"

Asker rolled his eyes, and he didn't bother to talk about it. Anyway, these two people had already made up their minds and thought he didn't exist anymore. Out of sight and out of mind, Ask put down the potion bottle, turned around and walked into the Flame Gate. He really wanted to drink up the potion now, or add some "seasoning" to it.

Harry glanced at the Flame Gate, a wry smile on his face, "Hermione, are you mad at him on purpose?"

"Ah, how is it possible, why do you think so." Hermione said in a panic, her eyes fixed on the ground, her fingers pinched the corners of her clothes, and she looked left and right, as if trying to hide it.

Harry pointed to his glasses, "Although I'm short-sighted, I'm not blind." After hesitating, he continued: "Although you may not like to hear it, I still have to say something..."

"..."

"Asker, you should know by now. He is the grandson of the dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald who was defeated by Dumbledore. I heard that his grandfather was also a man like Voldemort..."

Hermione was silent for a while, then she bent down, picked up the potion bottle and handed it to Harry, without saying a word. Harry sighed, since Hermione had already made up her mind, it was up to her. Harry admitted that he couldn't stop Hermione from doing anything, but he would always be stopped by Hermione.

One thing down one thing?

Maybe.

Without stopping any longer, Harry drank all the remaining potion in one breath. Like ice, these potions penetrated into his whole body at once, and he couldn't help shivering. Putting down the bottle, Harry stepped forward, plucking up his courage and seeing purple flames licking his body, but he didn't feel it, apparently the potion was working. Asked at that moment, he couldn't see anything, only the purple flames in front of him, and then he came to the other side smoothly, Asker was waiting for him.

Reaching out his hand to take the potion that Asker handed over, it was a small bottle, like a wine glass, Harry couldn't help but ask: "Asker, why are you coming in? There's only one potion here, and you There's no way to move on."

"Well, there is really only one potion here. Even the smartest person can't turn it into two. This is indeed an unsolvable problem." Ask nodded, and then he took it out of his pocket. A bottle with the same liquid that looked exactly like Harry's, "But, I can get another bottle from somewhere else!"

"Snape..." Harry whispered the name~www.novelbuddy.com~ his face changed slightly, "How could Snape give it to you?"

"Why not?" Ask suddenly laughed, pushed his glasses, and snorted coldly, "I'm with Dean Snape!"

"what?!!"

Asker glanced at Harry, "Did you misunderstand something?"

"It turns out that you and Snape are in the same group!" Harry felt deceived and shouted angrily: "You want to steal the Philosopher's Stone too? Never mind! I won't let you do what you want!"

Touching his chin, Ask jokingly looked at Harry who was on the verge of an enemy, "I knew, you must have misunderstood something."

"I originally thought that you were just a little bit bad, but you are still a good person in essence..."

"There's a lot of nonsense." Asker pouted, and as soon as he waved his hand, the wand in Harry's hand flew into his hand, and pointed Harry's wand at Harry's head, Asker had the attitude of a villain BOSS, He himself also imitated, "Now you have two choices, one is to drink this bottle of medicine, leave here, and move on... The other choice, if you don't drink this bottle of medicine, I will kick you out."

Without any hesitation, Harry grabbed the potion, drank it, then closed his eyes and jumped forward.

"That's right." Asker said to himself, "I just need to take advantage of the fisherman, anyway, you are Harry Potter, you will not die here, will you? "

"Don't let me down!"