MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-Chapter 9 I'm sick! And it's serious!

When Asker, accompanied by the head of Gryffindor House, Professor Minerva McGonagall, returned to the freshman team, everyone had a strange expression.

Her hair was messed up like a bird's nest, because Fox flew too fast, so she couldn't keep her hairstyle or anything; her cheeks were slightly swollen, and Hermione's slap was really hard; her hands were wrapped in gauze, and there were deep bones underneath. The wound, which is left by Fox; the clothes are messy, some places are still torn, you can see the **** inside...

Without the consciousness of being the center of attention at all, Asker greeted Professor McGonagall as if he was nothing, and he walked slowly to the team of freshmen.

Hagrid, who was in charge of guiding the new students, breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to say something, but in the end he just made a cheer gesture to Harry and turned away.

"There was a little accident before, but it's resolved." Professor McGonagall glanced at Asker and raised her voice slightly so that the students in the back row could hear her, "Welcome to Hogwarts. ."

"The opening banquet is about to start, but before you go to the dining hall, you must first determine which college you are going to. Sorting is a very important ceremony, because when you are in school, the college is like you are in the school. Home to Hogwarts. You're going to take classes with the rest of the House, live in the House dorms together, and spend your spare time in the House common room together."

"The names of the four Houses are: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each House has its own glorious history, and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. During your time at Gwarts, your outstanding performance will earn your college points, and any infractions will cost your college points. At the end of the year, the college with the highest score will receive the College Cup, which is very high. The honor. I hope that no matter which college you are assigned to, you can win glory for the college."

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students of the school. I suggest that while you wait, you should tidy up and be more alert."

All the freshmen looked at Ask, and it seemed that there was no one worse than him here.

"What are you looking at? Haven't seen the handsome guy?"

Asker turned around and showed everyone his "trendy" and "fashionable" clothes.

"Hahaha~"

The freshmen couldn't help laughing, and Asker laughed too, and then spit out a word.

"boring."

"..."

"I'll pick you up when it's ready over there." Professor McGonagall said suddenly, "Please keep quiet while you wait."

After speaking, Professor McGonagall left the room and should have gone to the auditorium to report to Dumbledore.

The waiting time always seems to be extraordinarily long, especially for those who have no confidence in their hearts.

There were a few people who, whether it was intentional or what, had been spreading some terrifying remarks there, such as the sorting ceremony was terrifying, painful, and would bleed.

Sometimes, you can't ask an 11-year-old to do well, so those crying, tearful, and restless kids are actually the past of most of us.

Asker, he is not an ordinary 11-year-old boy. Compared with his peers, he does have a sense of vicissitudes as many people have said.

It was not the first time for Ask to attend the opening ceremony. At this time last year, he was thousands of miles away. As a freshman, he was also waiting anxiously.

That opening ceremony was not friendly; that school was not friendly; the people at that school, perhaps using the word "unfriendly" to describe it, were all praises. They seemed to be the enemies of Asker from birth.

A lot of things happened later, and the final result was that Asker dropped out of school, then crossed the European continent, came to England, and came to Hogwarts.

Whether this school welcomes him or not, and whether he can stay in this school depends on the sorting ceremony that follows. From this point of view, he should be nervous.

Dumbledore's attitude is unclear. Asker knows that Dumbledore must recognize him, but Asker can't guess what Dumbledore thinks.

Unfathomable!

There are not many people who can make Asker feel this way, but all of them are tricky people who have made him suffer a lot.

My head is a little swollen, it's time to stop thinking, just wait patiently.

In other words, during the time of thinking, there were three more people beside Asker, two fat and one thin.

Crabbe, Goyle, and Draco.

Gentlemen want revenge, even if the past ten years are not too late.

"Hehe, we meet again."

Draco said with a sneer, Crabbe and Goyle sandwiched Asker, two sturdy arms resting on his shoulders, holding him firmly and hard to break free.

"Well, why add another? Have we met?"

Asker asked back with some doubts. He frowned and pondered with some distress, as if he was seriously recalling something.

This expression was very familiar to Draco. Neville behind him, that idiot, he always had a bad memory, and he also had this expression when he recalled certain things.

Draco was a little angry and funny, how long did it take for this guy in front of him to forget what he did? You know, Crabbe and Goyle still have tissues stuck in their noses, like two wild boars.

"That's it, I understand!"

Ask suddenly suddenly realized that he nodded, then looked apologetically at Crabbe and Goyle's nose, and said in a very sincere, sincere, and serious manner: "So it is, it must be Anser running again. Came out. I'm so sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of Unser!"

Angser?

What is that?

Draco's doubts were written on his face, he cleared his throat, and he made a very stern look, which was learned from his father, Lucius Malfoy. He said to Ask: "Don't try to shirk responsibility! You think this excuse..."

"I'm sick!"

Asker said seriously, UU reading www. uukanshu.com then turned to look at Crabbe and Goyle, and added.

"And it's serious!"

Crabbe and Goyle stayed away from Asker almost immediately, like avoiding snakes and scorpions. It seemed that if they were in contact with him for a while, they would be infected.

He glared fiercely at Crabbe and Goyle, and Draco said contemptuously, "Are you sick? I still have medicine! Your sickness..."

"Oh hehe~"

Asker's expression suddenly became weird, a grotesque smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he twitched morbidly a few times, he interrupted Draco's words.

"There is no cure for my disease!"

Before Draco could speak, he quickly took out a piece of paper from his pocket and threw it to Draco.

Just a cursory glance, Draco's expression changed drastically, he threw the piece of paper to Asker in a panic, and then took Crabbe and Goyle to hide behind the team.

"Tsk tsk, sure enough, this piece of paper is still useful. Fortunately, it wasn't lost."

Asker folded the piece of paper again and slowly put it into his pocket, still with that weird and weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

And Hermione, who came to Ask's side at an unknown time, only saw a few words on the piece of paper in a hurry.

"Ask...split...forget...mistake...forgive..."

"Acquitted!"