MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-v2 Chapter 58 read file

The game that can be archived in the true sense has appeared since Nintendo's "The Legend of Zelda" in 1986.

After the matter was settled, I asked my big cousin to help me settle the bastard, and then nothing happened. Well, I owe my big cousin a favor, that's another thing.

Lessons learned, hehe, it's a pity that there is no chance to start over in life, there is only one chance...

Thank you for your concern!

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The wind roars, the turbid waves are emptied, the sun and stars are shining, the mountains...the prison is hidden.

For a long time, Azkaban had only two kinds of weather, one was cloudy and the other was stormy, and when Dumbledore appeared here, there was a third kind of weather—

The sky is clear, and the wind is gentle.

It’s been a long time since I don’t know how many years the sun shines on this cursed land. A different kind of air has penetrated into the prisoners’ lungs. Unlike the previous air full of resentment and despair, this time there is more air. some vigor and vitality and something the prisoners themselves have given up—

hope!

I don't know how many prisoners struggled to drag their dying bodies to the door and window, and stretched out their trembling hands to catch the sunlight. Lost **** skin, empty eyes, disheveled hair like weeds, scrawny body without human form... These prisoners are no longer human now, because it is impossible for human beings to live in this hellish land, and they are slowly being killed. The land assimilates, and when they die, their bodies merge with the land and become part of the Azkaban prison.

Azkaban Prison is a monster!

"let me out!"

A crying voice sounded. Dumbledore stood at the door of the prison and looked up. In a room on the fourth floor, a unkempt prisoner was shaking the door and shouting hoarsely. Dumbledore knew him, he was a little-known Death Eater, the most remarkable thing he ever did was to attack a Muggle orphanage, turning it into ruins, and he was said to have been met by Voldemort himself Yes, it was praised.

"let me out!"

When he first entered Azkaban, he also shouted that. He was laughing and shouting, because he was convinced that Voldemort, whom he had allegiance, must still be alive, that he would come back, and that his experience in Azkaban would be his glory. The feng shui turns, and no one has the last laugh. After more than ten years, Voldemort has not come back, but they are almost swallowed by Azkaban prison.

"I want to go home... woo woo... let me out..."

The prisoner's tears ran down his cheeks, and two white lines appeared on his dirty face, which were the original color of the skin. These two lines became wider and wider, and the prisoner's emotions became more and more excited. Ten years of torture did not make him give up, but a ray of sunshine ruined his faith and persistence.

"Let me out, and I'll tell you everything I know: there are some Death Eaters who haven't been caught, and some looted treasures are still hiding in hiding... Let me out, and I'll tell you all!"

After a moment of silence, Azkaban prison was boiling!

"Damn it!" someone cursed.

"I also know a lot of secrets, let me out and I'll tell you all!" someone begged.

Dumbledore stood there, his expression stern and unmoved, as if all this had nothing to do with him. Judging from his expression, I'm afraid no one would believe that the idea of ​​letting these prisoners bask in the sun was his idea.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic appeared here very quickly. They seemed to be well prepared, methodical, and meticulous in their work: to bring out prisoners who were willing to confess, and to give the prisoners who were still recalcitrant a deep spit.

There is a hidden exception to the three unforgivable spells, which is that they can be used without restrictions in Azkaban Prison, where people are not protected by the Wizarding Code, and in Muggle terms are deprived of their human rights.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic didn't seem to see Dumbledore, and Dumbledore didn't interfere with their work. After a while, he walked into the prison through the gate and began to visit a prisoner, a very special prisoner.

Walking slowly up the third floor, Dumbledore took out a photo from his pocket. The protagonist of the photo was a girl with pink hair and two cute little dimples on his face. He was about eleven or twelve years old. . I flipped through the photo, and the girl's name was written on the white background on the back—

Delia Hill.

Some things that are difficult for Asker are easy for Dumbledore. Relying on memory, Dumbledore stopped at the door of a cell. There were no prisoners in the five rooms to the left and right of this cell. It could be said that it was very quiet, and it could also be said to be very lonely.

"Dong, dong, dong~"

Dumbledore knocked on the door lightly, as if he was visiting someone. He could open this door easily, but he chose to knock first to ask the consent of the people inside.

polite?

Part of the reason, but not all, is the man behind this door that Dumbledore also takes seriously.

"Please come in."

The voice that came from behind the door was a pleasant female voice. It was estimated that she was only thirteen or fourteen years old. The voice was a little awkward and unnatural, and it might be in the period of inflection.

"excuse me."

Dumbledore pushed open the door and walked into the cell. The great thing about Azkaban's cell is that you don't need to turn your eyes to see everything inside. But here, it's impossible to do that, because this cell is interesting.

Azkaban's most comfortable cell is probably here. Dumbledore's evaluation of this place is: This is a very ordinary girl's bedroom, so ordinary that he can't find anything unusual. But if compared to other cells, this place couldn't be more special.

If the other cells are prison cells, then this place is simply paradise, with one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen, one bathroom, and a study room. Except that there is no balcony, this place is simply a simplified version of an apartment.

Dumbledore was standing in the living room. He seemed a little overwhelmed when he first came here. Even he didn't know there was such a special house in Azkaban. This is no longer a prison cell.

"Please sit down."

On the sofa in the living room, the owner of the house, Delia Hill, waved to Dumbledore. Opposite her, there was a sofa beside the coffee table, and on the coffee table was a glass of iced lemonade, one of Dumbledore's favorite drinks.

"You know I'm back." Dumbledore said in a positive tone. He glanced at the iced lemon juice, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked it up and took a sip, "It seems that you are much stronger than I thought, In a place like Azkaban..."

"If you were locked in Azkaban three hundred and forty-five times, I think you would be able to set this place up as a decent... home like I did."

Delia Hill is holding a book in her hand. From the cover, it can be seen that this is a book about ancient runes. Dumbledore has read it. This is a very mysterious book, but it doesn't look like ten. Three or four-year-old Delia Hill seemed to be taking it easy.

"Three hundred and forty-five times..." Dumbledore said softly, his expression a little confused, but also a little clear: "So in these three hundred and forty-five times, how many times have I come here?"

"Two hundred and eighty-seven times." Delia said without raising her head.

"Then, you should know my purpose."

"Although I have repeated those words sixty-seven times, you obviously didn't remember them, but there should be some vague impressions in your head, which guide you to find this place." Delia closed the book and quietly Looking at Dumbledore, "To be able to do this, Dumbledore, you are really scary."

"Is this a compliment?"

Delia nodded: "The only wizards I've met who can do this are you, Voldemort, and Nicole LeMay. You three are the wizards who really 'remember', although only vaguely. Impressions...Other people, the **** Barrow, Snape, Sulug, the ghosts of Hogwarts...they only remember this time, 13,765 times before, they No impression."

"This has all happened 13,766 times?" Dumbledore took a deep breath, his expression a little solemn, "When will it end?"

"I have answered this question to you thirty-two times." Delia's expression was a little helpless, "I don't know either."

"How on earth can this end?"

"I have answered this question to you seventeen times." Delia smiled bitterly, "only he knows, because he is the protagonist, I am just a bystander, and you are insiders. When he said that everything can end , it will all end.”

"Who is he?"

"You have already seen him."

Dumbledore nodded. Judging from the current conversation, he did not come in vain today. Of course, this may be what Delia Hill expected.

"Answer one more question, and you should go." Delia said suddenly, "don't ask why, because once you know it, things won't run on the right track."

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows. Such a conversation was really exhausting. He smiled wryly and asked, "Then what should I ask? You should know what I will ask, right?"

"You will ask five questions. The circumstances of these five questions are different. Based on the current situation, you should ask...Why is this happening?" Delia said lightly, she picked up the book and looked away On those esoteric runes, "1960 was a pivotal year, and January 1st of that year was a pivotal day...if he dies some day after, then both he and I will be pulled back." That day, everything started again."

"Can you be more specific?"

"I suggest you play Muggle games. Nintendo's The Legend of Zelda is very good." Delia's words made Dumbledore laugh and cry, but he continued to listen. "Remember what I said, you can understand when you go back and play that game... January 1, 1960 is the only save point, if he dies in the next game, then he can only read the file and start over, because My particularity, I will also re-read the file with him, but I have all the memories of the past, which he can't do."

"All the memories of 13,766 readings?" Dumbledore gasped, he really wanted to shout "God" now. After stabilizing his emotions, he asked, "So you have experienced 400,000 years?"

"Not so much." Delia said lightly, "there were many times when he died just after birth, and at least 10,000 times out of 13,766 times, he didn't live to his first time. Graduated from Hogwarts. You should know, he is a man who likes to die, and he can't control himself to do it, which is a very troublesome problem."

Dumbledore was speechless: "..."

"A powerful wizard, such as you, can leave a little impression after so many readings. This impression will gradually deepen until you are aware of it, and then there will be 287 times you come here. The experience of getting here." Delia's words made Dumbledore suddenly realize, "Every time he dies, he will have a little impression of retention, the next time he goes to the place where he died, he will have a strange feeling, if you deal with it properly , he can turn a bad luck into a good one, if not, he will die, and then read the file again, and the cycle goes on and on."

"I..." Dumbledore wanted to say something, but Delia simply ordered the expulsion: "You should go, Dumbledore."

"...Then, thank you!"