Chapter 1695

It took a long time for simple Harry Potter to recover. He squatted down and picked up the card. Then he gave it back to the old man. When he stood up, he was still in a trance.

"How did she do it?"

The old man put away the card, patted Harry gently on the shoulder and said something penetrating:

"I think people are different from each other. Whether it's talent or fate, what do you think?"

Sure enough, Harry Potter covered his chest, and his face suddenly became very tired.

Looking at the young Mr. Porter suffering from psychological trauma, the old man with a Chocolate Frog card in front of him smiles, with a worldly indifference in his eyes.

In fact, the old man knew very well that what happened to Hermione had nothing to do with it, just because the death knell proved that money is what you want.

I was still wrong. If I had known that through the economy, behind the scenes control can achieve the effect of unifying the magic world, why should we kill so many people?

When hallidan felt his rifle was not fragrant, his peers had become the magic benchmark, and he had achieved nothing.

Thinking of this, he recalled the old man's words and asked:

"Sir, have you known our headmaster before?"

The old man came back to his senses with a smile on his face. He turned to help Harry find the matching ammunition:

"he and I have known each other for a long time, but it's a pity that we made a little unhappy. So when he came here the other day, I was embarrassed to go up to see him."

Harry nodded vaguely. He was not very good at saying anything about the relationship between adults. Instead, he asked:

"what do you think I should do after graduation? I've been thinking these days that I don't seem to have any expertise to make a living

"Oh? Do you want to work in this store after graduation? "

The old man turned and he was smiling gracefully.

It's hard to say why an old man has such a refined and intimate ambivalence. Harry saw him as if he wanted to spit out everything in his heart.

"No, no, I didn't Harry shook his head in a hurry. The other day, he saw Professor McGonagall training those Gryffindor seniors like dead dogs. He didn't want to be seen working here in the future: "I want to ask, now that I'm going to be in the fourth grade, is it still time to cultivate a specialty?"

"It's too late to cultivate, but maybe you have your own advantages, but you don't find them." The old hand handed over several magazines, and his warm eyes seemed to be looking at his grandson: "the person who can answer this question is often the one who knows you best, that is, your enemy. Obviously, I am not."

"Enemy?"

Harry thought, as for asking Voldemort what advantages he had, it was impossible. Everyone said he was dead.

What enemies do you have? It seems to be gone. Although Professor Snape always criticizes him, it is basically limited to school.

When I met him outside school, the old bat thought he was the air. He didn't even want to look at him. If he inadvertently turned his eyes on him, Snape dodged as if he had been electrified.

Ron always spoke ill of Snape, but Neville, who was scolded most by the potions Professor, firmly believed that Snape was a good teacher even though he was terrible.

Harry thought Snape was Gryffindor's enemy, but not his own.

So it seems that only Draco can answer this question...

"I see, thank you."

"By the way, you play first. I'll get you something good."

The old man smilingly left, his slightly shaking back a few steps back, instantly disappeared in the air.

"No... alas."

Harry didn't know what to ask. As a clerk here, the old man had to launch such a clever magic spell to hide himself, but maybe that was his hobby?

He shrugged, picked up his rifle and began to enjoy pulling the bolt.

In the evening, Harry, who returned to the broken cauldron bar in the guest room, struggled to get into bed because he had played too much today, his shoulders were blue and blue, and his arms were as soft as noodles, but he was painful and happy.

Originally, he wanted to refuse other people's gifts. After playing in the shop for so long, it was still not good to take other people's things.

However, when he saw the so-called gift, he could not refuse it at all.

These are some pictures, of Lily and James, Harry's parents.

At first, he didn't even recognize who the two were, or the old man told him.

They are said to have been taken on a date in seventh grade, hanging in a photo studio in Diagon Alley. They are now returned to their original owners.

When they died, Harry was too young to have a vague impression. He had heard that Dumbledore had a magic mirror that he wanted to borrow to see his parents.But in the first grade, Hermione was so quick that Harry didn't even have a chance to borrow the mirror. It was later said that it was destroyed in the battle.

Now that he got these photos, Harry's wish was satisfied. He was moved beyond measure. He hugged the old man and kissed him several times, which made him laugh.

Now, lying on the bed, leaning against the pillow, and watching their parents smile so happily when they were young, their golden hair is shining. It's the smell of sunshine.

Harry could not help but laugh. He carefully pressed the photo under his pillow, and his black hair fell into a sea of soft feathers.

He felt relieved and soon fell asleep.

However, in the wand shop at this time, Greenwood had already removed a lot of magic from his body and turned into a middle-aged man with evil smile.

In ordinary times, most of the time, he kept the phantom mantra, that is, invisible state, only to be seen by the people he wanted to see.

Greensworth is the world's No. 1 avatar master. Even Su Ming's thermal imaging eyepiece is invalid to him after he launched stealth. Whenever the shop closes at night, if it's a holiday, the old man always likes to eat, drink and talk with the death knell.

"Where did you find the photos of the potters? There is no limit to this plan. "

eats the hot pot of mutton rolls from the different world, and make complaints about the violin music in the record machine. G Lindval is still tucking him up.

That is to say, in his era, the rule was to fight back and forth between the two sides, but the plan was not aimed at the families of the enemy.

What's like now? Everyone likes to do it to other people's families.

"There's a tea restaurant in Hogsmeade village, remember?" Su Ming uses chopsticks to grab a cow's ball in the hot pot, puts it into the dipping material in front of him and rolls: "it's Hogwarts students' dating Mecca. There will be monstrous goblins dressed as cupids, playing music and taking pictures for lovers. I stole the photos of the potters from there. They used to go there a lot

Greenwood also used chopsticks very well, and the speed of catching crab sticks was not slow at all: "I'm a little suspicious now. Is Harry really their own?"

"James Potter had black hair, no doubt about it." Su Ming replied with a smile, and the next plan was around the photo: "but during his school days, he used magic potions to turn his hair into golden, shiny and special to attract people's attention, because golden hair was more representative of pure blood than black hair, which made him more popular at that time."

Grinderwood had a funny look on his face. He was so hot that he put out his tongue: "another idiot who believes in pure blood."

"James, Lupin, Sirius and Peter Pettigrew, none of them was good at school. Their biggest hobbies were pranks, bullying classmates, and chasing girls." Su Ming handed the old man a soda and continued, "but after graduation, the first three became more serious, and only the one who could become a mouse followed Voldemort."

People can change, even though Sirius tried to murder Snape, he has never apologized.

He cheated Snape into a scream hut and locked him up with lupin, who turned into a full moon night. The werewolf almost tore Snape alive.

Or James didn't want to cause death. He trapped lupin by casting magic, and let Snape free. He was called as saving him and returning it to Lily.

Of course, Snape knew that the truth was the trick of the small group of four "marauders". Since then, he only hated Jamie and them with only red fruits.

But Lily didn't know the truth. She only thought that James had saved Snape, but Snape was bad at her benefactor.

In addition, the group of four once blocked Snape in the campus, hung him upside down with magic, and amused the onlookers by evaluating how long his underwear had not been washed.

At this time, Lily came to save him, but the shy and angry Snape felt embarrassed in front of the person he liked and called to her, "don't worry about it!"

James and their plan succeeded, and Lily fell out with Snape and became James' girlfriend.

According to Su Ming's point of view, this kind of woman is nothing good, with low IQ and EQ, white lotus personality and blindness.

Why do you say that?

Although there is a slight difference in the looks of the actors and actresses in the movies, they are basically the same. When he was young, Professor Snape's actor was ranked 36th on the list of the hottest male stars in the 20th century in the film industry's famous magazine empire.

What level is that? The famous Tom Cruise came in at 47.

What kind of girlfriends can't be found if Snape just washes his hair well?

No way, people just like lily, and because they can give everything, this is probably love. It's illogical at all...

"rat, tut." Sitting on the opposite side, the old man, who was considered by the death knell to be full of love and bitterness, smacked his mouth and took a sip of soda: "the mouse has always been a symbol of traitor and traitor. Animagus can reflect some characteristics of a person's heart, and the image of a mouse is absolutely unreliable."Su Ming nodded, took a sip of the wine bottle at hand, and took the order:

"Jamie's Animagus is a stag, representing his combative nature; Sirius's Animagus is a dog, which means he is loyal; Professor McGonagall is a cat, representing her unpredictable mind. You're right. Mice are traitors, but I can understand why dwarfs betray. "

"Oh?" Even if the early dark lord ate hot pot, he still maintained an elegant manner.

"Wormtail's position in the group of four is a follower. When the other three people can't find a target to tease, they will use him to practice. However, he can't resist and can only smile. He is the one who surrenders ahead of time in order to avoid being bullied behind the bad boy."

The death knell chews food, gives the answer, and does not forget to feed the hanging:

"there are only several kinds of murders in the world, and the most typical one is vendetta. The hatred accumulated over the past decades will not disappear, it will only ferment."

Grinderwald gave a smile. He sighed, as if thinking of his own situation, and looked at the lamp on one side: "it may be fair to plant what cause, what result."

"I don't care about the fairness of others, but it's Snape who has a deal with us now, so I'll make sure he gets his fair share." Su Ming stood up to wipe his mouth and replaced it with a black "suspect" vest: "I have to get the dwarf out of Azkaban. I hope he is not crazy and will bring Voldemort to the place we want him to go in the future."

Greenwood shrugged and quickly stuffed food into his mouth:

"don't worry, I'll go to the broken cauldron bar later and do some tricks in Harry's dream. Alas, he is actually quite silly. If he has no excellent self-skill, why should he accept what a strange Wizard gives him? You see, that's the trick. It's not...

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