What the hell are you thinking? !

I'm very busy, so don't worry if you don't see me, you know? "

"OK, all right!"

Harry never refused Asa's words, since Asa said it was fine, then it was really fine.

"Asa, today, those strange things happened around me again, tell me, am I really a monster?"

With his head lowered and his feet scrambling in circles on the ground, Harry was very inferior. Ever since he was a child, some incomprehensible things always happened around him.

"Harry, didn't I tell you? You are not a monster, and have strange things happened to me? Then am I also a monster?" The child began to feel inferior again. In other words, after these two years Teach me, Harry is no longer so inferior that he thinks that he is sorry for the whole world, and sometimes he even pretends to be pitiful and pedantic to earn some tears of sympathy from the neighbors to make his life easier, but for Mao, why do you seek comfort for Mao who still maintains the pitiful puppy look he met for the first time when he came to him?Could it be that he has such a fatherly halo? ?

"Asa is not a monster!" Harry said emotionally, "And there was a strange phenomenon in Asa once!"

"Ah, that's because Harry, you are too emotional, but it's true, Harry is still a child~~"

"I'm not a child anymore!!" Harry dissatisfied, "And Asa, you are only two days older than me!"

"Two days old is also big, come on, Harry, call brother to come and listen!"

"No, Asa sounds better!"

"Hehe, you are still a child!"

"I've grown up!"

Harry frowned and retorted excitedly, but his heart was soft. Looking at the gentle Asa smiling in front of him, Harry felt very satisfied. Even if his parents were gone, even if his aunt's family hated him, as long as there was Asa, on it, his Asa, is the most important!

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Playing with Harry until the sun went down, Harry reluctantly left his aunt's house in the park. Asa watched Harry walk away until he could no longer see Harry's shadow, and his smile slowed down. Slowly withdrew from Asa's mouth, his eyes fell on the ground, Asa felt helpless, ten years old, Harry, it's really a beautiful day without any conflicts, but, how can such a beautiful day last? How long?

Shaking off the confusion for a moment, Asa walked towards the orphanage, greeted the other orphans with a smile, returned to the room, stretched out his hand to hold the pendant tightly, and after a while of tugging, Asa arrived at Voldemort Manor, looked around, Voldy was not found.

"Lala!"

With a bang, a house elf appeared in front of Asa, bowed respectfully at ninety degrees, and lowered his head, "Little Master Asa, Lala has met Little Master Asa!"

Asa actually has a good impression of house elves, magical creatures that are naturally slavish. They clean, cook, and are loyal. To the point that, for the first year, Asa hadn't even known there were house-elves on the estate.

"Lara, where's Voldy?"

"Go back to little master, Master Voldemort is in the basement!"

Asa was very satisfied with Lala's humble but not overly agitated behavior, so generally speaking, he would go to Lala, the veteran house elf, for any requests. The elf was so excitable that he couldn't help but banging his head against the wall after saying a word.

"Okay, you go down!"

"Yes, little master Asa, Lala is leaving!" After speaking, she disappeared on the spot.

Asa headed towards the study room. Since Voldy was in the basement, he was probably doing experiments on Horcruxes again, so he didn't want to bother. With his ability, he could help with everything except finding information in books. No, this sense of powerlessness made him really depressed.

Opening the study door, Asa magnified the book in his pocket and put it back in place, looking for a new target in the rows of books. Suddenly, a strange fluctuation made him focus on one point, Mystery of the Dark Arts?Um?When did this book come out?Why haven't I seen it before?

Reach out, pull this book out of the shelf, what a strong magic wave, open it, a strong wave exploded in the study room, and in an instant, except for Asa's side, all the study rooms were blown up, bang With a sound, the book fell to the ground, and Asa felt as if something was colliding in his body. The pain made him lose consciousness almost instantly, and it slowly slid down. The last image left in his eyes was a face full of Anxious Voldy...

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17. Merlin's second joke...

pain!The whole body was in pain as if falling apart, Asa opened his eyes with difficulty, his vision was still a little blurry, and he could only see the whiteness on the ceiling, and he slowed down his breathing. After a long time, Asa had accumulated enough to support himself. Grinding his teeth, trying to ignore the pain in his body, Asa propped himself up on the head of the bed with his hands, the blue walls, the wooden bookshelves, and the brown carpet looked soft and light-colored. The curtains are half open, outside the window, the sky is clear, it is a good weather, but, where is this?

Regardless of the size or layout of this room, he was sure that this was neither an orphanage nor a Voldemort manor, so where is this? Voldy and them?He didn't believe that Voldy would throw the injured him to an unknown place, he lowered his head, and saw the hand tightly grasping the sheet, fair and slender, with good skin, smooth and smooth, the touch should not be bad, But, who will tell him why his ten-year-old child's little hand turned into this grown-up hand when he woke up from a coma for a while?Could it be that he has been in a coma for several years?Do not make jokes!

He slowly moved his feet out of the bed, and stopped short of breath. After about half an hour, he regained his strength, gritted his teeth and supported the bed, and slowly stood up. The weakness in his legs almost Let him throw himself on the ground, step by step, slowly walk along the wall to the door, open it, the beige sofa and the brown carpet, the flame in the fireplace is still jumping, the hall is empty, walking to the sofa, really Asa, who had no strength, fell on the sofa, waiting for the pain in his body to pass.

It's not that he doesn't want to release a few healing spells on himself, it's because the magic power in his body collides so badly that there is no way to gather the magic power, let alone the difficult technical task of releasing wandless magic. Moreover, for some reason, his soul was very unstable, clamoring, and seemed to want to break free, tearing pain, was Voldy enduring such pain?

Taking advantage of the time when he collapsed on the sofa and couldn't do anything except rest, he still thought about why he passed out?His memory ended after he opened the Mysterious History of the Black Arts, and the shock like an explosion made him fall into a coma completely. However, why would an explosion occur just by turning over a book?

Slowly thinking, but the physical strength has reached the limit, the pain in the soul and the pain in the body are concurrent, and the consciousness begins to dim. After a while, Asa fell into a deep sleep again...

When I opened my eyes again, my body felt much better. At least, the pain was no longer the same as before, as if it was tearing in the depths of my soul. After recuperating the powerful magic power that was churning for a while, Asa stood up, First, he has to figure out where is this?

From the second floor to the first floor, I searched every room, but Asa didn't find anything except what I thought was the second creature. Returning to the room at the beginning, Asa began to search around, trying to find anything related to this creature. In the desk drawer, Asa found something similar to a notebook, with a name written in the lower right corner of the notebook: Danny Gaviken.

Although I don't want to read other people's privacy, but now Asa doesn't care about it anymore. I opened the notebook and looked slowly, only to find that this notebook is a diary, the diary of Danny Gaviken, Danny. Gaviken is also a wizard, but his parents died, leaving nothing but a house and a small amount of inheritance. He was 11 years old and enrolled in Durmstrang. Seven years, graduating with the most ordinary grades, no real friends, after graduation, I went back home, ready to find a job, just like this ordinary life, the diary ends here, the following date is July 1900 No. 31.

There is no special information, but this person's wish is quite similar to his own, ordinary to old!Asa thought casually, suddenly, his face changed drastically, Durmstrang? !As far as he knew, this school was no longer in the UK, so he was taken abroad?His body was shaking a little. Asa propped his hands on the table, lowered his head and panted, and the golden hair fell down like the sun hanging in the sky... golden hair? !Asa's face turned paler than before. If his memory is correct, his hair was black. He stumbled into the bathroom, raised his head, his feet went limp, and he slipped to the ground.

The person in the mirror has blond half-long hair, and his pale face cannot be concealed