Chapter 1 1 The Beginning of the Cut
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Hen Kun De Guo San Sui
Late at night, thunder raged and heavy rain continued to pound on the road. "Master, that's right, just park at the entrance of the community." A fat boy in the taxi directed the driver with an excited expression.
"Young man, it's raining so hard and you've been working all day. How about I send you to the stairs." The driver said to the boy who was hunched over from exhaustion without looking back.
"No need, Master, my express delivery has just arrived. Go to the gate to pick up the express delivery and then go back. It's not far anyway." The young man said to the driver with a smile on his face.Whenever kindness was shown to someone, he was always willing to respond with a smile of his own.
The night was dark, and the tired body could not conceal the excitement in the young man's eyes. He got out of the car, scanned the QR code, and opened the cabinet in one go.I saw the young man taking out a long box from the express cabinet. After opening the box with excitement and violence, he revealed the exquisite wooden box inside.
Braving the rain, the young man opened the box and saw a fifteen-inch long Elder Wand in the box. "Hehe, the goods have finally arrived. It is fifteen inches long, made of snake-pattern poplar wood. The core of the staff is a metal rod made of titanium silver alloy, which increases the strength and is engraved with seal inscriptions. Damn it, it is indeed a high-end version that I paid for in one month's salary. "
The young man couldn't put it down and stroked his new toy as if it were real gold. The heavy rain did not dampen the young man's enthusiasm.
Suddenly the young man looked back and looked at the road he had walked. After all, at the age of 25 and [-], even if he loves Harry Potter, it would still be a shame to have others see his bad behavior, especially the elders and aunts in his neighborhood. Fortunately, It was late at night, and no one was still awake to see the young man sneaking around.
"This weather is really suitable!" The young man raised his newly arrived wand and shouted in a low voice with a confused and crazy look on his face, "The bones are back!"
Boom!God seemed to be particularly cooperative with the young man. A huge bolt of lightning hit the tip of the wand that the young man had just raised.The poor young man also fell down in response, "Damn, the tip draws thunder, and physics is in vain, but it seems like I have cast a curse, a curse that only happens once in a lifetime, hahahahahaha, I am finally not a Muggle anymore."
The consciousness is getting deeper and deeper. This is the last consciousness of a poor senior fan before death.
In the UK, on the same thunderstorm night, a couple was in the house. The wife was holding her husband and crying, clutching a report in her hand, "No, William, no, this is not true. God will not do this to me!" "
"It's okay Lisa, it's not a big deal, we can adopt a child, it's not your fault, really."
The man tried his best to comfort the woman, and the wood crackled and burned in the fireplace in the living room, but this warm scene did not seem to warm the woman's inner despair at all.
Lisa is a police officer in Scotland. She is brave and capable and solves strange cases many times. However, due to an accident, a bullet injured her lower left abdomen. Although she tried her best to save her, she still left some root causes of the disease. After all, she was injured at that time. The one who performed the surgery was William, who was holding him now. To be honest, William probably knew what the surgery meant from the beginning, but he still fell in love with this heroic policewoman like a moth to a flame.
"It's okay, Lisa, I'll love you no matter what."
William held Lisa in his arms and comforted her constantly. After all, as a well-known gentle man, these small problems are really not worth his love for his wife.
Boom, a thunder sounded, "Oh my god, this thunder will never end. Lisa, don't be sad. We can adopt a child. Believe me, we will treat him like our own child. In fact, this is not the case." What a difference, isn't it?" The man gently brushed away the tears from his wife's eyes and said to her gently.
boom!A loud bang resounded through the sky, and the powerful flash even overshadowed the lights in the room. The two people in the room became silent for an instant, and the sad wife also stopped crying, as if she had been frightened.
"Damn it, I've never seen a thunderstorm like this. The thunder seemed to hit us on the head."
William complained softly, and his wife in his arms seemed to sense something.
"Quiet, William, I seem to hear a child crying,"
"This is impossible! No one will bring their children out in this damn weather!" William said with a sure look on his face, as if he was determined.
"Wait, damn! I heard it too!" William, who had just finished retorting to his wife, suddenly looked at his wife in disbelief.
The couple carefully followed the cry and opened the door to find a child crying at the gate. At the same time, he held tightly in his hand a wooden stick with a burnt tip and even some molten metal leaking out.
"Oh, poor child." Lisa hugged the crying child with motherly love on her face.
"Who is so heartless as to leave such a young child here in this weather! What an irresponsible parent. Wait, William, let's adopt this child!" Lisa looked at the people around her expectantly. husband.
"This is not good, Lisa, you are a policeman. I think we should investigate. At least we can't just raise the child at home. At least we need to give the child a normal procedure. I hope he can grow up healthily." William said with a look on his face Said to Lisa with a smile.
How miraculous. Today they just received a report from the hospital, indicating that they may never have children in their lifetime, and God gave them a little angel in the evening.
"Charles." Lisa said to William, "I want to call him Charles. It's a boy William."
"It's a nice name, isn't it?" William smiled and looked at his wife in his arms, and the child who looked at them stupidly in his arms.
"Well, Lisa, I think we need to go in. It's too cold outside. We need to find some warm blankets for the child. Also, the stick in his hand, I think maybe we should keep it. After all, it's The only thing this child brought, maybe, when he gets older, we will tell him, but before that, I think we still have to put away the stick, after all, it is a bit too dangerous for a child to hold these."
William said over and over again as he hugged his wife and walked home. During this process, he did not forget to try hard to grab the wooden stick from Charles's hand, and kept making faces at the little Charles in his wife's arms, trying to make him laugh. he.After all, for a couple who have no hope of having children, Charles is like a gift from God. The couple does not recommend giving all their love to this cute little guy.
While the couple was celebrating their newborn child at home, in a majestic castle in the Scottish Highlands, a quill suddenly flew up automatically without wind, and wrote Charles's words on a book. name.
"Oh, another cute little wizard has been born. It's wonderful, isn't it Mag?"
An old man with a beard long enough to be braided said with a smile to the serious-looking lady who had just entered the office.
"Yes Albus, although he will not enter school until eleven years later, I think if you are very free, I hope you can help me prepare this year's admission letter for the little wizard or care about your students, instead of Watching the school record the list of new students here! To be honest, this doesn’t quite fit in with your reputation as a bearded principal.”
The lady named Mag stared at the old man with a serious face, suppressing the anger in her heart and glaring at the old man.
"Oh my God, Dumbledore, even if you are the principal, I ask you to write some letters for me, or help pick up the new students. I have even sent Professor Snape here, and the manpower is very tight. Please Remember the principal's responsibilities as soon as possible, even if it is to help pick up new students."
Dumbledore's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he blinked in embarrassment. Even though he was the principal, when the new students were busy taking off, the entire Hogwarts was full of lions from this serious Lion House. The king’s world.
"Okay, Minerva, let me see. I'd better go pick up the new students. Don't be so serious. After all, the darkness has left us for the time being, right?"
The old man picked up his wand with a smile and walked out. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.
"Yes Albus, I think we will all need help until poor little Harry enters school. I think you will participate in our activities to welcome new students in the next 11 years. There are more and more wizards born by Muggles. There are more, which is good. Now you don’t need to be busy with anything else. You can just shoulder the responsibilities of the principal, which can also make us less tired."
Professor McGonagall walked to the freshman catalog without looking back, waved her wand and directed her quill to write a letter.
"Okay, dear Vice-Principal." Dumbledore made a rare joke, blinked cheerfully and continued to walk out, "The happy time of the elderly is always short, isn't it? But looking at a It's interesting for a little life to go from being confused to being extremely excited, isn't it?" Thinking of this, the old man named Dumbledore quickly accelerated his pace. After all, now that the darkness is far away, he can relax a little and just be satisfied. It's not bad to have some naughty jokes from the old man occasionally, isn't it?
"Young man, it's raining so hard and you've been working all day. How about I send you to the stairs." The driver said to the boy who was hunched over from exhaustion without looking back.
"No need, Master, my express delivery has just arrived. Go to the gate to pick up the express delivery and then go back. It's not far anyway." The young man said to the driver with a smile on his face.Whenever kindness was shown to someone, he was always willing to respond with a smile of his own.
The night was dark, and the tired body could not conceal the excitement in the young man's eyes. He got out of the car, scanned the QR code, and opened the cabinet in one go.I saw the young man taking out a long box from the express cabinet. After opening the box with excitement and violence, he revealed the exquisite wooden box inside.
Braving the rain, the young man opened the box and saw a fifteen-inch long Elder Wand in the box. "Hehe, the goods have finally arrived. It is fifteen inches long, made of snake-pattern poplar wood. The core of the staff is a metal rod made of titanium silver alloy, which increases the strength and is engraved with seal inscriptions. Damn it, it is indeed a high-end version that I paid for in one month's salary. "
The young man couldn't put it down and stroked his new toy as if it were real gold. The heavy rain did not dampen the young man's enthusiasm.
Suddenly the young man looked back and looked at the road he had walked. After all, at the age of 25 and [-], even if he loves Harry Potter, it would still be a shame to have others see his bad behavior, especially the elders and aunts in his neighborhood. Fortunately, It was late at night, and no one was still awake to see the young man sneaking around.
"This weather is really suitable!" The young man raised his newly arrived wand and shouted in a low voice with a confused and crazy look on his face, "The bones are back!"
Boom!God seemed to be particularly cooperative with the young man. A huge bolt of lightning hit the tip of the wand that the young man had just raised.The poor young man also fell down in response, "Damn, the tip draws thunder, and physics is in vain, but it seems like I have cast a curse, a curse that only happens once in a lifetime, hahahahahaha, I am finally not a Muggle anymore."
The consciousness is getting deeper and deeper. This is the last consciousness of a poor senior fan before death.
In the UK, on the same thunderstorm night, a couple was in the house. The wife was holding her husband and crying, clutching a report in her hand, "No, William, no, this is not true. God will not do this to me!" "
"It's okay Lisa, it's not a big deal, we can adopt a child, it's not your fault, really."
The man tried his best to comfort the woman, and the wood crackled and burned in the fireplace in the living room, but this warm scene did not seem to warm the woman's inner despair at all.
Lisa is a police officer in Scotland. She is brave and capable and solves strange cases many times. However, due to an accident, a bullet injured her lower left abdomen. Although she tried her best to save her, she still left some root causes of the disease. After all, she was injured at that time. The one who performed the surgery was William, who was holding him now. To be honest, William probably knew what the surgery meant from the beginning, but he still fell in love with this heroic policewoman like a moth to a flame.
"It's okay, Lisa, I'll love you no matter what."
William held Lisa in his arms and comforted her constantly. After all, as a well-known gentle man, these small problems are really not worth his love for his wife.
Boom, a thunder sounded, "Oh my god, this thunder will never end. Lisa, don't be sad. We can adopt a child. Believe me, we will treat him like our own child. In fact, this is not the case." What a difference, isn't it?" The man gently brushed away the tears from his wife's eyes and said to her gently.
boom!A loud bang resounded through the sky, and the powerful flash even overshadowed the lights in the room. The two people in the room became silent for an instant, and the sad wife also stopped crying, as if she had been frightened.
"Damn it, I've never seen a thunderstorm like this. The thunder seemed to hit us on the head."
William complained softly, and his wife in his arms seemed to sense something.
"Quiet, William, I seem to hear a child crying,"
"This is impossible! No one will bring their children out in this damn weather!" William said with a sure look on his face, as if he was determined.
"Wait, damn! I heard it too!" William, who had just finished retorting to his wife, suddenly looked at his wife in disbelief.
The couple carefully followed the cry and opened the door to find a child crying at the gate. At the same time, he held tightly in his hand a wooden stick with a burnt tip and even some molten metal leaking out.
"Oh, poor child." Lisa hugged the crying child with motherly love on her face.
"Who is so heartless as to leave such a young child here in this weather! What an irresponsible parent. Wait, William, let's adopt this child!" Lisa looked at the people around her expectantly. husband.
"This is not good, Lisa, you are a policeman. I think we should investigate. At least we can't just raise the child at home. At least we need to give the child a normal procedure. I hope he can grow up healthily." William said with a look on his face Said to Lisa with a smile.
How miraculous. Today they just received a report from the hospital, indicating that they may never have children in their lifetime, and God gave them a little angel in the evening.
"Charles." Lisa said to William, "I want to call him Charles. It's a boy William."
"It's a nice name, isn't it?" William smiled and looked at his wife in his arms, and the child who looked at them stupidly in his arms.
"Well, Lisa, I think we need to go in. It's too cold outside. We need to find some warm blankets for the child. Also, the stick in his hand, I think maybe we should keep it. After all, it's The only thing this child brought, maybe, when he gets older, we will tell him, but before that, I think we still have to put away the stick, after all, it is a bit too dangerous for a child to hold these."
William said over and over again as he hugged his wife and walked home. During this process, he did not forget to try hard to grab the wooden stick from Charles's hand, and kept making faces at the little Charles in his wife's arms, trying to make him laugh. he.After all, for a couple who have no hope of having children, Charles is like a gift from God. The couple does not recommend giving all their love to this cute little guy.
While the couple was celebrating their newborn child at home, in a majestic castle in the Scottish Highlands, a quill suddenly flew up automatically without wind, and wrote Charles's words on a book. name.
"Oh, another cute little wizard has been born. It's wonderful, isn't it Mag?"
An old man with a beard long enough to be braided said with a smile to the serious-looking lady who had just entered the office.
"Yes Albus, although he will not enter school until eleven years later, I think if you are very free, I hope you can help me prepare this year's admission letter for the little wizard or care about your students, instead of Watching the school record the list of new students here! To be honest, this doesn’t quite fit in with your reputation as a bearded principal.”
The lady named Mag stared at the old man with a serious face, suppressing the anger in her heart and glaring at the old man.
"Oh my God, Dumbledore, even if you are the principal, I ask you to write some letters for me, or help pick up the new students. I have even sent Professor Snape here, and the manpower is very tight. Please Remember the principal's responsibilities as soon as possible, even if it is to help pick up new students."
Dumbledore's smile suddenly froze on his face, and he blinked in embarrassment. Even though he was the principal, when the new students were busy taking off, the entire Hogwarts was full of lions from this serious Lion House. The king’s world.
"Okay, Minerva, let me see. I'd better go pick up the new students. Don't be so serious. After all, the darkness has left us for the time being, right?"
The old man picked up his wand with a smile and walked out. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.
"Yes Albus, I think we will all need help until poor little Harry enters school. I think you will participate in our activities to welcome new students in the next 11 years. There are more and more wizards born by Muggles. There are more, which is good. Now you don’t need to be busy with anything else. You can just shoulder the responsibilities of the principal, which can also make us less tired."
Professor McGonagall walked to the freshman catalog without looking back, waved her wand and directed her quill to write a letter.
"Okay, dear Vice-Principal." Dumbledore made a rare joke, blinked cheerfully and continued to walk out, "The happy time of the elderly is always short, isn't it? But looking at a It's interesting for a little life to go from being confused to being extremely excited, isn't it?" Thinking of this, the old man named Dumbledore quickly accelerated his pace. After all, now that the darkness is far away, he can relax a little and just be satisfied. It's not bad to have some naughty jokes from the old man occasionally, isn't it?
