DNF Meets Harry Potter

Carl held the magic book in his bandaged hands with some difficulty, and walked towards the dormitory without even preparing lunch.

"Carl, wait!"

Some urgent voices came from behind.

He knew it was Harry Potter, the troublemaker, without even thinking about it. Thinking of the tragic experience last night, the halo of the protagonist of the secret path is awesome.

Carl clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead popped out, he took a deep breath and turned around. All the unhappiness on his face disappeared, replaced by a faint smile.

Be an adult who can switch emotions freely.jpg.

"What do you want me to do?" Carl asked softly.

"We met Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest last night, when he was dueling a very powerful purple robe wizard."

Harry gasped for a moment before telling Carl what he had seen last night.

"Huh~? You said you met Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest last night? You guys are quite brave, even dare to break into the Forbidden Forest at night."

Of course Carl knew that Harry was telling the truth. After all, the wizard who tore up with Voldemort was himself, but the drama was too much.

When it came to breaking into the Forbidden Forest, Hermione blushed and looked a little embarrassed. In the end, Ron told how they were reported by Malfoy and punished to patrol the Forbidden Forest.

"So you're saying that Snape didn't steal the Philosopher's Stone for himself. He stole it for the resurrection of his boss, Voldemort?"

Carl spoke in surprise, and couldn't help but marvel at the imagination of the three of them. At the same time, I feel sad for Snape, who obviously did nothing, and now he has become a minion to assist Voldemort's resurrection.

The name of Hogwarts Pot King is well deserved!

The three nodded, and then began to discuss this major incident. In the end, the three came to the simplest conclusion - find Dumbledore!

Carl listened with relish, he just wanted to be an unknown crowd eating melons, and then wait until the dungeon of the Sorcerer's Stone was opened, and Harry Potter flew to turn Quirrell, who was parasitized by Voldemort, into furnace rock carbon, and then got the magic Stone, turned into Jin Jialong smashed the system in Qianyan's eyes to death, summoned Naiyali, and thus reached the pinnacle of life.

Although the chances of the Philosopher's Stone being genuine are a little small, you have to give it a try no matter how small it is.

It doesn't hurt anyway.

However, as he listened to the conversation between the three, his expressions gradually became more and more strange.

What? ! Find Dumbledore's old glass to deal with this?

Ugly reject!

Deng is so masculine, he doesn't want to meet that old glass who likes to peek into people's inner thoughts.

"Wait, wait! I practiced a new spell these two days and then blew myself up. I have to go to Madam Pomfrey to change the medicine."

Carl's face suddenly changed drastically, and then he stretched out the bandages wrapped around his hands to show Harry and the others, indicating that he was really injured this time.

"Let's go to Madam Pomfrey later. There is no rush to change the dressing. Professor Dumbledore rarely spends time in the principal's office. It would be bad for him to leave if he is late."

However, the three of Harry said that I would not listen and I would not listen, and they were not moved by Carl's superb acting skills. The reckless little lions went straight to him and left.

And how can Karl, who has just experienced a serious injury after the war, break free. The trio stated that the matter was of great importance, and that a single operational error could lead to the resurgence of the Death Eater organization, and then Voldemort's comeback. Then the black haze is about to hang over the British Isles again. Small things like going to the school hospital to see a doctor can be put aside.

"Hey, you are so eager to find Professor Dumbledore. But do you know the password of the headmaster's office?"

Carl, who was carried away by Harry and Ron, said helplessly. He thought to himself why he was so unlucky, such bad things came to him one after another.

"Of course I do! Hagrid told us last night! Iced lemonade!"

Hermione said without looking back.

This time Karl has completely resigned to his fate, okay, isn't it just Old Glass? His current magic cultivation is not too low, so he should be sure that he can't see anything.

...

"Dumbledore! Do you know what the hell you're doing?!"

In the headmaster's room, Dumbledore was sitting on the headmaster's chair, while Snape, opposite him, put his hands on his desk and growled angrily.

"Severus, it's hot now, and it's easy to be irritable. Would you like a glass of iced lemonade? I think you need to calm down..."

Listening to Snape's roar, Dumbledore nonchalantly picked up a pile of cockroaches and chewed them in his mouth.

Hmm~, chocolate flavor, crunchy!

"You don't really have a sweet tooth, do you?! Send a few first-year wizards to deal with the Dark Lord? I think you should be the one who should be calm!"

But Snape still couldn't calm down. Last night, he had a clearer understanding of the combat power of Quirrell and the now semi-crippled Voldemort from Karl, that is, it is absolutely possible to magically destroy those three ignorant grids. Lanffindor was instantly killed.

After Snape said this coldly, he looked towards the door of the principal's office.

"Severus, I think, you might need to back away a bit..."

Dumbledore touched his white beard and said helplessly.

Snape glanced at him coldly, and disappeared instantly with a tap of the wand in his hand.

...

“Iced lemonade!”

Following Hermione's command, the ugly stone statue slowly split into two parts from the middle, and then descended the steps.

Harry and the others came to the principal's office for the first time, and they all observed it curiously.

On the wall of the principal's office, the principals of all generations couldn't help but get a little excited when they saw a few new faces in the principal's office. After all, the principal's office has always been deserted, and they have seen enough of Dumbledore's face.

"Albus, come out quickly! There are a few little guests here, hurry up and pick them up..."

A young headmaster excitedly began to call Dumbledore.

"Oh, Principal Scott, you are still so eager..."

An old but steady voice sounded in the principal's office.

Dumbledore's figure sat on the headmaster's seat at some point.

Seeing Dumbledore, Harry instantly seemed to have found the backbone, and began to talk incoherently about the situation he encountered and his various speculations.

"Professor Dumbledore, it's like this, we have something to report to you!"

"A few days ago, a mysterious dark wizard wearing a black robe tricked Hagrid into getting through Lu Wei. I guess he might be Snape! He wants to steal the magic you hid under that trapdoor Stone came to help resurrect his master Voldemort..."

Harry rattled a lot, then thought about it and added some evidence. For example, his broom was somehow controlled, Snape was bitten by Lu Wei, and he was almost killed by Voldemort in the Forbidden Forest last night.

And Hermione and Ron were helping Harry fill in the specifics in order to hopefully sound more real and convince Dumbledore.

Carl wanted to laugh when he saw how the three of Harry sued Snape aggressively and justifiably to Dumbledore. But it can't be their fault, after all, they don't know that the person involved is at the scene.

The flamboyant old bat once showed off to him, a young single dog, that Lily gave him a bottle of expensive men's perfume from the Muggle world at Christmas...

Carl sniffed the air around him somewhat intoxicated. Yes, although it is very light, but that is the taste!

Thank you book friend Tianshang Baiyujing Jiucheng Twelfth Floor for the reward of 100 starting coins, thank you book friend Chunqiu Hen for the reward of 500 starting coins, and thank you book friend Law for the last moral reward of 500 starting coins (ˇˇ)