DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It really surprised me. I thought Mr. Malfoy would want to avenge his children ..." Carl lowered his eyes and smiled mysteriously.

Lucius was already thinking about how to treat Karl at this time. After an unintentional test by Draco just now, he clearly had an intuitive understanding of Karl's strength.

I am afraid that the Dark Lord is no match for him at this age. Perhaps an investment is a better result. Today, the situation in the magic world is changing. Last year, the news from Hogwarts that the Dark Lord tempted Chilo to try to resurrect but was blocked has already been confirmed by these old blood families.

In his heart, he said that he didn't want Voldemort to come back at all. If the madman comes back, when he sees his men live a very luxurious life with peace of mind, he will surely kill and vent his anger, and he may not be sure that a few of the 28 pure-blood families will be completely annihilated in the river of time.

"I'm sorry for Draco's recklessness ..."

With an iconic smile on his face, Lucius said that the basic principle of a good Slytherin-the supremacy of interests, played most vividly in him.

Carl nodded seemingly indifferently, but actually revisited Lucius. After making contact with the present in the Boginbock store, he found that the Malfoy family could nourish and moisturize after Voldemort fell.

At least, their situation is very accurate, and they will make the right choice accordingly, no matter how much the cost is.

The word of the brave man's broken wrist is not just talking. At the peak of Voldemort, the Malfoy family can almost be regarded as the few families with the deepest contact with him, and even the diary of one of the Horcruxes was given to him. Only Black and the Lestrange family can surpass their estimates. In order to escape the sanctions of the Ministry of Magic, they can maintain today's bright and beautiful, and do not know how much they have paid in secret ...

"Sure enough, the pure-blood family who can live up to the present is not simple ..."

Carl thought secretly in his heart that he wouldn't want to deal with this group of old foxes unless it was necessary and when he broke his face and started to work directly.

It is not always possible to lift the table, it depends on the specific situation ...

After seemingly friendly communication with Carl, Lucius looked at Harry Potter again.

The title of savior of the magic world is not in vain after all. The real situation of the Tenilone family is that they all know this pure blood. Her ancestors are suspected of having been cursed, and the essence is the prophecy that will be fulfilled. Otherwise, Voldemort would not tirelessly want to end this prophecy.

Because he was afraid ...

But in the end, instead he was led by prophecy and he finally succeeded Harry ...

"Mr. Porter, we finally met ..."

Lucius reached out to Harry with a clear intention.

Punch doesn't make a smile, but Lucius's attitude was just right. Harry hesitated and shook hands with each other.

"Please forgive me……"

Then Lucius leaned forward, and the cane gently pulled Harry's hair away.

"Sure enough, as is rumored, your scar is a legend ..."

Seeing the scars on Harry's head with his own eyes, Lucius passed a mysterious smile at the corner of his mouth, his eyes somewhat blurred, as if recalling the dark years.

"The man who made the legend doesn't yet know in which dark corner there is a persistent pant ..."

Karla said sarcastically over Harry that Voldemort was humble enough to live to that point.

"The world is impermanent, and it's better to make more preparations than nothing. In addition, Mr. Harris, Malfoy Manor welcomes your guests at any time ..."

Lucius shook his head gently with a smile, grabbing Draco behind him and taking two steps quickly and quickly disappeared into everyone's eyes.

Karl stared quietly at their distant back, and a plan slowly formed. If it is done, maybe the Malfoy family will be pitted by him this time without even a pair of pants ...

"Karl, did you buy your book? How can I still spend more time shopping than I do!"

At this time, Nayali walked around Diagon Alley for a long time, and walked in slowly with a lollipop in her mouth. The large package of snacks and accessories she was holding immediately caused his note.

Carl looked at the things in her hand, and he couldn't help twitching at the corners of his eyes. Judging from the bells and whistles of packaging, he knew that it was definitely expensive.

In just one day, Nyali estimated that he spent three or four hundred gold gallons, which is equivalent to Mr. Weasley's salary in the Ministry of Magic for one year.

If this continues, it is estimated that he will not be able to support her soon.

"It seems that the plan to make money is a little ahead ..."

He looked down at Lockhart's seven novels in his hand and smiled in a trance.

Hogwarts did not have a Husky but the richest black magic defense class professor in recent years, only Lockhart.

There are so many people with stupid money, and Karl still knows his handle, who doesn't pit him?

And according to his rough calculation, the money spent on enjoyment last school year may be less than one-tenth of what Niyali spent today. After all, most of his money has been made for the system to become stronger. How can I support her like this? "

He thought sadly in his heart.

"Almost bought ..."

Although he feels very bitter in his heart now, he still has to work hard to smile, and the adult world has never been so easy.

Carl swallowed, thinking about how she could establish a correct view of money for Nayali in the future, letting her know that money is not so good.

But the next second, just now, I was still imagining Karl, who overthrew Lockhart's tyrant and helped Nai Yali establish a correct view of money, and then almost couldn't laugh. Because Naiyali gave him another crit.

"Ka ~ er ~ ..."

Nayali took his hand and blinked his big eyes to sell him cute.

"What's wrong? Is there anything?"

Karl's heart tightened, and the secret path was not good. Just now, Nayali, who was so fierce and jealous of him in Turning Alley, suddenly sold Moe extremely abnormally.

His hunch was accurate, and Naiyali immediately took over his words and said, "In fact, it's not a big deal, just ~ the five hundred gold gallons you just gave me for shopping ... um ~, now it's gone ... "

Nyari said, blinking playfully at Carl, her meaning was already clear.

I, Nayali, lack of money!

You, Carl, make money!

"Okay, I get it ..."

With a bitter smile, Karl took out a money bag from his pocket and handed it to Naiyali tremblingly. The latter quickly grabbed it with joy, and then kissed him on the face.

He flipped his wrist and a small mirror appeared in his hand. Looking at the lip marks on his face and the delighted Nayali next to him, he suddenly felt that it seemed worthwhile ...