DNF Meets Harry Potter

Ron picked up the roaring letter tremblingly, and wanted to throw it away.

Fortunately, Neville stopped his irrational behavior in time, otherwise things might become more terrifying.

Ron's fear of tearing open the envelope turned into orchid fingers, and the little lions next to him laughed.

Just when he just tore a small gap through the wax seal on the edge of the envelope to open it. The letter moved himself, and then quickly folded into a fiery red mouth. Although the sharp teeth were paper-shaped, it seemed to have little power, but the fear brought to Ron was no less than the big spider.

After the transformation was completed, the loud voice reverberated in the auditorium, and he covered his ears with Ron's nearest Harry's expression grimly. He felt that he was almost deaf!

"Ron Weasley! How dare you steal the car without permission ?! Even driving us to Hogwarts secretly ?!"

"After receiving this news, your dad and I were going crazy! You should be thankful that you were in Hogwarts! If you were fired, I wouldn't be surprised at all!"

"Your father is now under investigation by the Ministry of Magic. It's all your fault! You see how I cleaned you up then ..."

Just kidding, when Mrs. Weasley was signing at Lockhart, she alone squeezed a path through the crowd, and brought Karl and Harry to the forefront. Otherwise, even if Lockhart's eyes are good, it is impossible to find Harry's 1.5-meter radish head in a large number of middle-aged and elderly women.

Because of economic problems, she usually has a loud voice. Not to mention that the roaring letter blessed it with a super buff, enough to amplify the sound a hundred times. The sound wave that formed, I dropped a good boy and directly jingled the cup on the table. There was even a crack on the top.

Under the cannon-like output of the roaring letter map, the entire auditorium was clearly heard, especially Malfoy, who almost laughed. Harry and Ron buried their heads in the dining table, almost in shame, almost ashamed of death, hoping to dig a crack and drill into the spot.

Mrs. Weasley did not leave any affection for Ron, and went directly to the public under the large public.

Even Professor Snape, who had just arrived, couldn't help but smile a sincere smile.

As a victim, Ron lowered his head tremblingly and was ashamed to explain. The roar of Mrs. Weasley continued for more than ten minutes before it stopped. Immediately afterwards, the envelope rips on its own, and pieces of debris fall on the table.

And Colin Clivi finished his last photo of the savior just now.

When the excited roar that surrounded the hall completely disappeared, Carl picked up his wand and lifted the curse on himself and Nayali and Hermione.

Hermione looked at the ugly little lions at the Gryffindor table and looked at Carl gratefully.

She could not have imagined that Mrs. Weasley, who seemed to be approachable, started the fire and it was so terrible. The raging fire of anger almost completely burned Ron out.

It may be that the little wizards have not been relieved from the shock just now, and the hall fell into a brief silence. Only Harry and Ron looked awkward in the eyes of everyone.

And how can such a great moment of falling into the rocks be missed Malfoy? Not to mention that the Weasley family had become a rival to their Malfoy family many years ago. As the only heir to the contemporary Malfoy family, of course, he had to come out and dig in.

In an instant, a sneering voice came over Slytherin's long table, breaking the brief silence in the auditorium.

"Ah ~ the great savior Potter ~! You must enjoy it now!" Malfoy walked over from the Slytherin table, and naturally followed his two stupid big buddies behind him. "Not only can you go to a bookstore to get there Headline, now even when you come to Hogwarts, you have to make a big move! "

And Malfoy deserves to be an old Yin-Yang person too. The Yin-Yang technique is sloppy, and the big Yin-Yang master is all between the hands and feet. He glanced at Harry sarcastically, and then looked at Ron disdainfully, his contemptuous expression overflowing. In his view, Ron was obviously better than Harry at the moment.

"Poor Ron Weasley, I guess your father must hate you now. Not only did you get on the front page of the Daily Prophet, but he was also suspended for investigation.

He was afraid that he would be forced to lose his job this time. Fudge did not show any kindness to those who made mistakes. Maybe even a little more serious in Azkaban ... "

As he talked, Malfoy couldn't help but laughed. With his opening, the mocking voice of the entire Slytherin long table began to reach Ron's ears.

The pale face that Ron had been scolded suddenly turned red. He was very angry at the moment, and he did not care about where this place was, what kind of consequences would result from the shot ~ www.readwn.com ~ what kind of punishment it would bring him.

I saw him suddenly and violently withdraw his wand from his waist, almost broken and re-sticked because of the accident last night, and pointed at Malfoy's nose fiercely.

"Grin hula!"

The sound of the curse suddenly came from his mouth.

Malfoy was shocked in an instant, because according to last year he and Weasley tore. Both sides basically greeted each other first, and then rose to fights when they saw the situation. Ron was crazy at the beginning, but he didn't expect it.

He hurriedly withdrew his wand from his elaborate wand cover, but it was too late. Such a long vacuum period is enough for Ron to complete this curse which is not too difficult.

He closed his eyes desperately. It was over and he neglected the enemy. This time he had to roll over again.

twothousandyears ...

Malfoy opened his eyes in surprise and first looked at his body. He found that he was not hurt by the curse.

"Did Weasley's idiot miss?"

He thought viciously in his heart.

Malfoy raised his head again and looked at Ron opposite. There was no cursed light condensed into substance in the wand in his hand, only a faint black mist drifted slowly from the tip of the stick, and Malfoy could even smell the burnt smell in the air.

Ron, who failed to release the magic, looked very ugly. He thought that it could last for at least a while with magic glue, but he didn't expect to lose the chain today.

He didn't even dare to tell Mrs. Weasley about the damage to the wand, because that would only result in a more serious swear. In order to meet the demands of this year's spell-casting, he just grievously re-wrapped the magic tape.