DNF Meets Harry Potter

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"Daily Prophet? What are you looking at? What is the romance story written by the old woman Rita Skeeter?"

Karl got up from the lounge chair and asked curiously.

"You think I've been salty for the summer vacation like you~"

Niyali turned his head and looked at him with disdain, then ignored it and opened the newspaper.

Karl suddenly remembered this time, this year it seemed that Sirius had escaped. He did so much at Hogwarts, and he didn't know if the original plot would develop like that.

"Wait~, let me be healthy~..."

Realizing this, Carl quickly stopped Nayali, who was about to walk away, and took a copy under the girl's arrogant look.

As soon as he opened the newspaper, he saw the picture of Sirius roaring like a beast in the most striking position in the middle.

This made him relieved, fortunately. Although he has done so many things, the main body of the plot has not changed much. It's okay to play without leaving control. He has experienced the consequences of being out of play twice, and each time he bleeds heavily.

The first time I was almost turned over by Voldemort, and the second time I even broke the resurrection stone.

He doesn't want to come again, every time he plays off is a huge test for his small heart, how dare normal people play like this.

After learning what he wanted to know, Carl lay down leisurely again, and then put the newspaper on his face to resist the poisonous sunshine and fell asleep.

Like the summer vacation of the vast majority of primary and secondary school students in Datianchao, he stayed at the orphanage for nearly a month. In the end, Nyali finally couldn't help it, this life had no passion at all! It really does not meet her status as Princess Naia.

"If you don't have some fun, guess what?"

Naiyali cracked her finger joints and seemed to smile at Carl, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV leisurely.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you~...How about going shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow?"

Carl waved his hand and said rather helplessly.

"This is almost..."

The silver-haired girl twitched her hair and raised her lips slightly, arrogantly.

"Then rest early, it looks like rain tonight~..."

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No. 4 Privet Drive, County Surrey.

"Don't worry, Vernon. The upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked. This is mainly a genetic issue, no matter how much education it will not work~......"

Fat Aunt Maggie sat in the bright living room and glanced at Harry, who was busy in the shadow, with extremely disdainful eyes.

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Calm down, Harry~...you cannot violate Professor Dumbledore’s violation of the Law on the Protection of Minor Wizards..."

After taking a few deep breaths, coupled with constant psychological hints to himself, he finally calmed down.

"Actually, this can't blame his father. Maybe there is something wrong with the mother, as can be seen from the dog.

If there is a problem with the bitch, the puppies will certainly not be much better. Do you mean, cute?..."

Aunt Maggie was even more vicious at this time. She used her obese hands to tease the dogs of the Vernon family, and the scorn on her face grew thicker.

Hearing this, Penny next to her all clenched her teeth, and her nails were deeply embedded in the table cloth.

How could Harry be tolerant at this time?

"Shut up! You dead fat woman!"

Harry threw the tablecloth in his hand angrily, shivering angrily, shouting at Aunt Maggie, and the lights in the living room began to blink and extinguish like a haunted house.

"Why? Is there something wrong with what I said? Do I need to repeat it again?"

Aunt Maggie laughed and held out a finger. But in her frightened eyes, her fingers began to swell as if they were swollen in the water, and then the buttons on her body flew one by one, and the sound of tearing her clothes also sounded.

"Vernon! Save me! Help me quickly! What's going on?"

Aware of the strangeness on her body, Aunt Maggie shouted frantically.

Penny also stretched her neck at this time and looked at what was happening in front of her in disbelief.

The pearl necklace on Aunt Maggie's neck flew with her expansion, hitting Dudley's head. Vernon panicked her swollen hand, and Penny helped her with her face covered, and no one would find the smile she concealed.

There was a mess in the restaurant, but it had nothing to do with Harry. He returned to the room in three steps and two steps, couldn't help kicking the cabinet next to his feet angrily, and then quickly opened the closet to start packing.

"Change her back! Let her be back!"

Vernon pulled Harry's collar angrily, and his spit almost spurted Harry's face.

"She deserves it! Stay away from me!"

Harry took out his wand and pointed coldly at Vernon. He was afraid of Vernon even if he saw it even more than two months ago. At the moment, he didn't even notice the other party.

"They won't agree that you use magic outside of school! You have no place to go!"

Looking at Harry's stern face, Vernon stepped back in awe, and then remembered something yelling.

"It doesn't matter, it's better than here!"

Harry kicked the door of the room with a kick, without looking back at the word, disappeared in the heavy rain.

On a public bench next to Privet Drive, the queen in a red dress and a crown sat on it with a restrained look. At the moment the sky was still raining, but she seemed to be in another time and space, with no drop of rain beside her.

As if she noticed something, the queen raised her head slightly. In her sight, the blown up Aunt Maggie kept standing tall in the rain.

Harry dragged the suitcase, and the rain kept falling on his stubborn hair. UU reading www.uukanshu.com He didn't stop, but just wiped the rain on his face with tears in the corner of his eyes and blended into this long night.

The queen stood up from the public bench, and the bright red and blue roses in her hand instantly turned into a big umbrella.

In the rain, the crisp high heels sounded with a splash of water, which was so clear in this silent night.

Far away, the queen saw the stubborn young man trembling with his gift box dragged in the rainy night. The corner of her mouth rose slightly, and her steps accelerated.

"This ghost weather!"

Harry's glasses were completely obscured by the rain, and he had to stop and lower his head to take it off indiscriminately and wipe it on his wet clothes.

The crisp high-heeled shoes in his ears became crisper, and Harry didn't care too much, just passers-by...

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