DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's fair. I can't think of your insidious **** not setting any traps on it. This really doesn't fit your personality~"

Looking at the feather pen floating towards him, Sirius was so excited that he couldn't help thinking of the scene where he was just drugged.

So he carefully read the contract that was not too much on the paper, read it several times, checked it up and down for several minutes to make sure there was no interlayer, and there was nothing inexplicably on the paper that could represent other patterns before biting. Broken finger took a special contract feather pen from Karl's hand-blood ink.

The contract was radiant and generous at the moment of signing, and then split into duplicates and slowly drifted towards the two.

"Am I just a chicken thief in your mind? Although I asked myself not to be a good person, I can't be a bad person?

If you insist on a camp, I think I should be a chaotic neutral camp~"

Carto took the cheek gang and took the contract that belonged to him seriously, and said it silently.

"Although the cursed doll doesn't know how you got it, it's definitely not too simple~..." Sirius said disdainfully.

"Oh, where am I now?"

After signing the contract, he remembered such a problem.

"Where else? Of course it's Hogwarts you want to go to the most!

In order to hide the horrendous dementors, I spent a lot of time climbing the tunnel. "

Carl grunted, looking naively smirking.

"What are you waiting for? We quickly went to find the little wizard named Ron and solve this matter as soon as possible!"

Knowing that he was in Hogwarts now, Sirius was anxious. He wished he would rush to Ron right now.

"Under Peter's death strike, there will definitely be a lot of dementors. You will pray if they will listen to your explanation. I think they are more likely to directly treat you as a self-service milk tea. Dried dog meat~"

Hearing Sirius’s idiot’s words, Carl almost broke apart. I know you are vengeful, but let's get through our brains anyway. If so many dementors tear up with them on the spot, the movement will have an effect, and Fudge will not be crazy if he is not crazy. He has no interest in taking a trip to Wisengama ...

"Oh, don't you have a wand yet? Use mine first~"

Carl lay on the sofa and looked at the unkempt and unarmed Sirius opposite him. He stood up and pointed to the back. The sofa behind him suddenly deformed and turned into a slender wand back into his hands.

"You turned your wand into a sofa and sat under your ass!

Hey! You **** genius! "

Seeing this strange scene, the ironic smile on Sirius's face gradually disappeared. He thinks he finally knows why Carl didn't pull his wand just now. His feelings are so changed that the sofa is too lazy to stand up. It's too much fun to play. This wave of operation really made him breathtaking.

"Thank you for the compliment, although I always thought I was a genius. But it is still an honor to be able to achieve the compliment of the only heir of the Black family~..."

Karl also smiled and took it carelessly.

"Your wand gave me, what would you do?"

Sirius looked at the wand floating and said unexpectedly. Although he was shocked by Karl’s magical operation, he never expected that this product would actually lend him his wand. After all, a wand accompanied by night and day can be regarded as the wizard’s second life. Too.

"I have turned my wand into a sofa, don't you understand?

Wand, wand...I haven't used it in a long time~..."

Faced with this problem, Karl couldn't help but get caught in his memories. It seemed that he would use the spirit of God or Lucia's resentment when he was fighting in general. Although the walnut wand was held in his hand all day long In fact, it has not been used much, and it is more used as a template for the transformation of deformity-into a variety of sofas, chairs and bedding for his use...

"No matter which way you look, you are the most special little wizard I've ever seen. But is your wand really usable?"

Sirius spit out a word, but he still accepted the wand given by Karl, because he really needs a wand now, or one day he will have bad luck and encounter Aurors and Dementors who even cast phantoms. There is no chance of running.

At the same time, he also asked in doubt, because every time Ollivander sold a wand, he warned the little wizards that the wand was choosing the wizard-in fact, the reason for the fit...

"Relax, it will be very obedient. If you don't believe it, you can try it first..."

Karl replied meaningfully that this wand had already been firmly controlled by him. Then he turned his wrist gently, and an identical walnut wand appeared in his hand, but Sirius knew that the wand he was holding in the palm of his hand was actually just a shape-shifting thing, without any spell-casting ability. .

But he estimated that in the eyes of this little devil, this might not be a big deal. After all, if he casts without a stick, he can do whatever he wants!

"Walnut wand? Really long memory!

Well, the fluorescent flashes! "

Sirius took a close look at this wand belonging to Karl~www.readwn.com~ By analyzing the material and length of the wand, you can understand a wizard to a great extent.

At this time, Ollivander's whisper sounded in his ear, when he was eleven years old.

"Smart wizards should try the walnut wand first, because out of ten they will be the ideal match. The walnut wand always likes people with magical creativity, they have unusually broad talents and adaptability.

However, it should be noted that some of them are difficult to control and may refuse to cast spells that do not match their characteristics. Of course, once the master's wisdom is enough to tame them, they will obey any instructions of the master. This makes the walnut wand a deadly weapon after falling into the hands of a wizard without moral responsibility, because their bad habits will affect each other.

Mr. Black, I think you should try something else. "

Ollivander gently retrieved the walnut wand in his hand and gave him a piece of hawthorn.

Hawthorn wood wand has a complex and intriguing nature, just like the masters who are most suitable for them. Hawthorn wands may be particularly suitable for medical magic, but they are also particularly good at curses, and are most suitable for wizards with contradictory personalities or who are experiencing special entanglements in their hearts.

The old man's gaze is very accurate, in fact, exactly as he said. The eleven-year-old Sirius is experiencing the biggest tangle in life, the glory given by the pure-blood family and the most real idea in his heart-the branch!

Then he made up his mind to reject this wand and chose another wand made of English oak material—whether in prosperity or adversity to accompany the master to spend, extremely loyal to the wizard. British oak wands usually choose people with strength, courage and loyalty.

And the largest wizard in the Gryffindor Academy is the oak wand...