DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Like poor Elros..." Professor Sprout said with a sad look on his face, and then said a little restlessly: "Her "flaming flames" learnt very well and tried to use this spell to get rid of acne."

　　 "That girl..." Professor Sprout shook his head and said, "In the end there were some accidents, which made Madam Pomfrey had to fix her nose with nails..."

After listening to these bizarre stories told by Professor Sprout, the corners of Karl's mouth twitched fiercely, and he used a flame curse to remove acne. The girl was indeed a ruthless person, at least he couldn't even think of such a thing. .

　　 "Is acne really that terrible?" Carl smacked his lips, ignoring the distorted faces of other classmates, and took out a small mirror from his pocket to open it to look at his handsome face, which can be called a peerless face.

　　 "Ah~, the man in this mirror is so **** good to watch..."

　　 "Stop being narcissistic! Do you still want to stay here...koukou~..."

　　 Alex pinched his nose, patted Karl on the shoulder and urged. The smell here was about to vomit him, and he was afraid that he would vomit it out overnight.

　　 "No...no...no one really can't stand the cutie raised by Professor Sprout, right?"

　　 Carl smiled evilly, and no one loved it when the head-bubble curse was opened!

"Ha ha…"

　　Alex gave him a blank look, and didn't bother to care about him, and fled the third greenhouse tremblingly with the next class book.

　　 If he doesn’t leave again, he is afraid that he will die here. Carl, a black and greedy guy, will definitely not help him collect his body!

　　 "Is it that scary?" Carl shrugged, muttering a quick to follow.

　　 just took the herbal medicine class, must go back to take a bath! Although those weird things can't touch him at all, it seems that something is missing without taking a bath...

　　 Just like Voldemort's pursuit of a sense of ritual, he must use the relics of the Big Four as Horcruxes...

　　 After the disastrous first class of school, Carl's life was pretty good for the next two days, at least nothing major happened to him. But he understands that all this is just a superficial phenomenon, because Hagrid’s magical creature protection class is coming soon, um~, tomorrow...

　　In this school year, his idea coincides with Professor Sprout in a sense, he likes to torture the students with disgusting things.

　　 The only difference is that one of them chooses plants, while the other chooses animals. They all work together, awesome!

　　 Fried tail snails, the name alone can make people get goose bumps.

　　 At noon, Carl sat in his seat and shook his fingers to calculate what he would find in the future.

　　 Gryffindor long table, Harry and Ron were comforting poor Neville, Hermione sighed and was using a spell to clear the frog intestines under his nails.

Professor Snape’s revenge seemed to have improved to a new level after a summer. He detained Neville and asked him to give him a bucket full of horned toads so that he could not use magic to open them up. This made him I almost broke down when I came back.

　　 But Professor Snape said that this is what he should do!

　　 He has always speculated about Gryffindors with the greatest malice, but he did not expect and did not believe that Neville would be so brutal and vicious--

In the first potions class of the school, Neville did not give him face. Not only did he burn through two new cauldrons prepared by Hogwarts to show his muscles to the other two magic schools this school year, he also artificially created an explosion. !

　　 The entire table was torn apart, and the power was even stronger than the splitting spell of the same name!

　　 Snape ran away on the spot, directly incarnate as a table cleaner and lifted Neville's table, just before an Avadasuo curse took his life.

　　 "Do you know why Professor Snape's temper is so bad?" Ron sneaked a glance at Neville, who still had some tears on his face, and asked Harry quietly.

　　 It's not once or twice that he said that the professors were caught on the spot. This time he learned to behave and secretly observed that there were no shadows of old bats around before quietly speaking.

　　 "Of course." Harry replied very positively, "Because of Professor Moody, he failed again this year! But it's a bit strange, he seems to be avoiding him all the time..."

　　 As everyone knows, for some reason, Snape has been coveting the position of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but his fourth year of competition still failed.

　　 In the mentality that I can't get it and can't let others get it, Snape has always hated the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and expressed his disgust.

　　 But this year Snape's attitude made him very strange. He even cautiously hid his hatred of Moody. It was true. Whenever Harry saw the two of them together, at dinner, or when they met in the hallway...

　　 He clearly noticed that Snape was running away from Modi's eyes, whether they were normal or magic eyes.

"Perhaps, I heard from my father that Professor Moody used to be a very powerful Auror, and now half of the dark wizards held in Azkaban were captured by him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com..." Ron Shrugged, "He's not as annoying as the previous ones. Snape might be afraid..."

　　 "While you are discussing these, still think about how to spend the afternoon potions class! If he is a little dissatisfied, you will feel better!"

　　 At this time, Hermione finally helped Neville clean the frog intestines from between her nails. She blew on her wand and spoke to them faintly.

　　 "Then you don't have to worry about it!" Harry smiled mysteriously, in fact he never worried about Snape again after reuniting with Lily.

　　 Would you tell my mother if I believe it or not? !

　　 Harry thought of these words unconsciously, then he smiled and shook his head.

　　 Malfoy has been talking about his father all day, and now it’s my turn. It’s really unpredictable...

　　 But, it feels so cool!

　　 Harry suddenly understood Malfoy’s thoughts. He hadn’t enjoyed anything from family affection for more than a decade, but now someone cheered him behind to shelter him from the wind and rain...

　　 "Good luck, then!" Hermione took out the potions lesson materials and began to preview, and she replied without lifting her head.

　　 "You can rest assured!" Harry nodded confidently.

But Ron was stunned when he looked confidently at his honeycomb. He threw his teeth on Harry and touched his forehead. Then his entire face was squeezed into a mask of pain: "No, there is no fever. , What are you talking nonsense?!"