DNF Meets Harry Potter

Next, Moody showed them the Imperius Curse and the Heart Drilling Curse.

　　 In the horrified eyes of the little wizards, this lesson finally ended.

　　……

　　 This year’s studies are more onerous than last year, but it’s not a big deal for Carl, it’s easier. Because he has already got the Sorcerer's Stone, he doesn't have to work hard to take so many elective courses this year. He only kept two courses and refunded all the rest...

　　 In the next few weeks, Karl enjoys the hard-won leisurely days very rarely.

　　 However, the peaceful life finally broke today.

　　Today is the day when the students from the other two magic schools in Europe, Boothbatten and Deus Strong, arrive.

　　 In order to welcome the guests, almost all teachers and students at Hogwarts took action.

　　 On the wall, those dusty portraits were taken down one after another under Professor Flitwick’s exquisite floating curse. Waiting for them to land safely, and waiting for them are the cleansing curses prepared by the little wizards.

　　 "A few people! Look at these statues!" Professor McGonagall commanded the little wizards to jump up and down to clean the castle, looking like he wanted to rebuild Hogwarts again.

　　 And the auditorium as the reception place is even more important. It is rare for Dumbledore to take the shot himself, and the vast magic power set off three and three levels in the tornado.

　　 The brand-new flag that has just been customized one by one flutters in the wind under the starry sky dome, magnificent.

Under this special situation, all the professors at Hogwarts also seemed extremely nervous. They all put on their best clothes, and at the same time strictly regulated the dress of the students, trying to bring the best of Hogwarts. Show it to foreign guests.

　　 Snape even washed his hair twice in one day for an unprecedented time. The dark gold and gold-rimmed gorgeous robe that Carl gave to him before was full of anger.

　　It seems that on this special day, no one wants to lose face in front of outsiders, even Snape...

　　 And just an hour before the guest arrived, Dumbledore mysteriously approached Karl.

　　" According to tradition, there is actually no age limit for the Triwizard Tournament...

　　 The little wizard who represented Hogwarts in the last Triwizard Tournament more than a hundred years ago was only fifteen years old. He is very good..."

　　 Dumbledore crossed his fingers on the table and gave a mysterious smile.

　　 "So..." Carl tilted his head, Dumbledore said it all, of course he knew what he meant.

　　 But he still spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's no use telling me these things, Professor, I have no good way to crack the magic you left behind..."

　　 But in fact, he does have... He can use the magic stone that controls time to force his age forward for a period of time... He can also hold up the magic power that needs to be consumed...

　　 "No...I know...you have a way..." Dumbledore shook his head and tapped the table lightly. "Since the game started seven hundred years ago, the inheritance is not just for communication..."

"I know all of this. Cheating has always been the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament..." Karl poked his finger and smiled shyly. "But I really don't want to participate, break your limits, and then go to fight the fire dragon or something. It's so tired..."

　　 "Huh?" This time it was Dumbledore's turn to be surprised. The Triwizard Tournament project has not been finalized yet. How did Carl know?

　　 "This is just a guess of mine... Since it is a warrior, how can there be no dragon to set off?" Carl shrugged and muttered.

　　 "This is a novel idea, and it may come true..." Dumbledore stroked his beard and smiled.

　　 will definitely come true!

"In the past Triwizard Tournament, too many warriors have died. Although the Ministry of Magic has intervened this time, I am still very worried..." Dumbledore paused and said with some anxiety: "Plus Voldemort's resurrection is imminent, I Hope you can understand..."

"Ah..." Carl frowned slightly. His original idea was to wait until the last match to sap Cedric down, and then use the compound decoction to transform Voldemort into his appearance. stay.

　　 Simple and easy!

　　 But Dumbledore seems to want him to compete...

　　 "It would be great if the bonus can be increased a little bit, the Ministry of Magic should continue to pick it up..." Carl said with a sigh, in fact, he just thinks that the Ministry of Magic has given too little, which makes him completely uninterested.

　　 "..." After finally knowing the final cause, Dumbledore's mouth twitched fiercely, and you dislike this. Is a thousand dollars less? The highest prize in the magic world is just that...

　　 "I will discuss this matter with the other two principals and Crouch..."

　　 Dumbledore pushed his glasses and said helplessly.

"Professor, you know me best..." A harmless smile appeared on Karl's face. "I feel like I'm almost exhausted just to break through your magical limits... The disproportionate ratio of giving and gain really makes me mention Not interested..."

Dumbledore held his temples with a headache and waved his hands to him, saying that he didn't want to pay attention to him. He had been a professor for so many years, and it was the first time he met someone with such a big appetite. An ordinary little wizard could have a full week’s allowance. Jumped up excitedly. UU Reading www.uukānshu.com

　　 This product is not good enough, and the full bonus of a thousand dollars cannot satisfy him.

　　 Carl wants to talk and stops, and wants to stop talking. At this moment, he wanted to tell him about his glorious deeds of doing more than 40,000 Jin Jialong from Sirius last year, but he was afraid that the old professor would not be able to accept his anger and illness...

　　 got the funding from the big dog family, he is no longer the one he used to be...

　　 "Then...Professor, in that case, I'll go back first..."

　　 Carl stretched his neck forward and asked cautiously.

　　 "You go back first, Busbarton and Deus Strong's people are almost here, don't let Felius can't find people everywhere, you are Ravenclaw's noodles..."

　　 Dumbledore took a deep breath, and the kind smile returned to his face, as if nothing had happened.

　　 Carl stuck his tongue out, as the old professor sold a cute, jumped up from the chair and walked outside.

　　 He just passed his fourteenth birthday last month...

　　 I didn't think I would soon become a warrior representing Hogwarts. I felt mixed feelings for a while.

　　 "No matter how many..." Carl hummed a small tune, opened the door and walked out of the principal's office.

　　 He flipped his wrist, opened the small mirror, arranged the sky blue tie on his chest, and smoothed the folds of his school uniform. On this special day today, he doesn't want to be caught by Professor McGonagall because of the dressing problem...