DNF Meets Harry Potter

?　　 "Harry, let's go!" Carl dragged Harry out of the room while dragging him out of the room. He suddenly wanted to ask Dumbledore if what he had said before counted.

　　 A thousand gold gallons may be a huge sum of money for other little wizards, but he is different. Snape and Sirius are still waiting for him to harvest the two crops of leeks that have grown very well recently.

　　 Although he has done a lot of things like the empty glove white wolf, this is the first time he has been caught on himself.

　　 Is this tolerable?

　　 "Walk around, Harry! Are you still troubled by what you saw yesterday? Let's go to Professor Dumbledore, he must be able to do something!"

　　 With this idea, Carl dragged Harry to the principal's room. Dumbledore must be there at the moment!

　　 A few minutes later, an ugly stone statue appeared in front of the two.

　　 "Carl, do you know the password?" Harry said awkwardly, looking at the stone statue that couldn't let go.

　　 "I don't know!" Karl pulled out his wand, the tip of the wand lit up with a faint red light, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "But, can't you just try?"

　　 "Sizzle honey candy!"

　　 "Licorice Wand!"

　　 "Bibidou flavored beans!"

　　……

　　 "Jelly slug!"

　　 "Ultimate blasting! A thunderbolt explosion! Bone shattered!"

　　 After he reported more than a dozen candy names in a row, he heard only a loud noise from BOOM, and the stone beast guarding the door was finally overwhelmed by his lust.

　　 just cracked a bit badly...

　　 is almost broken into pieces...

　　 "Look, isn't this all right?" Karl waved his hand to disperse the choking dust in front of him, and said to Harry with a smile on his face.

　　 "..." Carl opened the door in a unique way, and Harry's eyes twitched frantically.

　　 "Are you sure that Professor Dumbledore won't bother you if you do this? I think he should be lifting his wand from inside now and is about to rush out..."

　　 Looking at the stone beast in front of him, Harry was about to kneel to him. Don't pull me up if you die!

　　 "Don't worry, don't worry! He can't hear it!" Karl waved his hand and released the silencer magic that he had just released. "Don't you worry about me doing something? Go ahead and talk about it!"

　　 After that, he walked in nonchalantly. Harry gritted his teeth and quickly followed. He felt that it was too late for him to confess his mistake with Professor Dumbledore now.

When Harry also stepped onto the rotating steps, Karl hurriedly drew out his magic wand, and at the same time activated the Philosopher’s Stone. The power of time exchanged the tip of the rod, and the dust from the fragments of the stone beast whirled in mid-air, and finally integrated into One.

　　 "Look, isn't this all right?" Karl let out a sigh of relief, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was really not easy for the stonebreaker to recover. He originally thought it would not take much effort.

　　 Don’t look at him before he looked as stable as an old dog, but he was actually a group of panic. He still took a big risk in doing this, in case Dumbledore had just walked out of it when he exploded, he would be finished.

　　 Although he also thinks that this probability is too small, but what if? Ron would be caught every time Snape talked badly behind his back, and when he was lucky, he could find any trouble.

　　 "You're really good!" Harry was dumbfounded by Carl's operation of mystery. Can I do this if I want to enter the principal's office? Learned, learned!

　　 "Dangerous actions, please do not imitate! Otherwise, when a professor thinks about you in the future, don't cry out injustice, let alone teach you..."

　　 Carl saw Harry with a clear look, and quickly clarified the relationship. That is, in Dumbledore's office, he dared to do something like this, he wouldn't dare to switch to Professor McGonagall, or the old bat.

　　 Otherwise, he might have just exploded in the last second, and in the next second he would be able to see the expression on the faces of the professors that he wanted to eat him.

　　Who called Dumbledore’s office special? There is also an elevator, it's really a flower...

　　 The spiral staircase rose slowly, and Carl murmured in his heart.

　　 I haven't been here for more than three months, and the principal's office is still the same, there is no change. The portraits of the principals of past generations saw them come in only with a curious glance and then withdrew their gazes. After all, the two of them are already regular visitors here.

　　 "Hmm? Bagman and Crouch have already told you the specific rules? Are there any questions you two have come to see me at this time?"

　　 Dumbledore, who was half-lying on his chair and staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking when he saw them come in and slowly straightened up, showing some curiosity under his half-moon glasses.

　　 Harry looked at Dumbledore with a weird expression on his face. He really didn't hear the loud explosion sound just now. Carl's sound insulation magic was really slippery.

　　 As if nothing happened to Karl Quan, he hummed a little song and found a place to sit down, and then looked at Harry with encouraging eyes.

　　 "This is how things are, Professor! I saw some bad things last night, I think it should be necessary to tell you..."

　　 Harry took a deep breath, organized the language in his mind, and then re-read what he had just told Karl again without missing a word.

　　It's about Voldemort, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Dumbledore listened very carefully. Gradually, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, replaced by a solemn face. Except for that scar, Voldemort has not caused even the slightest regret on Harry in the past ten years, and it is different now...

　　 "You just said that you only saw it after you went back to the Triwizard Tournament last night?"

　　 Dumbledore put his hands on the table, his eyes tightly on Harry.

　　 "Yes, I felt something was wrong at the time. I felt like a fire was burning in my heart, and my head hurt so much..."

Recalling the scene of yesterday when he used a magical front to tear the Gryffindor flag in a rage, Harry suddenly felt scared. If the curse was not aimed at the flag but at the nearest Fred What?

　　 At such a close distance, no one can react...

　　 And Harry knew the power of that spell. Did Voldemort have such a big influence on him? He had never thought about this before...

　　 "Is he really coming back?" Harry swallowed and stumblingly asked. Now only Dumbledore can give him a sense of security.

　　 "It's very possible!" Dumbledore did not deceive Harry at the moment, and said with absolute certainty: "We have reason to believe that this time your name suddenly appeared in the Goblet of Fire is his ghost!"

　　 "You mean..." Harry looked a little disturbed, Voldemort was about to come back to life? This heavy news almost knocked him out.