DNF Meets Harry Potter

With the loud conspiracy of Nayari and Carl, the school year finally came to an end, and Dumbledore announced aloud the ownership of the Academy Cup-Ravenclaw.

This result is already a certainty, and Carl is not surprised.

The moment Dumbledore announced the ownership of the Academy Cup, all Ravenclaw cheered, and the 10,000-year-old second was really upset. Feng Shui took turns and finally came to their home this year.

Carl and Naiyali also smiled and began to applaud. Regardless, their efforts accounted for most of their efforts.

After enjoying the last dinner at Hogwarts this school year, everyone reluctantly said goodbye to each other the next morning and entered the Hogwarts Express train.

In a small box with only Carl and Naiyali, the two sat opposite each other, and they were reckoning their expenses and income this school year.

"The old vampire Snape, he only paid off his debts at the end of this school year~. My damaged resurrection stone even planned to pay me no penny, and said in a high-sounding voice that he didn't ask for it. I, this is all my own operation~, really a dog~..."

Carl carefully looked at the Gringotts receipt in his hand, and said in disgust.

"Tsk~...I actually spent so much money on clothes and shoes~..."

Naiyali pursed her lips and looked at the lists she had made. She felt a little unbelievable. She didn't spend much money normally!

Hearing this, Carl gave her a blank glance, and he really had no choice but to selectively amnesia.

"Fortunately, fortunately, I sold four thousand gallons of spider materials, and Lockhart pitted more than ten thousand. Snape received three thousand. The batch of Innsmouth and the basilisk wreckage has not been fully sold. ...

But still not enough! It is estimated that there will not be much left after the magic stone is made! The professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class next year will be a poor ghost again, and he will rely on Dumbledore to help him.

Carl broke his fingers, gradually calculated, and finally came up with a result that made him extremely uncomfortable.

Hearing this, Naiyali smiled awkwardly, and at the same time covered up the gorgeous sapphire necklace on her neck.

Perhaps because of the arrival of summer, the hot sun is scorching the earth, and the summer breeze blows through, giving Carl a sense of unreality.

Having bothered so much money at Hogwarts, it was almost a pauper with a design drawing.

"Oh~, no matter what, take one step as one step~..."

Carl sighed lightly, reluctantly put away the ledger, put his finger on the car window, and looked at the trees passing by...

This troubled school year is finally over.

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A few days later, England, North Sea.

The sky is gloomy, as if the light will never be seen. Only when the light of thunder and lightning pierces the night sky can it bring some glimmer...

This is a forbidden place that wizards never want to set foot on.

Because there is a small island in the middle of the sea, on which there is the only and most terrifying prison in the wizarding world in England-Azkaban.

Endless dementors roared and glided on the island. They wore a cloak, and they had crusted palms, and they looked no different from carrion.

In the deepest part of Azkaban, two Aurors escorted Lockhart, who had no gods, and walked towards a cell step by step~...

"This **** bastard! I didn't expect him to be such a person, because my wife has been thinking of him before!"

A middle-aged man who appeared to be in his thirties with a thin body and sparse hair took a bite, opened the prison door viciously and pushed him in.

In a cell next to him, Sirius heard a little movement from the next door, opened his eyes and crawled to the door of the cell with some effort, muttering to himself: "It looks like a newcomer is here again, and I don’t know what I did. Will be locked to this depth~, life imprisonment~......"

After spending twelve years in Azkaban, the handsome Sirius was tortured into skin and bones by the dementors. A ball of dirty hair like a ball of wool covered his ears, and his sallow skin was close to the skeleton, with no muscles visible.

"I am a master of magic! You can't do this to me! I want to complain to you!"

Lockhart danced in the cell like he was frustrated, yelling hoarsely.

"What a lunatic! You want to go out here? Let's rot with these monsters!

Oliver, go! If it weren't for this task, I really wouldn't want to stay here for a moment! "

Next to the skinny Auror, a wizard about his size waved his wand in disgust, driving away the dementors who approached them.

"Ester, what can we do about this? This trip is also unlucky for us. With so many people in the Ministry of Magic, the work of escorting Lockhart to Azkaban fell on us, and we are not paid for overtime!

Merlin couldn't open his eyes. Poor ghosts like Weasley could win the jackpot. One thousand gold gallons is equivalent to one year's salary! "

Perhaps it was because of the unhappiness in my heart~www.readwn.com~ The Auror named Oliver sorrowfully raised the Daily Prophet in Yang's hand.

"It's alright, don't say so much. Go ahead~, do you still want to stay in this ghost place?"

Esther tightened his coat. In time, July was the hottest time of the year, and Azkaban's coldness was still deep in his bones~...

It is estimated that Azkaban of this depth will not be patronized for several years, and Sirius glanced out curiously. This glance made him stunned. He tried to make a fist with his dry fingers wrapped in only a layer of skin, and slammed it on the cell door with a harsh sound...

"Tsk, Esther, look at who this is? It turned out to be Master Black! The famous Sirius III at the time! I still remember his proud look at that time, how could he become such a ghost?"

Oliver held the Daily Prophet in his hands, with a sinister smile on his face, and looked at the agitated Sirius sarcastically.

Sirius didn't speak, but stared closely at the Daily Prophet in Oliver's hands with a pair of eyes that fell into his eye sockets. The hatred in his eyes seemed to be solidified, making the surrounding temperature a bit lower.

"Why? Want to see? But this is also true, how beautiful the outside world is~, but you, a **** who betrays your friends, don't deserve it!" Oliver noticed Sirius's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and said playfully.

"Give it to him, Oliver~..." Esther said with some emotion, "Let him take a look at the outside world, maybe it can inspire some happy emotions? You know, Azkaban hasn't been newcomers lately. ..."

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