DNF Meets Harry Potter

Saturday, early morning.

Professor McGonagall and Filch had stern and cold gazes, standing at the gate like two door gods, "Please hand me the application form and Mr. Filch obediently. Don’t be lucky. Want to be fooled!"

　　 Karl, who was in the line, listened to Professor McGonagall’s instructions. He subconsciously turned his gaze to Harry, and then, as expected, saw Harry's face showing a very helpless but vaguely annoying expression.

　　 This expression Karl has seen many times in his long reading career in his previous life. It is common on Monday morning when the teacher is chased by the teacher calling for handing in homework, but he tries to use his brain to tell the teacher that he has gone too eagerly in the morning in order to get through.

　　 Oh~, this is really a sad story. Carl remembered the scene where he had forgotten to do his homework because he was playing games, and then he simply took the risk and played with the class teacher, and was directly exposed.

　　 Alas~, I think of it all with tears.

　　 Carl lined up leisurely, but the attention of transcendental perception had been focused on Harry. In his gaze, Harry kept holding on to the application side with hesitation on his face, and when he was about to turn in the line, he automatically stepped back.

　　 He hasn't seen this kind of wobbly situation for a long time, and I really miss it.

　　Everything is silent, when the expectant little wizards each turned in the application form and passed 70% to 80%. Harry finally couldn't hide, he walked towards Professor McGonagall very nervously step by step.

　　 "Professor McGonagall, my aunt and uncle~...

　　唔...They, they oh... they forgot to sign my application form. Can I, um~......"

　　 After handing the application form to Professor McGonagall, Harry couldn't help blushing. He lowered his head and licked his lips nervously with his tongue. His fingers kept playing with the corners of his clothes.

　　 But, just as Ron thought yesterday. Who is Professor McGonagall? She thinks the rules are more important than anything else, how could she let Harry just pass her cuteness under her nose?

　　 If she were younger, she might have closed one eye, but the times have changed.

　　 She is no longer the little witch dancing under the flower garden, but, um~, you know...

　　Professor McGonagall took the application form from Harry's hand and looked up at it with a frown. There was no doubt that the place where the guardian signed it was blank.

　　 "Then~...If you sign, then~...

　　 Do you think it will work, I mean I think you can~...Can I, can I?"

　　 Harry's head was lowered, he fiddled with his fingers nervously, and said incoherently.

　　 "I'm sorry, Mr. Potter~..." Professor McGonagall stuffed the application form back into Harry's hands, and said in a mild tone: "But you can't go to the comment form without signing it. This is a rule~..."

"But, you know. My uncles are all Muggles~...They don't understand everything about the magic world at all~..." Seeing Professor McGonagall as he walked away, Harry hurriedly pursued again Going up, there is still a glimmer of hope in his heart: "If you sign, I can~..."

　　 "But I think you also understand that I won't do this~..." Professor McGonagall didn't move at all: "This must be a parent or guardian! And I am neither~..."

　　 "I'm sorry, but I have to do this~..."

　　Professor McGonagall took two steps, then turned around and patted Harry on the shoulder somewhat apologetically.

　　 "It's really a poor baby, obviously Lily is alive, there is no way~..."

　　 Carl glanced pityingly at Harry, who was sitting next to him with a gloomy look. As he expected, Professor McGonagall was as staid as ever.

　　 "Um~, I think we can bring back something for Harry later~..."

　　 Hermione pulled Lakar's sleeve, and said with some regret. Carl spread his hands helplessly, and then followed Professor McGonagall's pace.

　　 Harry lowered his head and went back the same way unhappily. Although he had expected this situation a long time ago, he still felt uncomfortable when it happened.

　　 "Oh~!"

　　 "Which **** hit me?! I walk without eyes!"

　　 was walking, and at a corner, he suddenly ran into another person head-on. When Harry stood up and took a look, Naiyari, who was wearing a purple dress, looked at him irritably.

　　 "I'm sorry, Naiyari! I was distracted!"

　　 Harry rubbed his painful forehead and immediately apologized to Naiyari.

　　 "Oh~, you! Forget it~...

　　 Isn’t it the day when Hogsmeade is open today? Why didn't you go with them? "

　　 Naiyali pouted, the other party was so sincere, what she could do, of course forgive him.

　　 "My uncle did not sign for me, so I was driven back by Professor McGonagall~...

　　 Hey, by the way, why are you here? "

　　 Thinking of that nasty Aunt Maggie at the end of July, Harry was still angry. He glanced at Naiyali again, and asked with some confusion, this is not the place where the second-year little wizard should come.

　　 "Of course I am going to Hogsmeade! I heard that there are a lot of various candy shops ~www.readwn.com~ and the quality is higher than Diagon Alley!"

　　 At the mention of candy, Naiyali's eyes light up.

　　 "Didn't the academy require at least the third grade before you can go out? Besides, how do you get out? You know Hogwarts is now guarded by dementors everywhere at all entrances, and I don't know how stricter than usual."

　　 There was a glimmer of hope in Harry's eyes, only to see him hesitate for a moment, and asked a new question.

　　 "Dementor? Even those things can stop me? Don't be kidding!

　　 As for how to get out, it's easier. I know a secret road, do you want to be together? When I get outside, I can use Apparition to find Karl and the others~..."

　　 After that, Naiyali mysteriously took out a simple roll of parchment from her pocket.

　　 "Is this a map?"

　　 Harry couldn't help poking the parchment with his fingers. This was the first time he saw this.

　　 "It's almost there. It's the gadget Carl and I made together last year."

　　 Nayari said vaguely, and then opened the parchment to herself. Soon, black ink appeared on it, and then a Hogwarts picture was intertwined together. Many names on it were constantly moving, and several secret roads leading to the outside and Slytherin's secret room were used. A particularly eye-catching color imprint is outlined.

　　 "Here! This is the gadget you are talking about? That's amazing!

　　 is simply a 360° surveillance camera with no dead ends! "