DNF Meets Harry Potter

"No problem!" Snape tried his best up and down, even pouring a bottle of strange potion on it, but he didn't notice the slightest problem. In the end, he could only coldly conclude:

　　 "It's surprising to me that our great savior, Mr. Potter, actually has such a fan at Hogwarts who is willing to spend money for him~..."

　　 "Severus, don't say that. Harry is still very brave~..." Dumbledore gave him a somewhat helpless look, and then the other Firebolt among his opponents responded the same. "I don't think I have any problems with this one, please trouble you, Minerva~..."

　　 "It's just a small matter~..." Professor McGonagall waved his hand, put the two Firebolts away, and walked off the stage. With both Dumbledore and Snape both identified, she thought that there should be no hidden dark magic that could escape their eyes.

　　 After Professor McGonagall left, Dumbledore turned his head and looked at an empty seat on the main guest seat. It belonged to the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but it was still empty until now.

　　 "Severus, do you know where Lupin has gone? We have waited for him for some time." Dumbledore turned to Snape, who was wondering what he was thinking, and asked flatly.

　　 "As far as I know, he only took the wolf poison potion yesterday~..." Dumbledore asked, and Snape began to sneer sadly as if he was thinking of something happy. "So I guess he should be lying on the bed now~..."

　　 After hearing this explanation, Dumbledore gave him a complicated expression, then turned his head silently to announce the start of the banquet.

　　 Snape understood the hidden meaning of Dumbledore's eyes, and sneered to himself, without any guilt. He wished that one of the predators would never show up in front of him again.

Carl below didn’t know anything about what happened between Old Dun’s Head and Snape. He only expressed his blessings to Harry after Professor McGonagall sent down both Firebolts and sent him a favor. He prepared a Christmas gift-a protective watch, and then left.

　　He is not like the little wizards in Gryffindor and he rushes in crazily when he sees some new objects. The Spirit of God can explode the Firebolt in terms of performance and appearance, right?

　　 Then since Dumbledore announced the start of the banquet, he has been enjoying the food while idly observing the dynamics of the people around him. Anyway, it is boring now, and it is good to have some fun.

　　 Soon, his gaze was attracted by the angry Malfoy on the Slytherin table.

Malfoy's face turned blue and white, his hands firmly grasped the silver-green tablecloth on the long table, gritted his teeth and stared at Harry, who was sharing happiness with his friends, his eyes faintly revealed three points of anger. , Four points of jealousy plus three points of unwillingness.

　　 Carl can even put himself into Malfoy's mind now. He thought to himself, if he had taken Malfoy instead of being a soul, he would have to endure it. He would definitely write a letter immediately and plug in a feather to let the owl return to his manor overnight, the kind of urgency.

Then, like last year, let Lucius buy him seven, not at least ten Firebolts. The Slytherin team counted one of the standard equipment on the bench, and Harry Potter was **** off before him. of.

But from the original time and space Malfoy did not make a fuss on this matter, it can be seen that Lucius was willing to buy seven light wheels for his son in 2001 to help him enter the Slytherin Quidditch team to fight Harry Potter. Challenged, but couldn't buy him another Firebolt.

　　 But Carl thinks he should still have the financial resources. After all, he was a great noble with the same name as the Black family more than ten years ago. It has shrunk a lot in these years, but he is not even unable to afford a firebolt. I can only say, yes, but not necessary.

　　 Last year, he spent thousands of dollars to send his son to the Slytherin team and also served as the most important seeker position, but this year, what would he get if he sent seven more Firebolts? I can't get anything. The upper limit has been reached, and I can get a championship trophy at most. After all, the equipment in the Quidditch game is also very important, but this is too bad and not in his interest.

　　The Slytherin side looked sad because the old rival Harry Potter got it. They thought that Harry's broom was damaged this time. It must be too late to prepare a new broomstick with good performance before the next game, and I am happy for it not long.

But the reality is that they gave them a resounding slap. Not only did Harry not fail this time, he even got better equipment because of a blessing in disguise, and there were two of them. If they were worn out, they would change one. Mom never needed it. Worried about an accident during the Quidditch match.

　　 eh hehe~, just ask if you are angry?

　　 Happiness is conserved. The Slytherins lose their happiness, so their old opponent Gryffindor deserves the same happiness. Therefore, the appearance of the two Firebolts greatly boosted the morale of the Gryffindor players~www.readwn.com~ The sadness and sighs that had previously disappeared from their faces, replaced by full fighting spirit.

　　 After all, the match that day was only the first round. It's too early to draw a conclusion, and it might be too early.

However, happiness is theirs, and Carl has nothing. He can only hug Naiyali alone in the bed at night and cry as quietly as possible. Otherwise, the movements and voices will be too loud if unnecessary misunderstandings are caused. Well, although it is responsive and the sound insulation effect is very good, after all, we must pay attention to the impact.

　　 Although Carl was thinking wildly, his hand movements were not slow at all. The plates in front of him were quickly emptied, and the dinner party the day before Christmas could be regarded as the richest meal at Hogwarts in a year, and chances are not every day.

　　 Just when he had eaten a seven-point full, Harry found him first. Although he wanted to experience how Karl's Spirit of God leaped, he still came over and made it clear that he didn't need Karl's help anymore. After all, this is a competition, and they belong to two colleges.

　　 Carl wiped the oil on his hand, and after spitting out the chicken bones in his mouth, he was indifferent and said to him that you are welcome. These are trivial matters, but Harry was embarrassed.

　　 "Carl, can you teach me **** Dementors?"

　　 "Why are you asking this? Aren't you learning the Patronus Mantra with Professor Lupin recently?"

　　 "He has been in poor health recently, I don't want to trouble him anymore. Besides~...I'm talking about eradication..."