DNF Meets Harry Potter

In the morning, the first ray of sunlight shone on Carl's cheek through the window, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth with his eyes closed. In the next second, the whole person lifted the quilt and rose into the air. When he landed, his loose pajamas had turned into a black school uniform.

He yawned and touched his fluffy hair, and after a quick wash, he left the bedroom.

At this time, enjoying a rich breakfast is a good choice.

Walking into the auditorium, Hogwarts today is very noisy.

Whether it is a senior who is about to graduate from a senior year, or a little wizard who has just entered school, they are all discussing intensively about what happened last night.

The Ministry of Magic moved faster than he had imagined, and the news spread to Hogwarts in just one night.

"It seems that Fudge is really quite concerned about this..." Carl looked around and finally came to this conclusion with satisfaction.

At this time, the door suddenly opened, and a large number of owls were crushed in black and even the light projected by the starry sky dome was obscured for most of the time.

The prophet’s daily newspapers were accurately and accurately dropped into the hands of every little wizard. Obviously, this was also ‘sponsored’ by the Ministry of Magic...

Because Karl himself didn't subscribe to this newspaper because he was stingy, but he also received one copy, and Naiyali received two copies...

【Shock! The Ministry of Magic's appointment to the Millisons collapsed? The current Minister Fudge tries to turn the tides and elude Azkaban fugitive Black from his grievances?

The real murderer, Peter Pettigrew, was guilty too late under the persuasion of Minister Fudge to confess his own initiative? 】

Yes, very strong! Seeing the huge title on the cover, Carl almost squirted out the milk that he had just drunk in his mouth. The inside smell was so full.

The content of the whole article is praising their great Minister Fudge for thoroughly investigating how hard it was for the unjust case that year. If it weren't for Carl to understand the truth, he would almost believe in his evil.

Sure enough, what people see is what people want them to see...

"Oh my God! I didn't expect the final result to be like this!"

"No wonder Harry and the others didn't get any harm that night. It turns out that Sirius escaped from prison for Ron's mouse!"

"Now it seems that this school year is really worrying!"

Soon, there was an endless stream of discussions on the four long tables.

"Quiet!" Dumbledore said helplessly as the crowd's discussion grew louder and louder.

Fortunately, the old principal still had so much face, everyone quickly calmed down and turned their eyes to him, with a look of expectation on his face. With such a big event, Dumbledore had no reason not to come out and sum it up.

"I believe everyone has already got some news, and I won't repeat it here!" Dumbledore said with a gentle smile, "As you can see in the newspaper, Sirius has been charged.

The dementors outside Hogwarts have also returned to Azkaban, and our martial law time should have passed, oh no, maybe this shouldn't exist at all.

Therefore, the final exam will proceed as scheduled, so please don’t take a chance—"

The smiles on the faces of the little wizards solidified. Why is every time related to the final exam? !

Professor, can we not mention this in the future?

Harry on the Gryffindor table read the report with great excitement. He grabbed a newspaper and immediately jumped from his seat and headed out the door—he couldn’t wait to think about it. It's time to share this joy with Sirius!

But before he could touch the door, the door opened by itself after a bang. Sirius walked in as handsomely as a real gentleman, wearing a gorgeous dark golden robe studded with gold, with a Ruowu smile on his face.

"Sirius!" Harry's excitement was beyond words. He grabbed Sirius' wrist and opened the newspaper in his hand. "Look at it! You are on the front page of the Daily Prophet!"

"All efforts are not in vain!"

Sirius took the Daily Prophet from Harry, and after a glance at the huge headline, he was filled with emotion for a while. He did not expect Fudge to be more anxious than him.

What happened last night may have spread throughout the magical world of England today.

What a qualified politician!

Suddenly he remembered the embarrassment of being dumped by Carl through the trash can, and a sorrow and sorrow suddenly appeared in his heart. And Karl seemed to be receptive and raised his head to meet his eyes, and said silently with his lips.

Sirius understood the word Contract, and he shook his head helplessly, thinking about when he would go to open the Black family's vault.

"is it him?"

"Sirius! It's really him!"

...

The little wizards who were having breakfast soon found Sirius next to Harry excitedly embracing, all of them could not help but exclaimed. Although Sirius had been washed away by the Ministry of Magic, he suddenly appeared to them. The front is still too exciting.

On the Ravenclaw table, Carl took out a napkin and wiped the remaining milk at the corner of his mouth casually, and walked over slowly.

"Waiting for you on the lawn at noon!"

After putting down this sentence, he left. Today is Monday, with a bunch of messy electives, but his courses are full, and he can't spare any time to complete the last step of the contract.

"Noon? It's okay!" Sirius reluctantly spread out his hands, why this product is as anxious as Fudge~www.readwn.com~ It seems that he will have to visit Gringotts later.

After getting a definite answer, Carl smiled with satisfaction, and then hurriedly walked to the Ravenclaw Tower-just walked too quickly, some textbooks forgot to take.

Then the first one was Snape's Potions class in the first quarter. Snape had already closed the door tightly when he got outside the classroom. He couldn't help knocking on the door helplessly, praying in his heart that he could squirt slightly later.

"Oh~, it turned out to be Mr. Harris!" Snape opened the door and found that a mocking smile was slowly drawn from the corner of his mouth. He felt angry with his liver when he remembered what happened last night. He was miserable.

He knew that the threat didn't come from Sirius at all, and he changed the way to trick himself that Harry was always in danger and asked him to pay.

What's more shameless is making money from both ends. Of course, the urinary Snape of the Ministry of Magic understands that it is so easy to compromise. To say that there is no such vampire in it, he doesn't believe it.

After clearing his thoughts, he looked at the boy in front of him with a shy smile on the face of a harmless human and animal, and he wished that a magical front would shake his face without a shadow.