DNF Meets Harry Potter

"I lost my beloved woman forever, and my career collapsed with me. I felt that if Professor Dumbledore finally persuaded him, he would probably kneel in front of Lily's grave ..." Karl started. The teacup drank the last drop of tea inside, and then looked at Harry meaningfully.

Harry stared hairy in his eyes and shivered uncontrollably.

"What do you look like? I can see goose bumps all over ..."

The little savior hugged himself with a little fear, he was thinking that Karl would n’t have any idea.

"Nothing ... don't you wonder how Dumbledore persuaded him?"

Carl said with a wicked smile on his face.

"You don't say how do I know?"

Harry twitched his lips, and he felt that Carl was getting worse somehow.

"Sorry, I don't know the answer to this question. So, it's up to you to find it yourself ..."

Carl smiled insidiously, and he liked it the most.

Hermione, who had been sad for a long time, was amused by Carl.

"Right, Carl. How could your wand be in Professor Lockhart's hands this morning?"

Ron, who finally broke free from Hagrid's arms, took a few breaths and suddenly thought of the unreasonable black magic defense class this morning.

"This ... Professor Lockhart said that his wand was forgotten in the classroom, but he didn't expect the classroom door to be opened as soon as the door was closed, so he found the wand I borrowed ..."

Karl sucked his lips and thought about it carefully. He thought it would be better not to dismantle Lockhart. After all, people are now their own patrons. He can't do such a stupid thing that breaks his financial path.

"By the way, when you mention the wand, I suddenly remembered that your wand is not broken? Let me Kang Kang, I might have a way to fix it ..."

How exactly the magic wand is made has always wanted to study, especially the trace inside. And he heard that the Ministry of Magic still has the means to trace the magic spell that the wand once released, which made him even more curious.

"Of course, anyway, it's completely broken now. It's okay if it's okay, if it can be repaired." Ron immediately passed his wand with joy, looking at Carl's eyes. There are some small expectations.

Karl took the wand and turned it over carefully to observe it, and found that the wand was badly damaged. After going through the double torment of Beaten Willow and Lockhart, it has been broken into two pieces, and the outside is only repaired and glued by Ron with magic glue, so that the wand will not be completely broken.

The broken wand, the system just received ten gold coins symbolically, all the information of the wand was transferred out of the details, and then the material of the wand can be seen, and the grudge of Lucia was originally identified. But it cost him tens of thousands of gold coins.

Item introduction: Magic wand (ash wood, unicorn hair)

Rarity: Advanced (decreased to normal due to fragmentation)

Special note: This is a wand with severe damage. The core of the wand has been severely damaged. Perhaps it is a good choice to use it to self-cut ...

"Maybe it can be repaired, but I can't guarantee it, I can only say that it can be tried!" Carl frowned after seeing the instructions, which was really tricky. But with the help of Tom Riddle, he was still a little bit sure, but in order to prevent being beaten, there are some words that cannot be too full at any time ...

"Then you can just do it, don't worry about anything, anyway, it's bad enough now, and it doesn't make any difference." Ron said weakly. He was angry now that he saw the wand half dead At the same time, he also madly talked to Lockhart in his heart.

The damage to the wand was worse for him who was not rich.

"That's fine!"

Carl nodded slightly, and Ron's wand disappeared from his hand as soon as his wrist turned.

Then Carl listened quietly to the unlucky Harry and Ron complaining about how disgusting Filch's method was. After the sun was setting, he also stood up and stretched out a big lazy waist: "Huh ~ It ’s been a long time ... I want to go back to the dorm first, how about you? "

"I'm going to brush the toilet ..."

"I'm going to the prize showroom to wipe the trophy"

Harry and Ron said sadly, but they could only accept fate.

...

Carl and Nyari looked at each other, and immediately smiled unconsciously. The two returned to the dormitory, of course, not for rest, but took some necessary items and went straight to the room where there was a request, and then ...

I did an action that didn't allow me to write in detail, and even more annoying was that I needed to complete the word count ...

In the end, Nayali and Karl walked out of the request room with great sweat, and as if nothing had happened, they went to the hall of the auditorium again for dinner. During this journey, the artifact robe of the two of them played their biggest role. The sweaty head was steamed quietly to dry, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and also exuded the clear fragrance of shower gel ...

Nai Yali elegantly cut a piece of steak with a knife and fork and gently sent it into Carl's mouth, causing the roommates next to Karl to sigh and jealous.

Soon, the night came, and today's night sky looked extremely dark, with no trace of starlight passing through the window.

Karl gently climbed up from the bed, still wearing pajamas. He pretended to fumble close to the desk in the dark, carefully lighting a candle.

In the faint candlelight, several roommates who slept like dead pigs did not notice the sudden light source. Karl took a key from his pajama pocket and opened the desk drawer.

"Let me go, I open my drawer, how to do it like a thief ..."

Carl scolded and took out a dilapidated diary from the drawer. Tom, you are ready to be a tool man!

"Tom, Tom! Are you asleep? ! 』

Karl took the quill pen lightly and wrote a line on it with the faint candlelight.

"Except when I'm going to fall asleep when no one knows, I generally don't sleep ..."

Just after Karl had just finished writing, such words appeared on the yellowish paper.

"Then can you guide me later?" Ron ’s wand is broken. In addition, Professor Lockhart commissioned me to make a set of magic props for him. If I make it by myself, it may fail ...

Carl scratched his head, muttered his mouth, disguised as a pure little wizard, and wrote such a sentence.

"Good! But it's so late now, why did you tell me this time? 』

The writing changed rapidly, and Tom Riddle felt a little puzzled.

"Because I found a good place! 』