DNF Meets Harry Potter

"I think I should know the reason why Voldemort survived his death spell and survived. The mortal ending was actually resolved by him in this way. He is really a clever ghost ..."

Carl quietly watched the light and shadow of the diary constantly rotating under the control of Dumbledore in mid-air, and the words came out.

Dumbledore also had some speculations in his heart at this moment. The old expression became more dignified, and he vaguely understood the method that Voldemort could take away.

"The Horcrux ..."

Carl spit out a word gently.

"Is it true?"

Dumbledore smiled like a self-deprecating laughter and then slumped back into his chair, splitting the soul and making the Horcrux to kill him to achieve imperfect eternal life. His student obsessed with power and fear of death could do it.

"I think that Voldemort's character that is so afraid of death will definitely not only make such a Horcrux. There must be more, I think this number is probably the most mysterious number in the magic world-7 ..."

Carl lifted his finger, gently. The diary started to flip up, and a little light and shadow jumped happily on the yellowed paper.

"Words, we can know something from that diary by some means, and then ... even if we need to take some risks for this ..."

Carl waved his hand again, and the diary started to burn. He looked at the diary gradually turned into ashes and smiled mysteriously.

"For a greater benefit, this is a good proposal ..."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, said.

...

After reaching a consensus with Dumbledore, Karl walked out of the principal's room with a smile, and finally saved Tom. It was really not easy for him.

Looking at the gradually closed stone monsters, Carl didn't have any slight attachment, and hurried towards the cellar controlled by the old bat.

A month ago, he put a leaf of Mandela grass in his mouth, and now it is time to take it out ...

"Boom!"

With joy in his heart, Carl struck Snape's office like drums.

Soon, Professor Potion took a somber look, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and opened the door extremely uncomfortably.

"The last time Mr. Harris came to me, it was just a month ago. Why didn't you get so punctual when you asked me about magic?

Gee ~ ... Your playful little mouth talks so much every day, that the leaf of Mandela grass hasn't been swallowed by you, it's a miracle ... "

Snape wiped his hair and came to a consistent taunting opening.

"No way, it's really uncomfortable to have a piece of grass in the mouth for a month. As you said, my playful little mouth is a little bit not flexible ... If it is placed on me before, it must be It wo n’t be cheap! "

Carl was too lazy to shoot the gun with him, and immediately reached out to take out the leaf of Mandela grass that had been in the mouth for a whole month, and gave it to Snape with some disgust.

Snape gave him a cold look, and there was no more nonsense. Immediately took a small crystal bottle out of the robe and put it away, then walked into the office, pushed it backhand, and slammed Karl out of the door with a bang. This little ghost likes to trouble every time. He is really annoying.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Carl's mouth twitched slightly and turned around to leave. The old bat's temper was still so stinky and hard that only he could accept it.

When he returned to the Ravenclaw Tower, the diligent and hard-working eagles were very abnormally and fiercely discussing this time. In the past, they should now sit quietly on the sofa seat and read a book.

"Duel Club! Professor Lockhart is going to start a duel club!"

"God, did Professor Lockhart really want to show us this time? I heard that his assistant tomorrow is Professor Snape!"

"Hogwarts hasn't had such a duel class in a long time!"

In the distance, a small piece of parchment is surrounded by a group of eagles on a small blackboard with notices.

Karl listened to the noisy sound in his ear, and soon heard several frequently repeated words. His face grew weird, and in his opinion Lockhart must have swelled after receiving the Forgiver suit. Even he now estimates that he can only open with Snape five or five. It is not necessarily who wins or loses. For players of this level of Lockhart, Snape is not like a human sandbag. .

"This man, even without self-knowledge, won't even look for opponents. He just picked the strongest and the most ruthless one under Dumbledore. Isn't it good to find Professor Sprout? At least it won't be too shameful ... … "

Carl shook his head, already anticipating the ending of Lockhart's beating by Snape tomorrow. The old bat was already unhappy because he did not serve as a black magic defense class professor this year. Lockhart, the fool, had to specifically touch him. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com

Sure enough, good words are hard to persuade the goddamn!

Carl was thinking about when Lockhart was about to be beaten by Snape. When Philip and Alex, who were discussing in the distance, turned their heads excitedly to prepare for an exchange of views, they suddenly saw an acquaintance and immediately Immediately asked with interest:

"Karl, you are back! Come and see, Hogwarts will have a duel class tomorrow afternoon!"

"Duelling class? What dueling class, what exactly do you do?"

Just as Karl was about to answer, there was a familiar footstep in his ear. Niyali took a bite of the chocolate cake in her hand, her delicate face looked puzzled.

"The duel class, as the name suggests, should be a class that teaches us how to fight. This kind of class is rare, and as far as I know, Hogwarts has not been offered in a long time.

This time Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape personally came off to show us the charm of the battle, we have to grasp it! "

Alex explained to Nayari with some excitement that he had fantasised in his heart that he would one day be able to fight against the werewolves, vampires and evil black wizards for three hundred rounds as written in Lockhart's biographical novel Then the light won.

"Lockhart, he is going to have a duel class, are you sure you are not kidding?"

Naiyali's face was a little weird. Originally, she thought about seeing the formal duel of the wizards. When she heard Lockhart's name, she was instantly disinterested.

"How is it, Niyali, is it great? Are you going? This is a real duel!"

Alex said enthusiastically, not seeing that he was a duel lover.

"Am I? Forget it ... this kind of killing and killing is not suitable for girls like me ..."