DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Hey, Da Lang... ahem! Carl, eat fish to replenish your brain... You should eat more when you are growing your body..."

　　Nayali stared at him with a smile, her smile made Carl feel a little shuddering.

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　　 Just as he became more and more panicked under Naiyari's gaze, Hermione swayed over.

　　 "Are you going to have a sardine too, Hermione?" Naiyali raised her eyebrows slightly, and inserted a sardine with the knife she had just finished. There was a faint unhappiness in her violet eyes.

　　 I am teaching my man, what are you doing suddenly? !

　　 Do you want to have a battle? Tell you, little bitch, my old lady can not only make black tea, but also treat green tea...

　　 "Carl, didn't you say that I will teach you to dance the waltz after lunch? I think you haven't been here for so long..." Hermione's eyelids twitched, feeling that something was wrong with Nayari today...

　　 "Ah, did I say that?" For a moment, Carl fell into the ice cave, but although he was panicked, the smile on his face did not change much, only a little oozing from his forehead.

　　 "Of course! You only said that when the transformation get out of class was over today..." Hermione frowned. In his mind, Karl didn't seem to be a forgetful person.

　　 Unless...

　　 Suddenly, Hermione thought of a possibility.

　　——The Carl in front of you is someone pretending to be a compound decoction! What about the real Karl? It's lunch time, he can't go anywhere!

　　 And there was no sign of movement, no signs.

　　 She felt that even if the Dark Lord came in person, it was impossible to steal him silently like this!

　　 Everything before her eyes revealed a weird aura, and Hermione didn't know whether she should stay here anymore.

　　 "Dance? What dance? Waltz? Prepared for the prom?"

　　 The smile on Naiyari's face grew brighter, interrupting Hermione's thinking, and one question after another almost stunned her.

　　 "Yes... If nothing else, it should be the waltz, this dance is the most familiar..." Hermione replied subconsciously.

　　 "Oh... this way..." Naiyali showed a dazed expression on her face, grabbed Carl who was about to run, and then she was about to ask.

　　 "Then... Are you two going to the dance together?"

　　 Naiyali crossed her hands in front of the table, her delicate body leaned forward slightly, her violet eyes were chaotic and distorted like an abyss, and her tone was as sacred and inviolable as an edict.

　　 Deviated, distorted sound!

　　 Under close contact, Hermione, who could not do anything to resist, instantly shook her way. Not only did her eyes become blurred, her voice also softened.

　　 This magic is probably a few levels higher than the mind-taking, and Veritaserum is not as effective as it. But in an instant, Naiyali knew the cause and effect, and by the way, she had all the information about the dance.

　　 "Hmph! I'll settle the account with you later!" Naiyali glared fiercely at Karl, who was a little fidgeting next to him, and then released the magic.

　　 "……"

　　 Carl's face gradually lost his smile, and the picture began to turn black and white.

How did that happen? How did that happen!

For a brief moment, many memories reappeared in his mind like a horse watching flowers, and finally these pictures merged into a paragraph-some people are still alive, but he is actually dead; some people were buried at the age of eight. He died at the age of eighty...

"Miss Granger, I don't think I need to trouble you with this matter! I'll do it!" Naiyali raised her hand and poured a cup of black tea for her, and said with a smile, "There is no dance that I can't do in this world. …"

　　 "That's it..." Hermione felt a little lost, and suddenly wanted to refute, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized that she had no reason to refute.

　　 They have the same surname...

　　If Karl is Vera, then...Niyari should be too?

　　 Hermione remembered the year Naiyari entered school. The whole auditorium seemed to have returned to the ancient forest-like grand occasion, and all the plants were cheering for her...

　　 With a depressed mood, Hermione left the Ravenclaw long table.

　　 And after Hermione left, Naiyali's knuckles creaked, and there was still an unknown smile on her face.

"I remember, I used to tell you that I can dance, right? I told you to stay away from her... So, what else can you explain? You might as well say it, just say it, and I can listen... …"

　　 Click, click...

　　 The poor table knife suffered a devastating blow again this time, and the entire blade was crushed by Naiyali.

　　Silver crumbs slowly fell to the ground from her hand along the fingers...

　　 Why the **** did I think so much, but it happened that Hermione was next to him, and he uttered a strange word...

　　 At this moment, Carl's heart is broken...

　　 "Should we almost go now?" Even though she was in a rage, Naiyari did not immediately attack, she was still elegant.

　　 Carl nodded stiffly.

　　 At this time, also sitting at the Ravenclaw long table, Fleur, who had just rejected an invitation from a Hogwarts boy impatiently, noticed him.

　　 almost instantly, her eyes lit up. These people she didn't even knew made her so annoying, she hadn't even seen Karl come in before.

　　 She stood up, UU reading www.uukanshu.com instantly caught everyone's attention. The four warriors performed well in the game, and they all gained a lot of fans, but Karl was too strong...

　　 Either doubts, excitement, or trepidation, the light of the eyes is constantly projected on Furong, but she may have seen more, she doesn't care about all of this, she still walks in Carl's direction like an okay person.

　　 "Thank you for driving away that pesky reporter for me. The professors only announced the news of the prom this morning. You haven't found a partner yet? Are you interested in participating in the prom with me?"

　　 Furong stretched out her hand gracefully towards Karl, who looked a little pale, and shocked the audience when she spoke.

　　 Click, click, click...

　　 Then there was the heartbreaking voice of the little wizards...

　　 "Miss Delacour, you really will choose the time..."

　　 Naiyali looked at the sudden emergence of Lotus and her presumptuous words, and she wished to beat her up immediately to make her sober and sober who is Carl’s dancing partner!

　　 Naiyali, who was getting more and more angry, was holding Carl's wrist with a sudden force, and Carl gasped in pain.

　　 She glanced at Carl without leaving a trace, and she understood the meaning in her eyes.

　　 "I'm really sorry, sorry...Miss Delacour, I already have someone I want to invite, so please come back..."

　　 "I called me Fleur when I first met, and now I have found a partner, call me Miss Delacour..."