DNF Meets Harry Potter

But soon, Peter realized that something was wrong. At this moment, Carl has just opened him, how could he put him back intact.

Thinking of this, Peter suddenly felt his scalp numb, and a chill rushed to the sky. Although he couldn't think of what way Carl would use to ensure that the secret would not be revealed for the time being, it was definitely not a gentle method to think of the drill spell just now...

"Forget it all!"

But before he could think carefully, a dazzling white light suddenly lit up. He only had time to scream in horror before fainting.

"It's really cheap for you!"

Seeing Peter who was fainted on the ground, Carl muttered to himself indifferently, and at the same time he put his wand against his head and began to weave false memories.

This dream is certainly not a good dream. During this process, the mouse lying on the ground twitches from time to time.

Peter realized that there was something wrong with his memory. Karl only deleted the process of torturing him tonight, but added some new memories. In this case, Peter would only think that he was really using him to practice Transfiguration, and to cover up a memory, he would use another painful memory...

After dealing with everything, Carl gently closed his eyes and began the daily compulsory meditation. Several purple fragments on his virtual right hand were closing together to form a dimensional stone...

The next morning, Carl got up from his meditation and roughly pulled Peter by the tail to lift him upside down.

Peter let out a scream on the spot, but when he saw the person in front of him, he quickly closed his mouth. In the false memory that Carl wove, he was tortured with the Transfiguration Curse last night. The little wizard in front of him is so cruel that he is simply Satan alive...

"Stop screaming, just feed you dishwashing liquid again!"

Carl's smile looked innocent, but the words that came out of his mouth were terrifying. He yawned, lifted Peter's tail and opened the door of the responsive room and walked towards the auditorium. After all, it was almost time for breakfast...

"Ron, your mouse is really bad~. Look, I almost bit my finger last night~..."

After seeing Ron, Carl stretched out a finger and complained to him with a bit of gloom. A ray of blood was clearly visible on it. This was left over by the sawdust accidentally after the battle between him and Peter last night. The only injury, and I have to say that his acting skills are very good, Ron should apologize to him for this.

And when Peter returned to Ron's hands, he went into his pocket without a word. Thinking of what happened last night, he was now scared when he saw Karl.

After breakfast, Carl headed towards the principal's office step by step with a heavy heart. Since he can't find the diary at this moment, it's better to have Dumbledore confess his mistake in a showdown early. Otherwise, waiting for Tom's first attack to begin, then the scene between him and Dumbledore would be too awkward.

"Bloody lollipop!"

With the correct password, the two monster statues outside the principal's room broke open obediently. Karl immediately took the elevator to the principal's room and knocked on the door...

The old principal was enjoying the **** pudding breakfast in a leisurely manner, when he saw Carl come in and waved at him with a smile.

When he reached Dumbledore, Carl couldn't help lowering his head and fiddling with his hands, looking nervous.

"Carl, what are you~?"

Dumbledore sorted out his messy long beard, and asked questioningly.

"What I want to say, don't be angry next. Being angry hurts the liver..."

Carl took a deep breath and began to organize words in his mind constantly, and he crossed out the beginning one after another.

"I'm the principal of Hogwarts, and I won't lose my temper to my students. You can say it~, but speak slowly. The speed of receiving messages from old people is not as fast as you young people..."

Dumbledore took a sip of black tea and said with a smile.

"Diary~, the diary ran on its own long legs..."

After quickly speaking this paragraph, Carl immediately lowered his head and opened, this time the real responsibility rests with him.

Dumbledore: "!!!"

The old principal didn't calm down after hearing these words, but he deeply understood how much damage an out-of-control Horcrux could cause Hogwarts.

"Then exactly how did this process happen?"

Dumbledore put away his smile, and said seriously.

"A powerful wizard used "Ultimate Demolition" to forcibly explode a drawer sealed with magic~...I guess it should be the remnants of Voldemort's partisans. They must have known something from Lucius to do this!"

Carl started tossing the pot frantically without flushing, but to be honest, he wasn't really to blame for this incident. Who would have thought that Peter Pettigrew would take the wrong medicine and come to such a good show.

"Sorry, Professor... I was careless this time. I didn't expect Death Eaters to come in in Hogwarts~..."

Carl lowered his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com whispered a little apologetically.

"You don't blame you for this matter~...Everyone will be negligent. But before the danger happens, we must think of countermeasures~..."

Dumbledore said to Karl calmly, as he said before, he would not be angry with his students, even if it was Tom, he was just sad that he didn't teach him well...

"Actually, I didn't get a word out of the diary at all. For example, it is said that I found the secret room fifty years ago. The monster inside was a terrifying thousand-year-old basilisk. That monster Good guy~, I almost scared me to death. In the end, I was better off. I had a battle with it, and then it just..."

Carl glanced at Dumbledore nervously, then reached out from the pocket of the school uniform and took out a small crystal bottle. Dozens of terrifying fangs dripping with an unknown liquid were flashing under the refracted light.

"Very courageous!" Dumbledore couldn't help looking at the contents of the crystal bottle before his eyes, and then smiled with satisfaction. "More than 90% of adult wizards will die tragically after encountering such a monster. You are actually in front of you. Defeated and killed it, maybe I think you could enter Gryffindor back then~..."

"It's just good luck. It just so happens that even if I close my eyes, I can clearly feel the movement around me..."

Carl smiled and did not take the words. He looked at Dumbledore apologetically. The old principal still looked like he was holding the winning ticket. His eyes through the semicircular glasses were still so wise, and he couldn't see a trace. Panic.

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