DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Your honorable gentleman is willing to offer Dobby a job! My God, sir, you are so great!" Dobby widened his eyes when he heard the result and said in surprise.

"Of course! As for wages... what do you think is the price of five gold gallons a month?"

Carl thought for a while, then proposed. You can get a labor force at the price of five gold gallons a month, and you can earn blood! He had known Snape for so long, and probably knew that he was responsible for the teaching of potions at Hogwarts and the position of Dean of Slytherin was about one hundred and fifty gallons a month. And his previous experience has almost completely squeezed him dry, and he is still working hard to make potions to pay off his debts.

But even so, Karl still underestimated Dobby's distorted view of money.

"Five gold gallons! God! Too many! Dobby only needs five silvers...no no! Five copper nats are enough!"

Hearing the "huge" salary offered by Carl, Dobby opened his mouth in surprise and incoherently refused. Carl's willingness to give him a job made him very satisfied, and he was unwilling to accept this high salary anyway.

Carl touched his nose helplessly. Dobby made him look like a black-hearted capitalist who exploited labor. He didn't recite this.

He stopped and persuaded Dobby for a long time before the other party reluctantly agreed to adjust the salary to two Jin Jialong per month. This made him sigh. It would be great if Snape was so good at talking. Every time he met him, Snape's face looked as ugly as he had eaten Ollie.

"Hurt~, people are better than people, so angry~..."

Carl sighed with emotion, and settled much better than after living in Hogwarts, then turned and walked towards the auditorium.

For this thing, he hasn't eaten enough yet~...

...

The exams two weeks later came as scheduled, and Carl and Naiyari undoubtedly got the highest evaluation in each subject. The professors were like a scoring machine with no emotions, drawing a big picture on the transcripts. O.

The open life is so unpretentious and boring~...

But this is only for the two of them, not very friendly to the other little wizards.

This year Snape was in power, and he also controlled the questions and supervision of the two compulsory courses of Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts, which made it more difficult than ever.

After all~, Snape's style, you know... Just a **** there can suffocate the little wizards, which constitutes a unique and beautiful landscape of Hogwarts.

Carl saw that George and Fred walked out of the classroom with each other's arms this year. Their faces had never been as pale as they were at this time. Obviously, the old bat had confused the Gryffindors.

With Snape's precedent, Professor McGonagall also hit hard, raising the difficulty factor of this year's exam. After this year's attack, she felt that the actual combat ability of the little wizards of Hogwarts was still too poor. The high-end wizards mainly rely on polymorphism and many spells to play output.

At this time, Professor Flitwick had to come to join in the fun. He was a dueling frenzy at first, but due to Hogwarts' rules, he couldn't teach the students a spell that was too lethal. Therefore, we can only start with control~......

Among the four deans, the only person who is probably the only one is Professor Sprout, who laughs every day. She didn’t increase the difficulty, so she did whatever she wanted~, which made the little wizards get stuck by the professors of several required courses. The battered little soul has a touch of comfort~...

Hufflepuff is indeed the gentlest college!

After the exam, the little wizards waited tremblingly at Hogwarts for the final judgment-a summary of the results.

Carl even heard Harry say that Ron climbed into his bed in the middle of the night for comfort the night before the results were announced.

Huh~...Sure enough, is this true love?

Philip and Alex, who were in the dormitory with Carl, almost couldn’t move when they looked at their results. Even the Ravenclaw students faced an unimaginable problem this year. Under the control of the three deans, trembling, wanting to let them make their own way.

Fortunately, in the end, their test scores were all up to the standard. After they returned home, they had an explanation with their parents. The two of them couldn't restrain their excitement. They hugged Carl's arms and almost jumped into the sky. In the end, he was pushed aside with disgust.

Sitting across from Carl, Hermione presents her transcript blankly. Professor McGonagall only gave her an E (exceeding expectations) instead of O (excellent) this year, which made her couldn't believe it was true. .

This made her angry, and saw her angrily put down the transcript in her hand and sat aside sulking.

"Hermione, what's the matter with you?" Harry looked at the little witch with some confusion. It had been a while since Hermione had been sitting there. "Did a siren bother you again?"

"I only got an E in the transformation class! It's incredible!"

Hermione shook the transcript in her hand~www.readwn.com~ and said angrily.

Harry rolled his eyes and saw that he only had P (poor) transformation class and D (bad) defense against the Dark Arts class. Tears were about to fall.

"This year, only Carl and Niyali got O from Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape. Their level is really too high~..."

With a surviving smile on Alex's face, he said that these two courses benefited from their private library in the Ravenclaw common room. He both got an A (passed), and he was not I got scolded when I went back...

"Then am I~..."

Ron was weeping and showed everyone the report card in his hand. He felt that he must be dead if he went home this time.

Except for the herbal medicine class and the spell class, all the others are horrible, especially the defense against the dark magic class with only T (very bad).

Carl spread his hands, expressing powerlessness. How could the thing taught by Lockhart's story-telling big parallel seller get Snape's level? Is this an improper death?

Can’t save, wait for death, goodbye~...

"Ron, I hope I will be able to see you as a complete person in two months. Don't worry, you will be fine with the existence of the Bone-Making Potion~..."

After a slight glance at Ron's report card, Carl solemnly patted him on the shoulder to express encouragement. No matter how difficult it is, life, after all, has to continue.

When Karl mentioned the Bone Spirit, Harry couldn't help but shudder. The bones hurt last time, he died and almost didn't lift the bed...

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