DNF Meets Harry Potter

"What nonsense, how could I go to the old bat improved ageing agent to fool around?!"

Carl's mouth twitched, and he secretly said what nasty things the kid was thinking about without learning all the time.

How could he beg Snape, it should be Snape begging him in turn!

Of course, it’s not unreasonable that he can make up for this. The ambiguity between Carl and Snape is not a matter of a day or two. Old Deng has also found two people for this separately, but they are unified by the two. The caliber deceived the past.

"Hey, Carl! How did you do it?!" Before Carl could begin to explain, Harry and Ron, who were watching the excitement just now, also passed through the crowd.

Especially Ron, he was so excited that he was almost speechless.

"If you can appreciate the flow of time, you can easily do this..." Carl blinked at them mysteriously.

"Like you did in the responsive room before?" Harry thought for a while, twisting his chin and said in confusion.

"Almost! How else do you think I did it?" Carl explained casually.

"I see!" Harry nodded, his expression looked a little regretful.

"What are you talking about?" Ron tugged at the corner of Harry's clothes, his expression dumbfounded.

"I'll talk to you later!" Harry replied and walked aside silently, lost in thought.

Carl shrugged when he saw this, and then his face suddenly changed, because the excited crowd had gathered around him at this moment, and kept asking him how he did it.

"This...this...it's hard to explain clearly for a while! I have something to do, I'll talk about it next time!"

Looking at the crazy faces, Carl instantly numbs his scalp, puts his hands behind him and instantly pulls out a gorgeous God's Spirit Leap from behind his ass, rolls over and rides on, fleeing with embarrassment on both legs. on site.

To be honest, this is the first time he ran so fast.

How could someone running on the ground catch up and fly in the sky? As he ran so fast, he realized that the people who had caught up with the hopeless could not help but head back to the auditorium with drooping heads, waiting for the next ‘Warrior’ who came to challenge him desperately...

But compared to just watching jokes before, this time they look forward a bit more. The first person to break through the age limit has already appeared. Will there be a second or even third person that can be copied?

Harry glanced silently at the crowd, and he wanted to tell them not to do useless work. Even Karl used the method of pressing the bottom of the box in order to break through Dumbledore's restrictions, let alone other people!

After watching Carl pass through the barriers, he originally wanted to leave but was stopped by Ron. The reason was that Hogwarts had not signed up for the competition so far, and it was good to stay and see.

"Hey, Ron," Harry suddenly smiled and pointed to the group of witches in sky blue school uniforms at the door. "Look! Isn't that the Fanya friend of your dreams?"

Ron's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he walked in the direction of Harry's fingers. The schoolgirls of Boothbatten were walking into the front door from the outside, the girl he had made him dream of yesterday and mistakenly thought he was a fanatic Is also in it.

The people around the Goblet of Fire quickly gave them a way out, and everyone craned their necks and watched eagerly.

Mrs. Maxim followed her students into the hall. She glanced at the surrounding crowd strangely, wondering why these Hogwarts students were so excited.

But it didn't matter to her, her expression quickly returned to normal, and then she directed the students to form a column.

Then the group of witches stepped into the age circle one by one, throwing the parchment into the blue and white flames. As soon as each name entered it, the cup of fire immediately turned red, and sparks spattered, as if testing whether the input was qualified.

"Hey! There is only one true warrior in each school, Harry... what do you think... what happens to those who are not selected?"

When the fanatic girl threw her name into the fire, Ron whispered to Harry: "Are they going back to school or staying to watch the game?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head slightly, and then said his thoughts. "I guess he will stay... Isn't Mrs. Maxim going to stay as a referee?"

After all the Busbarton students signed up, Mrs. Maxim immediately led them out of the hall. She felt that these Hogwarts students seemed like Azi who was not very smart, and was fussing all day long if they didn't study well.

But if she came a little earlier, she might behave even worse than them. After all, Maxim is the headmaster of Boothbarton, and his vision and knowledge are much higher than these little wizards who have not graduated.

In order to be fair, she and Karkaroff had carefully checked the age line that Dumbledore had set before, including the two officials of the Ministry of Magic. The final conclusion is that if they want to force their way, they can’t use that line...

Just kidding, the circles drawn by the old magic wand are not covered. The resurrection stone and invisibility cloak of the same level as it are all judged to be epic-level treasures by the system, and the cycle time of reincarnation and cycle is only this level...

"Let's go, don't look, Ron! We still have to go to Hagrid! We promised him to pass the weekend before!

Carl and Hermione are probably already waiting for us now! "

Harry glanced unconsciously at Ron, who was attracted by the girl again~www.readwn.com~ quickly pushed him hard, and Hermione had gone out with Karl before.

"Okay, okay!" Ron reluctantly retracted his gaze, that girl is really beautiful, even if she is a mixed-blood vewa...

The two of them struggled to squeeze away the enthusiastic crowd who was intoxicated by the excitement and walked towards the edge of the forbidden forest together.

However, to their surprise, Hagrid's place today sounded extremely lively. Before they saw the small wooden house, they heard the sound of girls playing and playing.

They got closer, and there was a clear look on their faces. The secret of Boothbarton’s student camp was unlocked in their hearts, and the huge pink-blue carriage that carried them stopped at a distance of several tens of meters from the front door of Hagrid’s hut.

What they could see was that the group of witches were lining up one after another to get on the cart, and the giant flying horse pulling the cart was grazing in the temporarily set up paddock nearby.

Carl was sitting on the grass talking and laughing with the Fanya girl in Ron's mind, while Hermione next to her looked at them with an unhappy expression on her clothes.