DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Harry, let's go!" Carl dragged Harry out of the room while dragging him out of the room. He suddenly wanted to ask Dumbledore if what he had said before counted.

A thousand gold gallons may be a huge sum of money for other little wizards, but he is different. Snape and Sirius are still waiting for him to harvest the two crops of leeks that have grown so well recently.

Although he did a lot of things like the empty glove white wolf, this was the first time he was caught on himself.

Can this be tolerated?

"Walk around, Harry! Are you still troubled by what you saw yesterday? Let's find Professor Dumbledore, he must be able to do something!"

With this idea, Carl dragged Harry to the principal's room. Dumbledore must be there right now!

A few minutes later, an ugly stone statue appeared in front of the two.

"Carl, do you know the password?" Harry said awkwardly, looking at the stone statue that couldn't let go.

"I don't know!" Karl pulled out his wand, the tip of the wand lit up with a faint red light, and a smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth, "but, can't you just try it?"

"Sizzle Honey!"

"Licorice Wand!"

"Bibidou flavored beans!"

...

"Jelly slug!"

"Ultimate blasting! A thunderbolt blast! Bone to pieces!"

After he reported more than a dozen candy names in a row, he heard only a loud noise from BOOM, and the stone beast guarding the door was finally overwhelmed by his lust.

It's cracked a bit badly...

It's almost broken into pieces...

"Look, isn't this all right?" Karl waved his hand to disperse the choking dust in front of him, and said to Harry with a smile on his face.

"..." Carl's unique way of opening the door made Harry's eyes twitch frantically.

"Are you sure that Professor Dumbledore won't bother you if you do this? I think he should be lifting his wand from inside now and is about to rush out..."

Seeing the broken stone beast in front of him, Harry almost knelt to him. Don't drag me down!

"Don't worry, don't worry! He can't hear it!" Carl waved his hand and released the silencer magic that he had just released.

After all, he walked in nonchalantly, Harry gritted his teeth and quickly followed, feeling that he had time to confess his mistake with Professor Dumbledore now.

When Harry also stepped onto the rotating steps, Karl hurriedly drew out his magic wand, and at the same time activated the Philosopher’s Stone. The power of time exchanged the tip of the rod, and the dust from the fragments of the stone beast whirled in mid-air and finally integrated into One.

"Look, isn't this all right?" Carl let out a sigh of relief, then wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was really not easy for this stonebreaker to recover, he thought it would not take much effort.

Don't look at him before looking as stable as an old dog, but in fact a group of panicked. He still took a big risk in doing this, in case Dumbledore had just walked out of it when he exploded, he would be finished.

Although he also feels that this probability is too small, but what if? Ron would be caught every time Snape talked badly behind his back, and when he was lucky, he could find any trouble.

"You're really good!" Harry was dumbfounded by Karl's mystery operation. Can he do it like this when he wants to enter the principal's office? Learned, learned!

"Dangerous action, please don't imitate it! Otherwise, when a professor misses you in the future, don't call it wrong, let alone I taught you..."

Carl saw Harry with a clear look, and hurriedly separated himself. That is, in Dumbledore's office, he dared to do something like this, he wouldn't dare to switch to Professor McGonagall, or the old bat.

Otherwise, he might have just exploded in the last second, and in the next second he would be able to see the expression on the faces of the professors that he wanted to eat him.

Who called Dumbledore's office special? There is also an elevator, it's really a flower...

The spiral staircase rose slowly, and Carl complained in his heart.

I haven't been here for more than three months, and the principal's office is still the same, with no change. The portraits of the principals of past generations saw them come in only with a curious glance and then withdrew their gazes. After all, the two of them are already regular visitors here.

"Hmm? Bagman and Crouch have already told you the specific rules? Are there any questions you two have come to see me at this time? Are there any questions?"

Dumbledore, who was half lying in his chair and staring at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking, saw them come in and slowly straightened up, showing some curiosity under his half-moon glasses.

Harry looked at Dumbledore with a weird expression on his face. He hadn't heard the loud explosion sound just now. Carl's sound insulation magic was really slippery.

As if nothing happened to Karl Quan, he hummed a little song and found a place to sit down, and then looked at Harry with encouraging eyes.

"It's like this, Professor! I saw some bad things last night, I think it should be necessary to tell you..."

Harry took a deep breath, organized the language in his mind, and then reread what he had just told Carl again without missing a word.

It was Voldemort, Dumbledore listened very carefully, and gradually, the smile on his mouth gradually disappeared, replaced by a solemn face. Except for the scar, Voldemort has not caused even the slightest regret on Harry in the past ten years, and it is different now...

"You just said that you only saw it after you went back to the Triwizard Tournament last night?"

Dumbledore put his hands on the table and put his eyes tightly on Harry~www.readwn.com~Yes, I felt something was wrong at the time, like a fire in my heart, and my head hurt so much... …"

Recalling the scene of yesterday when he used a magical front to tear the Gryffindor flag in a rage, Harry suddenly felt scared. If the curse was not aimed at the flag but at the nearest Fred What?

No one can react to such a close distance...

As for the power of that spell, Harry couldn't be more clear. Was Voldemort's influence on him so great? He had never thought about this before...

"Is he really coming back?" Harry swallowed, stumbling and asking, now only Dumbledore can give him a sense of security.

"Very likely!" Dumbledore did not deceive Harry's thoughts at this moment, and said with absolute certainty: "We have reason to believe that this time your name suddenly appeared in the Goblet of Fire is his ghost!"

"You mean..." Harry looked a little upset, and Voldemort was about to resurrect? This heavy news almost knocked him out.