DNF Meets Harry Potter

A sound of falling objects echoed in the office, and there was also a violent scolding...

About half an hour later, Karl walked out of Snape's office, hehe smirked and gently closed the door behind him.

He looked at a bulging bag in his hand, shook it gently, and there was a clanging sound.

After all, I am better at it!

Carl backhanded the bag away and wandered around the deserted corridor. He was in a very good mood now.

After the potions class was over, it was almost time for dinner in a while, and Carmel went all the way into the auditorium thinking about what he was going to eat later.

At this moment, the popularity of the Triwizard Tournament has reached its peak. In the magnificent auditorium, there are chattering voices everywhere, and everyone is discussing what the game will be like tomorrow.

Dumbledore was still sitting in the first place with a smile, while the faces of Karkaroff and Maxim, who were on either side of him, looked gloomy and unsure of what they were irritated by.

"Tomorrow is the day when the Triwizard Tournament officially starts, so I won't say more here, please enjoy it!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Dumbledore stood up and raised his arms. All kinds of delicacies appeared on the golden plate immediately.

The little wizards cheered and immediately slew towards the feast~...

...

In the early morning of the second day, when the first ray of sunlight shone on Hogwarts, this ancient castle began to show its vitality to the outside world.

Little wizards in groups of two can be seen running wildly around the castle. Although they are not warriors, they still look forward to the upcoming game.

Hogwarts is a very magical place, no matter the undercurrents from the outside world, the situation changes; generation after generation of the Dark Lord was born and led the army to conquer this ancient castle; or there was bloodshed in the castle!

Even when it comes to life and death, as long as it is not a statutory holiday, then it is impossible to close classes!

Hmm~...and some of the magic school called Moe Academy next door...

But... this iron law was broken today!

In the early morning, the benevolent Professor Dumbledore solemnly and happily announced to everyone that because of the opening of the Triwizard Tournament, all classes this afternoon have been cancelled! All free students can go to the edge of the Forbidden Forest Paddock to watch how the warriors pass the battle!

At the moment Dumbledore’s announcement was completed, the excitement of the little wizards in the entire auditorium was finally completely detonated! They embraced each other excitedly, and they kept making indescribable noises.

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Carl almost suspected that a tentacle would come out of their mouth the next moment.

Many little wizards don’t even bother to eat lunch. After the last class in the morning, they don’t have time to clean up their things, so they run to the forbidden forest because they are too late, for fear that they won’t get a good place to watch the game. .

Although today is the day when the game officially starts, there is still one lesson that should be attended.

It's just that poor Professor Snape's wonderful teaching was interrupted again, but this time he didn't dare to get angry.

Because the person here is Professor McGonagall, the second in command of Hogwarts~...

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Severus~..." Professor McGonagall stood at the door with a vaguely apologetic face. "However, I think the two warriors should prepare for the first task."

Snape didn't say anything, just glanced at Harry and Carl in disgust, and then nodded at Professor McGonagall.

Harry stood up a little nervously, he looked worried.

"Come on, Harry!" Carl packed up his things and greeted him.

"Good luck, Harry," Seeing that Harry was a little slow, Hermione gave a light push behind him, "Don't worry. You will do it! We'll come over and cheer for you in a moment!"

"Don't worry, I will do it!" Harry clenched his fists and swallowed hard, but his voice was not as confident as usual.

Carl and Harry left the potions classroom with Professor McGonagall. In fact, she also appeared very uncomfortable, looking as nervous as Harry.

Professor McGonagall led Carl and the others out of the castle, into the forbidden forest shrouded at the end of the cold November, and walked towards the place where the fire dragon was.

"Listen to Harry! Don't panic later!" Professor McGonagall looked at Harry, his face showing some obvious worry, "Keep your head calm, if the situation gets out of control, we will have wizards to control the situation. The main thing is to try to do your best, no one will look down on you.

Wait... are you okay? "

"..." Harry heard himself say, "I mean yes, I'm fine!"

"I hope so!" After encouraging Harry for a while, Professor McGonagall put his eyes on Carl again: "Carl, remember to stay vigilant later, but don't push it up, otherwise it's easy to get hurt!

I hope you can win the game and put Deus Strong and Busbarton down first! "

"It's easy!" Carl nodded to her, a confident smile drawn from the corner of his mouth.

Gradually, they got closer and closer to their destination.

But when they approached the bushes on the edge of the forbidden forest, a newly erected tent took their place, and the entrance of the tent was facing them, blocking the fire dragons.

"Okay, that's it! It is estimated that the other warriors are here, so hurry in!" Professor McGonagall pointed to the tent, his voice was still a little nervous, apparently scared her when he first saw the fire dragons.

"Mr. Bagman should already be inside. He will tell you what to do. Good luck..."

"Got it~www.readwn.com~Professor McGonagall!"

"no problem!"

Carl and Harry answered obediently, and then walked in together.

The internal space of the tent is very large, not as small as seen from the outside world. Obviously, the staff of the Ministry of Magic used a traceless extension curse on it.

Sitting on a chair, Furong's face was as pale as paper. She bit her lower lip, the knuckle of her right hand holding the magic wand was a little red, and her forehead was full of cold sweat.

Krum stood opposite her, leaned against the tent, and stood motionless like a marble sculpture. The brow furrowed and he looked more arrogant than usual.

Carl glanced at them curiously, and now it seemed that Harry's performance seemed okay.

Bagman was sipping black tea when they came in. As soon as he saw the two of them, he immediately put down the cups in his hands and greeted them happily.

"Harry, Carl! Oh, great! You are finally here! Come in and don't be nervous, it's like being in your own home!"