DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's all here, won't you sit down for a while?" Karl grinned and clasped Malfoy's shoulders, and directly restrained him with the power of the dimension.

"No, no! Professor Snape has something to do with me!" Malfoy's face changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't even move his body.

"Oh~, is it?" Carl nodded thoughtfully, then took out a piece of rag from his pocket, "Then you can ask Professor Snape how to punish someone for malicious damage to someone else's property?"

"Malfoy, don't talk nonsense!" Harry rushed over with a cold snort, spread his five fingers and grabbed Malfoy by the collar, "Apologize to Ron immediately, or you will feel better!"

"Impossible! He broke the clothes himself, what does it have to do with me!" Malfoy was pale, but still insisted.

Asking him to apologize to a Weasley is better than sharking him.

"Torn apart!"

A red light flashed, and the snake that Malfoy had previously summoned was destroyed by Ron's splitting spell. He lifted his wand and pointed it tremblingly at Malfoy's nose, a faint light converging on the tip of the wand...

"It's Ron who is going to hit you, it has nothing to do with us!" Carl shook Malfoy's wand and looked at him playfully.

"All petrification!" Ron chanted the spell loudly, and a gray-white spell shot out and flew towards Malfoy's face quickly.

That's it, mom! I am dead!

Malfoy's face was ashen ashes, just for a while, he had already thought of himself entering a petrified state and then being beaten by Ron.

"Eliminate the invisible!"

Just when the petrification curse was about to hit him, there was only a bang, and the classroom door was slammed open.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in the silent classroom, and the translucent Vanishing Curse collided with the Petrifying Curse, and the two curses immediately melted.

With a black robe, an eternally gloomy face, and hair that smelled of fragrance just after washing, Snape walked in coldly.

"Professor Snape!" Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise. Snape's sudden appearance was something he never expected. It seems that Malfoy can't be taught this time.

Harry felt a little regretful, and Malfoy, who was able to ache and hate him, was justified. Such opportunities were rare.

His petrification curse was blocked by Snape, and Ron was anxious, but he didn't dare to attack immediately. As soon as Snape walked in, the cold and warning eyes made him feel like an ice cave.

"Let go of him!" Snape looked at Carl with incomparably hollow eyes, and spit out a word indifferently, "Even if Malfoy makes a mistake, you won't have your turn to punish him!"

"So, what do you think Professor Snape should do?" Karl blinked his eyes and asked with a grin, but the hand holding Malfoy's shoulder still showed no sign of letting go.

"Provoke classmates, make trouble for no reason! Half a month of confinement!" Snape glanced at Malfoy, and then slowly said after seeing that he had not been hurt.

"Ron's dress was damaged by him. Isn't Professor Snape going to make him pay for it?" Carl shook his head and asked again.

Hearing this, Snape turned to look at Malfoy, and said calmly, "You negotiate for yourself~..."

"I'll pay him for a new dress!" Malfoy gritted his teeth, knowing that the situation is better than others, so he agreed.

He was also a little bit uncomfortable in his heart, that ragged dress was broken when he pulled it casually, and when he thought of paying Ron a new one, his heart felt as uncomfortable as being stabbed by a needle.

"It's pretty much the same!" Carl smiled with satisfaction, let go of the hand holding Malfoy's shoulder, and then gave him a hard push on his back.

Malfoy felt that his body was back again, but before he was happy, he staggered. If it wasn't for Snape to stabilize his hand, he would definitely fall into a shit.

After solving the matter, Snape didn't say a word, and flung his pitch-black cloak, and quickly disappeared from the sight of everyone in three steps and two steps.

"Weasley, you're waiting here! I'll get a dress to pay you!" Malfoy gave Ron a vicious look, and then followed Snape's footsteps away.

Ten minutes later, Malfoy came back with a ugly face, still holding a pure black dress in his hand.

"Take it, Weasley! I don't owe you anything!

You made a lot of money this time! Look, this is the dress that the ball should wear. Even if your piece is for house elves, I don’t think they will accept it! "

Malfoy is worthy of being an old onmyoji. He played with onmyoji and didn't want to suffer.

"Go to hell, Malfoy!" Ron's face turned blue and his lips kept shaking.

"I don't believe Snape can protect you this time!" Whether it was tolerable or unbearable, he pulled out his wand again angrily, planning to beat Malfoy anyway.

Harry and Hermione beside them also pulled out their wands and stared at him sternly. Malfoy didn't see it well, and flung the gown he was going to pay Ron to the sky, hurriedly greased the soles of his feet, and slipped...

Ron immediately chased him, but when he ran out of the gate, Malfoy was gone. He stomped angrily, looking at the dress Malfoy had paid him, wishing to tear it apart.

"No, no...I want to go to the dance party, at least tonight!" Ron kept panting, frantically giving psychological hints to himself, and finally calmed down.

"Try it first to see how this dress is..." Harry said to the point.

Ron nodded, and immediately walked towards the common room with this dress, the most important thing now is this.

A moment later, when Karl saw him again, he almost breathed out.

If his previous ‘family heritage’ dress was a skirt, then the one Malfoy paid him was a tight...

The black tuxedo tightly clung to Ron's body, tight and tight, the cuffs were a lot shorter, and the buttons on his chest were about to burst.

Obviously, Malfoy put him again.

"It seems that Malfoy gave you his dress from last year..." Carl sullenly resisted a smile, his expression very strange.

"Next time I will give him a shark!" Ron shouted angrily, and immediately wanted to take off this extremely inappropriate dress.

But when his hand just touched the button on his chest and tried his best to untie it, the button finally couldn't bear the love that didn't belong to it, and hit the wall directly, and then bounced back to hit the wall. Lost Ron's forehead.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Hearing Ron's ghost cry and howling, Karl finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This is not to blame him, because this scene is so happy.

"The magnification spell is much easier to control than the split spell!" Karl reminded him after Ron took off the tights with an awkward look.

"Yes! Amplify the curse! Oh, damn... Why did I forget this?!"

Ron slapped his forehead and suddenly realized. He immediately put the dress on the table and spread it out, then rubbed his hands.

"Zoom in quickly!"

The tip of the wand lit up with a red light, and under the influence of magic, the dress that originally didn't fit was enlarged and sometimes shrunk. After more than twenty minutes of repeated cycles, Ron then put down the wand satisfactorily.

"That's not enough. If Malfoy sees you wearing this to a dance party at night, he will definitely make a big announcement in Hogwarts..."

Carl shook his head and pointed out the sharp point of the problem.

"But what should I do?" Ron was suddenly anxious when Karl was poured cold water.

"I can give it a try!" Carl thought for a while and immediately gave his own suggestions.

"That's great! That **** Malfoy would do that if he saw it!"

After getting Ron's consent, Carl took out his wand somewhat seriously, and it was the first time he did this to change his clothes.

After passing through the image of the dress in his mind, he gently waved his wand, and the dress floated into the air in an instant.

The black faded, a touch of light purple with a little pink began to render and outline on it, the original button position was completely erased, and the top part looked like a special cloak...

The inner lining, bottoms and waistband are also changed, and the top is fitted under the precise control of Carl to make it look self-contained...

"Not bad!" Carl tilted his head and smiled as he admired his work.

Item name: Weird life (pseudo),

Rarity: Normal,

ps. It's really hard to guess, which narcissist's work is this?

After thinking about it, he didn't know how to change it to look good, so he directly followed the appearance of a certain strongest women's suit with only a few changes.

The hem of that thing is a skirt, the top part has a chest, and the big scale flies up...

Carl felt that if he did exactly that, Ron, who was furious, might grab his clothes and smear his face.

But looking at Ron's expression, Karl thought his craftsmanship was quite good. Something called self-confidence returned to him.

"By the way, where's Harry and Hermione?" Ron couldn't help but ask, caressing his new gown, looking around and not seeing them.

"What else, go to change clothes and make-up... It's dinner time right away, and the Christmas ball will begin after dinner..." Carl replied casually.

"Then why don't you go?" Ron's expression looked a little confused.

"Handsome people never need makeup. As for how long does it take to change clothes? That's a dress, and it's not a medieval armor that you need to wear one by one..."

Seeing him asking about this, Carl was rather strange. He won't waste so much time to fix these bells and whistles. This is Naiyali's hobby. She is probably still doing manicure right now...

The corners of Ron's mouth twitched slightly, and Carl's reason was indeed good.

"Let's go, let's go to the auditorium and wait for them first!" After Karl said hello to him, he immediately got up and walked out.

"Wait for me!" Ron quickly changed his dress and hurried to catch up.

At this moment, many people are already sitting in the auditorium. On this special day today, the little wizards of Hogwarts all took off their usual black school uniforms and put on all kinds of cool and colorful dresses.

The hall was full of laughter and laughter. Most of the girls put on their makeup and put on the most beautiful dresses they believed to be. They gathered in twos and threes to discuss daily gossip, so that the eyes of the boys in their adolescence Look straight.

"Oh, my God...they are so beautiful!" Ron found a place to sit, looked around the auditorium, and said with some emotion.

"Women are for their own pleasure~" Carl spit out a few words faintly, "They don't want to be underestimated by their dancing partners and sisters..."

"That's true!" Ron very much agreed with what he said, even Lavender, who doesn't dress much at all, is still so hard today.

The two chatted, and soon Harry and Hermione pushed open the oak door and walked in. They looked more dazzling than ever before.

Harry even felt that he had received so much attention when he won the golden egg.

Lily's vision is very good. The two dresses she chose perfectly fit the temperament of the two.

When Hermione took off the school uniform she usually wore and put on the royal blue dress carefully prepared by Lily and appeared in front of everyone, it almost attracted the attention of everyone present.

The light brown hair was draped over his shoulders, naturally slightly rolled up, as if mixed with gold threads, it was also shining brightly under the shining of candlelight, which was particularly dazzling. The hem of the long skirt was dragged on the ground, shining brightly. The cloth was made of extremely smooth silk, with a curve of unevenness.

The sound of da da sounded, it was the sound of high heels stepping on the spiral staircase. She just walked step by step with a smile...

"Carl, you pinch me. Is that really Hermione?!" Ron's mouth was big, and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Oh..." Carl's expression was very strange, he had never seen such a request.

Oh, it's not right. I've seen it before, and Harry has died like this before, so he never skinned in front of Carl again.

But since Ron wants to ~www.readwn.com~, of course he must be satisfied...

So, he stretched out his helping hand and twisted Ron's thigh severely, and he almost screamed out of the stool because of the pain.

"You're really playing!" Ron grinned, wiping a handful of tears, his entire face twisted into a mask of pain.

"It's strange, didn't you ask me to help you wake up?" Carl waved his hand and motioned him to go play, don't disturb him to see beautiful women.

"Clara's vision is really good! If I hadn't prepared the dress for a long time, I would like her to see it for me...

Damn it, why isn't Naiyari coming out yet! Hermione had already prepared everything she wanted to play. She wouldn't really pinch the eight o'clock time, would she? "

Carl slapped his lips, looking at the highly anticipated Hermione, couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

At this moment, an ethereal voice came from upstairs.

"Do you miss me? I miss you..."