DNF Meets Harry Potter

"My honorable sir is willing to offer Dobby a job! My God, sir, you are really great!" Dobby said in great surprise, his eyes widened upon hearing this result.

"Of course! As for wages, what do you think of the price of five Galleons a month?"

Carl thought for a while, and suggested so. For the price of five Galleons a month, one labor force can be obtained, blood earning! He had known Snape for so long, and he probably knew that he was in charge of teaching Potions at Hogwarts, plus the position of Head Slytherin was about 150 Galleons per month. And what I did before has almost completely drained him, and he is still working hard to make potions to pay off his debts.

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

"Five Galleons! My God! That's too much! Dobby only needs five Silver Sickles... no no! Five Copper Knuts is enough!"

Hearing the "huge" salary proposed by Carl, Dobby opened his mouth wide in surprise and refused incoherently. Karl is willing to give him a job, which makes him very satisfied, and he is unwilling to accept this high salary anyway.

Carl touched his nose helplessly. Dobby's behavior made him look like a black-hearted capitalist who exploited labor. For this, he will not blame him.

After he stopped and persuaded Dobby for a long time, the other party reluctantly agreed to adjust the salary to two Galleons per month. This made him sigh, it would be great if Snape was so easy to talk to. Every time he met him, Snape looked as ugly as if he had eaten Ollie.

"Harmful~, people are better than others, so mad~..."

Carl sighed with great emotion, and after settling Dobby to live in Hogwarts, he turned and walked towards the auditorium.

For this matter, he hasn't had enough to eat yet~...

...

Two weeks later, the exams came as scheduled. Carl and Naiyali undoubtedly got the highest evaluation in each subject. The professors drew big big marks on each report card like an emotionless grading machine. O.

The life of hanging up is so simple and boring~...

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

This year, Snape was in power, and at the same time controlled the writing and supervision of the two compulsory courses of Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts, which made the difficulty even more difficult.

After all~, Snape's style, you know... just hitting there can make the little wizards feel suffocated, which constitutes a unique and beautiful landscape of Hogwarts.

Carl saw that George and Fred walked out of the classroom this year supporting each other, and their faces were never as pale as this time. Apparently, 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 attacks, she felt that the actual combat ability of little wizards in Hogwarts was still too poor. And high-end wizards mainly rely on Transfiguration and many spells to output.

At this time, Professor Flitwick would of course join in the fun. He was a duelist back then, but because of the rules of Hogwarts, he couldn't teach the students too destructive spells. Therefore, we can only start with control~...

Among the four deans, the only one who is a human being is probably Professor Sprout, who smiles every day. She didn't raise the difficulty level, so she did whatever she wanted~, which made the little wizards stumped by the professors of several compulsory courses. There is a little comfort for the little heart full of holes~...

Hufflepuff is indeed the gentlest house!

After the exams, the little wizards waited tremblingly at Hogwarts for the final verdict—a summary of the results.

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

Huh~...... Is this really true love?

Philip and Alex, who shared the dorm with Karl, were almost unable to walk when they were looking at their grades. Even Ravenclaw students had to face the unimaginable difficulties this year. Trembling under the control of the three deans, they wanted to let them let him die.

Fortunately, their test scores finally met the standards, and they had an explanation with their parents after returning home. The two immediately couldn't restrain their excitement, hugged Carl's arms from left to right, and almost jumped into the sky , and was finally pushed away by him with a look of disgust.

Hermione sat across from Carl, blankly looking at the report card in her hand. Professor McGonagall only gave her an E (exceeded expectations) instead of O (outstanding) this year, which made her unbelievable. .

This pissed her off, and she angrily put down the report card in her hand, and sat aside, sulking.

"Hermione, what's wrong with you?" Harry looked at the little witch with some doubts. He had been sitting there for a long time. "Did the siren annoy you again?"

"I only got an E in Transfiguration! It's unbelievable!"

Hermione shook the report card in her hand and said angrily.

Harry rolled his eyes and was on the verge of tears as he saw that he only had a P (poor) in Transfiguration and a D (bad) in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Only Karl and Nayari got O from Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape this year. Their level is really too high..."

Alex said with a smile on his face after the disaster, these two courses benefited from the private library in their Ravenclaw common room, and he got an A (passed), so it was not too late. Go back and get scolded...

"Then I'm not~..."

With a sad face, Ron 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 class and the charm class, everything else is terrible, especially the defense against the dark arts class that only has a T (very bad).

Carl spread his hands, expressing his helplessness. How could it be possible to win Snape's level with the things taught by Lockhart, a big parallel importer who can only tell stories? Is this inappropriate courting death?

I can't save it, I'll die, and I'll say goodbye~...

"Ron, I hope I can see the complete you in two months. Don't worry, with the existence of the Bone Spirit Potion, you will be fine~..."

After glancing at Ron's report card, Carl solemnly patted him on the shoulder to express his encouragement. No matter how difficult it is, life must go on after all.

As soon as Carl mentioned the Bone Spirit, Harry couldn't help shivering. Last time he got a bone, it hurt so badly that he almost threw the bed...