DNF Meets Harry Potter

The old principal worked hard to contact the Daily Prophet to report the printing fee, and then hired people to post small advertisements on various telephone poles. After finally finding someone who is not afraid of death, how could he escape so easily?

After accepting the post of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts and wanting to go out completely, what unrealistic things do you think~...

"Ron~...how can you talk about the professor like that?!"

Harry was also a little dissatisfied at the moment.

"Everyone is aware of the situation of the professors of Defense Against the Dark Arts. Almost all the problems in Hogwarts in the past two years have something to do with them~..." Ron rubbed his nose, his face was slightly red, and he looked a little uncomfortable. Sorry, but then he defended himself by saying:

"Professor Quirrell from the year before last was a dark wizard and had a great connection with the mysterious man, that's all. Even if he is a Death Eater, he is still somewhat real.

Last year's Lockhart was even more powerful. He actually lied to Hogwarts directly. Not only did he tell us the whole year's story, but he also made an attack, and even caused Hagrid to enter Azka. class.

Also, which professor will come to the school with the students. And this Professor Lupine was on the Hogwarts Express as soon as he appeared, maybe he was a dark wizard who was going to inquire about the situation first, it really makes people have to guard against~..."

After expressing his opinion in a low voice, Ron glanced furtively at Lupine who was curled up in a corner. Seeing that he was still covered with a blanket and seemed to have not woken up, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this Lupine is different from Snape, he doesn't have the physique that he can detect when he speaks ill behind his back.

"You can rest assured! Professor Lupine is fine, he is not a dark wizard nor a liar, and he may be the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in the past few years!"

After hearing Ron's conspiracy theory, Carl almost popped his eyes out. This kind of imagination, it would be a shame not to go to Rita Skeeter to learn how to make up nonsense.

"That's good, that's good! Looks like Sirius is the only external trouble this year, and there won't be another internal trouble~..."

Ron smiled embarrassingly, and finally put his heart back in his stomach.

However, he, who was always thorny, didn't notice that Lupine in the corner trembled suddenly as if stung by a bee.

Hermione and Ron were arguing so loudly just now, how could he still sleep, he woke up as early as the moment they came in.

It was just that he was a little tipsy after drinking Carl's fake wine, and he was too sleepy after traveling these days. Lupine didn't plan to get up to say hello to his dear Harry. Instead, he planned to sleep for a while. Since he became a professor , then there will be more opportunities to meet in the future.

But he never expected that just when he was about to go back to sleep again, he heard these things that shouldn't be heard.

Lupine said, I am neither a dark wizard nor a liar, but a miserable werewolf who is weak and poor, and can barely afford food. Why should he hear these words? He shouldn't have heard it at this time!

The corner of Lupine's mouth under the blanket twitched. At this moment, he clearly realized that the little wizards at Hogwarts had a different opinion on the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

It wasn't like that when he was a student, and it was Quirrell and Lockhart who made the position a mess.

At this moment, Lupine felt even sadder. This means that he will have to be very careful in his next days as a professor at Hogwarts, because maybe someday a curious little wizard will come to investigate his secrets, just like his two Same as seniors.

social death~…

After temporarily interrupting the topic, Harry's face became more and more serious. He watched Carl want to ask something a few times, but he didn't want to disturb his interest in playing chess. At this time, Ron looked at Carl and Nayali's unfinished chess pieces and pointed excitedly.

After all, when it comes to playing wizard chess, Ron is completely at the level of "knowing the king".

Just like no one knows resurrection better than Carl, he can also proudly declare that no one in Hogwarts knows wizard chess better than him!

"Will!"

Finally, under Ron's constant pressure, Carl's cannon will kill the king of Niyali. The girl glanced at him with some dissatisfaction, waved her hand and changed the chessboard back to the tablecloth, expressing that she was not interested now.

Seeing this exquisite wandless spellcasting, Harry and Hermione's eyes were full of envy. In their eyes, Nayari is as talented in magic as her brother, and they can cast spells without a wand that most adult wizards don't know. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many Death Eaters who had their wands confiscated being tortured to death by the Dementors in Azkaban.

Thinking of Azkaban, Harry turned even paler. He hesitated for a long time, and finally looked at Carl as if he had made up his mind, opened his mouth and said in a tone as relaxed as possible: "Carl, I have some small questions to ask you, can you answer them for me?"

"Oh~, if you have anything to say, just say it. If I can answer it, I will tell you the answer~, I really didn't expect you to ask me a question about my studies..."

Carl lightly pressed his finger on the tablecloth and turned it into a chessboard again. The chess game between him and Niyari aroused Ron's interest just now. At this moment, he was eager to play a game with him. Anyway, there is nothing to do now Well, just to pass the time.

"Hmm~ Wait, let me make a statement first. If you have a question about the history of magic, then you may find the wrong person~, and I can't give you an answer if you ask it. Hermione is your best answer." choose……

Stop pretending, I'm showing my cards~...Professor Binns got an O in the paper, which is all due to my "spiritual will" that I can see in the past~..."

Putting down the chess piece in his hand, Carl seemed to have thought of something, turned his head and smiled at Harry.

No way, he spent every session of the course taught by Binns as a wake-up sleep.

"Okay! Carl! I can't imagine that you can cheat!"

Before Harry could speak, Hermione suddenly caught up. Brown eyes widened in disbelief.

"What's so strange about this? The history of magic is basically useless to me. After all, we can't go back in time and go back hundreds of years. It's enough to know something about it.

And Professor Binns' tone is so sleep-promoting, I really can't help it~..."

Carl spread his hands and said indifferently, but soon he paid the price for what he said today~...