DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Sure enough, it's about the same as predicted."

In the auditorium, Carl looked at the report card in his hand leisurely, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not surprisingly, he was number one again.

Harry and the others next to him had already seen the strangeness, they just glanced at the report card in his hand with some envy and then looked away.

The way of departure was the same as the way of arrival. After the last lunch of this school year, Carl and Niyari went together to board the Hogwarts Express to start their journey.

The red patent leather train had already stopped on the platform and waited, and a thick white mist spewed out from the exhaust port from time to time, and the excited discussions of the little wizards continued here.

"Isn't there still two pieces to the birth and death of all things? Collect all three sets, not to mention this low-magic world, even if there is a place there, do you have any clues..."

Nayari bit a donut and said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Cycle · endless birth, reincarnation · backtracking life...

If only I had a clue..."

Karl shrugged helplessly, just one matter of reincarnation and repeated time has already tormented him enough. He can't even see the remaining two pieces now.

"There will always be a chance." Nayali glanced at him and said with a faint smile.

"I hope so..."

Soon, the two squeezed onto the train while chatting and began to look for a box.

"Huh? Professor Lupine?"

Karl opened the door of a box, talking and laughing, and said with some surprise.

In his sight, Lupine was leaning against the car window in his most decent clothes, looking down at today's Daily Prophet, with a faintly relieved smile on his lips.

"Professor Lupine? Where is it?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Harry and the others rushed in impatiently.

"Professor, where are you planning to travel?" Ron noticed Lupine's suitcase above his head and asked with interest.

Calmer found a seat and sat down without saying a word. He knew that Lupine was here, so he chose to resign after all.

The werewolf virus on his body has not been completely eradicated, but the public opinion inside and outside the school is getting bigger and bigger, and Dumbledore is almost unable to stand it anymore.

"Sorry, Ron, that's not the case!" Lupine put down the newspaper in his hand and smiled, he was quite open about the matter, "I already applied to Professor Dumbledore when the final exam was over. , now, it's time to end!"

"But... But isn't there a way to eradicate the werewolf virus on your body?" Harry felt a little uncomfortable, and immediately asked eagerly.

"You know, Harry. That will be half a year later..." Lupine still had a gentle smile on his face, "and now everyone believes it, it's not easy to prove..."

"Oh, this is really terrible!" Ron looked a little downcast, "I hope we will have better luck next semester, and we won't run into professors like Lockhart or Quirrell again..."

Hermione also nodded with deep feeling. After meeting Lupin, what did the two former teachers do!

"Don't worry about that! Your next Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is simply a living legend. I am far inferior to him in both teaching and combat..."

Lupine smiled, with a winning expression on his face, looking confident in his successor.

"Really?" Hermione frowned, a little in disbelief. In her opinion, Lupine is already the best Defense Against the Dark Arts professor so far. What rank is someone who is much better than him?

"Of course it's true! When have I ever lied to you?" After that, Lupine gestured exaggeratedly.

"It's really that good..." Harry shrugged helplessly, still looking a little unhappy.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something important and hurriedly asked: "Since you resigned, where are you going next?"

Harry didn't forget how miserable Lupine's situation was when he came to Hogwarts, and now he has lost his job, and life in the future may be even more difficult.

"Harry, you don't have to worry about this!" Lupine naturally understood Harry's implication, and immediately replied in an affirmative tone: "I will live with Sirius temporarily, and I can try to find another job after half a year. !"

"Is that so..." Harry pursed his lips, looking a little dispirited, he could have gone to live with Sirius.

However, unfortunately...

Lupine didn't say anything, just patted him on the shoulder silently.

"There will always be opportunities in the future!" Carl also said.

However, Harry just gave him a resentful look, he couldn't figure out why Karl Chacha had met them before, and he was not at all on guard.

"Blame me..." Carl blinked, smiling brightly.

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, wishing he could punch him in the chest.

After a few hours, it was almost evening. The steam locomotive was billowing with thick smoke, accompanied by a crisp buzzing sound, it gradually slowed down and stopped beside the platform.

Then Harry looked at Carl and Niyari just as they got off the train while pulling the corners of their mouths, a burst of purple light flashed and disappeared without a trace.

"Why, are you envious?" Lupine teased with a smile: "When you reach the seventh grade, Hogwarts will offer a special course on apparition."

"Seventh grade...it's been so long..." Harry had a regretful expression on his face, he had been coveting the apparition that could be teleported with a thought for a long time.

"I can teach you when I have a chance in the future!" Lupine took down his suitcase and walked towards the exit, turning his head and said.

"All right…"

Harry dragged his salute and walked towards the Dursleys who looked extremely harsh in the crowd with an ugly face.

When Vernon saw Harry, he was as irritable as a ignited powder keg, and his high-decibel roar made Harry disgusted:

"Hurry up, boy, don't be a jerk! What kind of time concept do you have, we've been waiting for a long time!"

It was late when Harry returned to his uncle's house, and Dudley looked at him as if he were a plague god. Obviously, the scene where Harry inflated Aunt Marge a year ago has become a psychological shadow for him.

"Boy, hurry up and cook! What time is it, do you want to starve us to death?!"

Harry had just put his luggage down at this moment, and Petunia couldn't wait to order him to do this or that. Hearing this disgusting voice, Harry clenched his fists tightly before releasing them.

Just as he adjusted his mood and was about to go downstairs, a pleasant doorbell rang into his ears.

"Ding dong~"