DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Wait until you succeed before saying this!"

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched slightly. He felt that Karl was probably tricking these two guys to watch their jokes. How could Dumbledore's specially set age line be easily fooled by a bottle of aging potion.

"Look carefully, little Harry, just one drop." George rubbed his hands excitedly, "We only need to be a few months older."

"If any one of the three of us wins, the one thousand gallons will be shared equally." Lee Jordan, who was following George, grinned.

"It's hard to guarantee whether this thing will work or not..." Hermione warned, "I think Professor Dumbledore must have thought of this trick as well."

The excited three people ignored her, they just looked forward to the magnificent scene of winning the Triwizard Tournament.

"Are you ready?" Fred rubbed his hands and asked the other two, trembling with excitement, "Then come on, I'll go first! Just watch!"

Harry stared at him intently, looking extremely curious.

Fred pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket, wrote "Fred Weasley - Hogwarts" and walked straight to the edge of the line.

He stood on the edge of that age line, flexing his ankles a little, like an athlete preparing to compete in a national diving competition.

After finishing the warm-up exercise, under the gaze of everyone, he took a deep breath, clenched the parchment in his palm and stepped in without hesitation.

At that moment, Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise. He even thought that Fred had succeeded, and that the aging potion could really break the magic left by Dumbledore.

George must have thought so too, because when Fred let out that scream of victory, he couldn't help jumping in with his inner excitement.

But at another moment, a strange hiss sounded from the edge of the golden thread,

The twins were thrown out of the gold coil as if being strangled by an invisible big hand, and fell heavily on the cold and hard floor a few meters away from the circle, making two loud bangs, and what was even more unfortunate was that the twins The man grew a long white beard at the same time.

The people in the entire auditorium were startled after seeing this strange scene, and then burst into laughter. After they stood up and looked at each other, they also laughed.

"Hey! George! I think you should look in the mirror now, you've got a beard, lol!"

Fred laughed and stretched out his hand to grab George's beard, um~...it's very tactile, it should be true...

"Aww, aw! Take your paws away! Aren't you the same?!"

Fred slapped George's hand away angrily while suffering from pain, then separated his legs, and an old tree root wrapped around his body.

"Want to have a fight with me?"

"I'm going to tear off your ears!"

"Damn it, the aging agent doesn't work!"

The two had a pleasant wrestling in front of the Goblet of Fire.

"I think I warned you all!"

A deep, uncontrollable voice sounded from behind everyone, and everyone turned around to see Professor Dumbledore coming in from outside.

Hearing this sound, the two immediately stopped fighting, then helped each other get up and patted the dust off each other. Both of them bowed their heads a little guilty, not daring to meet Dumbledore's eyes.

And Dumbledore seemed to have expected them to do such a hell job, and he didn't mean to blame them at all. Instead, he looked at Fred and George's beards with interest, and smiled:

"I suggest you both go to Madam Pomfrey now, as Miss Fawcett of Ravenclaw and Mr. Summers of Hufflepuff already tried it sneakily last night...

But I have to say, I don't think their beards are as good-looking as yours, and judging by their size, they may be an inch or two longer than mine~..."

After listening to Dumbledore's ridicule, Lee Jordan, who originally wanted to use the aging agent with them in an attempt to get away with it, covered his stomach and laughed out loud. There might be one more person going to the school hospital to be tortured by Madam Pomfrey right now.

"Didn't you say before that the power of potions is infinite? Hurry up, Madam Pomfrey's 'Zui Zui' delicious potions are waiting for you!"

Lee Jordan put his arm around George and Fred's shoulders, out of breath from laughing, and could hardly walk, and finally had to ask George to help him.

"Ah! The aging agent hurt me!" In the corridor, George groaned uncontrollably while stroking his snow-white beard.

"You two asked for it yourself...Ahahaha!" Lee Jordan leaned on the wall with both hands and couldn't stop laughing wildly.

"You coward!" Fred yelled in his heart, raised his foot and aimed at Lee Jordan's ass and kicked it.

Lee Jordan was caught off guard and suddenly lost his balance and almost fell off his back on the spot. He staggered forward several steps, and there happened to be a corner in front of him, and he was about to bump into a man who was reading a book with his head down. little wizard.

Judging from his height, that little wizard was at least a head shorter than him. If he really bumped into him, he might hug his thigh and cry for a long time.

But at this time, his body had already lost control and he couldn't stop, so he could only pray in his heart that the honey candy he was carrying would keep the little wizard from crying for so long later.

With this mentality in mind, he saw the little wizard slowly raised his head, showing a familiar face, and then slapped his chest with a palm.

...

"Fuck! What is this thing?! Pig head, look at the palm!"

Just after passing a corner, Karl just raised his head when he saw a person bumping into him. Before he had time to react, he raised his hand and hit him horizontally with a Falling Flower Palm.

With a bang, Lee Jordan threw a perfect arc through the air and hit the floor hard on his butt.

The dull landing sound was intertwined with the screams like howling ghosts and wolves, just listening to it was enough to penetrate people.

"Phew... Praise to the great Biyana fighting god-Master Niu!"

Carl withdrew his palm and let out a deep breath. After calming down, he walked up quickly. He wanted to see who was running wildly in the corridor. With his small physique, without a shield, if he got hit, he would definitely cry for a long time...

"Li! You... what's wrong with you!"

"You must not die!"

The Weasley brothers looked at Lee Jordan, who was lying on the ground, gasping for breath in pain. The white beard on his face was all smeared together, and you were so cowardly and mocked the old man just now... You deserve it!

"You... you two, give me... wait... I... I and... I can't finish with you!"

Lee Jordan clutched his butt and struggled to get up from the hard floor, he gritted his teeth and said bitterly.