DNF Meets Harry Potter

"You must watch the road carefully when you walk!"

Carl squinted his big eyes and nearly smiled into a crescent shape. He squatted down and said earnestly to Lee Jordan who failed to get up.

"Your...reaction...how did you do it so fast..."

Lee Jordan looked at Carl and said without tears, Carl's palm fell, and now he not only hurts his chest but also hurts his buttocks.

"This...well...it's just a conditioned reflex!" Carl pursed his lips and replied after thinking for a while, "And you should be thankful that I don't have a magic wand in my hand, otherwise you might be even worse now..."

After finally standing up, Lee Jordan glared at the Weasley brothers resentfully, wishing he could eat them right away.

"Who are these two? I know! These must be the two elders of the Weasley family! I've never seen them before!

Am I right, Lee Jordan? "

Carl turned his head and glanced at the gray-haired Weasley brother next to him, his little face was tense, and he once again set his sights on Lee Jordan!

"Wow! Did you two old monsters hear that?"

Lee Jordan looked mean again.

George and Fred looked at each other, as if they had reached a certain consensus, they rushed towards him viciously.

"Damn it, Li, why are you one step slower? It shouldn't be, aren't you the fastest runner at that time?" George pressed Lee Jordan's two thighs, and sneered in his ear.

"Do you want us to help you? There are still a lot of aging agents, and they can't be used up anyway. What's the relationship between us, you're welcome..."

Fred licked his teeth with the tip of his tongue and took up the conversation, then he used his arms to support him directly, and was about to carry him back to the auditorium again.

"No... want... ah! Wrong, wrong..."

Lee Jordan was so frightened that all his souls trembled, he hurriedly begged for mercy. Having been with the Weasley brothers for so long, he knew that these two master pranksters could definitely do this kind of thing.

He didn't want to drink those smelly and weird potions from Madam Pomfrey.

"Pfft~..."

Seeing the strange movements of the three of them, Karl almost died of laughter, they are really sand sculptures!

The three of them quarreled for a long time and finally ended with a series of unequal treaties and humiliation proposed by Lee Jordan to the twins...

"You have also seen the end of the two of us. Sure enough, ginger is still hot! The aging agent doesn't work at all!"

After tossing and tossing, Fred complained to Carl eagerly.

"No, no, no, the aging agent is still useful...at least it puts you into the age line, doesn't it? If not, then that line doesn't even give you a chance to get in..."

Carl shook his head slightly, and said calmly: "Any detection of magic must have a detection time, even if it is arranged by Dumbledore..."

"Doesn't that mean that as long as we move fast enough, we can do it?" Fred's eyes lit up, and he didn't bother to care about Lee Jordan, who was constantly thinking about it, he grabbed Carl's arm and asked eagerly.

"Then maybe, you just said that Whitebeard only appeared when the Goblet of Fire swallowed flames, maybe there are other arrangements on the Goblet of Fire..."

Carl ruthlessly shattered the illusion of the two again.

"You have researched this so deeply, is there any loophole that you can exploit?" George asked in a sneaky and low voice.

"Of course there is! A person's time will neither increase nor decrease. If you have a way to move the future time to the past, then it's over..."

Or... directly speeding up the time on your body can also be done...

Karl didn't say this, because he himself will use this method later.

"How is it possible, this will never happen!"

Hearing Karl's impossibility in their eyes, Fred and George were as dejected as a deflated balloon.

"It's possible if you work hard enough and study hard enough, and this possibility is still very big..."

Carl smiled, left these words meaningfully, and then walked towards the auditorium. He still has to rush to sign up for the Triwizard Tournament!

"Easy enough to learn?!" Listening to Carl's unclear words, Fred scratched the back of his head with some doubts.

"It seems that this Triwizard Tournament is destined to miss us..." George spread his hands and muttered helplessly to himself.

"Don't think so much! Come on, I don't want to let these beards stay on my face anymore!"

The two grabbed their white beards that were almost hanging down to their chests, muttering as they walked away...

...

When Carl came to the auditorium yawning, a bunch of panicked guys who didn't want to do their homework on weekends were still watching by the Goblet of Fire. They couldn't participate by themselves and wanted to see which students qualified to participate.

Of course, based on the mentality that if I can't do it, others can't do it, those underage wizards who dare to try to break through the age limit will be more favored by them.

Whenever a pioneer fails to challenge and suffers so much from Dumbledore's "small tricks", it will trigger a small climax.

There is nothing that can make this group of melon-eating people more happy than watching their classmates suffer...

From their chats, Karl learned that almost all the people from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang had put their names into the Goblet of Fire. Everyone obviously had a hope for the warrior profession.

But thinking about it, most of the people who can follow the principal to visit other magic schools are outstanding, so there is nothing wrong with having such confidence.

And as soon as he came in, those Hogwarts students who knew his glorious deeds immediately started to yell, accompanied by a pity sigh, obviously they didn't think Karl could succeed.

In order to break through the age line set by Dumbledore, Hogwarts has already had countless young wizards who were not of age but full of confidence planted on it, and none of them succeeded.

The visitor came back and said that Madam Pomfrey's place was almost overwhelmed.

"Carl, you're here... You're not just here to watch the fun like we are, are you? Everyone has tried every conceivable method, and the Weasley Brothers' aging agent also failed not long ago!

If you have any ideas, come and give it a try. Anyway, if you fail, you will go to the school hospital for two days at most, but if you succeed, you will earn blood! One Thousand Gold Galleons, don't you feel tempted? ! "

As soon as his roommate Alex saw him, he immediately put down the pudding in his hand, trotted over and said with a smirk.

Of course, compared to watching Carl get a bonus of one thousand Galleons. Alex would have liked to see him grow a white beard like the Weasley brothers right away, that would be fun!