DNF Meets Harry Potter

The sound of things being thrown echoed in the office, and at the same time, there was an angry curse from someone...

About half an hour later, Carl walked out of Snape's office, and with a smirk, he gently closed the door behind him.

He looked at the bulging bag in his hand, shook it lightly, and there was a jingling sound inside.

After all, I'm the one with the best skills!

Carl put the bag away with his backhand, and wandered leisurely along the empty corridor. He is in a really good mood now.

After the Potions class was over, and it would be almost dinner time in a while, Karl walked into the auditorium thinking happily about what he would eat later.

At this moment, the heat of the Triwizard Tournament has reached its peak. In the resplendent and resplendent auditorium, there were chattering voices everywhere, everyone was discussing what the game would be like tomorrow.

Dumbledore still sat in the first place with a smile on his face, while Karkaroff and Maxim, who were on both sides of him, looked cloudy and uncertain, and they didn't know what stimulated them again.

"Tomorrow is the official start of the Triwizard Tournament, so I won't say much here, please enjoy yourself!"

Seeing that the time was almost up, Dumbledore stood up and raised his arms, and all kinds of delicacies immediately appeared on the golden plate.

The little wizards cheered and immediately rushed towards the big meal~...

...

In the early morning of the next day, when the first ray of sunlight shone on Hogwarts, this ancient castle began to show its vitality to the outside world.

Little wizards in twos and threes can be seen running wildly around the castle. Although they are not warriors, they are still looking forward to the upcoming game.

Hogwarts is a very magical place, no matter the outside world is undercurrents and the situation is changing; it is the birth of generations of Dark Lords who lead the army to capture this ancient castle; or there is bloodshed in the castle!

Even at the time of life and death, as long as it is not a statutory holiday, it is impossible to suspend classes!

Hmm~...It's on par with the magic academy next door called Moe Gakuen...

But... this iron law was broken today!

The benevolent Professor Dumbledore announced grandly and happily to everyone in the early morning that because of the opening of the Triwizard Tournament, all classes this afternoon will be cancelled! All students who are free can go to the edge of the Forbidden Forest paddock to watch how the warriors pass through!

And the moment Dumbledore announced the end, the excitement of the little wizards in the auditorium was finally completely detonated! They hugged each other excitedly, and kept making indescribable sounds from their mouths.

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Carl, who was watching, almost suspected that a tentacle would emerge from their mouths in the next moment.

Many little wizards didn't even bother to eat lunch. After the last class in the morning, they didn't even have time to pack their things. They ran towards the Forbidden Forest with their feet free, for fear that they might not get a good seat to watch the game if they got there late. .

Although today is the day when the competition officially starts, there is still a lesson that should be attended.

It's just that poor Professor Snape's wonderful lecture was interrupted again, but this time he didn't dare to get angry.

Because the person who came was Professor McGonagall, the second in command at Hogwarts~…

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Severus~..." Professor McGonagall stood at the door with a faint apology on his face, "However, I think the two warriors should prepare for the first mission."

Snape said nothing, just glanced at Harry and Carl in disgust, then nodded at Professor McGonagall.

Harry stood up nervously, looking preoccupied.

"Let's go, Harry!" Carl packed up his things and greeted him.

"Good luck, Harry," Hermione nudged Harry slightly behind him, seeing that Harry was moving slowly. "Don't worry. You'll make it! We'll be here to cheer you on!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely do it!" Harry clenched his fists and swallowed hard, but his voice was not as confident as usual.

Carl and Harry followed Professor McGonagall out of the Potions classroom, and indeed, she looked uncomfortable too, looking as nervous as Harry.

Professor McGonagall led Karl and the others out of the castle, into the Forbidden Forest shrouded in the cold November, and walked towards the place where the fire dragon was.

"Listen to Harry! Don't panic later!" Professor McGonagall looked at Harry with obvious worry on his face, "Keep calm, if the situation gets out of control, we will have wizards to control the situation, The main thing is to try to be the best of you, no one will look down on you.

wait... are you okay? "

"…" Harry heard himself say, "I mean yes, I'm fine!"

"I hope so!" After encouraging Harry, Professor McGonagall set his eyes on Carl again: "Carl, remember to be vigilant at all times later, but don't push yourself too far, or you will be easily injured!

I hope you can hit the ground running and suppress Durstrang and Beauxbatons first! "

"It's easy!" Carl nodded to her, a confident smile forming on the corners of his mouth.

Gradually, they are getting closer and closer to their destination.

But as they approached the grove at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, a new tent took their place, the entrance of which faced them and kept the dragons out.

"Okay, here it is! It is estimated that the other warriors have arrived, so hurry up and go in!" Professor McGonagall pointed to the tent, her voice was still a little nervous, obviously she was also frightened when she saw those fire dragons for the first time.

"Mr. Bagman should be in there already, he'll tell you what to do, good luck..."

"Understood, Professor McGonagall!"

"no problem!"

Carl and Harry replied obediently, and then walked in together.

The interior space of the tent is very large, not as narrow as it looks from the outside at all. Apparently, the staff of the Ministry of Magic used the traceless extension spell on it.

Fu Rong sat on a chair with a face as pale as paper, she bit her lower lip tightly, the joints of her right hand holding the wand were a little red, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

Krum stood opposite her, leaning against the tent, standing there motionless like a marble sculpture. His brows were furrowed, and he looked more arrogant than usual.

Carl looked at them curiously, and now it seemed that Harry's performance seemed to be okay.

When they came in, Bagman was sipping black tea. As soon as he saw the two of them, he immediately put down the teacups in his hands and greeted them happily.

"Harry, Carl! Oh, great! You're here at last! Come in, take it easy, feel like you're at home!"