DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Hey, Dalang...cough! Carl, eat fish to nourish your brain...you should eat more when you are growing your body..."

Nayari stared at him with a smile, and her smile made Cal feel a little shuddering.

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Just as he was getting more and more flustered under Nyari's gaze, Hermione swayed over.

"Do you want a sardine too, Hermione?" Nayari raised her eyebrows slightly, and inserted a sardine with the knife she had just finished, with a hint of displeasure in her violet eyes.

I'm educating my man, what are you doing suddenly? !

Do you want to battle? Let me tell you, little bitch, my mother can not only make black tea, but also green tea...

"Karl, didn't you say that I will teach you to dance the waltz after lunch? I see you haven't come here for a long time..." Hermione's eyelids twitched, feeling that something was wrong with Niari today...

"Ah, did I say that?" For a moment, Karl felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, but although he was flustered, the smile on his face still didn't change much, only a little leaked from his forehead.

"Of course! You just said that after Transfiguration class today..." Hermione frowned. In his impression, Karl didn't look like a forgetful person.

unless……

Suddenly, Hermione thought of a possibility.

——The Carl in front of me was pretended by someone using Polyjuice Potion! What about the real Carl? It's lunch time now, there's no way he's going anywhere!

And there was no movement, no sign at all.

She felt that even if the Dark Lord came in person, it would be impossible to kidnap him quietly like this!

Everything in front of her eyes revealed a strange atmosphere, and Hermione didn't know whether she should stay here or not.

"Dancing? What dance? A waltz? For a ball?"

The smile on Niyali's face became brighter and brighter, interrupting Hermione's thinking, and one question after another almost confused her.

"Yes... If nothing else, it should be the waltz, this dance is the most familiar..." Hermione replied subconsciously.

"Oh...that's it..." Niyali showed a sudden realization expression on her face, grabbed Carl who was about to run away, and then prepared to continue asking.

"Then... are you two planning to go to the dance together?"

Naiyali crossed her hands in front of the table, her delicate body leaned forward slightly, her violet pupils were chaotic and distorted like an abyss, and her tone was as sacred as an edict.

Deviation · Twisted Sound Confusion!

Under close contact, Hermione, who couldn't resist at all, instantly fell in love with her. Not only did her eyes become blurred and her tone softened.

This magic is probably several levels higher than Legilimency, and Veritaserum is not as effective as it. But in an instant, Naiyali knew the cause and effect, and by the way, mastered all the information about the ball.

"Hmph! I'll settle the score with you later!" Naiyari gave Karl a restless look at the side, and then lifted the magic.

"..."

Carl's face gradually lost the smile, and the picture began to turn black and white.

How did that happen? How did that happen!

In a short moment, many memories reappeared in his mind like a horse watching flowers, and finally these images merged into a paragraph - some people are still alive, but he is actually dead; some people were buried at the age of eight, Died at the age of eighty...

"Miss Granger, I don't think you need to trouble you with this matter! I'll do it!" Nayali raised her hand and poured her a cup of black tea, and said with a smile, "There is no dance in this world that I can't do. ..."

"That's it..." Hermione felt a little lost, and suddenly wanted to refute, but when the words came to her lips, she suddenly found that she had no reason to refute.

They have the same last name...

If Karl is Vera, then...Niari should be too, right?

Hermione recalled the year when Niali entered school, the whole auditorium seemed to return to the grand occasion of the ancient forest, and all the plants were cheering for her...

With a somewhat depressed mood, Hermione left the Ravenclaw table.

After Hermione left, Naiyali's knuckles were already cracking, and she still had an unknown smile on her face.

"I remember, I seem to have told you before that I can dance, right? I told you to stay away from her a long time ago... So, what explanation do you have? You might as well say it, you can say whatever you want, and I can listen to you... ..."

Ka Ka Ka...

The poor table knife suffered another devastating blow this time, and the entire blade was crushed by Naiyali.

The silver fragments slowly fell from her hand along the fingers to the ground...

How the hell did I think so much, but it happened that Hermione was next to me, and I made a fool of myself...

At this moment, Karl's heart is broken...

"It's about time we left, right?" Even under the rage, Niyari didn't explode immediately, she was still graceful.

Carl nodded stiffly.

At this time, Fleur, who was also sitting at the long Ravenclaw table and had just impatiently rejected a Hogwarts boy's invitation, noticed him.

Almost instantly, her eyes lit up. These people she didn't know bothered her so much that she hadn't even seen Carl come in before.

She stood up and immediately caught the attention of everyone in the audience. The performance of the four warriors in the game was not bad, and they all gained a lot of fans, but Karl is too strong...

Bewildered, excited, or terrified eyes casted on Fleur's body continuously, but she might have seen it too much, she didn't care about all of this, and she still walked towards Karl like a normal person.

"Thank you for driving away that annoying reporter for me before. The professors announced the news of the dance this morning. You probably haven't found a dance partner yet, right? Are you interested in going to the dance with me?"

Fleur gracefully stretched out her hand to Karl, who looked a little pale, and shocked the audience when she opened her mouth.

Kacha Kacha...

Then came the heartbroken voices of the little wizards...

"Miss Delacour, you really pick your timing..."

Naiyali looked at Furong who appeared suddenly, and her presumptuous words, wishing to beat her up immediately to wake her up, who is Karl's partner!

Naiyali, who was getting more and more angry, suddenly exerted force on Carl's wrist, and Carl gasped in pain.

She glanced at Karl without leaving a trace, and the meaning in her eyes was already clear.

"I'm really sorry...Miss Delacour, I already have someone I want to invite, so please come back..."

"When we first met, I was called Fleur, but now that I have found a partner, I'm called Miss Delacour..."