DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's already here, don't you sit for a while?" Carl clasped Malfoy's shoulders with a smile, and directly imprisoned him with the power of the dimension.

"No, no, no! Professor Snape still has something to do with me!" Malfoy's face changed drastically, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't even move his body.

"Oh~, really?" Carl nodded thoughtfully, then took out a piece of rag from his pocket, "Then ask Professor Snape how he should be punished for maliciously damaging other people's belongings?"

"Malfoy, don't talk nonsense!" Harry snorted coldly and rushed over, he spread his fingers and grabbed Malfoy's collar, "Apologize to Ron immediately, or you will feel better!"

"Impossible! He broke the clothes himself, so what does it have to do with me!" Malfoy's face was pale, but he still insisted.

If he wanted to apologize to a Weasley, it would be better to kill him.

"Torn apart!"

A red light flashed, and the snake that Malfoy had summoned earlier was blown away by Ron's Splitting Curse. He raised his wand, pointed at Malfoy's nose tremblingly, the tip of the wand had a faint light gathering...

"It's Ron who wants to hit you, it has nothing to do with us!" Carl shook Malfoy's wand and looked at him playfully.

"All petrified!" Ron chanted the spell aloud, and a gray-white spell shot out, and quickly flew towards Malfoy's face.

It's over, mom! I am dead!

Malfoy's face was ashen, just for a moment, he had already thought of the picture of himself entering a petrified state and being beaten by Ron.

"Eliminate the invisible!"

Just when the petrifying curse was about to hit him, there was a bang, and the door of the classroom was pushed open.

At the same time, a gloomy voice sounded in the silent classroom, the translucent vanishing spell collided with the petrification spell, and the two spells melted immediately.

Black robe, always gloomy face and freshly washed hair, Snape walked in coldly.

"Professor Snape!" Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise. Snape's sudden appearance was something he never expected. It seems that Malfoy won't be taught a lesson this time.

Harry felt a little regretful, it was reasonable to be able to beat the annoying Malfoy, such opportunities were rare.

His petrification spell was blocked by Snape, and Ron was out of breath, but he didn't dare to attack immediately. As soon as Snape walked in, the cold and warning eyes made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Let him go!" Snape looked at Carl with extremely empty eyes, and said a word indifferently, "Even if Malfoy made a mistake, it's not your turn to punish him!"

"So, Professor Snape, what do you think we should do?" Carl blinked and asked with a smile, but the hand on Malfoy's shoulder never showed signs of letting go.

"Provoke your classmates, make trouble for no reason! Half a month's confinement!" Snape glanced at Malfoy, and after seeing that he hadn't suffered any harm, he said slowly.

"Ron's dress was damaged by him, isn't Professor Snape going to ask him to pay for it?" Carl shook his head and asked again.

Hearing this, Snape turned his head to look at Malfoy, and said calmly, "Negotiate among yourself~..."

"I'll pay him a new dress!" Malfoy gritted his teeth, knowing that the situation was stronger than others, so he agreed.

In his heart, he felt a little bit annoyed that the worn-out dress would break if he just tore it off, and the thought of paying Ron a new one felt as uncomfortable as if he had been pricked by a needle.

"That's more or less!" Carl smiled with satisfaction, released his hand from Malfoy's shoulder, and then gave him a hard push on the back.

Malfoy suddenly felt that his body was back, but before he could be happy, he staggered to the ground. If Snape hadn't stabilized his hand at the time, he would have fallen to hell.

After resolving this matter, Snape didn't say a word, he tossed his pitch-black cloak, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight in three steps at a time.

"Weasley, you wait here! I'll get you a dress right away!" Malfoy gave Ron a stern look, and then followed Snape's footsteps and left.

Ten minutes later, Malfoy came back with a sullen expression, holding a pure black dress in his hand.

"Here, Weasley! I don't owe you anything!

You made a big profit this time! And lo and behold, this is what a gown should be for prom. Even house-elves wouldn't accept that one of yours! "

Malfoy is also worthy of being an old onmyoji, he is very good at onmyoji, and he is not willing to suffer at all.

"Go to hell, Malfoy!" Ron's face was blue with anger, his lips were trembling.

"I don't believe that Snape can protect you this time!" Whether he could bear it or not, he pulled out his wand angrily again, intending to beat Malfoy no matter what.

Harry and Hermione next to him also pulled out their wands and stared at him covetously. Seeing something bad, Malfoy threw the dress he was going to pay Ron to the sky, quickly oiled the soles of his feet, and slipped away...

Ron immediately chased after him, but by the time he ran out of the gate, Malfoy had long since disappeared. He stomped his feet angrily, looking at the dress that Malfoy gave him as compensation in his hand, wishing he could tear it to pieces.

"No, no...I want to go to the dance, at least I have to survive tonight!" Ron kept panting heavily, frantically giving himself psychological hints, and finally calmed down.

"You try on this dress first..." Harry got to the point.

Ron nodded, and immediately walked towards the common room with the dress in his arms. This is the most important thing now.

Moments later, when Karl saw him again, he was almost out of breath.

If his previous 'family inheritance' dress was a skirt, then the one that Malfoy gave him as compensation was a tights...

The black tuxedo was tightly attached to Ron's body, stretched tightly, the cuffs were a lot shorter, and the buttons on the chest were about to burst.

Apparently, Malfoy had played him again.

"It seems that what Malfoy gave you was his dress from last year..." Carl held back his smile with a sullen face, his expression looked extremely weird.

"I'll kill him next time!" Ron cursed angrily, and immediately wanted to take off this extremely ill-fitting dress.

But when his hand just touched the button on his chest and tried his best to untie it, the button finally couldn't bear the love that didn't belong to it, and directly bounced and hit the wall, then bounced back and hit Ron's forehead.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Hearing Ron's howling, Carl finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It's not his fault, because the scene is so joyful.

"The magnifying spell is much easier to control than the splitting spell!" Carl reminded him after Ron took off the 'tights' awkwardly.

"Yes! The magnification curse! Oh~, damn it...how did I forget this?!"

Ron slapped his forehead and suddenly realized. He immediately spread the dress on the table and rubbed his hands together.

"Quickly zoom in!"

The tip of the wand lit up with a red light. Under the effect of magic, the dress that didn't fit originally was enlarged and shrunk. After more than 20 minutes of this cycle, Ron put down the wand in satisfaction.

"That's not enough. If Malfoy sees you wearing this to the ball tonight, he will definitely make a big splash in Hogwarts..."

Carl shook his head, pointing out the sharp point of the problem.

"But what should I do then?" Ron became anxious when Carl poured cold water on him.

"I can give it a try!" Carl thought for a while, and immediately gave his suggestion.

"That would be great! That bastard Malfoy would've done that if he saw it!"

After getting Ron's consent, Carl took out his wand seriously, and this was the first time he had done changing clothes.

After passing through the image of the dress in his mind, he waved his wand lightly, and the dress floated into the air in an instant.

The black faded, and a touch of light purple and slightly pink began to be gradually outlined on it. The original button position was completely erased, and the top part looked like a special cloak...

Linings, bottoms and belt sections have also been altered, fitting the top with Carl's precise control to make it look like it's self-contained...

"Not bad!" Carl tilted his head, admiring his work and smiling.

Item name: Bizarre life (pseudo),

Rarity: Common,

ps. It's really hard to guess, which narcissist's work is this?

After much deliberation, he didn't know how to change it to look good, so he directly followed the appearance of a certain strongest women's outfit, but made some slight changes.

The hem of that thing is a skirt, the upper part has breasts, and the large scale flies up...

Carl felt that if he did exactly that, an exasperated Ron would grab his clothes and slap him in the face.

But looking at Ron's expression, Carl felt that his craftsmanship was quite good. Something called confidence came back to him.

"By the way, where are Harry and Hermione?" Ron couldn't help asking, fondling his new dress fondly, looking around but not seeing their figures.

"What else can I do? I'm going to change clothes and put on makeup...it will be dinner time soon, and the Christmas ball will begin after dinner..." Carl replied casually.

"Then why don't you go?" Ron looked puzzled.

"A handsome person never needs makeup. As for how long does it take to change clothes? It's a dress, not a medieval armor that needs to be put on one by one..."

Seeing him ask this, Karl was a little surprised. He wouldn't waste so much time doing these fancy things, this is Naiyali's hobby, she is probably still doing nail art at the moment...

The corner of Ron's mouth twitched slightly, Carl's reason was indeed very good.

"Let's go, let's wait for them in the auditorium first!" Carl greeted him and immediately got up and walked out.

"Wait for me!" Ron quickly changed his dress and hurried to catch up.

At this moment, many people were already sitting in the auditorium. On this special day today, the little wizards of Hogwarts all took off their usual black school uniforms and put on a variety of cool and colorful dresses.

The hall was full of laughter and laughter. Most of the girls had carefully put on their makeup and put on what they thought were the most beautiful dresses. They gathered in twos and threes to discuss daily gossip, which made the eyes of all the adolescent boys Look straight.

"Oh, my God...they are so beautiful!" Ron found a seat and sat down, looked around the auditorium, and said with some emotion.

"Women are pleasing to themselves~..." Carl spit out a few words lightly, "They don't want to be underestimated by their dance partners and sisters..."

"That's true!" Ron agreed with his statement very much, and even Lavender, who usually didn't dress up very much, dawdled like this today.

The two were chatting, and soon Harry and Hermione pushed open the oak door and walked in, looking more dazzling than ever before.

Harry even felt that he had received so much attention when he had won the golden egg before.

Lily has a good eye, and the two dresses she chose perfectly fit the temperament of the two.

When Hermione took off her usual school uniform and put on the royal blue long dress carefully prepared by Lily and appeared in front of everyone, it almost attracted the attention of everyone present.

The light brown hair draped over the shoulders, curled up slightly naturally, as if mixed with gold threads, shining brightly under the candlelight, especially eye-catching. The long skirt was dragged on the ground, shining brightly, and the material of the dress was extremely smooth silk, affixing concave and convex curves.

There was a rattling sound, it was the sound of high heels stepping on the spiral stairs. She walks step by step with a smile on her face...

"Carl, pinch me. Is that really Hermione?!" Ron's mouth was wide open, and saliva flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

"Oh~..." Carl's expression was very strange, he had never seen such a request before.

Oh no. I've seen it before, Harry has done this before, so he never tried it in front of Carl again.

But since Ron wants~, of course he has to satisfy him...

So, he stretched out his helping hand and twisted Ron's thigh so hard that he screamed in pain and almost jumped off the stool.

"You're serious!" Ron grinned and complained, wiping away his tears, his whole face twisted into a mask of pain.

"That's weird, didn't you ask me to help you wake up?" Carl waved his hand, signaling him to play while not disturbing him to see the beautiful women.

"Clara's vision is really good! If I hadn't prepared the dress a long time ago, I would have asked her to look at it for me...

Damn it, why hasn't Naiyali come out yet! After Hermione's preparations are all on stage, she won't really hold on to the eight o'clock time, will she? "

Carl smacked his lips, watching Hermione, who was all watching, couldn't help becoming a little anxious.

At this moment, an ethereal voice came from upstairs.

"Miss me? I miss you..."