Harry potter catastrophe

When get out of class was about to end, Carney woke up naturally and slept through every boring lesson accurately. He shook his arms and looked up at the podium. Professor Binns on the podium was almost at the end of his lecture.

"I was just going to call you." Hermione closed the textbook, which contained dense lecture notes. Professor Binns ran directly through the wall after class.

"Why are you sitting here?" Carney pushed the table behind him and woke up Harry and Ron behind him.

"I just want to try what it feels like to sit in the back."

"What else can I feel? Damn it." Ron squinted his eyes and waved his hands in the air. After a lesson, his arms were covered with red marks. Harry also waved his arms.

"I have to rush to the library to borrow books, so please take your time." Hermione picked up her textbooks and followed others out of the classroom. She was in the mood to read after having solved the big trouble on her mind.

Wake up Neville and Seamus who are lying on the table and drooling. After a while, they will be the only ones left in the classroom.

"get out of class is over?" Simo rubbed his eyes, and the five of them yawned and left the classroom.

All the way to the restaurant, the moment they stepped into the restaurant, the noisy restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at them.

"Calm down, now our great deeds have been publicized." Carney whispered.

"I'm not used to being noticed by a lot of people all of a sudden," Ron said in a low voice.

"I'm used to it, hahaha." Harry sat on his seat and picked up the food for his plate. Soon their attention was attracted by the food, ignoring the looks of other people looking over.

"What's your class this afternoon?" I feel much better after a good night's sleep, and I have more energy to eat. I block out the eyes and whispers of the outside world.

"Hey, Harry!" Colin appeared again, "That's really great. I knew it was you who did a good job. You killed the basilisk left by Slytherin. Harry Potter did it again."

A big deal."

"Two hundred and forty points were added at once, and Carney, you also won the Special Contribution Award!" Colin's face turned red with excitement, and those who didn't know thought he had won the award.

"There is only one Special Contribution Award?" Carney looked at them, but he forgot to ask about the Special Contribution Award yesterday.

"Yes, we unanimously decided that it is suitable for you, of course." Ron said, "We didn't do much."

"I once passed the Special Contribution Award trophy, which was as big as my arm!" Ron continued.

"I haven't won any trophies since I was a kid," Carney said calmly.

"Neither do we." Simo looked at the other people in the group with questioning eyes, and they all shook their heads.

"Aren't you excited? I heard that a reporter from the Daily Prophet will come to interview you." Colin looked at Harry and the others who were eating calmly in disbelief.

"Then I have to eat faster, don't let them catch me." Harry and Lockhart had been in the Daily Prophet together, and Lockhart would come to him from time to time and tell him some famous things.

"Then I have to eat slowly, or they will catch me." Ron said expectantly.

"Brave little wizards, you have already read the Daily Prophet." Lockhart took a newspaper and came to them. "The latest issue this morning, I heard it was rushed out last night."

"Oh, Harry, you were on the front page of the Daily Prophet with me before. You have tasted the taste of being famous, and you can't wait to do it again." Lockhart looked at Harry with a smile and handed the newspaper to them, "

Tsk tsk tsk, young people can easily get carried away by this kind of sweetness. For such a dangerous thing, you should call your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher..."

"I didn't..." Harry looked embarrassed, but Lockhart didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Don't forget to find me next time." He showed an expression that we all understood and left.

"Cool!" Ron opened the daily newspaper, and the first picture was a group photo of them. He saw that he was there, "We were all there, it was taken at that time."

"Ron Weasley!" Professor McGonagall hurried over from outside and came to Ron's side. "Take your pet and follow me to the principal's office."

"Me?" Ron said in surprise. If it had happened last night, wouldn't Harry or Carney be more suitable?

"Yes, Principal Dumbledore is waiting for you now." Professor McGonagall said.

"Then Harry, you don't have to wait for me." Ron quickly took a few bites, picked up the cage with Scabbers in it and followed Professor McGonagall.

"What's wrong?" Seamus asked softly.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. That person took this photo last night? Is he a reporter from the Daily Prophet?" Carney took the daily newspaper and read it.

"No, it's an Auror," Harry said.

"Auror? Part-time reporter!"

"Of course, there is no one with only one occupation nowadays. There are many such dual occupations. Even if the main occupation loses its job, it will not mean that there is no food to eat." Seamo said eloquently.

A large group of owls brought the latest Daily Prophet. Everyone only knew that they had killed the basilisk left by Slytherin to get extra points. They didn't know the details yet, but now more details are coming.

They hurriedly finished their lunch, and on the way back, Gryffindors kept coming to greet them warmly, and everyone immediately became warmly close to each other, but they did not run into anyone from the Daily Prophet.

Secrets such as the Chamber of Secrets left by Slytherin have also been dug out, and various versions have been circulated. This has dominated the school's attention in recent weeks.

After putting Xiao Hei back in the dormitory, he rushed straight to the eighth floor, not to the principal's office. It was time to sort out the things left by Lao Deng. The pendant always felt heavy.

Ron's thing is probably that Peter Pettigrew is going to die, and Ron will probably be subsidized for a new pet.

Anxiously, he followed Dean McGonagall to the eighth floor and walked up the stone steps. Ron had never been to the principal's office before, and most people in Hogwarts had never had the chance to come.

There were already a bunch of people in the principal's office, including Principal Dumbledore, Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge, an Auror in a hat, an Auror in a leather coat, and several reporters from the Daily Prophet.

"Headmaster..." Ron said weakly.

"Quickly imprison!" The leather-clothed Auror first fired at Ron's cage, catching Ron off guard, and Scabbers...

"Ah~" A shrill cry filled the whole room. Carney inserted the basilisk's fang into Ravenclaw's crown. A cloud of black gas evaporated from it, and cracks appeared in the gems on the crown.

"Next." Ravenclaw's diadem was completely damaged, and the soul inside was destroyed along with the diadem.

Jinbei Kani also unceremoniously pressed his fangs into the body of the cup. A small hole opened where the fangs penetrated, and Voldemort's screams rang out again.

Carney came to the eighth floor to come to the Room of Requirement to get rid of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Taking advantage of this noon break, he took out the Horcruxes and the basilisk's fangs and started to get into the theme.

"Dong dong dong." Only the ring was left in the sealed box. It was bumping around inside the box. The three Horcruxes had been placed together for too long.

Voldemort's soul in the ring had already sensed that something was wrong, but all efforts were in vain. Carney's spiritual energy wrapped around his hand and squeezed the ring. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.

"Ah~" He seemed to hear the living Voldemort screaming. Far away in an unknown cave, a monster whose upper part was a snake and the lower part was also screaming, surrounded by a group of thick-mouthed monsters.

The poisonous snakes all lowered their heads towards the monster.

"Who is it!" He held his head. There was not a single hair on his head, and clearly visible veins bulged. He suddenly raised his head, revealing a pale face without a nose.

He————is Voldemort.

"Dumbledore!" There was a fierce look in his eyes. The destruction of his Horcrux must have been a good deed of that scheming old man Dumbledore.

"Hiss~hiss~hiss!" His deep voice made a hiss that was cold to the bone. The big poisonous snake on the ground quickly slipped out of the cave, disappeared into the jungle...

Carney stuck his fangs into the ring and avoided the black gem. This gem was no ordinary gem. It was something belonging to the God of Death, the Resurrection Stone, one of the Three Holy Artifacts of Death.

The basilisk's fangs destroyed the ring, but the Resurrection Stone remained intact. Voldemort only stored his soul in the ring, and the Resurrection Stone was just incidental. He did not dare to risk storing his soul in the Resurrection Stone.

There are centuries of souls accumulated in it, and those souls are enough to tear this weak soul, which is only one-seventh of it, into pieces and nourish itself.