Harry potter catastrophe

Walking through a busy street, they arrived at their destination.

They came to a very luxurious gate. The building looked very grand.

It is located next to a lively neighborhood, and the architectural styles on both sides are in sharp contrast. Unlike the uneven three- and four-story houses on the street with weirdly decorated facades.

The style here is more aristocratic. The part of the house exposed by the main entrance is as big as a basketball court. It is initially estimated that the entire building facade is as big as a football field.

The door is open, and you can see that the inside is more grand than the outside.

There are two door gods on both sides of the door, one on the left and one on the right. They are all dressed in black and give off the aura of bodyguards.

Although Carney didn't laugh out loud when he saw it at the door, he could not help but open his mouth wide in surprise.

"What a bumpkin."

A carriage with a titanium alloy that can blind the poor people's eyes stopped at the door. A fat little wizard jumped out of the carriage. He was dressed gorgeously and had an extraordinary bearing. The word "rich" was revealed between his eyebrows.

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Carney stared at him, his eyes glowing green, looking like a hungry wolf.

What he just said was what he said. It seemed like it was, but it seemed like it wasn't.

The little fat man had already begun to sweat, and he was panicking inside.

Just now, he looked like a dull little country bumpkin from behind, but from the front he looked so fierce, and his eyes were glowing strangely. He couldn't be a werewolf.

The words that I wanted to continue mocking were suppressed, and I quickly ran away while they were attracted by her beauty.

The gorgeous little fat man quickly passed by them without even looking at him, and then walked in with a swagger. The two door gods let him in without even farting.

The little fat man was followed by a big fat man who was three times taller than the one in front. He was also gorgeously dressed and had an extraordinary demeanor, and the word "rich" was revealed between his eyebrows.

Carney didn't speak until he also walked in. This big fat man gave people a sense of joy. Although he was three times the size of the little fat man in front of him, he was still not as big as Hagrid.

Kani closed his magic eye and found nothing. They were just two ordinary wizards. Sure enough, they were nothing but rich.

"Professor McGonagall, someone just said you were a bumpkin." Carney whispered.

This kind of provocation fell on deaf ears. He was not a hot-blooded middle school boy.

Carney is not the kind of protagonist who goes into a fight just to take advantage verbally and out of pride, and only stops when there is a little conflict.

Just kidding, I'm so busy that I don't have time to take care of this, so who can I show it to by pretending to be 13? There are no passers-by and no readers.

"You need to be a little self-aware." Professor McGonagall taught her, as she had already passed the age of enthusiastic middle school students.

I followed Professor McGonagall through the door and was stopped as expected before entering.

"Show me the invitation," the door god said.

Of course Carney and the others wouldn't stupidly ask the first two people why they didn't ask for the invitation letter. They were just passers-by.

Carney and Professor McGonagall took out their invitations, and the bodyguard made a gesture to invite them in.

The inside is indeed more majestic than the outside, the floors are all made of porcelain, and Carney with such majesty has only been seen in the Ministry of Magic.

After entering, an old man who looked like a butler walked towards him. He was not a house elf, and Carney was a little disappointed.

Hey, it looks like the Malfoy family might be even more gorgeous.

"Representative of Hogwarts, please come with me. The room is ready."

"How do you know we are representatives of Hogwarts?" Carney checked his clothes. He didn't wear the school logo, nor did Professor McGonagall.

"Because the other invitees have already arrived." The butler smiled slightly.

"I see." He followed the butler to the third floor and arranged two rooms. Professor McGonagall and him each shared a room.

"The dining room is on the first floor." The butler handed over the key and left.

"Kani, you stay in the room by yourself, I'll go see the person in charge." Professor McGonagall did not enter the room.

"Understood." Carney only listens to the arrangements and doesn't have to worry about anything.

Close the door and turn on the perception. There is nothing strange in the room. It is safe.

"Huh, this bed is very comfortable." Carney pulled Xiao Hei out and threw him on the bed, and the big character fell on the bed.

The room is as big as a dormitory, with a balcony and bathroom and everything you need, except for an LCD TV and air conditioning.

Without the time to do those sinful things, Carney can only read books and study magic.

After all, it's okay to glare at Xiao Hei here. Carney cast a few enchantment spells and took out the Black Evil Book.

Although I have studied it many times, I still don't understand it.

"Is it really necessary to use blood drops?" Carney turned over the book and tried to look at it from different angles, but still found nothing.

Carney didn't dare to drop blood casually and try it. Even when he was hit by the black evil tree, he quickly put the book into the crystal pendant, for fear of accidentally getting blood on it.

No matter what unexpected thing happens, after all, I am not a fool, and I will not shed my blood to let some inexplicable thing recognize me as my master, and then live my life inexplicably.

This evil book is now at a turning point, and contains powerful secrets.

It was impossible for Carney to stay in the room like this for a whole day. He planned to go shopping, but he did not leave the barrier.

He wasn't very tempted to go out and play around. Even though New York was very prosperous, he still wasn't interested. It wasn't as interesting as the things in Wizard Street.

The main reason is that I am afraid of getting lost. If I wander out of the wizarding world and cannot find the original entrance to the wizarding world, it will be troublesome.

Walking on Wizarding Street, there were so many strange and weird products. Carney was not dazzled. He didn't have much money to spend.

Although I could make a few small coins using the transformation technique, I thought about it and decided not to do it because I was afraid I would be beaten to death if I was discovered.

He didn't worry about getting lost while wandering the streets. Although the building he lived in didn't have a plaque and wasn't a landmark, it was still easy to find.

Carney mainly visits pet shops to look for things for Xiaobai. There are more pet shops in Wizarding Street than in Diagon Alley, and the species are also richer.

After entering several lively and decent-looking pet shops, the pets inside seemed ordinary and could not catch the eyes of Carney and Xiaobai. Snake pets could not be said to be rare, but they could be said to be non-existent.

If there are no decent pet shops, then you have to look for dishonest ones.

It is especially easy to find unseemly places, where there are few people and where there are remote places.

Carney walked into a small street. There were very few people here, and they all looked fierce. They were leaning against the walls and pillars and whispering.

Their attire looks like tramps or beggars, but Carney doesn't think so. They are probably dark wizards, maybe even dark wizards who are not good at learning.

Otherwise, how could he have been so miserable? The pedestrians were also dressed in strange costumes, and everyone was wrapped up tightly.

Pedestrians are all in a hurry, walking in the wind, and are afraid of running into any trouble here.

Carney, a little wizard with thin skin and tender flesh, was stared at maliciously by everyone as soon as he arrived here, but Carney did not give up.

He continued to stroll calmly, his wand had already slipped into his hand quietly, and with his little black body, he was not afraid of these homeless people.

"Little wizard, would you like some candy? It's delicious." A fat-faced witch shouted when Carney passed by. She seemed to be the kind of person who looked like a good person at first glance.

"I have no money." Carney, a small roadside vendor, always ignores this kind of thing. You can tell at a glance that he is unreliable. He is not an eleven or twelve-year-old kid.

Don't judge people by their appearance. Although the unkempt homeless man on the street may look vicious, he may not be as vicious as this fat witch.

A fat witch can run a candy shop here and sell candies. I'm afraid she's not a trash like those vicious tramps, otherwise she would have been beaten to death.