Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Dumbledore finished his opening remarks, but he didn't hear what he said at all. This was just like the speeches of the head teacher and school leaders, without much nutrition, and Carney completely ignored it.

A pile of delicacies appeared on the table, including roast beef, roast chicken, pork chops, lamb chops, sausages, steaks, boiled potatoes, potato chips, pudding, carrots, gravy, tomato sauce, etc.

"Do you have sweet and sour pork ribs, beggar's chicken, and couple's lung slices?" Carney muttered in a low voice. He was telling the house elves, they should be able to hear it. He wanted to try if there was any Chinese food here.

Looking at the plate without any changes, he felt that he had thought too much.

Little did they know that the house elves in the kitchen were already scratching their heads and scratching their heads. What is sweet and sour pork ribs, what is beggar's chicken, and what is couple's lung slices? They are asking each other, but they have never heard of it. They I felt so useless that I almost wanted to hit the wall.

Carney is not picky either and will eat whatever is nearby. The ghosts also floated out at this time, welcoming the new students in their own way.

I heard Harry and Ron chatting with a ghost, and almost lost their minds about what they were talking about. Carney hurriedly lowered his head to eat. He didn't want his appetite to be affected.

Sure enough, I heard a sound from the side, it was Neville. He was obviously interested in how he was almost headless just now, and now he is interested in the meat on the table.

As the dinner progressed, everyone relaxed and chatted with each other.

"I'm half-blood," one boy said. "My father is a Muggle, and my mother didn't tell her father that she was a witch until after she got married. But it scared him a lot."

Everyone laughed, but Carney didn't react at all. His ability to express what the boy whose name he didn't remember couldn't make him laugh at all.

For example, if I change it later, it will be as scary as an egg. Considering their current age, they would be as scared as dogs if they changed.

This way of expression is correct. It fully demonstrates the huge contrast before and after being scared. Look, the species has changed.

"What about you, Neville?" Ron asked.

"Oh, I was brought up by my grandma, and she was a witch." Neville said, "But our family has always treated me as a Muggle for so many years. My Uncle Algie always wants to take advantage of others and find ways to force me to show my skills. Spell - he pushed me off Black Lake Pier once and nearly drowned me - and nothing happened until I was eight years old, when my Uncle Algie came over for tea one day. I was hanging from the upstairs window by my ankles, just as my Aunt Aine was handing him a piece of egg white cake. He lost his grip and I bounced up - flying across the garden and falling. On the road. They were all so happy. Aunt Ani even cried with joy. If you could see the expressions on their faces when I received the admission notice, you see, they thought I had magical powers. It’s not enough, so I can’t enter this school. My uncle Algie was so happy that he bought a toad for me.”

On the other side, Percy Weasley and Hermione were discussing their homework ("I really wish I was getting straight to the point, there's so much to learn, and I'm particularly interested in Transfiguration. You know, turning one thing into something else") "Of course, it should be very difficult -" "You should start with small things, such as turning matches into needles..."

Ordinary people can benefit a lot from the discussions between top academics just by listening in. Of course, you have to understand.

"Carney, what about you?" Harry said.

"Me? My parents are ordinary people. I was so happy when I received the notice." Carney doesn't like the word Muggle to describe his parents...

After everyone was almost full, the food on the plate suddenly disappeared, and the plate became as clean as it was at the beginning. After a while, ice cream, cookies, cakes and other desserts and fruits appeared.

Carney was not interested in desserts after the meal. When he saw Harry staring at the teacher's desk and whispering something to Percy, he must have seen Snape.

Carney also wanted to get up and take a look at the professors on the teacher's bench. He didn't take a close look when they were sorting into different schools. He turned his head and looked over there.

The ones who are easier to recognize on the teacher's bench are the tall, gay old Deng, McGonagall in green robe, purple-headed Quirrell, and zombie-faced Snape. Both Hagrid and Professor McGonagall had seen it, and the one who looked at it first was Quirrell. He remembered that this was the main character this year.

A shy young man with a purple turban on his head. He has delicate features and looks like a human. He was talking to a professor with a sallow face and all black. But the professor completely ignored him and stared straight at him.

He was looking at Harry, and it was obvious that this was Snape. Carney looked at him, feeling more and more pitiful for this greasy old man.

Suddenly, Snape seemed to notice that someone was looking at him, and his eyes turned to look like Carney.

"Huh? He was discovered. Are you so alert? Why didn't Professor Quirrell react? Is it because he is trash? The stronger one is the back of his head." Carney turned his head and thought to himself.

After a while, Carney saw from the corner of his eye that Snape was still staring at him. He felt a little uncomfortable when Snape stared at him. "Why is he staring at me? What's wrong with me? Isn't he just looking at the professors?" Is this sinful? Look at Harry." A sudden idea flashed in Carney's mind. He looked around and found that no one was paying attention to him, and then he took action. .

He forced himself to look at Snape, his eyes wide open, showing his upper and lower rows of teeth, and gave him a very exaggerated smile.

Snape seemed to be frozen, with no expression on his face at all, as if his face had no expression in the first place. He frowned and returned his gaze to Harry.

Carney immediately withdrew his "smile" when he saw the strategy was working. Um? What am I doing? How could I have such terrible thoughts just now? What did I do? I provoked Snape. I will drown in his spittle in Potions class.

Together with Harry and Neville, I am planning to give him three kills.

Well, I'd better read more about "Magic Potions and Potions". It's still scary if I study it seriously.

Carney continued to look at the teacher's desk and saw an old man wearing glasses and a long white beard staring at him. It was Dumbledore. He saw Carney seeing him. His eyes suddenly opened wide, he opened his mouth and gave Carney a "smile" showing the upper and lower rows of teeth.

Carney quickly lowered his head, thinking in his mind, "Has this gay Deng been looking at me all this time? Or did he just happen to see it just now?"

"Pfft~"

"Ahem~"

Many students noticed Dumbledore's expression and sprayed him on the spot. Snape also noticed that his face was a little dark at this time. When Dumbledore saw Carney's gaze retracted and no longer looking at him, he withdrew his smile and looked at the students below who were responding well.

Carney lowered his head, held his forehead with one hand, and drew circles on the table with one hand, listening to the voices on the side.

"Harry, Dumbledore was smiling at you just now!" Ron said.

"Yes, yes, why." Harry was a little at a loss, "I mean, why is he smiling at me."

"Who knows, it feels a little crazy, and I can't understand the few words it said before eating." Ron said, "Maybe it's because you beat the mysterious man away."

Thank God, everyone thought Dumbledore was smiling at Harry, otherwise there is no telling what would have happened. Harry, the boy who survived, there was nothing unjustifiable for Dumbledore to smile at him.