Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Today it was sunny and windy, and the sky was clear. We got up early and went out for some activities. Harry and Ron slept until noon.

"Ah~" Ron stretched a lot and then slowly got up from the bed, "I didn't wake up from the heat today. Has the weather turned cooler?"

"Of course not, I cast a freezing spell on the room."

“It smells so good~”

"Of course it smells good, cumin barbecue!" Carney sat aside with a fragrant and steaming barbecue plate beside him.

"Do you want this for breakfast?" Ron came over. Breakfast has always been meat dog bread, and only Percy had eaten such a full-meat meal once when he was a prefect.

"This is lunch. Seeing how deeply you slept in the morning, we couldn't bear to wake you up." Carney said while eating barbecue, "Mrs. Weasley is having a barbecue downstairs, and I specially brought a plate to wake you up."

"It's delicious!" Ron grabbed a bunch and ate it without brushing his teeth or washing up.

"Wake up Harry and let's go down. There are also grilled wings."

"Ah!" Harry woke up suddenly.

"Harry, what's wrong?" Ron was startled by Harry, "Did you wake up when you heard the wings being roasted?"

"It's okay, I just had a nightmare..." Harry rubbed his eyes, put on his glasses, and prepared to get up. "I've been having the same nightmare since the holidays."

"Be careful!" Ron shouted, but it was too late.

"Ah!" Harry stood up from the bed, hit his head on the ceiling, and knocked his glasses off. He squatted down with his head in his hands.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Harry, are you okay?" Ron hurriedly stepped forward and said, his face red with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, the room is a bit small..."

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"It's okay, we bumped into each other often in the cupboard before..." Harry finally felt strong, put on his glasses again, and got out of bed with his body hunched over. "Did I damage something upstairs in your house? It kept making a clanging noise."

"No, that's the ghoul my dad raised. It's in the attic above and knocks on the pipes from time to time..." Ron said awkwardly.

"That's good!" Harry didn't want to cause trouble to the Weasley family.

"Harry, you said you keep having the same nightmare?" Carney asked. Harry's nightmares are probably caused by Voldemort's actions, but if he keeps having the same dream, does Voldemort keep doing the same thing?

"I turned into a snake because I crawled on the ground. Every time I entered a cave to meet a strange man. His back was turned to me. The snake seemed to say something to him, and the man suddenly changed into a snake. A scary face flew towards me, and I woke up!" Harry remembered it clearly after having had so many nightmares.

"It's a very strange dream. Maybe it's because you know how to speak like a snake, so you turned into a snake in the dream." Ron said.

"A far-fetched reason."

"Are you sure every dream is the same?" Carney asked.

"Compared to before, it feels like the line of sight is higher. The snake must have become bigger, but the content is the same." Harry said with some worry, "Could it be the mysterious man and the basilisk?"

"Indeed, if you started having nightmares during the summer vacation, it must be a conspiracy of the Malfoy family. Harry, you also have the gift of prophecy." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, the secret room matter can be easily solved." Carney had some guesses, but he didn't say it out loud, "Let's go downstairs for lunch. Don't keep others waiting."

After Carney went downstairs, he did not go outside to enjoy the barbecue. He was tired of eating before and went to the living room to take out the stack of Daily Prophet again.

The nightmare started during the summer vacation, and the venomous snake hurting people also started during the summer vacation. Only two of Voldemort's seven Horcruxes were living creatures, Harry and Najirni.

In order for the Horcruxes to be released, there must be a carrier. There are three of them here in Carney. Slytherin's locket should not be a carrier of harm. The house elf in Sirius's old house will not touch that. .

What Lucius has in his hands is Tom Riddle, which was the first Horcrux he tried to make when he was in school. Before he went crazy, he is still planning to throw it away in school, which is probably the same as before.

Carney flipped through the daily newspaper. The poisonous snake on it was probably Nagini. There was no picture.

There are so many issues of the daily newspaper, but there is not a single picture of a snake, only the picture of the victim. After reading it for nearly an hour, there is no useful information, and the locations of the attacks are also different. The people of the Daily Prophet are really just reporting. Without investigating, the Ministry of Magic's response was just to say that everyone should not stay in the woods for too long. Summer is the season when venomous snakes abound, and everything was normal.

"Kani!" Ron's voice sounded outside the house. "Let's clean the garden of gnomes!"

"Okay, let's do some activities!" I've wanted to see the goblins for a long time, but I never had the chance. Maybe I can use the goblins as targets for practicing magic.

When Carney came out, George and Fred had already rolled up their sleeves.

"This is a physical job!" George said with a smile, "It will be a lot easier now that two more people have joined us."

"Purge the goblins? I haven't seen the goblins yet," Harry said. "No need for magic?"

"Of course, Harlot can teach me every good way. He knows many little tips in life, which he writes in every book he writes..." Mrs. Weasley said, and Harlot kept talking.

"We already know. We will teach Harry and Carney. Mom, you should go do other things!" Fred said quickly. "He may teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts next term, we'll see."

"Oh! Really?" Mrs. Weasley suddenly said seriously, "You have to ask for his autograph!"

"I will, I will..."

"Mum is a big fan of Harold and the idol of most wizards and wizards." George saw that Harry was a little confused about this. "Carney predicted that we will change the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher next semester, and Quirrell will be laid off. , no one can be better than old Bat Snape.”

"Indeed." Harry's Potions lessons were torture enough.

"Okay, let's get started." They entered the garden, which was like a wild garden, with thick bushes, lush weeds, and a pond.

"It's time to teach the goblins a lesson!"

"There are goblins in Muggle gardens too. They think they are elves or other things that bring luck, or they treat them as a dazzle and turn a blind eye." Ron hunched over and looked for goblins among the bushes, trees and vines. "They often destroy things, like your carefully planted flowers and fences, and they dig holes everywhere."

"What do they look like?" Harry was more curious.

"Wait until I catch one..." Ron looked around in the bushes.

Carney listened to their conversation, using his magic sense to search, and learned the locations of all the goblins hiding around him.

"Is this it?" Carney walked towards the nearest one and grabbed a small thing from the lush bushes. A slightly larger nose, facial features, but smaller than those of house elves, and no big ears.

The funny facial features on the potato-like head made people laugh, and the skin looked very rough and tough. Carney grabbed its legs, poured it down and showed it to Harry and the others.

"Let me go! Let me go! Let me go!" Goblin begged to let go of Sanlian.

"That's right, just spin it 360 degrees a few times and throw it out of the fence." Ron said.

"Did they grow up eating potatoes? This head looks like a potato!" Carney felt that spinning was unnecessary, as he was afraid that the goblin's soul would be separated by the spin. He gathered his strength and threw it hard over the fence.

"Ah~~~~~~" The goblin flew out with sound effects, and the sharp sound pierced the sky.

With Carney's strength, he can probably fly seventy or eighty meters. He hopes that he will be okay if he falls. This will be a target for him to practice magic spells in the future.

"Hey, this is really far, all the strength?" George looked up.

"Not yet, probably half done." Carney didn't use his spiritual power because he was really afraid that the goblin's small body wouldn't be able to bear it.

"It's so far."

"If you throw it away like this, there may be a lot less goblins in the garden next time." Ron said, the goblins flying nearly a hundred meters would be scared to death.

"I'll control the next point." Carney didn't want his target to be gone. "But where did these goblins come from? There must be a source or something, right?"

"I don't know. My father thinks they came out of the ground, and they do make holes." George said, "Anyway, there are a lot of them in the field over there. Every time they are thrown out, that's where they go."

"Look at this, I think I've seen it before, when I threw it last time." Fred grabbed one and threw it several meters beyond the fence with skillful manipulation.

"Ah~~~~~"