DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Oh, Igor..." Dumbledore was surprised. He really didn't expect Karkaroff to want to be an inch after showing off. "I think the kids may go with the flow at the beginning of the Triwizard Tournament. Better..."

　　 Dumbledore's remarks immediately made Karkaroff smile more happily. He thought that Old Deng must not have a student who could do anything to avoid it.

　　 But in fact Dumbledore was afraid to call Karl out, and then made a mess. The two of them were talking in the principal’s room just now, and Carl clearly showed his disdain for Krum, as if it was about Quidditch games...

"Well, old man! That's the same thing..." Karkaroff's goatee was about to rise up proudly. He thought that the champion of the Triwizard Tournament would belong to Deus Strong. "The weather is a little bit It's cold, let's go in quickly. For the Triwizard Tournament, Sai Krum can't catch a cold anymore~..."

　　 "Please!" Dumbledore's face remained as usual, still smiling.

　　 When the game started, I knew who was going to die...

　　 "Everyone keep up!" Karkaroff shouted, and the strong and solid students behind him quickly lined up and followed him.

　　On the way back to the castle, Carl saw at least a dozen Hogwarts students jumping up in a hurry, just to look at the back of Krum's head, which made him feel bad.

　　 It seems that the stars of the magic world are better!

　　 When Dumbledore opened the gate of the auditorium, the little wizards at Hogwarts finally ended their long reception time. Everyone walked toward their seats in an orderly manner, as Professor McGonagall said.

When Carl looked at his parent’s desk, there were already more than twenty witches with delicate makeup. Obviously the students of Busbarton chose to sit with them, and they were looking at the hall curiously. .

　　 Carl raised his eyebrows and didn't bother to pay attention to them. He still sat slowly as usual and waited for Dumbledore to have dinner after he was forced to finish.

　　Different from his coldness, some little wizards were so excited that they couldn’t even speak clearly, such as...

　　 "Come here! Come and sit here!" Ron hissed lightly, "Here! Harry, Hermione, you move in a little bit, squeeze a little bit..."

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Harry and the others walked to the Gryffindor table and sat down. Ron also deliberately took him to sit on the side opposite the door, because Rum and his comrades were still around the door, obviously not sure where they were going to sit.

　　 "What the **** do you want to do again?!" Hermione was suddenly pulled over by Ron and almost fell, and immediately asked a little angry.

　　 "Oh, it's a pity, it's too late..." Ron didn't answer her question directly, but his expression of excitement suddenly became frustrated.

　　 He leaned on the table with his elbows, palms supporting his chin and looked sadly at the long Slytherin table, where Krum and his classmates had already sat down.

　　 Harry followed his gaze, he could see Crabbe and Gore were very proud of it, and Malfoy was leaning forward and talking to Krum with joy.

"Yes, that's right. Fuck him, poor Malfoy..." Ron sneered. "I bet Krum can see him through at a glance, even though... of course there are always people around him flattering him. ..."

　　 Ron's tone was like eating lemon, and his speech was full of sourness. Then he seemed to think of something again, the frustration on his face disappeared, and he started to babble again.

　　"I don’t know where they will live. The Triwizard Tournament will last for a whole year... If they~...

　　 I think we can make room for him in the dormitory, Harry... I don't mind giving him my bed, I can sleep in a folding bed..."

　　 "Stop dreaming, Ron!" Hermione sneered at this, and immediately mocked with disdain: "Have you forgotten the tents in the World Quidditch Competition? There is a magic called the Woundless Extension Curse..."

　　 "Ah this~..." The smile on Ron's face quickly disappeared, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

　　 "They seem to be much happier than the Busbarton gang." Harry shrugged. Although he also paid attention to Krum because of Quidditch, he wouldn't be as crazy as Ron.

　　 Ron immediately became interested when he heard this, he craned his neck to look at Slytherin, and his eyes were about to glow green.

　　 "He is so cool..."

　　 De La Strong’s students are taking off their thick leather clothes and looking at the black ceiling with gleaming stars with interest. One or two of them enthusiastically picked up the gold plate and the goblet and looked at them carefully. They were obviously very infected.

try{mad1('gad2');}catch(ex){}　　 Watching Ron almost bend by Krum, Harry suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and then he justified Ron. He made a no sign, and then warned him that if this goes on, he will never want to sleep in his bed.

　　So and so, Ron only converged a little, but he still peeked at Slytherin from time to time.

　　 At the staff desk, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com administrator Filch was adding a chair. For this event, he specially put on the torn tuxedo that was locked in the cabinet for a long time and was about to become moldy.

　　 All the students entered the hall, and the professors only came in after they were seated at their tables. At the bottom of the line were the three principals, and Dumbledore was at the back.

And when the only female principal among the three principals appeared, the students of Busbarton jumped up, and the Ravenclaws next to them laughed, making them seem embarrassed, but there was still no one. Dare to sit down until the position on Dumbledore's left is seated before they sit down.

　　 There was no sound in the auditorium, and Dumbledore was the only one standing.

"Ladies and gentlemen...especially the guests, good evening..." Dumbledore smiled at the students of the foreign school, "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts. I hope I also believe that you will be here. Live comfortably, happy...

　　 Now, you are welcome, please eat and drink. "

Dumbledore talked about the precautions for several minutes before finally stopping. Finally, he took out his wand and waved it sharply. The richer meal than ever before was almost piled up on the table. .

Carl, who was working on a steak with a knife and fork in his hand, slapped his lips. He guessed that the house elves in the kitchen might have taken out all the inventory this time. During this period of time, I am hungry and want to go to the kitchen to have a meal. It is probably impossible.

　　 Looking over, Carl was also surprised to find that there were a lot of unseen delicacies on the table. Obviously the house elves had prepared them specially for the guests, and he was also drenched with them this time.