DNF meets Harry Potter

Chapter 26 The first confrontation with the old bee
Snape wandered around the classroom several times, and after blowing up a dozen cauldrons, he stopped beside Carl, staring directly at Carl's cauldron with malicious eyes.

Carl knew that as long as he made the slightest mistake in his operation, Snape would explode, and then fully use his senior trolling skills of five sprays per second.

But this time he was destined to be disappointed.Carl calmly handled several slugs and put them into the cauldron. With a wave of his wand, he turned on the fire. After they melted, he put in the porcupine quills and stirred counterclockwise for three and a half circles to control the heat.

After 5 minutes, done!

Seeing that Carl had successfully completed his homework, Snape's expression turned even colder, as if someone owed him a hundred Galleons.

Then he leaned over and began to check, trying to find a trace of mistakes.

But he was disappointed. Inside the crucible was the scabies potion that hadn't cooled down, and it was boiling with blue bubbles.

He took another sniff with his great hooked nose.Yep, that's right, that charming smell of rotten cabbage.

All the steps and methods are perfect, and it is really impossible for him to pick a thorn.

"Barely pass!" He straightened up and said coldly, then walked away and stopped paying attention here.

……

A Potions class is hell for students other than Slytherin.When Snape coldly arranged the Potions class paper and said that get out of class was over, all the little wizards seemed to have heard the sound of heaven, with happy expressions on their faces, and then frantically rushed out of the classroom door like avoiding a flood. go out.

Carl packed his things slowly, and was the last one to walk out of the classroom door.

"Mr. Harris, I hope you won't forget the business tonight, otherwise you will have no good fruit in the next class..." Carl had just stepped out of the classroom door when Snape's cold voice sounded.

"I remember, professor. Besides, I hope we can have a good talk tonight, maybe it will be of great benefit to both of us..." Carl replied with an erratic voice.

"Then I'll see what kind of surprise Mr. Harris can give me tonight." Snape sneered disdainfully, he just took this remark as a joke.

Carl picked up the crucible and a set of tools, and was just about to return to the dormitory when he saw Professor McGonagall walking towards him.

"Mr. Harris, I think the school clearly stated in the admission letter that first-year freshmen are not allowed to bring broomsticks. And you violated the school rules to use it in the college, and Ravenclaw deducted [-] points."

"Also, Principal Dumbledore has something to ask you for. The password for the principal's office is Zizi Honey Candy."

Under Carl's slightly twitching eyes, Professor McGonagall turned and left after announcing everything.

"Damn it, this is really a pill! It seems that the broom of the spirit leap has successfully attracted the attention of Dumbledore's old glass, and it will be hard to get over it now."

Carl covered his face, indicating that he needed to be quiet now.

"Zizi honey candy."

Karl read out the password of the principal's office, and then the huge stone beast in front of him gave way, and several steps came down.

The door to the headmaster's office was a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker in the shape of a griffin.

He walked forward, held the door knocker and knocked lightly, and the door opened automatically, revealing the original appearance of the principal's office inside.

It was a beautiful and spacious circular room, and the walls were covered with portraits of previous Hogwarts headmasters. When they saw Carl walk in, they ignored him, chatting and sleeping on their own.

At this time, Dumbledore was sitting on the couch teasing his Phoenix Fawkes.

Seeing Carl walk in, he stopped the movement of his hands, looked at Carl with a seemingly kind smile and said, "Sit down, Carl. I want to eat something. How about the pile of cockroaches? It's very sweet."

After all, a group of cockroaches appeared on the plate in front of him.

Although Karl knew that this thing was actually chocolate, just like the chocolate frog, he still felt a chill in his heart.

Toads don't bite, they respond to people!
"It's really an old bee! What strange things it eats."

"No need, principal, I just had a snack." Carl looked at the cockroaches crawling densely on the table and could only show an awkward but polite smile at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore picked up a cockroach from the plate, bit it down, and said as if nothing had happened: "This should be the first time we meet, don't be nervous, I just want to chat with you and ask It's just a trivial thing."

"Here we come, here comes the topic."

"Then may I ask the principal, is there something about my use of a broomstick in Hogwarts?" Carl answered directly, and Dumbledore should know about it by now anyway.

"I heard from the portraits that your broom seems to be different from the ones on the market now, and it's beautifully shaped."

"Forgive the curiosity of an old man. He was also a Quidditch fan when he was young, and he often collected some precious brooms."

Dumbledore said kindly, if he changed to a little wizard, he might believe his nonsense.

Karl understood that this year when the savior entered the school, Dumbledore laid out a big chessboard, and even the crippled Voldemort became his pawn.He wants to control everything in his own hands, and does not allow other uncontrollable factors to affect Harry Potter's training plan.

"Interesting, it seems that the broom of the leaping spirit has made the old bee feel a little uneasy, and wants to verify his thoughts in time."

He pretended to take out a small purse from his pocket, and took it out, but actually took it out from the system space.

An exquisite broom appeared in his hand, shining golden brilliance.

Dumbledore couldn't help being shocked when he saw the real thing.He felt extremely powerful magic power under this gorgeous broom, if it wasn't for a broom, he would have thought it was a powerful wand.

"How about it, principal, my broom is not bad, it is much more beautiful than the ones on the market." Carl smiled triumphantly, like a child showing off to a good friend.

Dumbledore listened to Carl's words, his old body leaned forward slightly, and a little light flickered under the half-moon glasses.

Remembrance!This old man is indeed a perverted voyeur, who just wants to peep into other people's inner thoughts.

"System, buy a primary spirit potion and put it in a drink bottle."

"One thousand 510 gold coins were deducted successfully."

Carl lowered his head and took out another bottle of pumpkin juice from his purse and drank it down.

After crossing, the essence of the soul has been greatly strengthened, and the addition of mental potions did not allow Dumbledore to see anything through simple instigmatism, but only saw some trivial things that Karl deliberately imagined.If he wanted to break through this barrier, he had to do it for real.

　The status has been changed (＾＾＾)
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(End of this chapter)