People are in Hogwarts, start summoning Tailu beast

"She is really nosy!" Luo An continued to mutter dissatisfiedly.

"Ron, don't say that, she just..." Harry wanted to explain a few words to Hermione, but in his heart, he was also a little disgusted with Hermione's preaching tone, so he muttered and stopped talking.

Carl glanced at Ron and raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Very well, Mr. Weasley, please continue to hate Hermione!

This is the key to whether you can successfully pass the seven years of Hogwarts!

……

dinner time

In the hall of Hogwarts Castle, four long tables were filled with a variety of food, but all the little wizards were not in the mood to enjoy it, and all their attention was focused on the staff table.

"how dare you!"

"This is Hogwarts, and you've only been here for less than a week!" Professor McGonagall angrily took out a stack of bills and slapped them in front of Carl's face.

"Look at the good things you've done these days. The Charms classroom has been renovated three times!"

"The open space of the castle and the ruined trees in the Forbidden Forest!"

"And thanks to you, Hogwarts' flying broom, which has not been replaced for decades, can finally be replaced this time!"

In the magical world with all kinds of conveniences, the cost of repairing the castle is actually not high, except that a dozen flying brooms are more expensive, but this Galleons are a drop in the bucket for Professor McGonagall.

What really makes Professor McGonagall angry is that she has taught Hogwarts for so many years and has always been known for her strict teaching.

But my own child got into such a big disaster just one week after entering school.

Karl shrank his neck. Reasoning with a woman was inherently a "dementia behavior", let alone an angry adoptive mother. He was not willing to touch Professor McGonagall's brow here.

"Mom, you can't blame me!" Karl defended himself in a low voice.

"The great Dumbledore said that practice is the only criterion for detecting magic!"

"Looking at it ten thousand times with your eyes is not as useful as actually operating it!"

"There is always a price to pay on the way to success!"

In the center of the staff table, Dumbledore was enjoying dinner with a smile while watching Carl being scolded.

This was Lao Deng's bad taste, but when he heard this, he was instantly stunned.

Lao Deng's head was racing rapidly, and he was scratching his head for a while, but in the end he still looked confused.

No, when did I say this?

"Minerva, I never said this..." Dumbledore hurriedly clarified to himself: "But I think what Carl said is very reasonable. After all, magic is not something written..."

"Makes sense?"

"Very well, Albus!"

The furious Professor McGonagall didn't even show Dumbledore any respect, and slapped a stack of bills in front of Dumbledore's face.

"Since you think it makes sense, then you pay these bills!"

Looking at the stack of bills in front of him, Dumbledore froze.

hiss!

What's wrong with me today?

Trying to reason with a woman?

Sure enough, it is better to be a man...

At the edge of the staff table, Snape, the head of Slytherin, saw Carl being scolded. Dumbledore shrank, and his face, which had been paralyzed for who knows how many years, showed an undetectable smile for the first time.

Snape has been a tsundere for decades. His biggest secret was exposed by Carl in public, and he was still feeling angry.

Let's talk about Dumbledore. The two seem to be in the same camp, but it's more like a deal.

Dumbledore protected Harry Potter's safety, and Snape helped him defeat Voldemort completely.

In fact, Snape had never been able to understand Dumbledore's theory of "love".

He thinks you are scheming people, and you are scheming people. How can you make such a high-sounding fuss?

Now it's better, two people are deflated at the same time, for Snape, it is simply the happiness of one plus one equals three.

"And you, Carl, dare to attack classmates in public, including the previous attack on faculty, Slytherin will deduct a full [-] points for this!" Seeing that Dumbledore did not dare to continue, Professor McGonagall then resumed His eyes were on Karl.

Snape, who just had a smile on his face, stopped laughing after hearing this.

Raising his head in surprise, Professor McGonagall looked at Professor McGonagall like a black man with question marks on his face.

Are you poisonous?

No, if your son gets into trouble, why don't you just punish your son?

Why did the last fist hit me on the head?

Did Slytherin mess with you?

No, why was this kid sorted into Slytherin?

Snape said that he had a toothache and couldn't even eat.

On the long Slytherin table below the staff table, all the little snakes felt bad when they heard that their college had just started and had been deducted a full hundred points.

This is a huge blow to the little snakes who attach great importance to glory.

You must know that before this, Slytherin had won the Academy Cup for six consecutive years.

The lower grade students did not dare to speak because of the strength of Carl's summoned beasts, but the seventh grade students, whose strength was close to that of adult wizards, did not have so many scruples and looked at Carl with evil intentions.

On the other hand, the Gryffindor little lions were plunged into a sea of ​​joy.

coming!

coming!

The scene they were looking forward to finally arrived!

They had been waiting for this day since the day Karl was sorted into Slytherin.

What is the key to Gryffindor's ability to retain the House Cup for the next seven years?

Of course it's Karl, the undercover!

"Okay, you go back to eat. Remember, even a ten-foot review is not enough!" After a long lecture, and seeing that the dinner was about to get cold, Professor McGonagall finally let Carl go.

The price is a ten-foot-long paper, which is about three meters long!

"I know, Mom!" Karl quickly lowered his head and showed a serious and repentant look. As for self-examination?

Give me a break!

How could a good boy like me, who was both good at character and academic, write a self-criticism?

We already owe several hundred feet, and we don't want to miss this ten feet.

Returning to Slytherin's long table, Carl stretched out comfortably when he saw that his adoptive mother's attention was no longer on him.

He didn't notice the complicated expression on Pansy's side.

After eating some food casually, Karl returned to his dormitory.

Several Digimon are already very familiar with Hogwarts Castle. If they play wildly outside, they will go to the kitchen to find house elves for food, without Carl having to worry about it.

"Karl, I heard that you are going to duel with someone tonight? Do you need my help?" Dilumon, who was still completing the finishing work of the elixir, saw Karl coming in and turned around to ask.

"It's nothing, just go about your business!" Karl waved his hand disapprovingly.

What kind of duel is this? Why don't you just wait for Filch to fight on the spot and get all the stolen goods?

Ever since he was attacked by the Pichumon on the first night of school, Filch has been completely focused on Carl.

Several times when Karl was in the corridor, he would see the other party peeking at him, with a strong sense of fighting.