DNF Meets Harry Potter

Ron picked up the Howling letter tremblingly and tried to throw it away, out of sight and out of mind.

Fortunately, Neville stopped his irrational behavior in time, otherwise things might become even more terrifying.

Ron turned into an orchid finger when he tore open the envelope out of fear, which made the lion cubs beside him burst into laughter.

Just when he had just torn a small hole in the wax seal on the edge of the envelope and was about to take it apart. The letter actually moved by itself, and then quickly folded into a big fiery red mouth. Although the sharp teeth were made of paper and looked powerless, they brought fear to Ron no less than that of a big spider.

After the transformation was completed, a loud voice echoed in the auditorium. Harry, who was closest to Ron, covered his ears with a grim expression. He felt that he was almost going deaf!

"Ron Weasley! How dare you steal the car without authorization?! You even drove it to Hogwarts behind our backs?!"

"After getting this news, your dad and I were going crazy! You should be glad you were at Hogwarts! I wouldn't be surprised if you were expelled!"

"Your father is going to be investigated by the Ministry of Magic now, all of this is your fault! You see how I will deal with you..."

Just kidding, when Mrs. Weasley was at the Lockhart signing event, she forced her way out of the crowd by herself, and brought Carl, Harry and others to the front Otherwise, no matter how good his eyes are, Lockhart would not be able to spot Harry, a 1.5-meter-long little carrot, among a large group of middle-aged and elderly women.

Because of financial problems, she usually has an extremely loud voice. Not to mention that Roaring Letter has blessed it with a super BUFF, which can amplify the sound a hundred times. The sound waves formed, I beg you to be obedient, and the cups on the table jingled, and there were even cracks on the cups that were close to it.

Under the cannon-like output of the roaring letter, everyone in the auditorium could hear it clearly, especially Malfoy, who almost laughed so hard that he couldn't help himself. And Harry and Ron, who were under the watchful eyes of everyone, buried their heads on the dining table and were almost ashamed to death, wishing to dig a crack and get in on the spot.

Mrs. Weasley did not leave any favors for Ron, and directly executed the sentence in public.

Even Professor Snape, who had just arrived, couldn't help showing a sincere smile.

As a victim, Ron lowered his head tremblingly, his face full of shame, and he didn't dare to say a word. Mrs. Weasley's yelling lasted for more than ten minutes before it stopped. Immediately afterwards, the envelope tore itself, turning into pieces and falling onto the table.

At this time, Colin Creevey just completed his last photo shoot about the savior today.

After the excited roars surrounding the hall completely disappeared, Carl picked up his wand and lifted the spell on himself, Niari and Hermione.

Hermione looked at the ugly lion cubs at the long table in Gryffindor, and couldn't help but glance at Carl gratefully.

She really didn't expect that Mrs. Weasley, who usually seemed approachable, would be so terrible when she got angry. The raging fire of anger just now almost completely burned Ron to death.

It may be that the little wizards have not recovered from the shock just now, and the hall fell into a brief silence. Only Harry and Ron were awkwardly overwhelmed by everyone's gaze.

And how can Malfoy be missing this kind of great moment that can make people fall into trouble? Not to mention that the Weasley family had become rivals with their Malfoy family many years ago. As the sole heir of the contemporary Malfoy family, of course he would come out and intervene.

In an instant, a mocking voice came from the long table of Slytherin, breaking the brief silence in the auditorium.

"Ah~ the great savior Potter~! You must be enjoying it!" Malfoy walked over from the Slytherin table, followed naturally by his two silly followers, "not only can a bookstore be Headlines, even coming to Hogwarts now requires a big move!"

And Malfoy is indeed an old hermaphrodite, he is very good at playing onmyoji, and his gestures are full of the demeanor of a great onmyoji. He first glanced at Harry with a sneer on his face, and then looked at Ron with disdain, his contempt was palpable. In his opinion, it is obviously better to hate Ron than Harry at the moment.

"Poor Ron Weasley, I guess your father must hate you by now. Not only did you get the headlines in the Daily Prophet, you got him suspended for an investigation.

He feared being forced to lose his job this time, and Fudge had no mercy for erring people. Maybe it's even more serious to enter Azkaban..."

As he spoke, Malfoy couldn't help laughing out loud. With his opening, the jeering voices of the entire Slytherin table also began to reach Ron's ears.

Ron's pale face, which had been scolded, instantly turned red. He was very angry at the moment, and he didn't care about where this place was, what consequences would be caused by the shot, and what kind of punishment would be brought to him.

In a fit of exasperation, he suddenly pulled out his wand, which was almost broken and reglued due to the accident that happened last night, from his waist, and pointed viciously at Malfoy's nose.

"Grin ho la la!"

The sound of the curse suddenly came out of his mouth.

Malfoy was taken aback for a moment, because according to last year, he and Weasley were fighting each other. The two parties basically greeted each other's family first, and then rose to fights according to the situation. He really didn't expect Ron to go crazy at the beginning.

He hastily pulled out his wand from the well-made wand sleeve around his waist, but it was too late. Such a long vacuum period is enough for Ron to complete this not too difficult curse.

He closed his eyes in despair, it's over, he underestimated the enemy, this time he's about to overturn again~.

Two thousand years...  

Malfoy opened his eyes in surprise, and first looked at his whole body. He found that he was not harmed by the curse.

"Could it be that Weasley idiot missed it?"

He thought viciously in his heart.

Malfoy raised his head again and looked at Ron opposite him. There was no condensed curse light on the wand in his hand, only a faint black mist drifted slowly from the tip of the wand, and Malfoy could even smell the burning smell in the air.

Ron, who failed to release the magic, had an extremely ugly face. He thought that using magic glue to stick it back could at least last for a while, but he didn't expect that the chain fell off today.

He didn't even dare to tell Mrs. Weasley about the broken wand, because that would only result in a worse curse. For the needs of casting spells this school year, he just took the magic tape and carefully re-wrapped it aggrieved.