DNF Meets Harry Potter

Early the next morning, after finishing his deal with the old Bat Snape perfectly last night, Carl got up with a happy face.

Fortunately, I just opened my eyes today and saw that only two of the three plastic roommates got up. My heart was slightly relieved. I shouldn't be late this time. The first class is the most severe professor at Hogwarts - McGonagall Transfiguration class taught.

"Good morning, Carl, get ready to go to the cafeteria for breakfast first." Philip began to put on his shoes to greet Carl.

"It was just fixed by the old bat last night. It's a miracle that you got up so early today! Anyway, I don't even think about moving now."

Alex rubbed his troubled eyes and said incredulously.

"Yesterday was just an accident. Professor Snape just seemed to be difficult to get along with. In fact, others are still very good. He didn't treat me like that last night."

Carl laughed dryly and defended Snape a few words. Who told him that he had almost drained all of his heritage yesterday, and he still remembered Snape's sad and helpless eyes when he went out. .

Just kidding, the contract of prostitution has been signed, you dare to violate it, believe it or not, the second sister Held crossed the border to beat you.

That's right, according to the system introduction, the contract yesterday was made by the second sister. It cost him a hundred Galleons, but he felt badly.

"I should have told Snape to give out the contract money last night..."

Now he covered his chest with grief on his face.

My little sweetie, shining with gold, is far away from me again...

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On the way to the Transfiguration classroom, Carl looked excited.

This course is simply the magic of turning one thing into another, and the truths in it are endless.

To be honest, at Hogwarts, he was most interested in the Transfiguration class, which he was much more interested in than potions and spells. There is no other reason. This course is the most wonderful. It involves the supreme truth of the origin of matter. Think about it. Turning a match into a needle is the most basic lesson of transfiguration, but it is not about So simple.

This is the original transformation of material properties and structures!

Carl, Alex and the others came to the classroom door early after having breakfast. As soon as they opened the door, they saw a British short tabby cat squatting domineeringly on the podium, with those pale yellow cat eyes shining brightly. He looked at the sparsely assembled students in the classroom.

This look! It's you, extinction~..., oh no, it's Professor McGonagall.

Carl looked at the cat and then looked at the roommate next to him and smiled slightly, thinking about it.

He is familiar with the plot, and has already seen the cat's body, but how can he not use this opportunity to do something to fix his roommate?

oh! Boys' friendship is so unpretentious!

He looked at Philip looking at the cat with star-filled eyes, well, that's you, tool man - Philip.

"Do you like cats, Philip?" Karl asked with a grin.

"Of course, I have a Ragdoll cat at home. It's very cute. Unfortunately, my parents don't agree with me to bring it to school." Philip replied excitedly, and then his tone was a little low, obviously, after a while. A cat is a god to cat lovers.

"Why don't you try to tease it, I have something specially prepared for cats here." Carl continued teasing.

"Hey, no, you didn't even bring pets, how could you bring cat food or something?" Ravenclaw's little eagle quickly found the loophole.

"This, um~, I have long heard that Mr. Filch, the keeper of the castle, has a cat called Mrs. Norris. These were originally intended to be used to have a good relationship with him, but unfortunately Mrs. Norris is not Don't eat anything from anyone other than Filch's."

"And, look, since this cat will appear in the Transfiguration classroom, it must be the cat raised by Professor McGonagall. Anyway, you also like cats, try it out, maybe later Professor McGonagall will be happy. Give us extra points."

A lie needs to be covered up with more lies. In fact, these things were originally prepared by Carl specially for Filch. It is still very delicious to exchange some cat food and small dried fish for the Marauder's map. However, he has not implemented this plan... Carl cleverly pulled a reason to round up the lie.

"That's it, then give me some."

Poor Philip just jumped into the hole that Carl dug, and still couldn't get up.

With a smile on his face, Carl took out a series of cat items such as dried fish and catnip from his purse. In fact, he bought it from the system before.

The purpose of the system - as long as you have money, you are my father. No money? It's no use calling me dad.

These little bits and pieces only add up to one gold coin, and it's not expensive anyway, so I don't feel bad about it.

After getting something from the pit god Carl, our tool man Mr. Philip set foot on his point of no return.

He walked up to the podium, took out a small dried fish to tease, and then took the opportunity to touch the cat twice.

It was sour, it was indescribable.

At this time, Mr. Carr, our behind-the-scenes messenger, clearly saw that the cat's face was no longer serious, replaced by a look of caring for mentally handicapped children.

Mr. Philip the Ravenclaw Kitty, who did not know that he was walking further and further on the road to death, was surprised. It was the first time he saw a cat who was not interested in dried fish.

It must be because the cats of the wizarding world are so different from the cats of the Muggle world.

Hmm~, it must be so!

The dried small fish failed to trap, replace it with another one, and make the cat stick!

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Hold back, can't laugh!

Carl held his face tightly, and his little face flushed slightly.

Philip took out all the artifacts that cats couldn't refuse, and then dangled it in front of the cat.

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Oh, no, I can't help it anymore. How to hold back your laughter to hold back longer? Wait online, this time is really urgent.

Carl took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging waves inside himself.

The cat looked at the funny cat stick in front of him and not only did not react at all, but also stretched out its paws and knocked out the funny cat stick in Philip's hand.

Philip: "???"

"It doesn't work? The cats in this magical world really have something. No, they can only use the ultimate artifact."

Philip thought to himself that the poor man hadn't noticed that something was wrong until now.

As we all know, cats such creatures may not like small dried fish and may not like to tease cats. However, it must be impossible to resist the wonderful taste of catnip. Unless, it's a fake cat.

At this time, Mr. Tool gave up the bells and whistles that Carl gave, and took out the catnip.

Carl grabbed his thigh and covered his mouth, trying not to make a sound. He knew that the climax was coming.

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