Harry Potter's Catastrophe

"You need to stop teasing professors and classmates." Dumbledore said seriously.

He had seen everything Carney did today, but they were all pranks.

"Ah hahaha." Carney smiled awkwardly, but he didn't expect to be discovered.

But Dumbledore didn't seem to be asking about those things, and he wasn't worried.

"Go to the Room of Requirement and practice there," Dumbledore said.

"Well, the first graders go there more often than me, how can I beat them." Carney laughed, but if he really wanted to grab it, he could still grab it.

But he didn’t have that idea, so he got up early in the morning and climbed to the eighth floor to practice? ? ? Is your brain going crazy?

"Hey, I'm old, I forgot." Dumbledore slapped his forehead. He often came in and out of the eighth floor.

He basically sees the first-grade children every day.

"Okay, there are quite a few empty classrooms on the seventh floor. You can go wherever you want."

"I understand, I understand." Carney knew that he couldn't do anything else in school.

"Then principal, I will go back first."

"By the way, change these back to their original state." Dumbledore pointed at the sports car and tank.

If word got out that the headmaster of Hogwarts had secretly used school fees to buy a sports car for himself, and also secretly hid Muggle heavy weapons.

With these two hats on, he felt very proud. Even though he knew it was caused by the transfiguration technique, people with good intentions would still do things.

"Understand, understand, understand." Carney's wand clicked on them, turning them back into two long tables.

After parting ways with Principal Dumbledore, Carney returned to the dormitory in despair.

The seats in the common room have changed back to their original shape. I don't know which senior has the magical power.

Carney's transformation technique is at the Mahayana level, and it's difficult for Hermione to undo it.

However, violent destruction is still possible, that is, destroying the transformed object.

This is not troublesome, just destroy it and then use the repair spell to restore it.

"Uncle Ka, you're finally back." As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ron crying.

"I can't bear it, what's wrong?" Carney asked doubtfully.

"These things haven't changed back at night, uncle, please take away your magical powers." Simo knelt down and sat on his bed, without pillows and quilts.

The stuffed animals in the dormitory such as squirrels, flying squirrels, Garfield cats, teddy dogs, etc. are all surprisingly active.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it seems I've made progress again." Carney looked at the stuffed animals.

"Return to the original form!" Carney's wand pointed to the sky, and the magic enveloped the entire room.

The animals transformed in an instant and returned to their original appearance.

"Oh, the new wizard card I bought!" Ron rushed forward, holding the wizard card.

"This is new, I haven't used it yet." Ron hugged the wizard card shell and kissed it.

"Carney, what did Dumbledore say?" Harry asked curiously.

"Oh, it's about the International Transfiguration Conference. It's about a week away." Carney floated back to his things, and a large piece of it floated back to its original place.

This move did not surprise the people in the dormitory. It is a daily operation and they are used to it.

Carney often uses magic to perform daily tasks, such as getting dressed, brushing teeth, washing cups, and drinking water.

All the magic is done, and they have tried to imitate it before, but failed.

Ron Simo and the others had trouble floating the spell shells smoothly, so they had to pick them up on the ground. Neville gave up after trying.

He could only float one by one. Floating one by one was too slow and it was not as fast as picking them up by hand.

"Oh, that's it. It's fast." Harry thought it was something.

"Ha, you only need to go through it for more than a week and you will be free." Carney said with a smile on his waist.

"Please God save me." Seamus took his things back and fell on the bed after hearing Carney's words.

"Ha, I forgot to mention it. In fact, you don't need to tidy it up. The house elf will help you put it back in its place at night."

"That's what I thought." Harry shrugged. He often had nightmares that woke him up in the middle of the night.

House elves have been seen several times cleaning up the trash on their desks and trash cans.

"Oh, Shete, I forgot." Seamus slapped his forehead, shook the quilt, didn't even straighten it, and fell asleep.

"Come and try the wizard cards?" Ron took out a stack of exquisite cards and opened the wizard card box.

"It took me a few days to figure out the method." Ron touched the wizard card with a look of enjoyment on his face.

"This card is just different, it feels cold and smooth to the touch."

"Of course, I can't give you waste paper. A dozen gold coins on paper would be a huge loss." Carney took one.

"How to play this?" Harry didn't know much about this. He knew how to play the wizard battle card, but not the prophecy card.

"Shuffle the cards, then deal the cards in the prescribed order. The first card points to the direction, and the person in front of the card is the one who is predicted." Ron had already written down the wrong process.

"Swinging backwards is to predict for yourself, let's try it now." After Ron shuffled the cards, he began to deal the cards in order.

The person sitting in front of him was Harry, I don't know if I can figure it out.

"Let me take a look." Ron picked up the manual and began to interpret the meaning of the cards dealt.

"The person's position, the chosen one: the one who is destined. This is accurate, Harry is the life and death enemy of the mysterious man."

"Past position, dilemma: life is miserable and at the mercy of others."

"That's interesting." Harry felt that it was a bit accurate. He had never spent a clean day at the Dursley's before.

"Past position, opportunity: turning point in life, smart people know what to do."

"This should be talking about Hogwarts, whether to enroll or not." There was only this turning point in Harry's life. It would be better to go to a magical school of magic if he continued to suffer at the Dursley's.

At the back is the current position, three cards.

"Nightmare, fog, fog."

"Nightmare dreams: bad things happen quietly, you can see them but you can't change them." Ron looked at Harry, who also told him that he often had the same nightmares.

"So that's all true?" Harry asked nervously.

He dreamed of a dark green python eating people alive, and that terrifying sound would appear every night.

"What is the fog?" Carney waited for Ron to answer, because the three cards in the future positions were also fog.

"Mist: You can't see clearly, you can't touch, you can't hear. Everything is unknown."

"It seems this is the end of it." Carney lost interest.

The first few of Harry's prophecies are already known, and it would be extremely difficult to figure out the nightmares.

Carney felt that this thing might not be useful to him at all. As a time traveler, he still had some self-awareness.

"Try again." Ron shuffled the cards again and dealt them out in order.

"Choice, dilemma, opportunity, nightmare, fog, fog..." The same result.

"Come again." Ron shuffled the cards again, this time he dealt one card and shuffled it.

"Choice, dilemma, opportunity, nightmare, fog, fog..." It's still the same.

"Ron, why don't you try it yourself." Carney suggested.

"Harry's prophecy was clearly predicted by someone. If there are no other unexpected elements, the prophecy ball is in the Ministry of Magic."

"Really? Is there such a thing?" Ron asked in surprise. Harry himself didn't know that there was such a thing.

"Uh, yes." Kanimuna said, they didn't know whether they should say that.

"Tell me, what is the content of the prophecy ball?"

"Yes, I also want to know what the prophecy ball predicted for me." Harry said eagerly.

"I'm not a prophecy ball..." Carney muttered and thought about the contents of the prophecy ball.