Harry Potter's Catastrophe

Carney left the dormitory early the next morning and went straight to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

"Password." The stone statue said solemnly. He recognized Kani but only wanted Kani to give the password before letting him in.

"Didn't I say that yesterday?"

"Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today." This stone statue still didn't understand current affairs. He was a little bit wondering if Dumbledore needed a password to return to his office.

"Sizzling honey candy." Carney said the password, and the stone statue rotated to open the entrance staircase to the principal's office.

"I hope this is the best." Professor McGonagall was already inside, and Carney only heard the last words when he came in.

"What's wrong, is it the little wizard who didn't go back to school?" Carney guessed that this must be what he was talking about.

"Let's set off. I hope the Ministry of Magic can bring good news today." Professor McGonagall handed over the broomstick, and the principal of Hogwarts was the only one who could transform at will.

They had to fly out of Hogwarts and then disapparate. Carney's broomstick flew normally, mainly because the broomstick only had one handle, which was particularly unaccustomed.

Carney thought that it would be better to insert a horizontal stick on the handle, so that he could hold it with both hands, which would be more comfortable.

He took off from the balcony of the principal's office, left Hogwarts and landed at the Hogwarts Express station. Professor McGonagall put away her broom, grabbed his shoulders and apparated away.

What landed was not in front of the house, but in a deserted alley, not far from home.

"Teacher, can you teach me how to apparate? I think I need a convenient magic so that I don't need your help." Carney is now more and more itchy about apparating.

"If you knew how to do it, you wouldn't be able to run around every day." Professor McGonagall said angrily. Does she know Carney's temper? It was clear during that time in the United States.

"No," Carney said, rolling his eyes.

After walking for a short distance, there was no one on the deserted road. After a while, I arrived at the door of my house. The door was surrounded by a small wooden guardrail. There was a gravel road in front of the door, half of the green turf was paved on both sides, and tools were placed on the side. Still sitting.

"Okay, I'll pick you up in the afternoon. You can stay at home all day. I have to go to the Ministry of Magic." Professor McGonagall said and disappeared with a wave of her wand.

"Hey, I left too fast. I wanted to stay for breakfast." Carney said immediately, "Professor McGonagall may have eaten. After all, I'm not hungry."

He ate so much yesterday that he wasn't even hungry now. When he got up in the morning, he didn't even think about going to the restaurant for a few bites.

"Looking for Hagrid to teach me? Hagrid doesn't seem to have learned this, so there will be no one..." Carney was thinking about how to learn to apparate as he stepped into the door, and a kitten ran over quickly. Holding a pair of light cloth slippers.

"...What kind of training is this?" Carney touched the cat's head and held this new member of the family in his arms. He didn't expect that he would become a tool cat so quickly.

"Who is here? Mrs. Sichel?" Her mother came downstairs, and Mrs. Sichel guessed it was a neighbor.

"Mom, it's me!" Carney smiled and ran over, threw the cat away, and gave his mother a hug.

"Hey, my big baby! Why are you here?" Mother kissed Carney on the forehead.

"Of course I came back because I missed you." Carney said with a smile, "Where's dad?"

"The tool for turfing was broken, so he went to find Douglass at the corner of the street to repair it. He would have just bought one." Mother said, "Have you had breakfast?"

"No, those tools look a bit old to me. Maybe they were used by my father when he was a child. He must be reluctant to part with them." Carney got up early and went directly to the principal's office.

"There happens to be some sandwiches. Let's eat them first. I'll go see what's in the refrigerator." The mother brought the sandwiches on the table to Carney.

My mother didn't even know what was in the refrigerator. It seemed that my father had been cooking during this period. He was such a good man.

"Did dad make the sandwich? Dad is so considerate. I will be a good man like him in the future." Carney ate the sandwich. The way the sandwich was made was a bit strange, not like what his mother made.

"You can learn from him, you are better than him." My mother was very happy after hearing this.

"The sandwich is enough. Let's wait until dad comes back and let him make it. Who wants him to be good?" Carney felt full after eating a sandwich.

"I think so too." Mother slammed the refrigerator door shut.

Carney: . . . . . .

After a while, his father came back with two grass-leveling tools. The first thing he said when he saw Carney was, "You don't have classes anymore? Have you been expelled?"

"Never." Carney rolled his eyes.

"I have something to tell you when I come back." Carney sat upright. He had to tell his parents about Stellan in advance.

"What's up?"

"As long as you don't get into trouble at school, it doesn't matter if you get bad grades."

"I have a brother," Carney said.

"It's been a long time, how did you know it was a boy?" the mother said angrily, she wanted a girl.

"That's not what I'm talking about. I'm saying that there is another person and a soul in my body. I think he is my brother. I think you should know this." Carney said slowly, paying attention to his parents. expression.

Both parents were silent, not speaking, not surprised, not panicked, and not at a loss.

"What's wrong with you?" Carney asked cautiously.

"Huh - so that's it." The father took a deep breath and glanced at the mother next to him.

"We used to wonder why you were a little strange sometimes at night. At first, we thought it was a mental problem, schizophrenia or something." The father said with a smile on his face.

"Almost every night, I would run out to play, steal food from the refrigerator, play with a spoon, and would not go to sleep until I heard a story."

"I was quite happy at first, but I couldn't remember anything the next morning. I suspected sleepwalking but it didn't look like it. I wanted to take you to see a doctor, but your mother refused. You stayed like this for several days and found nothing. After the injury, I didn’t even mention seeing a doctor.”

"Unexpectedly, the notice from the wizard academy came later. We thought that it might be the wizard's talent that caused the trouble. We thought that it would be good to go to a wizard's school. If it was other problems, we wondered whether the wizard's magic could be used. solve."

Mother took Kani's hand and pulled Kani into her arms and said, "Minerva said you were normal at school and there was nothing different about you. You just have great talent, so we were relieved. We thought you were a wizard." If you have the ability to cause trouble, it will be better if you learn magic."

"But I don't think so. I always feel that we are the same. After going to wizard school for a year, I no longer have to get up in the middle of the night to play. I think it is cured." The mother pursed her lips.

"I didn't expect that your mother guessed it right." The father was very cheerful.

"Well now, I found a way in school to make him reborn." Carney didn't expect that his parents had noticed it a long time ago, and they easily agreed to go to the Wizarding Academy to attend closed studies, and talked to Professor McGonagall Frequent letters...