Chapter 39: Dress up as a woman, Harry

The second day of the new semester, in the auditorium.

After the first day of school, the freshmen from the four major colleges all got up early.

In the auditorium, everyone was enthusiastically discussing what happened yesterday and commenting on the courses given by various professors.

Generally speaking, the little wizards' favorite course is undoubtedly the Charms class.

Professor Flitwick was easy to talk to and never discouraged anyone, and they had plenty of time during class.

Wave your wand freely and cast magic.

The Transfiguration class was good, but Professor McGonagall was too strict. In just one day, she frightened many young wizards.

Another thing is that Transfiguration is too difficult. Among the students of Ravenclaw and Gryffindor, only Miss Beaver succeeded in the whole day.

On the contrary, students from Hufflepuff and Slytherin houses mostly completed their class assignments successfully.

After turning the matches into silver needles, those troublemakers in Slytherin even ran directly to Gryffindor House to show off.

If the results of their classes had not been taken away by Professor McGonagall, they would not have been able to prove it again for a while.

The two groups almost came to a head with a fight in the Gryffindor common room.

Finally, when Professor McGonagall returned from the headmaster's office and heard about the incident, she deducted 10 points from each of the two colleges.

But where there is good, there must be bad. Harry and Ron came to the long table of Hufflepuff College early in the morning.

To Carl, he complained wildly about Professor Snape's atrocities.

"It was clearly Harry's first class, and the black bat deliberately targeted him and asked a bunch of unreasonable questions?"

"Miss Granger at the side had her hands almost raised to the ceiling. He wouldn't allow her to answer."

"It's just terrible."

Ron said angrily, while he was using his knife and fork to cut the chicken leg in front of him.

It was as if the chicken leg was Professor Snape.

Harry was also a little depressed, and he looked at Carl gloomily.

"Mr. Hohenzollern, I remember you had a conversation with Professor Snape in the cafeteria yesterday at noon."

"And he gave you a gift at the beginning of the school year. Can you tell me why he targeted me like this?"

"Could it be that I am born unlovable?"

If it were an ordinary British man, he would look at a handsome boy with red lips and white teeth, leisurely telling him his grievances.

I'm afraid he would have taken the other person into his arms by now, but unfortunately, Karl was a German, and Germany was most famous for steel.

So he could only smile awkwardly and choose not to answer the question, actually he couldn't answer it.

He couldn't tell the other party that Professor Snape was targeting him because of his special feelings for Harry's mother.

If you want to blame someone, blame your mother for giving birth to you as a boy. If you were a girl, the situation would probably be very different.

If Voldemort dares to touch you, he will be greeted by countless invisible warriors and Professor Snape, who has extremely high combat power.

But Carl's silence made Harry think that the other party knew something but was unwilling to tell him.

This made the other party even more distressed, and for a moment he was extremely frustrated. He lowered his head and used the cutlery to move the breakfast on the plate.

This scene made Hermione and Hannah, who were standing by, feel a little bit sorry. The two girls looked at Carl and pleaded at the same time.

"Mr. Carl, if you know anything, just tell us. Shouldn't classmates help each other? Mr. Potter is so pitiful."

"That's right. He clearly knows the situation, but he has to pretend to be profound. He likes to be mysterious and play some pranks."

A gentle persuasion and a justified criticism.

Carl looked at the two girls in disbelief and thought, they are both products manufactured in England, why is there such a big difference between them?

But having said that, if he said nothing, he would seem petty.

So he cleared his throat, looked at Harry in a profound manner, stared at the other's face and said with a smile.

"Mr. Potter, you asked me this question yourself. What I'm going to say next is just my personal speculation."

"As for whether you are willing or not, and the impact caused by this move, it is none of my business."

"My suggestion is very simple. Just put on some makeup and pretend to be a girl, and the whole thing will be solved."

"what?"

"what?"

After Karl finished speaking, everyone present looked at him in disbelief, with weirdness and disgust in their eyes.

Even the Hufflepuff students who regarded Carl as a hero yesterday were shocked after hearing Carl's suggestion.

I couldn't help but move my body, fearing that the other party would get mad and do something inappropriate to me.

Seeing that he was about to become a pervert, Carl became a little angry. He glared at everyone and said unhappily.

"What are you thinking? My sexual orientation has always been normal. I have no interest in your bodies for the time being."

"My hobbies have always been simple. I like mature women, so please don't think too much about it."

After these words were spoken, everyone present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but at the same time, a hint of regret inadvertently flashed in their eyes.

These subtle emotions were all captured by Carl, making him feel terrified.

He could understand that Hermione and Hannah were two little lolita and felt a little regretful, after all, his charm was there.

If the girls present didn't have any feelings for me, it would be my failure, but Ron is a man, so there is nothing for you to regret.

No, this is too dangerous. I must persuade Harry to dress up as a woman and share some of this disgusting firepower with me.

So he looked at Harry again, and he saw the struggle in the other's eyes, so he continued to persuade him.

"Please think carefully, Mr. Potter. Potions is a major subject that will accompany you throughout your seven years of study."

"If you want, you will continue to be bullied by Professor Snape at school. Just pretend I didn't say anything just now. If you want to try to make a change."

"I can help you. It just requires a simple magic. I accidentally invented this magic when I was learning spells yesterday."

"I can help you."

The devil's whispers reappeared, and Carl's image was very much like the angel in Christian mythology, with blue eyes and blonde hair full of sunshine and warmth.

So when he uses performance to confuse others, it often has unexpected results.

In addition, Harry really longed for friendship, so this morning he agreed to the other party's request to become his friend.

With the dual blessing of friendship and appearance, Harry, the little lamb, eventually fell into the devil's trap.

Youyou nodded and said firmly.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Hohenzollern."

“It’s not a problem at all.” Seeing the other party agree, Carl immediately laughed, “And you can just call me Carl, don’t call me by my last name, that would be too unfamiliar.”

As he spoke, he actively asked the dog system for the first time in his mind.

"Do you have cross-dressing magic? You must have this kind of perverted prank magic."

[What nonsense are you talking about, host? How can you save your energy by wearing women's clothes? I have magic that can directly change the gender of the other party. 】

[Since this is the first time the host has actively requested this kind of beautiful magic, a special discount is given, 500 points for women's magic. ]

[50 points for sex change magic, you can choose whatever you want. ]