DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Of course not the history of magic!"

As if remembering something terribly terrible, Harry's face was quite pale at this moment, the light smile that had been forcibly pretended to have disappeared, but his eyes were very determined at the moment.

He finally made up his mind and asked softly, "Karl, do you know what kind of creature Dementors are? What happens when they are caught?"

"Why ask this question?"

Karl stood up, staring at Harry's eyes as bright as himself, and asked softly.

"You tell me first, all right~"

Harry pinched the corner of his garment, and hesitated a little.

"Okay...

The Dementor Gate has been the guard of Azkaban for thousands of years, and no wizard has escaped from it for thousands of years, let alone the most loyal running dog of the Ministry of Magic.

Their food is a variety of emotions, of which happiness is the most, and they like to devour the soul. Only the sadness and pain in this world will not disappear. They will never be extinct~, there is no magical creature darker than them. , Even the werewolves and vampires don’t see enough in their eyes...

What's wrong, do you want to travel to Azkaban? "

Contrary to Harry's accident, Carl didn't pursue it, but answered his question in a slightly relaxed tone.

Hermione and Ron on the side also raised their ears and listened, this kind of knowledge is not always accessible.

"Then, Karl, since the dementors are so strong and will never go extinct, why would they work for the Ministry of Magic? Is there any way to deal with them?" After he got the answer he wanted, Harry thought. I want to follow up quickly.

"Of course there is a way! Remember this sentence: The most dangerous thing in the magic world is never a magical creature, but a wizard!

Although the dementors are immune to most magic, even the three unforgivable spells can't take them. But after all, there are still weaknesses, and what they most desire is also the best weapon against them!

After condensing the happy emotions of the wizards, they can cast a powerful white magic—the patron saint! That is the biggest nemesis of Dementors! "

Karl lightly knocked on the table with the chess piece in his hand and talked openly.

"Then will you?"

There was a flash of joy on Harry's pale face.

"Sorry, I haven't learned this~..."

Carl spread his hand and said that he didn't understand the usage of this spell.

"You won't?! What would you do if you encountered a dementor?!"

Harry's face collapsed instantly.

"Although he doesn't, it is not only the patron saint that can restrain dementors~, and the patron saint can defend some spells at most in addition to restraining the dementors. It is useful for other possible wizards, but for us This is not the case for both~,

For example, more than 90% of the dark wizards may not touch the threshold of magic throughout their lives, but if the wand is in their hands, they will not have any fear at all.

Of course, it's just an example, but don't take us black wizards. Except for black magic and white magic, like dimensional magic and elemental magic, none of the dementors can withstand it. That is the fault that can completely turn those dirty and fallen creatures into ashes. Like Voldemort, it is estimated that hundreds of dementors will die as soon as he wields his wand. The same is true for Professor Dumbledore..."

Just as Karl was about to speak, Niyali opposite him opened her eyes leisurely, and a flash of lightning flashed at her fingertips, explaining slowly.

Carl smiled and didn't speak. He waved it freely, and a crack in the space torn apart. He took the bottle of fat house happy water from inside as usual and opened the lid to drink.

Lu Ping, who pretended to be asleep, was even more shocked at the moment, and he heard something terrible again.

There was a flash of rejoicing again in Harry's eyes, and the ups and downs of life were nothing more than this. Then he asked the next question: "So Karl, if it is you, can you escape from Azkaban without using a wand?"

Karl made a positive reply without thinking: "Of course, no problem! You know, I can't play without a wand caster! Dementors can't stop me, even at their base camp! "

Harry's pale face began to turn red, and at this moment he was full of joy, and asked the next question: "Since this! Then Karl, have you ever played Sirius Black? Is the only prison escape from Azkaban in that millennium Prisoner!"

"Poor Potter, your godfather and your mother will kill you if they hear this. 』

Carl twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth and said silently in his heart.

However, this sentence must not be spoken to him now. Carl quietly organized a language reply in his mind: "Of course no problem, he has just escaped from Azkaban, and there is no magic wand~www.mtlnovel .com~ There is nothing in the whole body. I let him have no problem with one hand~......"

Ron opened his mouth and wanted to say something, and patted his hand with dissatisfaction, his eyes hinting that he shouldn't interrupt.

"So what if he got the heyday of his wand?"

Harry thought about it, but decided to ask clearly.

"The ending is the same. It will cost me more effort at most. But if he wants to beat me, it is unlikely, he is estimated to be less powerful than Professor Snape."

Carl answered without thinking.

Lu Ping couldn't help but shivered again. He now wanted to get off the car a bit. If his strength was discovered by Karl, would he still be alive? At that time, it is estimated that it will be killed directly.

Lupin's thoughts are impossible for them to know, but a light called hope shines in Harry's eyes. He considers it slightly and finally asks the last question carefully:

"So, Carl. How can I kill Dementors before they find Black?

No matter what the price is, I can accept it! "

As he talked, Harry's eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot, and his expression was distorted.

Obviously, he already knew the beginning and the end of what happened, and understood the cause of his parents' death.

Carl hadn't had time to answer, and Hermione couldn't sit in an instant after hearing Harry's words. She stood up from the sofa and stretched a finger to his nose, angrily:

"Do you know what you were talking about?!

This is what the Ministry of Magic and Aurors should worry about!

Don't be blinded by hatred! Do you know who Sirius is? Do you know his previous record? A curse alone blew up a street..."