DNF Meets Harry Potter

The first use experience is bad!

　　 Carl is holding his forehead, he feels his brain is about to explode now! After a long while, he adjusted his condition again.

　　 "By the way, you just said so much, you haven't told me the name yet!"

　　 Gryffindor boasted about his adventures again and again, and then he thought of the question just now.

　　 "Pray, Pray Isis~......"

　　 Carl thought for a while, and said the name he used to walk around the rivers and lakes.

　　 When going out, who is silly with his real name? Who doesn't have a few vests or something. If you encounter a dark wizard who is proficient in cursing, like him, you really don't know how to die at the death.

　　 "Isis? What a strange surname~..."

　　 Hearing this unfamiliar surname, Gryffindor frowned. After searching in his mind for a long time, there was no information about the surname.

At the same time, he was also puzzled, but if he was a Muggle-born little wizard, he would definitely not have his own magic wand at such a young age. In this chaotic era of chaos, many powerful staffmasters have been lost because of the chase of the Holy See. Trails, even Gryffindor’s own wands were made in-house by the family.

　　 "Gu~..."

　　 Just as Gryffindor wanted to say something, an untimely voice made him a little bit amused.

　　 "Well, I almost forgot that you were in a coma for a whole day.

　　I'll get you something to eat like this, so you can lie on the bed and don't move around~......"

　　 Gryffindor helped Carl lie down, drew out the silver sword from his waist and walked out of the cave.

　　 Staring at the huge ruby ​​on the hilt of the sword, Karl's saliva is about to flow out, if it is sold, how much gold is worth!

　　 After Gryffindor left, only Karl was left in the empty cave. He leaned boringly on the stone wall, flipped his wrist, and a handful of shining colorful powder appeared in his hand. This is the "thousand years" necessary to create the cycle of reincarnation.

　　 Looking at the "thousand years" lying quietly on the palm of his hand, Karl's nose sore, and tears almost shed. Just for this thing and the proof of the time-traveler, he suffered all this time, and even took his life. He came to this unknown time and space, and now he has no clue as to how to go back. It's not too big.

　　Sure enough, the gift given by fate has already been secretly marked with a price, and it is unrealistic and non-existent to want to get something for nothing...

　　 Karl glanced at the hard-won rare material in his palm for the last time and put it away. He sucked in a cold breath to resist the pain caused by the wound on his body and adjusted his posture before lying down.

Roar!

　　 At this time, a terrifying roar interrupted his movements, his face stiffened, and he struggled to get up and look around the cave.

　　 A flash of light flashed through his mind, and he understood everything. When Gryffindor came to this cave before, the original owner must have gone foraging, and now, it has returned. But, Gryffindor just went out~...

　　 "Fuck it! Don't bring such a fun!"

　　 Carl really wants to scold his mother now, and he has all the mess this time!

　　 The roar came closer and closer, and a burly sharp claw gradually appeared in his line of sight, and then the whole body was enlarged.

　　 A black bear walked in, with the blood of a certain creature still remaining on the corners of its mouth and on its paws. For a while, a strong **** breath came over.

　　 The black bear walked along with its hair and meat trembling together. It was so fat that it was funny. It had a thick waist and a round waist, and its body was covered with black hair, dense and long.

　　'S head is like a big pompom with pointed ears, a small nose, and a pair of crystal ball-like eyes. What's more interesting is that the little fluffy tail, swinging around on it, is really out of proportion to its fat body.

　　 Seeing that his territory was occupied by humans, the black bear roared angrily and slammed into it. Although its round body was extremely fat, its speed was surprisingly fast. In just two or three seconds, it is already close at hand!

　　 If this creature is placed before he gets injured, a spell can be solved, but now it will inevitably have a headache.

　　 "Shen Feng Wuying!"

　　 Carl took out his wand again and chanted the spell tremblingly. This time he didn't dare to hold it up. He understood that he was in a bad state and was going to die. He could only release one or two spells at most, and then he would be misfired. The worst case is to pass out again.

The invisible blade of the void cut through the air, making a sonic boom, roaring the black bear that rushed towards him with a mournful cry, a blood flower bloomed on his chest, and a hideous wound stretched across his thigh for an instant The blood couldn't stop flowing down.

　　 "Pink body...

what! "

　　Worried that this product would not die, Carl trembled and forcibly lifted his wand again to make another spell, but in his mind it seemed that there were thousands of steel needles piercing in general pain.

　　 "Pattern!"

　　 As soon as he loosened his hand, the wand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

　　 "This time I was fooled by you!"

　　 Such a thought flashed through Carl's mind, but now he only felt the sky spinning. Before he fainted again, he bitterly compared a **** to the hat placed aside. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 But fortunately, the Shenfeng Wuying before him was extremely powerful. Even if he didn't cut the black bear directly in half, it cut off all the vitality in its body.

　　 More than half an hour later, Gryffindor walked back with a long sword happily. He was lucky enough to run into a wild boar just now and killed it without much effort.

　　 "Huh? Huh!"

　　 Soon, after the black bear died, the strong **** smell drifted out. He sniffed his nose, and after determining the source of the smell, his face instantly turned pale.

"Snapped!"

　　 After a clear burst, his figure disappeared in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already inside the cave.

　　 "Fortunately... Fortunately! This kid still has two brushes. No wonder he can escape the chase of the Holy See by such a small boy~......"

　　 Gryffindor glanced at the black bear, who collapsed in a pool of blood just over one meter away from the stone bed, and couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It was absolutely impossible for this position to attack Carl on the bed. But he seems to have passed out again, and for safety reasons, he is still going to check his injuries again.

　　 He walked over and squatted down without making any noise. He stretched out his hand to touch Karl's cheek, but he seemed to notice that his hand had hesitated because of some blood stains from the previous hunting and then retreated. Otherwise, when he wakes up later, it will be another poisonous tongue.

　　 "Clean up!"

　　 He muttered silently in his heart, then leaned his palm forward...