DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's quite tender~..." Gryffindor squeezed Carl's face, secretly guessing that he should be no more than thirteen years old, and smirked before picking him up.

　　 After confirming that Carl really fainted only because his magic power was exhausted, he set his sights on the black bear on the ground.

While the fingers moved slightly, the black bear that had been lying down turned over. Gryffindor knew the cause of his death at a glance—a hideous wound on his chest tore most of his body diagonally, and the inside was white. The bones are clearly visible.

　　 "This magical destructive power is so powerful~..."

　　 With his rich experience of traveling from the south to the north, he would naturally not understand the meaning of it. Under a spell, the black bear was instantly killed with almost no resistance.

　　 He waved his hand gently, and the pool of blood on the ground that was about to form a puddle suddenly rose up with a large cloud of white mist, which evaporated without a trace.

　　 "I don't know where he came from..."

　　 Gryffindor refocused his gaze on Carl who was in a coma, and there was a faint flash of light in his blue eyes.

　　 But soon he concealed this question in his heart. Since Karl didn't want to tell him for the time being, he didn't plan to ask the question.

　　 Everyone has their own secrets that cannot be snooped by outsiders...

　　 "Boom!"

With a thought to his mind, a bunch of dry branches flew in from outside the cave, and the flames rose fiercely when he tapped his fingers. At night in the wilderness, a bunch of bonfires are indispensable. It can not only drive away the beasts but also bring them. Warm and hot food.

　　 Gryffindor sat on the ground casually, thinking about the future while not forgetting to take out the knife he brought with him and cut the wild boar that he had hunted on the fire to start the barbecue.

　　 "Ahem~..."

　　 Perhaps because of the fireworks, Carl who was lying on the bed coughed fiercely. He opened his blurred eyes, and the fiery red hair was almost instantly caught by his sight.

　　 "Do you still know to come back?!

　　 Do you know that I almost died again? You said that you are an experienced adventurer and didn't understand the common sense of arranging protective magic when you left? ! "

　　Although Carl is still in a very weak state, this does not prevent him from spraying people at all. From his angry eyes, it can be seen that he is really on the verge of collapse.

　　 When did he think he was so miserable when he was so dignified?

　　 "This...I'm sorry, I was a little rushed when I left, I thought I would forget it after spending too much time~..."

　　 Facing Karl's question, Gryffindor smiled awkwardly, but only Karl's continuous sneer responded to him.

　　 "Don't be angry, eat something to fill your stomach first, you have slept for a long time before~..." Gryffindor looked at Carl's gloomy face and smiled and handed a bunch of freshly roasted wild pork.

　　 Gu~……

　　 Even though Carl wanted to greet the meat on his face, but his stomach screamed in despair. He gave Gryffindor a vicious look and took it in angrily.

　　 It looks good~...

　　 After spinning the meat skewers in the air for a while, after finding that it was okay, Karl took a bite in the expectant eyes of the opponent.

　　 "Puff...Puff~! What the **** is this?!"

Carl just put it in his mouth and took a bite, a fishy and screaming scent hits his taste buds, he immediately vomited the "unexplainable thing" that Gryffindor had just baked in his mouth, and supported the stone wall by the way. Also retched out a lot of saliva.

　　 Sure enough, he shouldn't have any illusions about medieval food, even if it was made by the famous Gryffindor in the history of wizards.

"Is there any problem?" Gryffindor looked at Carl's movements very strangely. He took out a bottle of coarse salt from his side and sprinkled it on the freshly roasted meat and took a bite, with a satisfied expression on his face. No problem! Isn't this delicious?"

　　 "No~...no problem, how could there be a problem?!

　　Ok...maybe my injury is not healed, this thing is too greasy and a little nauseous~..."

　　 Sure enough, it wasn’t me who was wrong but this era. Carl twitched his eyes and showed an awkward and polite smile on his face. He was too tired and had no strength to complain.

　　The burden of survival is so heavy that he suddenly felt that he was attached to the Buddha.

　　 This era of evil!

Carl thought for a while, thinking of a way to fill his stomach, his emerald green eyes instantly became shining, "By the way, let's wait until tomorrow morning to go to Muggle town! It's not a thing to stay in this wasteland! "

　　 "That's right! The bandage on your body should be changed tomorrow, too, I have used it up to bandage you~..."

　　 Gryffindor nodded lightly and agreed with Karl's suggestion. He was almost stunned when he picked up Karl and looked through his situation.

There are big wounds all over his body. The clothes that should be moon-white on his body were stained blood red, although some of the deadly wounds have been stopped by something he doesn't know~ www.readwn.com~ But the situation is still not optimistic.

　　 What's even more terrifying is that two inexplicable forces have penetrated into the flesh and blood like a bone gangrene, destroying his vitality all the time. Later, he felt it carefully. One of the powers resembled the fluctuations caused by wizards when they used Apparition, while the other was even more terrifying. The finger he touched had a faint tendency to decay. .

　　 was born in the ancient white magic family. He was sure that this was not caused by evil black magic, but it meant that he failed to use Apparition to cause a split. However, the split injury caused by the apparition is easy to heal, and Bai Xian can do it easily without leaving any scars.

　　 But he ran out of all the white freshness he carried but was surprised to find that it was useless at all. The wound was still the same, and he even felt that it might split after touching it.

　　 This specious situation made him puzzled, but he actually guessed two points. In the turbulent flow of time and space that spans thousands of years, the power of time and space are intertwined, and the burst of energy can almost destroy everything.

　　 Even if it is the dimension of the body and the power of space, his body exposed to the turbulence of time and space is not so easy to resist. The most intuitive performance is that he died once after a battle, who was already heavily injured, and then the eyes of darkness bounced out of almost endless magic power. Under the turbulence of time and space, he was constantly repairing his damaged body to make him survive. Down.

　　 Traveling through time and space is really not something that everyone can play around. You don’t even pay attention to the corpse under the interweaving of time and space. Even the ashes are raised for you.