DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Congratulations to the host for defeating Gabriel and getting a thousand-year step × 1..."

The belated system prompt made Carl's eyes brighten. He didn't expect that he could get it like this in a thousand-year step. This immediately activated his mind. Perhaps, he could take Gryffindor and take the initiative to find trouble with the cardinals?

The method is very simple, let Gryffindor attract firepower and hatred, and just put a yin gun behind to get the head away. Anyway, this product is also on the top wanted order of the Holy See, and there is no more suitable candidate than him.

Although the system is black-hearted, the things it produces are still very good. Didn't Gabriel just be dead by him without any resistance?

With this thought, Carl looked at Gryffindor with eagerness.

"Yi Yi Hey ... smelly kid you what this look, you do not play or I drifted move wand?"

Gryffindor, who was silently recovering his magical powers, was uncomfortable staring at him, and got goose bumps on his body.

"No...nothing, I just thought of something interesting."

"Then why are you staring at me? There must be a ghost!"

Gryffindor is not stupid. After spending so many days with Carl, he understands that he must have some other idea this time.

"Well... just a little idea.

Haven't you been wanted by the Holy See all the time? I think we can take the initiative to attack. You are a meat shield and I play ADC. Regardless of whether they are wearing red or black clothes, they all fall down and die one by one! "

Carl smiled brightly, and then compared it with a sniper rifle that was taller than himself.

Gryffindor, who had just drunk, listened to his "friendly" thought, so Xuan didn't spray his face. He walked over in two steps, touched Karl's forehead with his hand, and muttered to himself:

"I don't have a fever, why do you keep talking nonsense?"

"Go away, you have a fever!" Carl was full of black lines and knocked off Gryffindor's palm, his face was full of seriousness, "I'm serious, you saw it just now, as long as you don't get killed in a spike, I can kill them in seconds, no one can survive a single shot from me."

"It's not the same, this time Gabriel had a problem in his head, and he wanted someone to solve me and take all the credit.

When the remaining six cardinals travelled, they all brought a large number of light knights, black bishops and nuns. Once they work together, the powerful holy light magic can even solidify the space, and then the Apparition will be useless..."

Gryffindor sighed. If he is really alone unless the pope from the Vatican comes, he asks himself that he is not afraid of any Vatican.

But the problem lies here. The wizards are so sparsely populated that if they really want to go to war with the Vatican, they will definitely lose miserably.

"It's boring~..." Carl curled his lips, and he could only dismiss this year temporarily. It would be too wrong to play with flowers and kill himself at the end.

"Think of unrealistic things all day long." Gryffindor chuckled lightly, tapped his head lightly with his fingers, then turned and walked to Gabriel, who was stunned, and a hand came out of him. The golden red flame burned it to ashes.

He waved his hand lightly again, a breeze blew, and the last trace of Gabriel in this world disappeared completely.

"Tsk tusk, why are you so proficient~..."

Carl's eyelids twitched at the corners of Gryffindor's proficiency, his mouth twitching, which was about to catch up with what he had done before in Innsmouth.

"Away from home, some skills must be learned!"

Gryffindor chuckled, making no secret of this.

"No, I mean you are catching up with me..."

Gryffindor: "?"

Good boy, something is wrong with you!

"So where are we going next?"

After solving all the problems, Karl stood on a rock, staring at the endless wasteland and slowly spoke.

"Scottish Highlands, I'm going to meet an old friend. We haven't seen him for a long time. I think he will be very happy. Can you bear the side effects of Apparition? I think we have to speed up. ."

Gryffindor smiled, memories flashing in his eyes.

"It should be okay."

Carl thought for a while, and took out a bottle of "Small World Instrument" and poured it into his mouth just to be safe.

"That's good~..."

Gryffindor stepped forward and grasped Carl's arm tightly. The next second the space where the two were in fluctuated suddenly, and suddenly disappeared with a light pop.

"Ahem~..."

When he stepped into the ground again, Carl almost fell down softly, and there was even a ray of blood flowing down his mouth when he coughed. Ever since he became a Dimensional Walker, he has never been made this way by teleportation magic.

"Oh~."

Gryffindor shook his head lightly when he saw it, and regardless of whether Carl agreed with him or not, he directly picked him up and walked toward the towering castle standing on the top of the mountain in the distance.

"Sarah, long time no see..."

"Gordy, are you finally willing to come to see me? I won't give up my idea. Muggles are not trustworthy at all. The power of magic can only be inherited by the wizard with the purest blood!"

With a wave of spatial fluctuations, a young man with black hair and black pupils in a silver-green robe suddenly appeared in front of him, and looked at Gryffindor with a bit of resentment.

Salazar Slytherin! Good friend of Gryffindor!

At this time, the young Slytherin was not as ugly as the statue built when he was old, and looked extremely handsome at first glance. The silver-green robe was hanging down to the ground, and the black eyes seemed to flash with stars.

"Very pure blood, older and stronger than yours and mine, but it seems to have been seriously injured. Where did you get it?"

Slytherin lowered his eyes and glanced at Carl in Gryffindor's arms without leaving a trace, his face could not help showing a little curiosity.

"It's a long story. I met him on the road.

Because there was something unexpected with my question, you may not believe it, we encountered a silent..."

Gryffindor explained with a very complicated expression.

"Is it the one who has slaughtered several towns silently? You can escape from it alive. As far as I know, there are at least three cardinals of the Holy See who are not afraid of death. I'm on my hand.

And they still joined forces with six, but one Gabriel was missing. Alas, it's a pity, it would be nice if he also went with him, so that I wouldn't have to die one more~..."

Listening to Gryffindor's mention of the key and sensitive word silently, Slytherin's face unexpectedly appeared a little bit of jealousy. Obviously, like Carl, he chose to observe in secret, but he didn't want the six archbishops of the Holy See to be almost half dead.

"Let's go, Roina and Helga had already guessed that you were coming and waiting for you. You can't let that stuff go on destroying..."

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