DNF Meets Harry Potter

Four huge patron saints occupied the entire sky, and silver-white brilliance continued to fall from their bodies. And the black mist exuding the cold and dead breath was sealed by them, ramming around like a headless fly but unable to break through.

Then a mysterious purple magic circle suddenly appeared above the black fog, and in the gray sky, a great terror was brewing.

Above the boundless mountains, the vastness of the dimensional force tore the void, thousands of silver-white thunders turned into ravens and bombarded them continuously.

The golden-red flames coalesced into a giant sword to cut through the layers of black mist, countless hideous souls roared with black air and stretched out their claws, and a giant vine on the barren earth rushed into the sky...

The profound meaning of ancient magic is unobstructed in the hands of the Big Four, and the power erupting in their hands is enough to destroy the world.

Carl walked in the void and gently spread his palms, a handful of golden fine sand fluttered in the wind, turning into a dazzling brilliance into his body in a thousand years, and instantly returning to the peak in both magical power and physical state. He knew that he didn't have much time, and he might only have one chance, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place with his eyes closed slightly.

He gently reached out a hand and flipped it slightly, and the gunpowder barrel of Crazy Ivan Colonel was instantly ignited, and under the power of the dimension, it landed on the silent head with great precision.

At the same time, the most magnificent dimensional doors opened beside Gryffindor and the others, and then the four men controlled their respective patron saints to make the strongest blow and jumped in without hesitation.

The deafening explosion in mid-air resounded throughout the world, and the huge black mist roared with incomparable anger in the gleaming firelight, but it could not stop it from heading towards the final end of death.

"Everything is over~..."

Amidst the explosions resounding through the clouds, a young man seemed to let out a soft sigh in a daze.

"Yeah, everything is over..."

After the gray-headed Gryffindor stepped into the Dimensional Gate, he arrived at the other part of Karl's previous connection, which is Hogwarts after a thousand years.

He glanced at the only neat Carl among the few and smiled.

"Ah, it's dinner time~..."

The gentle Hufflepuff turned around, with a slightly surprised look on his delicate face, then turned and walked towards the kitchen. Although she has only experienced a great battle, in her eyes, enjoying the beauty of life at any time is the most important thing.

And this victory also needs to be celebrated.

The five people bumped the goblet together under the candlelight.

A few days later, Carl was sitting on the edge of the Black Lake, throwing pebbles into it, ripples in the water rippling with his movements. A few bright roses are in full bloom beside him, and the clouds on the horizon cover the venomous sun just right, and everything looks calm and peaceful.

An irregular yellow-orange-orange stone exuding brilliant golden light was being held tightly in his palm. He gestured with the stone a few times, and a meaningful smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Sure enough, begging for wealth and danger!"

Carl shook his head slightly, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart for a while, because of this thing he couldn't remember how much he had suffered.

Item name: Reincarnation·Circular Time (Sorcerer's Stone)

Rarity: Epic (top level)

Strength +66

Intelligence +66

Stamina +66

Spirit +66

All attributes enhancement +50

Magical attack power +10%

Ps. Everything is under the cycle of time

Carl thought about it, and suddenly felt his shoulder slapped by a big, generous hand. He turned around, and the familiar big red hair came into view. It was Godric Gryffindor.

"I think you have stayed here for a long time, are you still thinking about that one thousand-year-old thing?"

Gryffindor leaned against him and sat down with a grin, and one hand was skillfully placed on Carl's shoulder.

"No, after eliminating that silently, I have gained enough one thousand steps." Carl shook his head and spread out his palms, revealing the yellow-orange magic stone.

"What is this? It looks so strange."

Gryffindor glanced at the Philosopher's Stone in Carl's hand. He had some guesses but was not sure, so he asked.

"It's just a magic stone, it can take me back to where I should go." Carl played with the magic stone in his hand, his eyes seemed to be reminiscent.

"Sorcerer's Stone? But I remember that the thing only has the ability to turn stones into gold and immortal!" Hearing this answer, Gryffindor frowned, but when he thought about it carefully, he exclaimed as if he had realized it:

"No, that thing is red, your one is yellow. So, what is its ability?"

"Control the time! With the help of the dimensional magic I have learned, time and space can be reversed!" Carl raised his finger and drew a magic circle in the air, and the projection of Hogwarts appeared, "And I, from the future! It's probably time and space after a thousand years! I came here because of a little accident!"

"Future..." Hearing this key word, Gryffindor's expression instantly became extremely complicated. He had also guessed about Karl's origins before, such as the idea of ​​fighting the enemy across layers of space, but never thought that the final truth turned out to be like this.

It’s too exciting to travel through time and space to the past or something!

"Yeah, I can't think of it, I come from the future. This is not the time I lived in, I always want to go back!"

Carl smiled very emotionally, fumbled on the grass and threw a small stone into the Black Lake again.

"Okay, let's go, it's time for lunch! Helga probably made a lot of delicious food again!"

Gryffindor curled his lips, seemingly unhappy, and then reached out his hand to ruin Carl's neat hair.

"I think you should learn more from Helga, the meat you roasted last time almost didn't let me spit out the overnight meal!"

"Smelly boy, what do you know! You can do it if you have the ability!"

"Bah! Spicy chicken!"

The two quarreled and gradually walked towards the castle~www.readwn.com~ At night, Karl was writing something at his desk in Slytherin's study by candlelight, and it was late at night after he closed the book.

"Ah~, it's finally finished, it's not easy!"

The young man stretched happily. Based on the principle of leaving something in this era, he decided to play some flowers after a lot of thought.

For nothing else, happiness is over!

After finding a secret place on the Slytherin bookshelf for the book he had just written, Carl smiled with satisfaction and snapped his fingers and disappeared in place.

On the front page of the book written by him, the ink on the name has just dried up.

Even if I laugh at me as the most stubborn lunatic, I don’t mind...——Pray Isis