DNF Meets Harry Potter

Ron was very excited that a light red magical light hit the barrier that Carl had laid out, which seemed to be thin, as if it could shatter in one blow, and then...

The Dimensional Mirror Magic directly returned his spell back at a faster rate. Ron's eyes widened and there was no reaction time, and the spell hit his chest straight.

In an instant, his body began to twitch uncontrollably, his mouth and eyes slanted and drooling constantly looked like he had a stroke.

And Harry’s few hairs of Shen Feng Wuying wiped his cheeks, took a few strands of hair, and suddenly cut a few rotten chairs behind him in half, a drop of cold sweat slowly running down his forehead Shed.

He knew that as long as the blades of the void were offset by a few more points, at least a piece of flesh would be missing from his cheeks, and most likely... the entire head was cut off.

Harry swallowed. The swelling brought by defeating Sirius just disappeared instantly. He slowly moved away from the battlefield, and then suddenly raised his wand again and tapped it three times in the air.

"All petrochemicals!"

"Faint!"

"Except for your weapons!"

The petrification curse, the coma curse, and the disarming curse showed a dazzling light in the dim screaming hut in the shape of a character.

Sirius, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, nodded with satisfaction when he saw Harry's decent dueling skills, and then looked at Carl with interest.

So, how would he respond?

"Dimensional Exile!"

Carl stretched out a finger and stroked it lightly, and a mysterious dimensional crack was erected in front of him. The three curses that Harry had high hopes were completely swallowed without even a single splash.

"That's not enough~..."

A very soft voice came into Harry's ears, feeling the tone of three-point contempt and seven-point disdain, Harry was already a little desperate at the moment. He tried his best from the beginning, but it was useless, not even the corners of Karl's clothes.

"Except for your weapons!"

Just as Harry was thinking about what to do next, a familiar voice rang from outside the door, followed by a dazzling red light in the crack of the door.

"Fuck!" Carl exclaimed. He heard the voice of the person who came, so he got serious, "Shenfeng Wuying!"

The same kind of spell used from Karl is completely non-empty. It is truly a shadowless, silent blade of the void instantly splitting the disarming spell that came at him in half. Then, the door was torn from the middle unabated.

Large swaths of sawdust floated in the air, and a thin figure gradually emerged from the shadow with a slight coughing sound.

Remus Lupin!

"Good evening, Professor Lupin!" Carl smiled shyly, showing white teeth. "My wand is with Harry. If mine has no weapons, why do you want to kill me?"

"Good evening, Mr. Harris!" Lupin coughed again, looking very weak. "I think whether you have a wand or not does not affect your true strength. You should be the most proficient and perfect one of the wandless spellcasting techniques you have ever seen since your birth!"

After seeing his curse easily blocked by Carl and the three Harry who were intact next to him, Lupin quickly noticed Sirius who was resting on the ground with his eyes slightly tilted.

He just saw the scene of the battle between Harry and Carl from the crack in the door. He wanted to stop them first with the idea of ​​controlling the situation, but didn't want to...

Lupin's pupils shrunk slightly and observed the standing between the people without leaving a trace. Harry and the three were close together. Behind Carl stood Sirius with a devastated battlefield in between...

"Professor Lupin, come here quickly and stay away from them! They want to kill us!"

There was a flash of hope in Harry's somewhat desperate eyes. He pointed his wand at Karl and said to Lupin very anxiously.

"Harry, I think you still have to count in your heart!" Carl curled his lips and leaned his arms against the wall. Can you perceive the shadow? I'm afraid not..."

"Enough, Harry! If Carl wanted to kill us, he would have done it! The three of us probably won't be able to stop him with a magic! And do you think you can really beat Sirius?

And you, Ron! Have you forgotten that two years ago Carl took us all the way through the level designed by the professors? ! "

Hermione, who had been observing the battle from start to finish, couldn't help but screamed with her hair, although she didn't understand why Carl brought them to find Sirius.

But she knew very well that if she really faced Carl, no matter how big their three small universes erupted, they would never escape him-if he was serious.

Hermione had seen Carl really get serious, with a gorgeous purple robe added to her body, the spirit of the gods floating behind, and the peerless appearance of the ancient elves reappeared.

Whether it's the boulder board arranged by Professor McGonagall or the key level of Professor Flitwick, all are crushed by a huge range of magic.

And that was the past tense two years ago, and how strong Hermione Carl is now is unimaginable.

And now, Hermione flirted with her hair that was a little dry and damaged by the fight just now and glanced at Carl. He is now empty with his hands, he is wearing just a Hogwarts school uniform, and... also wearing a pair of round glasses...

"Or Hermione understands me! Originally I thought I had to beat you down to listen to me well...

Really~www.readwn.com~Why won't you listen to my sophistry... Oh, don't you explain? "

Carl looked helplessly at Harry and the others, and shrugged.

"It's not all to blame that you didn't mention it to Harry before to make things like this!"

Sirius turned Carl’s wand into a crutch and stood up hard, sucking in his breath. Although Carl made a shot just now so that he didn’t fall and eat shit, his old waist couldn’t stand the toss of "flip in the air" and suddenly twisted It's a joy.

"How can you blame me? It's obviously your problem! I would have been...(?`~'?)..." Seeing Sirius throw the pot on him all at once, he couldn't bear this grievance. Shouted immediately, not to be outdone.

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"You are simply a vampire!"

"Hehe... you are the heir of a pure-blooded family! I'm far from the instinct of sucking blood!"