DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Then let's give it a try. I can't watch Harry go to death because of my mistake~. Besides, although authority symbolizes power, it also has restrictions..."

Carl was silent for a moment, but was finally willing to try.

"Okay, then you take this. If that god of death who doesn't know how to praise dares to make things difficult for you, you will kill him! Don't worry, in front of this thing, he, a weak god born under the will of the world, can only fly A moth to the flame kills itself!"

Niyali pondered for a while, and finally agreed to Carl's request. Immediately afterwards, she took out a wooden box from her sleeve. The box looked extremely strange, with countless incantations engraved on it, and countless twisted monster images were also imprinted on it.

"what is this?"

Carl glanced at this thing, only felt dizzy and heartbeat accelerated, he said with shock and surprise on his face.

"The shining radiant square octahedron is the last thing left to me by the lord ~, unless it is absolutely necessary, don't open it, after opening it, you will naturally know how to use it..."

Nayari said softly, then handed him the box.

...

Pain, excruciating pain~...Harry felt his head was about to explode.

He closed his eyes and pressed the lightning-shaped scar on his head in pain, as if someone had just put a red-hot wire on it.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and couldn't help covering his small face with his hands because of the severe pain. After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt a little less pain, tentatively put down one hand and began to observe the surrounding environment.

This is an unusually cozy room, with cute cartoon pictures on the walls all around. A gust of cool wind blows by, and the wind chime at the door makes a crisp and pleasant sound. On the small bed in front of him, the baby is babbling. Babbling.

"Didn't I get fainted by Lockhart? How did I come here? This is..."

Harry slapped his head, and fragments of memories began to flash in his mind. Just as he was about to stand up and examine the unfamiliar environment carefully, the door suddenly opened.

A panicked red-haired woman ran in, screaming continuously, looking desperate and helpless.

Looking at the woman who suddenly appeared in front of him, Harry's eyes widened in shock. Hagrid had given him a photo album...

"Mom!"

With a joyful smile on his face, he rushed over, but penetrated the woman's body. He looked at his hands in disbelief, and the joy on his face disappeared instantly~

She can only see, but cannot touch, and cannot be changed, and she does not know his existence, because this is his past...

The red-haired woman hurriedly ran to the side of the crib to pick up the baby inside, and almost fell over because she moved too fast.

A man wearing a black robe, barefoot, bald and distorted like a snake walked in slowly.

The red-haired woman knelt down and hugged the man's leg, begging him to let the baby go, but the man was unmoved at all, with a slight flick of his wand, the woman flew out like a kite with a broken string.

"Avada Kedavra!"

Light, a dazzling green light flickered in the cabin. Harry clutched his hands in pain, tears streaming down his face. He knew that the woman was going to die... and he also knew that he had to help her... But he couldn't even touch the two of them, he could only watch this tragedy happen pitifully and helplessly like a bystander...

The woman collapsed powerlessly, and the man also turned into flying ashes and disappeared, leaving only "he" in the room crying continuously...

After an unknown amount of time, the red-haired woman disappeared, and so did the cozy room. The surrounding scenery changed rapidly like a movie, and in his eyes, the sand under a huge hourglass reversed as if time went back~...

"Hello, my name is Carl, Carl Harris, and I like to read..."

The boy with pale blond hair and the same emerald green eyes stretched out his hand to him with a gentle smile on his face. This was the first friend he made...

"Cousin! Come on! We're going to the zoo!"

Dudley stood on the stairs and jumped hard...

"Today is your first day in elementary school, don't cause trouble for me! Otherwise, I will punish you without eating for a day!"

Petunia Evans had an extremely disgusted face, and impatiently threw an old school uniform to him...

"Is it really okay to hand him over to them? I've been watching here all day, and there are no worse Muggles than them!"

The witch in the emerald green robe looked at the child in the giant's arms with a look of sadness on her face.

Like a passer-by, Harry watched all this with tears streaming down his face...

Finally, the time flow of the hourglass is over. Everything returned to that warm room again, the door of the room opened suddenly, and white light began to pour in. Harry took a few steps forward, then looked back, the endless darkness behind him had already swallowed everything...

"I can't go back again~..."

Harry wiped the tears from his face, knowing that he might die. He asked Carl a lot about the Resurrection Stone before, and naturally included the scene of death by analogy...

The smiles of Carl, Ron, Hagrid, and Dumbledore flashed in his mind...

His soul disappeared in the endless soft white light...

Opening his eyes again, the scene in front of him became clear. It was the King's Knight Station, but it was also surrounded by his strange white light, and it looked spotless.

He was walking on the aisle alone, confused and helpless, unable to see things in the distance, the endless white light blocked his sight like a thick mist, he could only walk down step by step...

I don't know how long it took, an hour, or two hours? Harry didn't know that in this boundary between life and death, the mysterious time became a relative concept...

Finally, the white light in front of him dissipated. A quaint platform appeared in front of his eyes, with a deep red patent leather steam train quietly parked in front, and the words 9527 on it were very clear to Harry. He is the Hogwarts that he entered for the first time with Carl Ron and Hermione on this train.

...

"After looking back on your short life of decades like a movie screening, as long as you think about it, you can board a train..."

Carl, who was a little pale, half-lyed on the bed, and answered Harry's question about the afterlife with a smile.

"Where does this train go?"

Harry was silent for a long time before finally asking the question.

"The front is the world after death. However, no one in that world has ever successfully crossed the boundary between life and death, so we don't know. You can borrow Dante's "Divine Comedy" and have a look. The reference value of..."