DNF Meets Harry Potter

"How is it possible~..."

Hermione rubbed her eyes, not wanting to believe this fait accompli truth at all.

Carl shrugged helplessly. Lockhart had been cheating for more than ten years, and had received his help before. A little witch like Hermione, who had no deep experience in the world, was coaxed around.

But Dumbledore nodded imperceptibly, believing what Carl said. He had investigated Lockhart well before and caught some clues, which was indeed something he could do.

Then Karl flipped his wrist, and a piece of quaint parchment appeared in his hand. He stepped forward and spread it out gently, and the structural diagram of the main Hogwarts castle appeared from above, one by one. The names of wizards moved slowly on it.

"The wizard's name has magical powers, very delicate ideas and ideas~..."

Dumbledore picked up Carl's version of the Marauder's Map with great interest, carefully observed and felt it, and smiled with some relief.

"Tom Riddle sucked the life force of so many people, but he still can't do it~, I didn't take too much effort to kill him~..."

Carl continued to briefly talk about his fight with Tom Riddle in the Chamber of Secrets, and then took out the diary that was penetrated by Niyari's whip, and placed it together with the Ravenclaw crown that he destroyed. on the desk.

As soon as Dumbledore saw these two things, he immediately became energetic. His cheerful expression disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by an extremely serious face. The Horcrux, which is about the mystery of Voldemort's immortality, cannot be sloppy.

He straightened his half-moon-shaped glasses, picked up the diary and gently twisted a page of yellowed paper to look at it carefully, occasionally letting out an exclamation.

After a long time, Dumbledore put down the diary in his hand and picked up the long-lost Ravenclaw diadem. He rubbed the green patina on it, his eyes were a little erratic.

"It's amazing! Voldemort may be the only person in this world who has managed to avoid death. No~... maybe in a short while, he will become the only one~..."

Dumbledore stroked his long beard and said with great emotion. There are two Horcruxes exposed by Voldemort, and it is not known where the rest are hidden.

"Professor, do you know what the world after death looks like? I~, I saw the god of death..."

Harry hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking.

"grim Reaper?!"

Before Dumbledore could respond, Ron and Hermione on the side started screaming with wide-eyed eyes. They were so shocked when the term came out of Harry's mouth.

"Huh?! Tell me carefully~..."

Dumbledore suddenly became serious. According to legend, the elder wand in his hand was one of the three Deathly Hallows.

"As if going back in time, I watched my past completely. Then a portal shrouded in white light appeared in front of me, and behind it was an abyss swallowed by infinite darkness~...

I had no choice but to push open the door. Here we are~..., we are at King's Cross Station. Death in the form of my parents wanted to guide me onto a train. Fortunately, Karl arrived in time, otherwise~..."

Having said this, Harry looked terrified. He knew that if he got on that train, he would never come back.

"Did you really see the god of death?! What does he look like? Is it really like the legend, with a large black cloak and robes, white bone hands, and a huge sickle emitting black air behind his back~... ..."

Ron interrupted Dumbledore's contemplation again, looking extremely excited.

"You guessed it right~, when He left, he turned into a large group of crows and disappeared into the depths of the white light..."

Harry said helplessly, rubbing his forehead.

"Then how did you find Harry, Karl? That's the boundary between life and death, the place of death!"

Hermione covered her small mouth, and her face was also full of shock. Of course, he would not think that Harry was lying, because Carl didn't refute it. If it was Harry's dream dreamed by Tom Riddle, it is impossible that Carl Come along too?

She was originally a top student from the Muggle world, and she has always believed in science. She began to recast her three views on the day she received the Hogwarts admission letter. Up to now, even the god of death that humans have imagined since ancient times has popped up, which is really exciting.

"We are wizards, there is always a way to think about it~, although the price is a bit high.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to watch Harry die~, I'm not the kind of hard-hearted person..."

Carl blinked and said lightly.

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Dumbledore's mouth twitched unnaturally, we wizards don't take this blame. Even holding the Elder Wand, he has no way to do this kind of magical thing. It should only exist in myths and legends.

"Then how did you manage to bring Harry back intact? Whether it is the story of the three brothers or other legends, the image of the Grim Reaper has always been a very cautious deity, and it is impossible for anyone to take the soul from him." !

Wait, you said the price! Could it be your own soul? !

Could it be that this is the last time left for you by the god of death, and he is about to come to accept people? "

Ron has heard all kinds of fairy tales since he was a child, and he knows these things all too well, so he made up a big drama by himself. Then he rushed over and hugged Karl tightly under Nayali's unbelievable eyes, and started crying with tears and snot...

And Dumbledore tapped the Elder Wand in his hand, waiting for Carl's next words. Ron's guess was directly passed by him when he said it. He was keenly aware that Carl's current state is not too good. There was no sign of a life-and-death struggle.

"How could the price be my soul! Ron, your imagination is really rich. If it is really my soul, would you still see me? Clean up some work in the underworld, can you have some words from the underworld?"

Carl pushed him away with a look of disgust and said, almost writing the three characters NMP directly on his face.

"The only thing that can stop death is the god of death~, or it can be said that it comes from his hand and the power of his same origin... Another deathly sacred weapon, the resurrection stone that can call back the soul of the dead~..."

Naiyali, who had been watching for a long time, gently spread her right hand, and a black diamond-shaped stone slowly floated into the air from her palm under the shock of everyone...

It's just that there is a huge crack in the center of this complete resurrection stone. This kind of damage almost cuts it into two halves, but luckily it hasn't completely broken~...