DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Hey hey~, Harry Potter is dead, from now on this square is called Voldemort Square~..."

In a small dark corner of Hogsmeade, a sinister laugh sounded suddenly. A certain Mr. Prey Isis, who did not want to be named, calmly took out a crystal bottle from his sleeve with an evil smile on his face-it was full of ugly-colored potions.

The evil wizard tore open the stopper of the potion, put a stubborn curly hair in it calmly, and drank it in one gulp.

"Uuuuuuuuuuu..."

At the entrance of a store in Hogsmeade, Sirius was eating a trash can. As a fugitive without a wand and wanted by the Ministry of Magic, his current situation can be described as extremely bad, but life in Azkaban is always better.

For the sake of his beloved godson Harry Potter, he can do whatever it takes to dig through trash cans and eat some dead rats, just as a prelude to eating Scabbers raw in advance. No big deal, Ollie, just do it!

"It's so pitiful~ You must have had no owner for a long time. These things are unhygienic~..."

Suddenly, the extremely hungry Sirius seemed to hear someone talking to himself behind him. And, this voice seems familiar?

But this didn't affect his vigilance at all, after all, the voices of those acquaintances should have long been blurred after being in Azkaban for so many years. The skinny big black dog stopped what he was saying and turned his head suddenly.

Just one look, and his tears were about to fall.

The boy in front of him was about 1.6 meters tall, with a pair of bright emerald green eyes. Like his father, his black hair was always messed up, and there was a long and thin lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. He was holding a tray in his hand, and Blake could vaguely see a few dark gray scallops and a beautifully patterned teapot when he looked up.

At this moment, he couldn't believe his eyes, the Harry Potter that he had been thinking about day and night came to him like this!

The big black dog crawled on its knees, staring blankly at Harry Potter in front of him. At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated, and he even thought of many things about the future. In the future, he looks forward to one day being able to wash away his grievances and become Harry's guardian in a fair manner.

If Karl heard his heart, he would definitely complain to himself. Harry's mother is alive, and you still fight for a snake skin. Snape's old bat alone is enough for you to drink a pot.

"You can't eat these things~, you will get gastroenteritis. Let's try this~..."

Harry Potter opened a few scallops, ate one by himself, then put the tray on the ground, and poured another cup of what looked like black tea~...

Sirius' eyes were red, and tears had already rolled in his eyes. Sure enough, just like Lily, her child is so kind~...

In order to live up to the kindness of his godson—even though he didn't know his true identity, he immediately grabbed the scallop with his paws, poked the dog's head forward, rolled his tongue again, and immediately sucked the scallop meat into his stomach.

"Aww~..."

Although he just tasted one, he screamed with excitement, this is definitely the best scallop he has ever eaten in this world, no matter in terms of physiology or psychology. Unaware that he had fallen into the trap, Sirius even happily thought that he would be able to tell this story to him in the future.

Dazzled by the excitement, he didn't even notice the mysterious smile vaguely drawn from the corner of Harry Potter's mouth in front of him.

"Don't just eat vegetables, drink some of this~..."

Harry Potter approached cautiously, then pointed to the black tea next to him.

After taking a sip of the black tea, Sirius continued to attack the scallops.

"Hmm~...this?!"

Soon, he sensed something was wrong. His mind began to become dizzy, his limbs were shaking non-stop, he wobbled around in place a few times, and his eyelids kept opening and closing.

"Aha! Dog meat hot pot! Isn't this life getting better? Ron will be starved to death later!" These were the last words he heard before falling down.

"It's over! I didn't expect to die at the hands of the dementors, but at the hands of Harry!"

...

"Tsk~, fortunately, I thought a little bit more, otherwise I might not be able to deal with you~...

You thought you were on the second floor and I was on the first floor? No, no, actually, I’m on the fifth floor, little brother, your path is narrow~…”

Seeing the big black dog collapsed on the ground and snoring constantly, Harry Potter beside him smiled slightly, and then reached out and took off the round-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He rubbed his fingers slightly, and the glasses instantly turned into a magic wand. Walnut, Dragon's Nerve, ten and a quarter inches long~...

"Sure enough, I'm really not used to wearing glasses~..."

Harry sighed softly, squatted down, put his fingers on Sirius, and began to investigate his real situation. After confirming that he would not wake up for several days and nights, he smiled with satisfaction, then took out the big bag he was carrying and put it in.

He took two steps, and there was a sudden fluctuation in the space beside him, and then he disappeared into the air, and the big sack on the ground also disappeared.

...

"Tsk~, I really have an indescribable feeling when I look at this face. The potion master who invented the compound decoction back then was really a ghost. What disguise and makeup skills are compared with this?" All are weak.

Do I play with Sirius' feelings by doing this? Forget it, who cares, if you play with it, you will play with it, anyway, it's not the first time.

But how did Harry grow so much faster than me, even two centimeters taller than me, this is not magical at all~..."

In the room of Responsiveness, Carl, who had Harry's face on his face, was frowning and commenting on this immature face in the mirror.

It can be seen that his biggest complaint should be his height.

After looking in the mirror, he sat on the sofa a little bored, thinking about what kind of persona he would use to talk to Sirius when Sirius woke up. After all, this may be the funniest game he has played since he came to Hogwarts. Sirius, who has inherited the entire Black family heritage, just thinking about it makes his blood spurt.

Whether you can make a wave of fat depends on the show operation later!

But before that, you have to do some preparatory measures~...

Carl thought for a while, stood up from the sofa, and with a light tap of his fingers, he lifted off the sack covering Sirius~...