DNF Meets Harry Potter

Hatred, endless hatred lingered in the hearts of the two of them. To be burned for being able to drive something?

Their bodies burned, but their hearts became colder and colder. A trace of black air suddenly floated up from them, and they fought against Bai Yan as if they were not affected at all. After about half a minute, more and more black air gathered together to suppress Bai Yan's arrogance.

"This is? Silently?!"

Gryffindor watched in amazement as the two clusters of black mist completely devoured the black-clothed bishop into Bai Yan until there was even a hint of fusion at the end, and he felt his scalp go numb.

During his adventures, he was fortunate enough not to have seen the existence of the Obscure, but this did not hinder his understanding of the power of the Obscure in the slightest.

In this era, if a single obscurant is left alone, it would be considered easy to kill a city, not to mention that there are two now, and there is a tendency to merge the two into one.

This is not as simple as one plus one equals two, if it erupts, the consequences will be unimaginable!

He swung his sword to cut off the connection between them, but found that it was futile. The silver sword tempered by the king of fairies with the highest craftsmanship seemed to be cut in the air, and it didn't have any effect at all.

"Always in one place!"

Soon, the worst outcome he had imagined came true, and the two churning black mist completely melted into one. At the same time, a turbulent air wave violently rippled out, and the wooden cross on the high platform that once bound them and would bring them death began to decay first, and then annihilated into fly ash.

"It's over!"

Gryffindor couldn't help feeling a wave of despair, and the two groups silently merged into one. This was something that had never happened before in the history books, but he encountered it today.

...

"Huh~...It's so cold! What the hell is this Gryffindor guy doing!"

Carl, who was walking slowly towards the center of the city, suddenly felt that the temperature around him dropped several degrees for some unknown reason. He pulled the taupe linen clothes on his body, and hugged himself with some distress.

If you catch a cold right now, it will be a big loss!

And the closer he was to his destination, the more he felt that cold aura seemed to be getting heavier.

"It's not going to happen!"

Karl suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and couldn't help but walk a few steps faster. If something really happened to Gryffindor, how would he live alone in this barren Middle Ages!

A few minutes later, he saw one of the most horrific natural disasters of this century——at the end of the tenth century AD, the first case of two groups of silence fused together was discovered, dozens of towns were slaughtered, and annihilated under the joint efforts of the four giants. In the hands of an unknown strongman...

Carl took a deep breath, he felt a bit like cursing now. Why is my luck so bad recently? All kinds of ghost things that are rare in thousands of years have been encountered by him.

Silently, this is silently! Dumbledore and Grindelwald's peak-level old mages had to kneel when they faced each other with the Elder Wand in their hands. Although Gryffindor, the founder of Hogwarts, thinks he should be more powerful than those two old men combined, but...

According to the history of magic that he is almost dead, Godric Gryffindor probably lived to be more than eighty years old, and his peak strength should be around fifty years old.

Well, it was only thirty years before and after. Nothing to be afraid of... what a ghost!

If that second-year youth can beat Mo Ran now, he will eat this magic wand on the spot! The kind that swallows it raw without breaking it!

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"This is what you call saving lives, are you sure? I think we should run away now!

Once Apparation is on, no one loves it! "

Karl smacked his lips, pointed to the black mist that was still expanding in mid-air, and tried to speak in a calm tone.

Although he is panicking to death now, he still has to keep smiling.

"This is my mistake, and I should end it by myself! You are still young, so go away, this matter has nothing to do with you in the first place!"

Gryffindor's handsome face was a little distorted, and his face was full of pain, as if he was blaming himself.

Carl was silent for a while, looking at the black mist in the air, "What happened just now?"

"The people in the Holy See are really a bunch of lunatics!" Gryffindor said through gritted teeth, and then briefly described what happened just now.

After hearing what happened, Karl couldn't help but take a breath.

Sacrifice himself to ignite others, this bishop in black is indeed a villain! Can't afford to provoke!

"So, you plan to fight this dark mess?

Don't be funny, you have no chance of winning. Even if I recover from my injury, I will have to go around Moran, let alone now.

In addition, we don't have much time, and it will be conceived in a while, and it will be even more troublesome at that time~..."

A solemn look flashed in Karl's emerald green eyes, which were suddenly closed by the right hand behind him. Silence may have stronger attack power than the Hound of Tindalos, but it's definitely not as weird.

At least if you want to run, it will never be able to catch up, and the hound is impossible. There is no other way to get rid of the hound except to fight to the death.

"You don't need to say it, I will never leave! If I leave, this town will soon turn into a ghost. The silence bred in death and resentment will probably kill everything it sees." thing!"

Gryffindor squatted down and put his hands on Carl's shoulders to be at his height, his blue eyes fixed on him, never more serious than now since Carl met him.

"This feeling... is really annoying!"

Karl clenched his fist violently, and drops of blood seeped from the bandage on his palm and fell to the ground.

Are you really a reckless lion? !

It was exactly the same!

That being the case, then I have no choice but to... hehehe~...

"Okay, goodbye! This is for you, drink it now, you saved me before, now it's your life! I hope you can survive!"

A smile appeared on Carl's tense face, his clenched hands loosened, and a bottle of potion with colorful lights floated in front of Gryffindor, and he turned around after drinking it with his own eyes. Go and walk away without looking back.

"What an uncut little devil! He can run faster than a rabbit in case of danger!

But what kind of potion is this? It feels like it doesn't work at all! "

Gryffindor looked at the back of Carl going away, curled his lips and turned around, holding a sword in his left hand and a staff in his right, with a gradually resolute expression on his face.

He understands that it is impossible to fight in a state where Karl would faint from casting a spell yesterday, even if he wants to stay, he will not agree!

"Of course it doesn't work anymore! This is a potion that only takes effect after death. It's no wonder you can feel the effect now.

But... my money, it hurts! "