DNF Meets Harry Potter

"This consumption is a bit too much~..."

Rubbing the irregular Philosopher's Stone in his hand, Karl gradually fell into deep thought. He just turned back the time on Harry's body to half an hour ago, and consumed about half of his magic power.

And with his base number on an ordinary adult wizard, he might be directly drained.

Harry, who was restored by him with the Sorcerer's Stone again, jumped up from the ground alive and well, and there was no sign of being affected by the dementors on his rosy face.

"Carl, how did you do it?" Harry picked up the wand that had fallen aside, interrupting his contemplation with a puzzled face.

"Huh? It's just an advanced use of dimensional magic..." Carl said casually after recovering from his senses. The Philosopher's Stone is one of his trump cards and must not be spread everywhere.

"I see." Harry nodded thoughtfully, and soon became excited, which meant that he could stay in shape to practice spells at any time.

"Then go on, it's still early!"

Harry regained his grip on his wand and spoke firmly.

"Whenever you can cut off the head of the dementor with a sharp blade without a shadow, you don't need to practice. In addition, you can also use them to practice the Patronus Charm. Anyway, waste is used!"

Carl smiled, and retreated to the corner again to throw out the diamond-shaped crystal.

A dementor rushed out roaring...

However, this dementor sensed Karl's presence immediately, and then flew around in mid-air like the one just now.

Harry: "..."

He was already holding his wand ready to cast a spell, but what was going on.

"For this kind of situation, I think we should need a confusion spell!" Carl frowned, but soon relaxed, and saw that he directly took out his wand and said to the scurrying dementor, "confunded! (Confused!)”

In an instant, as if the dementor had found its purpose in life again, it slammed on the brakes in mid-air, then stretched out its rotten palm and roared towards Harry.

"Ah~, perfect!"

Carl smiled with satisfaction at his outstanding spellcasting results, and then leaned comfortably against the corner of the wall to watch Harry's battle.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

Harry clenched his teeth against the painful memories that kept popping up in his mind, waved his wand stubbornly and waved out one after another of the void blades, but compared to the two old cunts, Carl and Snape, they could really achieve shadowless Intangible realm, his proficiency is still too low.

At least in the perception of the dementors, although those blades of the void cannot be seen, they can easily detect the cut air and the obvious sound.

But even the dementors couldn't hold back Harry's desperate attack. Pieces of black rotting robe fragments fell from it one after another and dissipated into black mist.

While these Netherblades aren't enough to really hurt it, they do a good job of stopping it in its tracks. And once the dementor got close to Harry for a certain distance, he began to resist it with the Patronus Charm.

Both attack and defense bloom! Carl couldn't help but call him an expert after seeing it!

"Expecto Patronum!"

Harry raised his wand high and shouted vigorously, a not-too-thick white mist spewed out from the tip of the wand, forming a thin barrier to block the dementors in front of him again.

Feeling the emotions emanating from Harry, the dementors waved their rotten robes and greedily sucked on the barrier constructed by the Patronus Charm. In the eyes of the dementors, the barrier formed by pure joy is nothing but souls Delicious.

Seeing that Harry was going to be unable to hold on anymore, Carl raised his hand and lifted the Confusion Curse that had just been cast on the Dementor. Then he once again saw this extremely evil black magic creature running around the room like a deflated balloon, looking extremely happy...

After being stopped by Carl, Harry sat on the ground with his legs limp and wiped the sweat off his face, panting tiredly. With the help of the Sorcerer's Stone, he practiced intensively for an entire afternoon. He had initially mastered the two spells. .

"Well, Harry! I think you should rest first!

Even if you don't need to rest, the dementors do. I caught three or four dementors, and you played them all this afternoon. "

Seeing his desperate look, Karl frowned slightly and said.

He stepped forward, holding the Philosopher's Stone in his right hand and resting his wand lightly on Harry's arm behind his back to recover him. After the process was over, he raised his finger slightly, and the two tables, chairs and benches rose from the ground.

Karl Shi casually took out a bottle of Socia's special blended red wine from his school uniform and poured some into two goblets. The Philosopher's Stone can reverse the physical state, but not the mental state. , unless going back to the past...

The slightly sour taste of red wine swirled in his mouth, and it carried a magical power that seemed to relax the whole body and mind. Harry rubbed his forehead, and he enjoyed the process very much now.

Carl sat quietly, and when Harry regained some energy, he said, "Your performance today is generally very good. When I first came into contact with the magic of Shenfeng Wuying, my performance was probably the same. about the same as you.

Hmm, maybe a little bit better. Otherwise~, hiss~..."

Speaking of this, Karl can't help but think of the days when he was learning magic with the old bat in the first and second grades. That guy's mouth is really poisonous. If he is not careful, he will be scolded. The tone didn't stop.

Thief Jill is scary!

"I don't know why, but my patron saint can't condense!"

Thinking of the scene where the dementor greedily devoured his happiness just now, Harry felt a burst of anxiety for no reason. He asked himself that he had almost mastered this spell through the continuous practice just now, but he couldn't take the last step to gather the patron saint.

Every time he was about to succeed, the white mist would automatically disintegrate.

"I can't help you with this, because I have only been in touch with the magic of the Patronus Charm.

I think you should ask Professor Lupine, he is an expert in this field! "

Carl smacked his lips and said in a very bachelor way. The Patronus Charm, which is not very powerful, is not very suitable for him. After using it for the first time, he didn't condense the Patronus, so he didn't work hard on it. He felt that a real man should learn to explode like the thunderbolt explosion and the ultimate blast. magic.

Didn’t you see Peter Pettigrew’s ultimate explosion that blew up a street?