DNF Meets Harry Potter

Hundreds of ice picks exuding a cold breath hit Harry's body, and the Iron Armor Curse he cast on his body became riddled with holes in an instant.

And the huge impact transmitted through the spell also made him involuntarily step back several steps.

But Dumbledore still kept his hand, otherwise, just an ice pick could easily break Harry's not-so-proficient Iron Armor Curse, and instantly penetrate his heart.

Dumbledore stared silently at Harry, who was leaning against the corner and gasping for breath, with a flash of relief in his eyes. Although he has controlled the power of the spell, Harry's countermeasures have surpassed ninety-nine percent of young wizards of the same age.

Feeling that there was less than 20% of the magic power left in his body, Harry gritted his teeth, raised his wand tremblingly, and when he wanted to continue, Dumbledore stopped him in time.

"It's enough, Harry! I think I've figured it out!" The old headmaster looked serious, "Your progress is so great that I can hardly imagine it! But..."

"So, you agree?!" Before Dumbledore finished speaking, Harry interrupted him excitedly. Can't stop.

"This..." Dumbledore frowned, but from the bottom of his heart he still wanted to firm up his opinion, "I'm sorry, Harry.

If Death Eaters do come after you, there's a good chance you'll be irresistible. The weirdness and evil of black magic are beyond your imagination..."

"But there's Sirius! With him and me, it will definitely work!" The smile on Harry's face was a little stiff, but he still said unwillingly.

"Sometimes accidents happen in an instant, so fast that we can't react at all..."

Dumbledore shook his head, he did not allow Harry the slightest possibility of accidents.

"And... that's right! And Carl! And Nayari! They agreed to visit Sirius' house during the party!

They are stronger! No Death Eater can stand against us all together! "

With a flash of inspiration, Harry snapped to his wits and said as if he was sure of winning. Whatever you say, you have to fool the past now. At worst, you can find Karl in time to have a pair after you leave.

"Okay..." Dumbledore sighed softly, and finally agreed to Harry's request, "But, promise me! You must spend the last week of summer vacation at your uncle's house!"

"Don't worry, Professor, I understand, I will!" Harry patted his chest and agreed.

Dumbledore looked at him a little worriedly, and suddenly felt a trace of regret in his heart.

"Ah! Harry, it really is you!

And...Professor Dumbledore? "

The two put away their wands and opened the door of the Room of Response. The first thing they saw was Carl leaning against the corner, and the other party twitched his mouth and then greeted them.

Carl pursed his lips. He just wanted to practice dimensional magic for a while in the Response Room. But after walking around the corridor a few times, the door just couldn't be opened.

He immediately understood that someone must have got there first, and that's why this happened. That's why he waited outside the door to see who it was. He had expected it to be Harry, after all he was stimulated by himself, and now he would run to the Room of Requirement to practice magic whenever he had nothing to do.

But he really didn't expect Dumbledore to be here.

"Good evening, Carl!" Dumbledore smiled kindly, "I happen to have something to ask you..."

Hearing this, Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't stop praying from the bottom of his heart.

Don't... don't ask about that!

However, the good will not come and the bad will come, Dumbledore asked with a slight smile in his eyes, "Summer vacation is coming soon, do you have any plans?

If not, maybe you can consider going out for a walk with me, an old man. I recently found some clues, um~, about Horcruxes..."

Dumbledore really deserves to be a cunning and cunning man, and he began to make insinuations with puns.

Carl was taken aback for a moment, Horcrux? The old headmaster's news is very well-informed. Without his instructions, he found a Horcrux so quickly...

But I don't know which one it is, Jinbei? Locket? Or the ring that he had already destroyed?

Harry's heart suddenly turned cold, and he thought about it, but he didn't expect that the two would meet here. He estimated that his summer vacation plan might have ended before it even started...

While Dumbledore's eyes were still on Carl, it was a pity that Harry didn't know the sound transmission magic like heart language, so he could only look at Carl as if asking for help, hoping that he could understand what he meant.

However, just one look can tell the fart!

Karl gave him a surprised look, saying that he couldn't understand it at all.

"If there is no accident, I plan to take Niyali around England..."

Carl blinked and gave his answer. As for where to go, isn't it up to the two of them?

Walk around Voldemort's ancestral grave!

Upon hearing this, Harry's face instantly turned pale.

"It's over, everything is over. I'm so stupid, really~..."

What if a lie is at risk of being exposed in less than five minutes? Waiting online, very urgent...

The corner of Harry's mouth twitched, and then he took a deep breath.

"Oh~, really?" The smile on Dumbledore's face deepened a bit, "You helped Sirius so much, didn't he invite you to his house as a guest?"

"Yes! He mentioned it a long time ago, but I rejected it!" Carl smacked his lips and said lightly, "I still think it's better to travel around..."

No one can stop him from going to the grave of Lord Voldemort's father!

At this moment, Harry felt another arrow shot in his heart...

No wonder Sirius didn't mention it at the party, it turned out he was rejected long ago!

It's hopeless, it's hopeless!

"So... Harry?" Dumbledore smiled and turned to look at Harry. "Can you give me an explanation? I think I'll listen..."

"Yes~...I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore~..." The lie was completely exposed, and Harry couldn't help but lower his head with a strong sense of shame, "I lied to you..."

Carl looked confused at this scene, what's going on? Didn’t we have a good chat about Horcruxes just now? Why did the style of painting change all of a sudden?

"Don't apologize to me, Harry..." Dumbledore shook his head gently again, looked at Harry softly and said, "I can understand your feelings, but sometimes we have to do things we don't like Things~..."

For, the greater good!