DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Don't worry, Harry! Voldemort was bouncing back from his own death curse and died physically. It is not so easy to fully recover from such an injury..."

Carl, who was sitting by the side, stared at him and said word by word, his eyes full of confidence. In fact, even if he does nothing next, the grand plan of Voldemort's resurrection can only be declared a failure...

"Karl is right! If he has fully recovered, I don't think we will be able to sit here and talk quietly at this time..."

Dumbledore tapped the table lightly with his fingers, and a gentle smile appeared on his face again.

At least for now, the initiative is still in his hands...

"I need your help now, Carl!" After comforting Harry, Dumbledore slowly turned his attention to Harry.

"Me? What can I help?" Carl felt a little confused for a moment, and he didn't know where Voldemort was now.

And if Voldemort is really resurrected, he can only run faster when he encounters it. The battle three years ago is still fresh in his memory. He borrowed the power of Celia's ancient elves to draw with the possessed Voldemort. In the end, if Alice hadn't come out to rescue him, he would have I don't know what to do, that guy looks like Xiaoqiang who can't be beaten to death.

"A long time ago, I often fantasized that it would be great if time could be turned back. Even if it is only a short minute, it is enough to make up for too many regrets...

If I could have been by Harry's side yesterday, maybe I could have unearthed more important information..."

Dumbledore's eyes wandered, and his thoughts gradually returned to the past.

Harry sighed and looked regretful, if only he hadn't gone back so quickly yesterday.

"Professor Dumbledore...Are you thinking too highly of me? I don't have such a huge magic power to send you back to the past..." Carl was horrified by his stare, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Oh... so your thing can still do that? It's really unexpected to me..."

Dumbledore was worthy of being an old fox. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he immediately deciphered another meaning from Carl's words.

"Uh... theoretically, it's possible... but if I really want to send you back to the past, I probably won't be able to squeeze me dry..."

The corner of Karl's mouth twitched, shit, he slipped again!

But he didn't lie to him, although his magic power can be continuously flowing because of the eyes of darkness, and it can recover about 5% every second.

But Dumbledore, the old monster, has already stood at the pinnacle of this world. He estimated the extent of his awakening. If he really did that, he would be squeezed dry by the Sorcerer's Stone immediately, and he would never be able to return.

"Vulcan clears the way...it's a terrifying magic..."

Recalling the scene shown in the movie, thousands of Yin corpses were burned to ashes by Lao Deng's spell, and even the lake was much smaller in size, Karl couldn't help but click his tongue.

You must know that at that time, he was still in the dark trick left by Voldemort, and it is estimated that he will not live long and it is already the end of his strength.

"I understand... I'm just a little surprised..." Dumbledore still kept a smile on his face, and he slowly expressed his thoughts: "But since you can speed up time and temporarily reach the age of seventeen when you were an adult state, then it should not be difficult to reverse the time on Harry by one day, right?"

"So it is!" Harry suddenly realized.

"This is quite simple!" Carl nodded and agreed, the magic power reserve in Harry's body was much lower than his, and it was even easier for him to do it just going back to yesterday.

After seeing Carl agree, Dumbledore turned his eyes to Harry again. He is the person involved, and everything must go through his consent...

"Come on, I can hold it back!" Harry gritted his teeth, recalling the unspeakable encounter last night, even though his body was constantly protesting, he still agreed.

"Then you prepare first!" Carl flipped his wrist, and an irregular yellow stone appeared in his palm, shining brightly all over his body.

"This is...a stone?!" Seeing that thing, Harry couldn't help exclaiming, "So there are different types of Philosopher's Stones?"

There was no doubt that it was the Philosopher's Stone, and Harry recognized it instantly. Because when he was in the first grade, he had already seen one, which belonged to Nicolas May, and it had two incomparably magical functions of turning stones into gold and immortality.

And Karl's one has only one function, but it is even more amazing!

"What an amazing thing!" Dumbledore was also shocked after seeing it. He felt that Carl's Philosopher's Stone was much stronger than Nicolas May's one.

"It seems that your hard work last year was not in vain..." Dumbledore said with great admiration after looking away. Although he didn't know how Carl made this thing, it must have something to do with the time converter, otherwise The Carl in his impression was not the kind of ruthless person who took all the elective courses.

He can't wait to paddle...

"Are you ready?!" Carl slightly closed his eyes and felt my boundless power coming from inside the Philosopher's Stone and said softly: "Then we will start!"

Harry nodded, looking resolute.

Dumbledore in front of them also became serious, looking at them without blinking. It was the first time he had seen the Philosopher's Stone that could control time after living for so long. Of course, he had to take a good look at what it was like when it exerted its power.

Carl flicked his fingers, and a golden light shot out from the Philosopher's Stone and shot into Harry's cap with precision.

Almost instantly, the expression on Harry's face became dull, and gradually became distorted with pain as time went by.

"Come on! Harry, look at me, don't be fooled by Voldemort..." Dumbledore's eyes froze when he saw this, and there seemed to be several brilliance flashing under the half-moon-shaped glasses.

"It turned out to be Soul Reaper! Yes, this magic is the most effective and direct, Dumbledore is worthy of you..."

Watching Dumbledore perform this magic, Carl stretched boredly, his waist hurt after sitting in the chair for a long time.

On the other side, Harry, who was looking at Dumbledore, suddenly felt drowsy, and then he became energetic in an instant. He didn't forget what happened before the scene last night. He felt very, very sleepy at that time and wanted to hurry up. Sleep, and then Voldemort came with Pettigrew, and he was so ugly!

"Harry... don't panic... I am always by your side, and I will guide you to dig deeper into Voldemort's memory..."