DNF Meets Harry Potter

"This is where I met him, Innsmouth..."

There seemed to be the sound of waves hitting the rocks in my ears, and the indescribable ravings gradually became clearer in my ears.

The voice was like a devil's whisper or a whisper beyond dimensions, like a drowning person. Hermione tried hard to open her eyes, but was horrified to find that she couldn't do anything...

"wake up!"

The majestic low voice was like a heavy hammer hitting the heart, Hermione blinked vigorously, and everything in front of her eyes began to become clear——

She was standing on a beach, surrounded by hideous and stinky corpses of rotten fish and shrimps. The stench of the sea breeze poured into her nostrils and almost made Hermione spit it out. She squatted down and retched continuously, feeling even more confused up.

It took a while before Hermione finally recovered and struggled to straighten up.

She looked at Naiyali, who was standing beside her so calmly, and asked the question she wanted to ask most now: "Where is... here?"

"It's a dreamland~..."

Naiyali gave the answer with a smile. She waved her hand lightly, and the foul-smelling air around her was instantly purified by mysterious power.

"Dreamland? What is Dreamland?"

Hermione took a big breath of fresh air, and her face showed the expression of the survivors. What happened just now didn't appear even in the most terrifying childhood nightmare.

"Plainly speaking, you can understand Dreamland as a parallel space composed of subconscious mind and imagination. This is a dimension that can be entered by dreaming...

Here, it belongs to the past..."

Naiyali raised her head slightly to look at the dark sky, and explained again listening to the sound of the rising tide.

"In the past?" Hermione murmured to herself as if she had understood something, her heart suddenly became heavy, "But you and Carl are not..."

"The relationship between me and him is actually not as simple as you want, it's just that I need a reasonable identity in this world~..." Before Hermione could finish her sentence, she was beaten by Naiyali. broken.

"This is a small town near the sea in Massachusetts, USA. Its name is Innsmouth... I don't know if Carl has mentioned it to you, but I did meet him here three years ago...

Let's go, let's talk while walking..."

She looked at the little witch with more and more dazed eyes with great interest, pointed to the town that was becoming more and more terrifying under the cover of night, and slowly talked about the past.

The shadows of the two of them stretched longer and longer on the ground as they stepped into this weird town.

Hermione covered her mouth with horror almost reaching its peak. Innsmouth under the shadow of night fits almost all of her elements for the word horror.

This sprawling, densely built town seemed to be dead. She couldn't feel the slightest vitality and vitality here, only endless despair...

"What the hell happened here! Why did Karl come here! One must know that he was only in the first grade three years ago, how could he have traveled so far from England across the ocean to come here?!"

Hermione's face was full of fear, such a terrifying place should never exist in her eyes!

"Why? You've got the point of asking this question!" Naiyali smiled calmly, she moved her face closer and said softly, "Of course it's because of me!"

The next second, Hermione felt that her vision was blurred again, and when she regained her senses again, a heavy and piercing bell sounded suddenly from her ears, and she groaned and couldn't help but took several steps back.

She looked at the surrounding buildings in surprise. There was no pedestrian on the street full of rubbish. The only thing she could see was the old brick and wood houses that were about to fall apart.

"Enjoy it, I met him for the first time, I hope you can meet someone similar to him in the future."

As the bell rang, the dead town seemed to come back to life, no... such a situation should be called a corpse change...

There were beast-like growls from the dilapidated houses, and the rotten gates were pushed open by large hands covered with scales. Under the pale moonlight, Hermione saw the true appearance of those things clearly.

Just one glance made her scream and almost lost her footing.

In these monsters, she couldn't find even half of the human characteristics-their heads were narrow and thin, with fish-like gills at the neck, and a pair of bulging and hollow eyes oozing outwards There is only endless hatred, and the overall appearance is a kind of grayish green...

Before she could react, the empty streets were instantly filled with such monsters in the blink of an eye.

"They're deep divers, like a dead fish, um...disgusting, right?

But don't panic, this is a dreamland I constructed from past memories, they can't affect us..."

Seeing Hermione's expression like this, Nayali smiled and inserted her hand into the chest of the nearest deep diver in her horrified eyes, bursts of dreamlike light appeared, and when she withdrew In the palm of your hand, it is still white and soft.

And the monster didn't seem to feel anything, still moving its distorted body forward towards the distance.

"Next, it's our protagonist's turn to play!" Niali murmured to herself, pulling Hermione's sleeves to keep up with the pace of these monsters, and the purple dimensional brilliance in front of her became more and more vast.

"What's going on with all this!" Hermione couldn't imagine that such a horrible thing had happened in the world she lived in. She stopped and grabbed Niyari's clothes and asked urgently.

She needs an answer!

"You can't be so impatient, and in fact I've fast forwarded a lot..." Naiyali shook her head lightly, "Some answers need to be figured out by yourself to truly understand the meaning behind it..."

Before she could ask further, under the pitch-black sky, bunches of ice-blue arrows pierced the sky, tore the air, and instantly covered the area where they were standing.

Hermione's eyes widened, the arrow pierced through her transparent body, and the monsters behind her, which Niyari called the deep divers, let out a shrill howl.

She looked back, and after each arrow hit the target, a layer of bitter frost quickly covered it, turning into lumps of solid ice sculptures in a desperate roar.

Dressed in a purple-black robe and a hood covering his entire body, the handsome boy jumped down from the roof. Around him, the purple dimensional force field distorted the space, which made his every step They were all extremely fast as if they were teleporting, and they quickly came to them in the blink of an eye.