DNF Meets Harry Potter

"I'll fuck it~..."

After seeing the attributes of this necklace, the corner of Carl's mouth twitched fiercely, it was too cruel, really too cruel.

This is the first epic-level prop he has seen in this world other than the three holy artifacts. It reflects fatal damage and shares life. These two passives alone are strong enough, and because of the "Ice and Fire Love" , and also comes with a high amount of magic resistance with dual attributes of ice and fire...

"What's the matter, Carl? Is there a problem?" Harry noticed Carl's shocked expression and couldn't help but scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"No... Nothing... It's just a little unexpected. That hollowed-out gemstone is not cheap. It's worth at least a thousand Galleons in Gringotts..."

Karl shook his head, and gave a random reason. This thing is too troublesome to explain.

Seeing that Carl made such a big move, Niali also glanced at the necklace Harry took out with some curiosity, and quickly understood its function.

"Very good stuff, it seems that she really loves you~..."

She smiled lightly, without pointing it out.

"Speaking of which, who the hell is Clara?"

Looking at Harry's necklace, Hermione asked curiously. She only knew not long ago that the gifts Harry sent on birthdays and Christmas in the past all came from Clara, and each one was more expensive than the other.

The necklace sent this time is equivalent to the championship prize of the Triwizard Tournament just for one component.

"She... she told me before that she was a friend of my mother..." Harry hesitated, but decided to keep it a secret.

"That's it..."

Hermione was keenly aware that Harry seemed to be hiding something from her, but she didn't ask much. He was always so nervous when he lied, unlike Carl who lied to people as easily as eating and drinking.

That Mademoiselle Delacour had already been deceived by him.

Seeing that Hermione wasn't asking any more questions, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the golden egg embedded in the water polo in mid-air, and was in trouble again for a while.

"The venue for this competition is underwater, and we can't breathe underwater for a long time like mermaids..."

After getting the clue contained in the golden egg, Harry suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

He can't swim, let alone dive!

"Perhaps you can consult Professor Snape about this issue. There are many good things in his private storage room. After all, there are some weird potions that can perfectly solve this problem..."

Carl blinked and said mysteriously.

"Snape~, will he agree?" Hermione frowned, somewhat disapproving of Carl's approach, the old bat is notoriously vicious.

"Trust me, he will definitely agree!" Nayali said with certainty as she drank the black tea in her cup.

"Okay then, I'll go find him~..." Harry nodded, with his mother's relationship, Snape really had no reason to refuse him.

"What about you, Carl? How are you going to solve the second game?" After solving Harry's problem, Hermione asked curiously.

"It's just some water, it's very simple..." Carl waved his wand lightly, and the inside of the huge water polo in mid-air was instantly forced back by the force of the dimension, as if it had been hollowed out in the middle.

"If your control over magic power is good enough, you can push back all the media around you like him, not to mention water flow, even air..." Nayali poured the last half cup of black tea for him, and explained slowly road.

"It's...unbelievable..." Harry had just put on the necklace Lily had given him, when he saw Carl's hand manipulating the staring boss.

It was about the same time, Naiyali tapped on the table lightly, and the remaining desserts on it disappeared immediately.

"Tea time is over..."

...

The Christmas holiday ended as scheduled, and because there was still some time for the second game, Hogwarts returned to its former atmosphere.

In the corridors where people come and go, the little wizards carried a large stack of magic books and sighed into one classroom after another, feeling overwhelmed with homework today, the horrible potions class tomorrow, and the hard-earned weekend the day after tomorrow... …

In today's Potions class, Snape was particularly irritable, not to mention Gryffindor, who he has always misunderstood, even if the Slytherin students made even a little mistake in his class, if he saw If it arrives, there will be a slap in the face and scolding.

The little wizards sat in their seats tremblingly, and they were extremely cautious in every move, for fear of being caught by Snape.

"Damn it, African tree snake skin, bicorn horn... which bastard is secretly brewing Polyjuice Potion again this time?!"

Snape's cold eyes swept over every young wizard present, as if he wanted to get some clues from them, and when he looked at Harry, he lingered on him for a while before looking away.

After all, he had a criminal record and was a repeat offender, so it was hard for Snape not to think about him.

As for Carl, who has been facing him in this class, he didn't even look at him.

Don't be funny, what about Carl can be called stealing? That's called grabbing!

That guy has never seen him. According to him, it is impossible to buy potions, and it is impossible to buy potions in this life. Entering a private storage room is like going home. He can take whatever he wants, he likes it so much, yo~...

BOOM!

Just when he was trying to vent his anger on these unlucky ghosts, a deafening explosion instantly broke the silence of the Potions classroom, followed by Neville's painful screams.

Under Snape's frantic venting of negative emotions, Neville finally completed his quota for each potions class today.

"idiot!"

Snape knew what was going on without even looking. He turned around angrily, and the black cloak was swept away, and the little wizard next to him leaned down to avoid the blow in fear.

After he finally dealt with the explosion of the cauldron, under the relieved eyes of the little wizards, he finally dismissed the get out of class...

"The old bat definitely took the wrong medicine again today!"

Seeing that Snape disappeared from sight, Ron took a few glances to make sure he was gone before he started complaining.

After the previous few tragic experiences, he was really frightened, afraid that the old bat would suddenly come out again and catch him by surprise.

"The answer to this question may only be known to him. Of course, you can also ask him in person~..." Harry shrugged after packing up his things, and said half-jokingly.

Just now Snape's eyes seemed to eat him, but fortunately he didn't say anything in the end.

"Let's go, Harry!" Ron could not help urging when he turned his head and found that Harry was still packing his things.

"You go back first~..." Harry still said slowly, "I still have something to do about the second game~..."

After that, Harry left the Potions classroom alone, and disappeared from Ron's eyes along a dim corridor.

In the office, Snape sat down with a gloomy face, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table, one suspect after another appeared in his mind, and was quickly rejected by him.

Boom boom boom!

There was a knocking sound from the closed door, Snape frowned, waved his wand expressionlessly, and Harry poked half of his head out from the crack of the door with a creak.

"Potter, what are you doing here?!"

Snape was in a rage right now, and his voice was extremely cold.

Not driving him away immediately was already the result of his efforts to restrain himself.

"Professor Snape, I've already solved the clue to the golden egg. I think I need your help for the second round." Harry said nervously after thinking for a while.

"If I remember correctly, you need to complete all the items in the Triwizard Tournament independently, right?" Snape glanced at him and asked indifferently, seemingly without any intention of helping.

"But at Hogwarts, the only thing I can think of is you~..."

Harry took a deep breath, repeating what Carl had taught him earlier, opening his eyes wide so that Snape met his gaze.

"Do you think you can get away with this?" Snape sneered, Lily was alive, and he could see her every day when he went back, he didn't want to do that now.

"That... Excuse me, Professor Snape~..." Harry pursed his lips, took off the necklace on his neck and put it in the palm of his hand, and said to himself thoughtfully: "I think Mom will have a solution! Oh~, that's right! And the godfather! I'll write to them when I get back!"

His voice was not loud, but Snape could hear him clearly.

"Wait!" Snape's face suddenly turned black like the bottom of a pot, he raised his hand and stopped immediately.

"You agree?!" The corners of Harry's mouth rose slightly, as expected, this is the only way to deal with Snape.

"If you have any brains, you should know that what I teach is not divination. Does the great savior want his poor Potions professor to guess to get information about the golden egg~..."

Maybe it was because he was in a bad mood, or maybe it was because Harry had just slapped him, Snape started to get angry again.

Harry didn't mind it at all, he could just say hi if he wanted to, anyway, he had to make a plan for himself today anyway.

"The second game required us to dive to the bottom of the Black Lake to find something that was taken and hidden by the mermaid. We have an hour, but I don't have a way to keep breathing underwater for a long time..."

Harry thought for a while, then concluded briefly.

"I have two potions here that can do it..." After hearing Harry's request, Snape was silent for a while before he spoke: "The first one is made of puffer fish, hell wart, blaze powder After making the water lung potion, after drinking it, you can breathe underwater within six hours...

The second is a kind of herbal medicine called gills, after taking it, you can temporarily grow fish-like gills and webs on your body, and you can also achieve the effect of breathing underwater..."

"Professor, which one do you think is more suitable for me?" Harry nodded thoughtfully and asked again.

With Snape in his lap, of course he had to be perfect!

"It's up to you..." Snape folded his hands on the table and said meaningfully, "Can you swim?"

"This...no~..." Harry lowered his eyes and replied a little embarrassedly.

He was thankful the Dursleys didn't lock him up in a cupboard, so those skills weren't even expected.

"I thought you would try to learn it after you saw the clues of the golden egg..." Snape started his mouth again, "Now it seems that I still overestimate you..."

"..." Harry didn't speak, just looked at him quietly, unmoved by it.

"Hmph!" Snape gave a cold snort and gave up his own opinion:

"Scuba potions can only give you the ability to breathe underwater, as for how you walk underwater, it's up to you...

There is no creature more proficient in underwater activities than 'fish', and gills can give you some of their characteristics, "webs" can swim underwater faster than your "legs" Much sooner, you should understand when I say this, right? "

"Thank you, Professor Snape!" Harry immediately understood Snape's meaning, and then said with some difficulty, "Where should I find that cheek weed?"

After that, he rubbed his hands with some excitement, and looked at Snape eagerly, the meaning was self-evident.

"That nasty guy must have taught you this!" Snape glared at Harry, feeling his blood surge.

What a familiar and annoying feeling, Snape still remembered his embarrassment at that time.

"Well... It was indeed Carl who asked me to find you. He said that you must have a solution!" Harry smiled at him, and he was in a good mood to find a solution to the second match.

"Don't rush to be happy, let me ask you a few questions first!" Snape's empty eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light, and he used his insanity. After thinking about it, he felt that his private storage room had been stolen. The case is still Harry's biggest suspect.

The savior of Secondary School thinks every day to stop the conspiracy of the mysterious man, some potions are essential...

"I'm missing another tree snake skin and a pair of bicorn horns from my pantry..."

Harry looked into his eyes that were as empty as a pool of stagnant water, and was a little absent-minded for a moment, but subconsciously denied: "I don't know about this..."

Snape's brows frowned even tighter. Under the effect of the insanity, it was too easy for him to tell whether Harry was lying or not.

"In this case, who is playing tricks?" Snape muttered to himself, at this moment, a sudden tingling pain came from his arm, he slightly raised his sleeves, and the dark mark imprinted on his skin was faintly flickering With dark green light.

He sneered, his complexion quickly returned to normal, then he got up from the chair and went straight to a bookshelf, and took out two crystal bottles from above.

Under the dim light, the gills grass soaked in it added a bit of horror.

"Take it and use it. The amount in it is enough for you to practice until the start of the competition. Don't bother me if you don't have anything to do in the future!"