DNF Meets Harry Potter

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

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

And with his base number placed on the average adult wizard, he might be directly drained.

Harry, who was restored to his state with the Philosopher's Stone again, jumped from the ground vigorously again, and his ruddy face showed no signs of being affected by the Dementor.

"Carl, how did you do it?" Harry picked up the wand that had fallen aside, interrupting his thoughts with doubts on his face.

"Oh? It's just a kind of advanced use of dimensional magic..." Carl regained his senses and said casually. The Philosopher's Stone is one of his cards and must not be spread everywhere.

"That's it." Harry nodded thoughtfully, and quickly became excited, which meant that he could stay in the state to practice the spell at any time.

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

Harry gripped his wand again and said firmly.

"Whenever you can cut off the dementor's head with a magical front, you don't need to practice it, and you can also use them to practice the patron saint curse. Anyway, use waste!"

Carl smiled, then stepped back to the corner of the wall and threw the diamond crystal.

A dementor roared out...

However, this dementor perceives Karl's existence for the first time, and then flies in mid-air like the one just now.

Harry: "..."

He had already held his wand and was ready to chant a spell, but what was the situation.

"For this situation I think we should need a confusion curse!" Carl frowned, but he quickly stretched out, only to see that he directly took out his wand and said to the scurrying dementor, "confunded! (Confusing!

In an instant, the dementor slammed the brakes in mid-air as if he had found his life goal again, and then reached out towards Harry with his rotten palm and howling.

"Ah~, perfect!"

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

"Shen Feng Wuying!"

Harry clenched his teeth against the painful memories that continued to emerge in his mind, stubbornly wielding his wand and swaying a blade of void, but compared to Carl and Snape, the realism of the two old men can reach the shadowless. In the invisible realm, his proficiency is still too low.

At least in the dementor's perception, although the blades of the void are invisible, the cut air and the obvious noise can be easily detected.

But even the dementor couldn't stand such a desperate attack by Harry, and saw pieces of black rotten robe falling from it one after another, turning into black mist and dissipating.

Although these void blades are not enough to really hurt it, they can also prevent it from advancing well. 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 an expert when he saw it!

"ExpectoPatronum (Hushen guard)!"

Harry held up his wand and yelled hard, a white mist that wasn't too thick from the tip of the wand gushed out and formed a thin barrier to block the Dementor once again.

Feeling the emotions emanating from Harry, the dementors danced in rotten robes and greedily sucked on the barrier constructed by the patron saint curse. The barrier formed by pure happiness is not much in the eyes of dementors except the soul. Delicious.

Seeing that Harry couldn't hold on again, Carl raised his hand to release the Confusion Charm that had just been cast on the Dementor. Then he once again saw this extremely evil black magic creature scurrying around the room like a deflated balloon, looking extremely happy...

After being stopped by Karl, Harry sat on the ground with his legs weakened and wiped the sweat off his face, panting exhaustedly. With the help of the Philosopher’s Stone, he practiced intensively for an afternoon. He had already mastered both curses .

"Well, Harry! I think you should take a break first!

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

Carl frowned slightly when he saw him desperately looking like Saburo, and said.

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

Karl Schran did it by taking out a bottle of Socia’s special red wine from the school uniform and pouring a little into two goblets. The Philosopher’s Stone can reverse the physical state, but the mental state can’t do it. , Unless going back in time...

The slightly sour taste of red wine whirls in the mouth, UU reading www. uukanshu.com had another magical power that seemed to relax one's body and mind. Harry rubbed his forehead, and he enjoyed the process now.

Carl sat quietly and waited for Harry to regain some energy before he said: "Your performance today is generally very good. I was probably also when I first came into contact with the magic of Shenfeng Wuying. about the same as you.

Hmm~, it might be slightly better. Otherwise~, hiss~......"

Speaking of this, Carl can't help but think of the days when he was learning magic with the old bat in the first and second grades. The boy's mouth was really poisonous. If he was not careful, he would be scolded with blood. When teaching, he was so yin and yang. The tone never stopped.

Jill the Thief is scary!

"I don't know why, my patron saint is always unable to condense!"

Thinking of the scene where the dementor was greedily consuming his own happiness earlier, Harry felt anxious for no reason. He asked himself this curse that he had already mastered almost after the constant practice just now, but the last step to gather the patron saint was unable to step out.

Every time when I was about to succeed, the white mist would automatically dissipate.

"I can't help you with this, because I have only been exposed to the magic of the Guardian God Curse.

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

Carl slapped his lips and said balefully. The patron saint curse is not very powerful for him. After the first use of the patron saint, he did not work hard in this aspect. He thinks that real men should learn bursts like thunderbolt explosion and ultimate explosion. magic.

Don’t you see Peter Pettigrew’s ultimate blast that blew up a street?

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