DNF Meets Harry Potter

Mr. Lu Xun once said that the greatest art in the world is a man pretending to be a woman.

So now even if Voldemort was revived briefly, he was beaten like a mouse, but this guy's blood bar is really thick, no matter how hard he beats, he can't die.

But Karl is completely invincible in his BMG. Seeing how resistant Voldemort was, he resolutely moved out of Pinru's wardrobe and changed from light green to black and red.

Auxiliary Celia does not have any active attack magic ability, she exists to nurse teammates. Even so, it is not completely without output ability, after all, studying medicine cannot save the world.

"Please help me~!"

Karl smiled cruelly and uttered a spell, and a circular fence fell from the sky to trap him tightly. At this moment, he could already imagine Voldemort being beaten to ashes by the boss he invited.

Auxiliary Celia's ultimate move, SOS, immediately summons a powerful NPC to assist her in fighting!

"Kan the Destiny!"

"Helder, the ancestor of magic!"

"Cassilias the Conqueror!"

"The source of the plague~! It's over, Master Di Ruiji doesn't have to come here..."

Carl was excited, and then blocked his mouth. If the lord from the Village of Pain, Letherfin, came over, the entire Hogwarts would probably become a ghostly place like the Village of Doubts. No matter how lucky I was, I would at least turn into a ghost like the witch Ajialu. Live by sucking the life force of others.

Just as Karl finished singing, the bright stars lit up the entire huge room.

"Mamrete's strings are trembling very badly today, when the smell of dust and grass is blowing from a distance along with the breeze. Even without divination, I know you will call me..."

"A little adventurer from another dimension..."

The ethereal and erratic singing sounded, and the stars of hundreds of millions of years gathered together, gradually forming the image of a royal lady.

Hearing this unique voice and Mamrete mentioned in the words, Karl almost jumped up excitedly. He actually called that big sister! Voldemort, you are dead! No one can save you this time!

She was dressed in lavender long hair that reached her waist, and her face was beautiful and refined. Her fiery figure made Lily, who had inherited the body of Queen Clara, feel ashamed. She walked away from the void, and a touch of fair calf was faintly visible under the gorgeous cheongsam.

What made Karl even more jealous was not her figure and face, but the oddly shaped piano in her hand that looked like a lute. Element Qin, you deserve it!

The leader of Tarakuta, the spokesperson of the second apostle, the highest achievement of the puppet, the bard Alice came across the dimension wall!

"I can't think of it, spicy chicken! Not only can you transform twice, but you can also shake people. Why do you want to grab the Philosopher's Stone from me now?"

Carl stared at the half-dead Voldemort, whose body was about to collapse, and taunted viciously.

"come on! Come on!"

"Please accept my blessing!"

Now Karl is a support, so what he can do is to buff his teammates as much as possible.

As Carl sang, Lily felt that the magic power in her body that was about to dry up began to rise rapidly, and Alice's figure made of starlight gradually solidified.

Of course Karl understands that it is impossible to help the real Alice tear the dimensional wall with a bottle of potion. But just a projection is enough to wipe out Voldemort who doesn't have much vitality left.

"Come, come, sister Alice, please help me kill this dark wizard in front of me. I'll play your specific BGM for you, and then it's up to you."

Carl looked at Alice standing in mid-air, and said with a blushing face.

Then in the next second, "The sound is coming!"

He looked at the speaker in front of him, cut the BGM, and the familiar melody of enlightenment gradually sounded.

Looking at Carl in Celia's clothes, Alice shook her head helplessly.

As the great villain, Voldemort looked at the projection of Alice who came across the border, and he was really desperate.

This broken body couldn't beat Carl at first. He saw clearly the Celia transformation potion that Carl drank, and knew that this special potion must not last for too long. Old life, to drain the last trace of his life force, he has to support it until the end of that weird potion time.

But he didn't want Karl to change his body again with his backhand, and the magic this time was even more terrifying than the piece of music that was enough to make his body collapse and break the defense line of his mind just now.

The women this damn brat found were stronger than the last. Clara just beat his servant almost to death on the spot. This time, a woman jumped out of nowhere, and Voldemort clearly felt that he might end up here today from the magic fluctuations emanating from her.

But so what? !

Because of the existence of the Horcruxes, his soul is almost immortal. As long as those six Horcruxes are not completely destroyed, Voldemort will never die!

The Sorcerer's Stone was right in front of him, and Voldemort, who had no way out, went completely crazy in an instant.

He raised his wand tremblingly, and began the final madness.

One after another, small green snakes sprang out from his nearly shattered body, and then quickly merged into the shadows.

Countless huge dark red chains appeared in midair and came towards Karl, the ground exploded and magma gushed out.

Watching Voldemort's final madness, Carl yawned nonchalantly.

In the next second, a huge golden hood enveloped him and Lily beside him.

The support is so disgusting, with blood plus buff, and a shield, it can completely piss off the assassin on the opposite side.

The venomous Alice saw at a glance that the grotesque body in front of her did not match her soul at all. It should be some extremely evil soul forcibly devoured the original consciousness of this body, and then released such powerful black magic with the help of the life and soul energy of this body.

"Filthy and evil souls! They should be completely purified!"

"Let me play for you—Requiem!"

Alice gently plucked Mamrete's strings, and the melodious sound of the piano was like the sound of clear springs above a waterfall slapping on the pebbles on the shore. And like billions of years of starlight piercing through the fog of the future.

However, the sound of the piano sounded like a heavenly sound to Karl and the others. In the ears of Voldemort, the final boss of the year who forcibly took Quirrell away, it was no less than the God of Death whispering softly in his ears.

Under the weeping echo, the dark red chains shattered into blood mist, which was Quirrell's life energy;

The little green snake turned into green smoke and disappeared without a trace in this charming whisper;

The gushing magma gradually sank into the ground under this complicated tune!