DNF Meets Harry Potter

"By the way, adventurer. Although Celia's transformation potion is miraculous, I guess you should take a good rest after the effect of the potion wears off."

Alice looked at Carl's green clothes, as if remembering something, a mysterious smile rose from the corner of her mouth.

"System, bring me a bouquet of Saucia's red roses."

"50,000 gold coins deducted successfully!"

"A bouquet of roses costs 50,000 yuan, why don't you grab it?!"

Carl looked at his wallet, which had shrunk a lot all of a sudden, and was a little dumbfounded.

"Item sold, non-refundable..."

However, the only response to him was the system's cold electronic synthesis voice.

At this point, Karl forced a smile on his little face. Although his heart was bleeding at the moment, he still wanted to live with a smile.

"Sister Alice, this is for you."

Carl blushed slightly, turned his wrist, and a large bouquet of red roses with dewdrops appeared in his hand and handed it to the fortune teller in front of him.

"I didn't expect you to give me these...my heart warms up, thank you, adventurer."

"My current projection that is about to dissipate has nothing to give back. Even Mamrete was constructed by me with magic power. I hope you are safe and healthy, and you will win your mission and successfully complete the next adventure."

Alice gently took the bouquet of roses with her white and tender jade hands, put down her nose and sniffed, her delicate face was full of surprises.

Harry looked at the bard whose figure was fading away, hesitant to speak. He listened to the complete conversation between Carl and her, and he knew in his heart that the fortuneteller in front of him was probably more powerful than Professor Dumbledore. And he is proficient in prophecy, which is definitely more powerful than the fortune teller who made that prophecy ten years ago.

"Sister Alice, can I ask you a question?"

Harry hesitated again and again, but couldn't help asking.

"Let me guess, is there something about the resurrection of the dead?"

The melodious sound of the piano sounded, and Alice returned Harry with a kind smile.

The gleam in Lily's eyes flashed away, and she felt a little warm in her heart.

Harry opened his mouth wide in surprise, the person in front of him guessed the words before he could say them.

"No need to be surprised, your hopeful eyes have seen too much in my long life, and it is easy to draw conclusions with a little guesswork."

"We are destined to meet today, so let me do a fortune-telling for you."

Mamrete's strings trembled slightly, and a soothing and soft music was played slowly.

"Life returns after passing away, the battle between fate will end with the fading of darkness, and you will be bathed in the morning sun..."

Singing epic ethereal voices from Alice's mouth, Harry's face grew more and more excited.

Carl frowned, the last two sentences are easy to understand, because Voldemort must die. But the first sentence is a bit intriguing. It is estimated that only he can do this coquettish operation of resurrecting in this world. So is this referring to Lily or James Potter?

Prophecy is so vague and uncomfortable.

Is it possible that I will pull James Potter out together in the future?

Thinking about it now, this kind of thing is still possible, after all, he has always had the consciousness to bow his head in front of capitalism. Who can tell what will happen in the future?

"Farewell, adventurer. I hope we can meet again..."

After making this divination, the magical power of Alice's projection was finally exhausted, and it was re-formed into billions of years of starlight and scattered in all directions, and a handful of bright red roses fell to the ground.

An ethereal voice sounded in his heart.

"Adventurer, your adventure is extremely important. No one can match it. This is your innate destiny..."

"Wherever you go, you must be full of various trials, but you must be able to pass them smoothly. They will not become your hindrance, but will only become a stepping stone on your way forward..."

"Please don't give up, I will divine your future there and try my best to help you..."

Listening to Alice's last words, Karl couldn't help but doubt his life. Is my future really that difficult?

Forget it, after all, he is a time traveler, and he still has a system, so I don't know what kind of situation he will encounter in the future.

"Carl, that sister Alice doesn't belong to this world, does she?"

Harry looked at the fading starlight in front of his eyes, and looked at Carl with a little blurred eyes.

"You heard it just now. That's right. Just now, it was just a projection of hers coming across the dimensional wall. Her true self is much stronger than this..."

Carl bent down to pick up the rose that fell on the ground. It was still beautiful and beautiful, and it was not stained with a speck of dust. This made him feel a little bit comforted, and it might be recycled in the future.

"Her prediction must be accurate. She has predicted the fall of too many great beings, and she has some truth in grasping the strange and unpredictable fate."

Carl added these words.

"By the way, Harry, where's the Philosopher's Stone?"

Looking at Professor Quirrell with only a small pile of ashes left on the ground, Carl suddenly recalled his original purpose.

"Oh, here it is."

Harry pursed his lips, and took out a red irregular stone from his dusty trouser pocket and handed it to Carl. It was the Philosopher's Stone that he had dreamed of day and night.

With the Philosopher's Stone, Karl can use the special properties of the Eye of Darkness to create endless golden Galleons, and then smash the dog's head of the system to let it know who is the existence of the father's level.

"System, identify the Philosopher's Stone in my hand!"

Carl excitedly took out the small money.

"One thousand gold coins have been deducted successfully!"

It was still the electronic synthesized sound that he was tired of listening to, and then all the attributes of the Philosopher's Stone were displayed in his mind.

Item name: Philosopher's Stone (pseudo)

Grade: Rare

Description of the special item: This is a fake magic stone, a derivative product made by Nicolas back then. In addition to its powerful magic power, it can be used as some magic bombs, but it cannot be used as a raw material for the elixir of life, nor can it be used to produce magic gold that meets the forging materials of Gold Gallon.

Karl held the Philosopher's Stone in his hand. When he saw the first line of words, his heart was already cold. Looking down, it was true.

However, on the premise that he had already prepared in his heart, he was not too disappointed. The fish Dumbledore used for fishing was not genuine.

That's all, I'm lucky if I win, but my life is lost.

Carl sighed softly and returned the Philosopher's Stone to Harry.

"Ginger is still old and hot! No wonder Professor Dumbledore is not afraid of Voldemort stealing it. This Philosopher's Stone is fake. He didn't put the real thing in it at all!"