DNF Meets Harry Potter

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand with ease, and used the floating spell holder to lift the fainted Harry and Carl towards the exit.

And not long after they left, the fallen stone pillars stood up again, the rotting roses turned into nothingness, and the gravel all over the ground began to fill the broken ground. Everything seems to be returning to the way it should be...

...

England, Hogwarts, School Hospital

It was another fine morning, and a ray of sunlight came in through the window. In the air, thick, it is the smell of summer, and it is also the smell of summer vacation...

Lying on the hospital bed, Karl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes tiredly. The blurry scene in front of him gradually became clear. It was a quaint ceiling.

He sat up from the bed with some difficulty, looked at the snow-like quilt covering his body, and paid attention to the clothes on his body.

Blue and white striped, hospital gown.

When other people encounter this situation, they usually recall carefully what happened.

Carl is different...

"Damn it! Who forced labor and capital to take off their clothes?! Then I've been seen all over?!"

After he drank Celia's transformation potion and fought Voldemort, he became a little nervous about clothes.

"It's okay, the effect of the medicine has passed. What's so good about a big boy..."

After comforting himself in his heart, he straightened up his pillow and lay on the hospital bed, frowning and covering his aching temple.

This feeling is like drinking two bottles of Red Star Erguotou and waking up after being drunk, feeling uncomfortable all over!

"Selia's power is really difficult to control. With such a powerful spirit as a dimension walker, I just experienced it for fifteen minutes and didn't know that I fell asleep for several days..."

Karl stretched out his hand and rubbed his blurred eyes, and couldn't help sighing deep in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the small table next to him, which was filled with all kinds of exquisite small gifts, among which candy and the like accounted for the vast majority, and some small cards with colorful blessings were shining in the sun , seems to exude some kind of light called hope.

He was the only one lying on the hospital bed in the huge school hospital, which seemed a bit empty.

"System, tell me how long I slept."

If you are unresolved, go to the system.

As long as you have enough money, you can talk about anything.

Sure enough, the next moment, it was still a familiar formula and a familiar taste.

"One gold coin was deducted successfully."

"Dear host, it has been forty-six hours and fifty-eight minutes since you last opened your eyes..."

Yes, very strong. As expected, the gold coins did not disappoint me, the system gave him an accurate count down to the second.

Then one second he was still praising the system in his heart, and the next second the system hit him with a backhanded critical blow.

"Dear host, I'm Little Q, the system elf. It's a pleasure to meet you again. Congratulations to the host for successfully defeating the final boss of the year and walking out of the Novice Village with her women's clothing and shameless skills.

Evaluation: Shameless

Reward: Get a guaranteed flop chance from the system (Must have artifacts or above items, valid for a long time)

System Genie Comments: Except for those levels that can hardly be called adventures, you have overcome your own glass heart and broken the zero taboo. Although this process is not humane, history will be written by the winner after all!

Why is this damn little Q back? !

The smile on Carl's face gradually disappeared. He still remembers how the damned system elf snarled him three years ago. After hearing the evaluation, it was indeed the case.

Isn't the evaluation only S, SS, SSS, A? How come you feel shameless when you come to him? !

Carl was very dissatisfied with the comments, didn't he just take a bottle of drugs and shake another person?

Fighting against a lunatic like Voldemort, no matter how inferior his methods are, he will not look good.

If it wasn't for the fear that Di Ruiji would wipe out his allies, he really wanted to see if Di Ruiji was really a pig in real life, and if he could get a fake pig harness from him.

Fake pig sets are number one in the world~!

"Flip the cards, System."

It is still very fragrant to overturn Voldemort once, at least the guaranteed reward of magical level.

Carl's eyes faintly revealed excitement, right or wrong, it's up to this wave, Stud!

Seven bright cards glowed brightly in his sea of ​​consciousness, four of them were pink, two were orange, and the remaining one shone with golden light.

"Four artifacts, two legends, and one epic?" Carl muttered to himself.

"Come on, Jie·Yeyu Black Pupil Wand!"

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the broken Diary of the Goddess of the Moon!"

A journal with a black cover and a skull engraved on it appeared in his inventory.

"The little witch's inheritance magic book?"

After seeing this thing for the first time, Carl boldly began to guess.

Without Carl's instructions, the elf's return system immediately adjusted the specific attributes.

Item name: Broken Diary of the Moon Goddess

Item Rarity: Legendary

Introduction to special items: This is a diary written by a goddess of the moon who lives in the center of the Doll Forest. Due to uncontrollable factors, most of the diary was torn.

But as a diary that accompanies a second-awakened strong man to grow up, it seems to record a lot of powerful black magic and secrets...

After reading the item introduction, Karl's first feeling was that he had found a treasure.

Among the boundless mysteries, the most precious thing is always knowledge.

Strong does not mean ancient, but ancient must be strong!

The old monsters who have mastered mysterious knowledge in endless years have always been the most powerful. And people often refer to this situation as the bottom line...

After getting this notebook which is of great significance to him now, Carl, the person concerned, only feels satisfied...

After gaining the power of the dimension, he is very likely to master the power of the curse through this book.

There is no way, the skill books for the various professional occupations sold in the system are too expensive, which makes him feel his heart is bleeding every time he consumes them.

Carl thought of the cursed puppet that was still sitting quietly in his inventory, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he probably could make it himself in the future.

Cursing to kill the enemy thousands of miles away is like the nail-headed seven-arrow book in the list of gods, which makes people hard to guard against.

The power of the curse has always been marked with strange, unsolvable, and painful words that make people shudder when they hear them.

Although he didn't get the one and only epic, it's still pretty good to have a legendary-level notebook similar to the inheritance book.

Carl turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, with a sweeter smile on his lips.

And just when he was fantasizing about learning to occupy forever in the future and being able to spend money everywhere, a gentle voice of a middle-aged woman came into his ears...