DNF Meets Harry Potter

Aliya took a deep breath, looked at the gun in her hand, and suddenly had such a feeling of being abandoned by the world.

When did the world get so crazy? Everything that happened in Plum Town in the past two years has almost refreshed her three views. Is it going to happen again now?

She unloaded the magazine in her gun with a blank expression, and there was no doubt that there was no bullet in it.

Carl smiled and spread out his palms, a few bullets were lying there quietly.

It is not too simple to transfer a few bullets with the power of the dimension, and he understands that people who use guns all the year round are very sensitive to the weight of the gun, so he specially added a dimension and cognitive distortion.

"How the hell did you do it? I'm sure your hand never touched my gun. And I've already loaded it, and there will be a bullet if it's bad."

Alia asked in disbelief, and Nick next to him was completely dumbfounded when he saw the result.

"I'm not like you who just stupidly formed a group to die without knowing any information. If I don't have any skills, how dare I come to Innsmouth to die?"

Carl returned the bullet in his hand to Aliya, and said in a flat tone.

"I'm a magician, and I'm a very powerful one. If I wanted to knock you down just now, I could easily do it in a flash."

Looking at Aliya and Nick who looked astonished, Carl added that now they can be regarded as teammates, and it would be more beneficial for their cooperation to reveal something a little bit.

"Let's go, let's go in together, don't you want to investigate Innsmouth? We can happen to be together, so the safety factor is higher..."

At this moment, Karl extended his hand and formally invited them to form a team.

"Damn kid, how do I look like an uncle?"

Nick pouted and walked over, and Aliya reloaded the bullets one by one into the magazine, which was considered to have agreed to Carl's invitation.

The assault team is formed and will enter the special copy of Innsmouth.

"Come on, I'll just call you sister. We'll just pretend to be a small family that comes here to play."

"By the way, my name is Prey, Prey Isis..."

Seeing that the two agreed, Karl finally breathed a sigh of relief. It is estimated that this trip to death should be easier.

Carl held Alia's right hand, and Nick walked in the front. They were laughing and chatting about some anecdotes and gossips along the way, looking like a real little family.

They met no one on the way, and soon afterward began passing abandoned farms that were in varying degrees of ruin.

Along the way, Karl noticed several houses that were still inhabited—houses with rags stuffed into the battered windows, and shells and dead fish strewn about the garbage-strewn courtyard. He only saw listless-looking people working in barren gardens, or digging for clams on the sandy beach that smelled of fish; playing near the doorstep.

Aliya and Nick were still talking and laughing while walking on the road, but they were secretly looking at everything in Innsmouth carefully. It is the quality that a special investigator should have to check the terrain before the battle.

But for some reason, the two of them felt that these people looked more disturbing than the gloomy buildings-there was something weird about everyone's movements and faces, although she couldn't be sure why, and couldn't understand the feeling. , but instinctively loathe these abnormalities.

There was even a moment when she felt that this typical figure suggested some image she had seen before in Plumtown, perhaps in a book, or in some particularly ghastly or melancholy atmosphere; but this The feeling of reminiscence quickly dissipated, and she really didn't want to recall the painful past.

As they went deeper, they soon saw the crossroads and forks in the town; The streetscape still reveals the splendor and prosperity of the past.

Occasionally they could see a window covered by a curtain, and sometimes a battered car parked on the side of the street.

Gradually the paved roads and sidewalks became clear, and while most of the houses were still quite old—early nineteenth-century brick and timber structures—they were clearly in proper repair and still habitable.

When walking through the middle of the street, the messy remains of a circular green space appeared at the intersection of the fork on the right.

In an instant, a strong nausea and dizziness came, and Nick and Alia staggered suddenly, almost falling to the ground because they couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, Carl, who was holding Alia's hand, made a secret effort and used the power of the dimension to stabilize the two of them, otherwise the two of them might really fall to pieces.

After standing in place for a while, the two finally raised their heads with difficulty. A huge pillared auditorium towered over them, its white paint gray and mostly peeling. The black and gold signs on the building's gable had also faded, and they could barely make out the words "Dagon Mystery."

This is the Great Hall of the Great Hall, which is occupied by filthy heretics.

Carl looked at the extremely weird auditorium in front of him. Although he was not as embarrassed as the two of Alia, he also felt a strong discomfort.

He looked very curiously at the church in front of him, but in fact he was trying his best to see if he could decipher the inscriptions.

"When~..."

At this time, a heavy and piercing bell rang broke the cemetery-like silence of Innsmouth, and also disturbed Carl's observation. So he frowned, turned around and looked towards the source of the sound. He couldn't give up any clues in Innsmouth.

The bells sounded from a stone church with a low tower. The church was obviously built later than most of the buildings here. It was built in an awkward Gothic style, with a disproportionately high plinth and shuttered windows. Although the hands of the clock dial on the side Karl saw were lost, the piercing chimes told him that it was already ten o'clock.

Alicia and Nick also turned their eyes to look there.

"Don't look!"

A crisp voice suddenly sounded in their minds, which was Karl's inner voice reflected through the dimensional projection.

It's a pity that it was too late when he found out and reminded, and the two of them had already cast their sights into the distance.

In an instant, all thoughts were washed away and covered up by a sudden scene. It was an extremely sharp and intense scene that was indescribably terrifying and indescribable. Before the two of them really realized what it was, it had firmly captured their minds...