DNF Meets Harry Potter

Having been in Knockturn Alley for so many years, the old witch now understands more than anyone else how terrifying the magic Karl suddenly released is.

The thorny thorns that were shining with black light kept splitting, and hit her fiercely with the sound of breaking through the air. Just by this voice, she knew that if she was really entangled, her Grandma Qiao might capsize in the gutter today and be completely buried here.

She didn't believe that the mysterious wizard in front of her would easily let her go.

But Karl took the lead, and there were more and more thorns around her, so she could only temporarily use the Flame Curse to passively defend to delay the time, hoping that the remaining companions could adjust their status as soon as possible.

But since Karl made a move, he naturally wouldn't give his opponent a chance. Putting a set of skills together with the ultimate move to directly control the crushing is what the C mage of the fort should do.

With a light tap of the golden staff, several lightning balls shining with silvery white light smashed towards the old witch's face with strong malice.

The old witch here finally burned the thorns clean, and several lightning balls hit her head and face again. Gritting her teeth, she had no choice but to roll on the ground full of garbage, and finally escaped the fierce attack.

"Stinky boy, I won't show you any color, do you really think I'm easy to bully?!"

Panting heavily, the old witch cursed viciously. At the same moment, she was also muttering words, and wisps of black air emerged from the tip of the stick.

The black air quickly formed a huge werewolf head, showing sharp teeth, making a shrill scream, biting up and down and pounced towards Karl.

"Ice Wall!"

Five icicles exuding a bitter breath of death rose from the ground, forming an unbreakable wall to trap the werewolf's head inside.

Karl narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly appeared in front of the old witch in the next second as the purple light flashed.

"Falling Flower Palm!"

He was muttering to himself, but the old witch stared at the mysterious purple-robed wizard in disbelief with her eyes wide open. She really didn't expect this apparition.

Isn't apparation used in battle to distance yourself from enemies or avoid spells? What does it mean to teleport to the enemy?

But she understood in the next second, a free hand from Karl hit her with a very unmagical force, and then ruthlessly knocked her into the air, hitting the dusty stone wall behind her heavily superior.

"Disarm you!"

What was waiting for her was another disarming spell, and the magic wand that was tightly held in her hand was released uncontrollably in an instant, and it fell into Carl's hand in mid-air with a red splash.

Harry looked at the two people's big moves and was frightened, but he didn't dare to run around at the moment. Because the first time he was teleported to Knockturn Alley, he didn't even know where the exit was. The old witch just watched him wandering around looking for the exit before focusing on him. If he accidentally took the wrong path and walked deeper into Knockturn Alley, he could not imagine how miserable his fate would be.

Thanks to the few melee magics carefully developed by the Lolitas of the Demon Realm, under this blow, the old witch almost broke her whole body, and her wand was also taken away by Karl, which can be described as a disadvantage. To the extreme.

"There's no other way, it's the only way!"

The old witch froze, pretending to groan that she had lost her fighting strength, but she was secretly groping for something in her robe.

In Knockturn Alley, there are not many black magic items that can pull the enemy to die together, and they are ashamed to say that they are a dark wizard living here.

In this perennially dark and lawless area, the defeat of the war among the dark wizards can almost be equated with death, and these taboo magic items are the last bargaining chip for them to survive.

"If you dare to move again, I'll take your ashes away!" Karl made another beautiful teleportation, his eyes under the huge hood fixed on the restless hand of the old witch, and he threatened and warned.

The old witch stared at Karl with eyes full of resentment, but she didn't dare to make any extra moves. Judging from Karl's ruthless hand just now, she didn't think that the other party was joking.

"Do you want the wand and the lives of those people?"

Carl said in a low voice while playing with the weird wand he had just seized from the old witch.

"What do you want from me?"

The old witch said angrily, another rule of Knockturn Alley, life can be measured by value and benefit.

"Give me the key to your vault in Gringotts, and hand over all the Galleons, and the matter will be over... Otherwise, I can give you a few urns for free."

Carl's eyes were erratic, and he spoke lightly. For him, these people in front of him are excellent leeks, the kind that can be eradicated.

"Give you!"

After hearing Karl's price, the old witch was cruel and immediately wiped her waist with her hands. A key and a money bag flew towards Karl with a golden light shining in the dim Knockturn Alley.

"You're quite smart, at least you have to recognize the reality more than that idiot Quiro..."

He smiled lightly, and then with a wave of his hand, he untied the thorns that were bound on the bodies of those unlucky ones, and then threw the old witch's wand in the corner and walked towards Harry.

"Now, please get out of my sight, thank you!"

Listening to Karl's cold words, the old witch slowly got up from the corner, picked up the wand and left with a few trash under her hand. The sudden blow just now really threw her hard.

"Thank you for your help, sir!"

Harry watched the scene where the old witch swallowed her anger and left with her minions, feeling so relieved in his heart. But while he was excited, he didn't forget to thank the mysterious wizard who extended a helping hand. If it wasn't for his help, he would have been abducted by the old witch at this moment.

"Little ghost, Knockturn Alley is not a place where a little wizard of your age can come here casually. Almost every morning there will be one or two corpses that their own mothers can't recognize, controlled by the wizards who live here. The power of black magic is no joke..."

Carl shook his head lightly, and smiled at Harry in a low voice, this brat always caused him trouble. At the same time, he was also thinking in his heart, which link had gone wrong, causing Hagrid not to appear.

If he hadn't happened to pass by today, Harry wouldn't be able to walk around even with Lily's protective magic in his body.

At this time, Niali and Hagrid came out of the dessert shop talking and laughing, carrying a lot of cakes and other things in their hands...

"Come on kid, follow me! If you don't want to stay here!"

Carl looked at a necklace that had just appeared in his hand and said...

"With this necklace, Naiyali shouldn't blame me for taking too much time..."