DNF Meets Harry Potter

"It's really surprising to me that Mr. Harris, who has not even developed his brain, can still cast spells without a stick..."

Even in this situation, Snape still did not forget to taunt Carl.

"It's overrated, Professor Snape. Those two silent spells you just gave me a lot of trouble."

Karl maintained his magic power output and continued to quarrel with Snape.

"Then, Mr. Harris, is your physical strength enough to maintain such a magic output? Maybe I will resist for a while and you will not be able to control it..."

Snape smiled sullenly. Of course he understood that an eleven-year-old wizard could never compare to him, a wizard in the most golden state of his life, in terms of his upper limit of magic power and physical strength.

Without Snape's reminder, Carl has gradually felt powerless. Although the magic power provided by the Dark Eye is endless, it has to be physically endured. In the Demon World, the death rate of magicians who have just started transplanting the Eye of Darkness is as high as 70%.

Carl gritted his teeth and withdrew his magic power, and it was too much to continue.

The door of the dimension closed, and even the power of the descending space slowly disappeared.

Carl can't beat Snape after all.

"Mr. Harris, still don't give in? I don't think it's necessary to continue."

Snape resumed his vicious taunt.

The huge box slowly descended under his levitating spell, but Snape didn't notice a mysterious arc twitching at the corner of Carl's mouth.

Some boxes in Mystic Dimension will explode when they fall to the ground.

As a spellcaster, no one knows what's inside the chest better than him.

"Boom!"

Just when the box just touched the ground, the stuff inside was instantly ignited, and then exploded with a bang. The hot air wave spread in all directions. The old bat Snape was the first to bear the brunt of this force. As for Carl, who had been hiding for a long time. far away.

"Fuck!"

"Super armor and body protection!"

"Peace guard!"

"There are many obstacles!"

The old bat's reaction was also not justified. The moment the box landed, he felt that something was wrong, and a powerful threat came from the box.

Since Lily's death, his intuition has always been astonishingly terrifying. The strong sense of threat made him instantly cast an armor protection spell on himself, and build layers of obstacles in front of him.

Even so, Snape was blown away by this power, his black wizard robe was burnt to tatters, his whole person became African, his greasy hair was messier, like a chicken coop.

"Ha~ha~ clam~box~box~hic..."

"Old bat, you have today too. It was very cool to press me just now. It killed you, haha~."

When Carl saw Snape dressed as a beggar, he fell on the ground and slapped the ground with his hands.

Snape's current image is similar to that of his grandmother, Snape, who Neville used Boggart to make up two years later.

Both are equally astounding.

"God damn it! What kind of magic is this, and it will explode! I'm going to kill you!"

Snape was instantly embarrassed, he had never been so embarrassed before.

"The wand is flying!"

Snape recalled his wand with a flying curse, which had just been thrown out of his hand in the explosion.

"All petrochemical!"

"Lock tongue and throat!"

"Fuchsia!"

At this time, Carl couldn't even straighten his body with a smile, barely dodging the first petrification curse that just flew, but there was no way for those two curses.

A strange feeling suddenly came from his mouth. Carl felt that his tongue seemed to be glued to the upper jaw, and then the whole person was hit by the curse in a posture that killed Newton and hung upside down in the air.

"I don't think your opponent can easily let down his guard until he is out of combat. I hope this lesson will make you remember the consequences, Mr. Harris."

Snape finally grinned as he looked at the art he had made himself.

Perhaps, he misunderstood the word art.

What is art? It was the explosion just now!

"Cough~cough~slightly~ka."

"Bang!"

There was an explosion, and Karl, who was hanging upside down in the air, disappeared instantly, but a scarecrow fell from the position just now.

Substitute Grass Man!

The life-saving skills of the demon loli can teleport out when they are damaged and abnormally controlled, and maintain a short-lived crouching invincible state.

Although in the real world, the invincible state brought by crouching has been cut off, but the teleportation has also changed from indeterminate to directional teleportation, and it is not restricted by the Hogwarts space confinement at all.

Snape thought that it was not good when Carl suddenly turned into a scarecrow, and three or five curses were shot from the wand towards the back.

This damn kid, who has learned so many difficult and disgusting magic, can even perform short-distance Apparition in Hogwarts.

Snape continued to keep his dead face, but he had already cursed in his heart. He was really disgusted. After all, this situation was put in the hands of other wizards. These curses are enough for them to die a few times. .

However, Carl's attack did not come from behind him, but from... at his feet!

The purple Deviance Void wrapped around Snape's feet, tripping him instantly, and Carl walked over to Snape, pointing his wand at him and smiling.

"Professor Snape, I think I should be able to learn the three unforgivable spells."

Snape got up from the ground and took a deep breath, frantically suppressing his inner anger. Fortunately, no one saw him, otherwise he would have lost his face this time. Not only his own little wizard was beaten, even his own The dean overturned the boat in the gutter and followed this kid's way.

Such a failure!

"Fu~..."

Snape gasped loudly, while running Occlumency to suppress his emotions and calm down.

After a while, Snape's eyes became hollow.

"Mr. Harris, you won! Your strange magic is indeed very powerful, but if I get serious early in the morning and don't give you a chance, it will be enough for you to die twice."

Snape reluctantly admitted his failure, and at the same time let out a harsh word.

This kid's strange magic is simply impossible to guard against.

"Thanks for the compliment, Professor Snape. I think I'm qualified to learn the three Unforgivable Charms by now."

Carl put his wand away and sat down in his chair panting. At this moment, he is not feeling well either. He has already consumed too much physical strength before, and he was hanged upside down just now, which is not a good feeling.

If it weren't for the existence of the magical substitute straw man, it would be almost impossible to be overturned.

"Let's go to the next class, I didn't bring anything to teach the Unforgivable Curse, and I hope Mr. Harris can be on time next time, otherwise I'm not sure if I will throw a shot of Arvada in your face."

Snape stood up and limped toward the outside of the responsive room. The stray and nothingness stumbled really hard. He wanted to go back to the cellar and wipe some bruises and potions before washing. Take a bath and sleep.

"See you next time then..."