DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Honey, are you ready to go home after shopping? Come, follow me, otherwise it's easy to get lost here..."

The old and ugly old hag grinned, with a gentle and kind smile on her face, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and said to Harry in a gentle tone, just like a kind old lady next door.

If it wasn't because he was in Knockturn Alley, and the old woman in front of him was still holding onto his hand, maybe he would have believed it.

Harry gritted his teeth tightly, his little face was distorted by the other party's too much force.

Harry felt cold all over as he fought the old hag for control of his body. Don't look at the opponent's arm, which is as thin as a skinny bone, but when pulling him, it is unexpectedly powerful. He had tried his best now, but he was still being pulled by the old witch to gradually walk towards the depths of Knockturn Alley.

Although Harry didn't know what would happen to him after being abducted by the old witch, but judging from the current situation, nothing good would happen. So he immediately looked at the wizards around with pleading eyes, hoping that someone could help him.

However, the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is very skinny. To Harry's despair, none of the wizards around paid him any attention. He could only see the expressions of indifference, playfulness, or cruelty on the faces of these wizards.

"Help me! Please!"

Harry, who had no other choice, could only shout for help at the top of his voice, hoping that a kind wizard would help him.

Then the old witch listened to Harry's loud cry for help, but the smile on her face became more presumptuous.

"Ah~, my dear. You can scream, but in this place, even the Ministry of Magic can't reach in. So even if you screamed and broke your throat, no one will come to save you!"

Seeing that Harry was so dishonest, the old witch simply didn't bother to put on a show. She just showed her cards and admired the despair on Harry's face with a smile. In her eyes, this prey had already reached her palm, how could he let him run away? ? !

Her Grandma Qiao can be regarded as a famous person in Knockturn Alley anyway! If Harry really ran away from her, she would lose her old face.

At this moment, the wizards around also laughed, as if they had seen his tragic fate later.

Harry felt regret at the moment, why he couldn't think about trying to use new things at the beginning, but luckily he mispronounced the name, so walking and exercising his body wouldn't work? !

...

After Karl walked out of Borginbock's black magic store, he went to a few stores selling "special" materials to buy some things. Dolls are not so easy to make.

But just as he was about to walk out of Knockturn Alley after counting the items contentedly, he heard a somewhat familiar voice coming from the front.

Carl was a little puzzled. It seemed that none of the friends he knew would come here in the ghostly place of Knockturn Alley. So he followed the sound with some doubts and quickened his pace, and found that the street leading to Diagon Alley was half blocked in front of him, and an old witch in front of him was drooling and grinning with a greedy light in his eyes, and was constantly pulling a He looks like a little wizard who is only eleven or twelve years old.

And the surrounding wizards in black robes also approached him with evil intentions, and they were surrounded by people leaning against the walls to watch the excitement.

Karl frowned slightly, and immediately knew the identity of the little wizard who looked embarrassed after the transcendental perception was activated.

"How did Harry come here? Where did Hagrid go?"

Carl looked left and right but didn't find Hagrid's figure, and finally he was going to step up and intervene.

And what he didn't know was that in Diagon Alley ahead, Niari was sitting in an ice cream shop with that stupid Hagrid, having a good conversation...

...

"Are you...Harry Potter? We meet again, we are so destined..."

Just when the two of them were chatting and confused, a deep voice sounded behind them. The old witch was startled when she heard the words, then she laughed slyly, this kid actually has companions. It just so happens that they are caught together, and the two of them will be neat and tidy.

The two looked back immediately, only to realize that the person speaking was a mysterious wizard who looked about the same height as Harry.

"Grandma Qiao, I advise you not to meddle in your own business here in Knockturn Alley!"

The old witch said with some trepidation, originally she thought that Harry's companion should be a kid similar to him. But looking at Karl's attire, especially the weird wand behind him, she understood that the person in front of her was definitely a tough guy, and the best solution was to force him back without using his hands.

As soon as the old witch finished speaking, several ugly wizards surrounded her.

"It turned out to be him!"

Harry was startled. This mysterious wizard had just made a deal with Lucius and the shopkeeper, selling and buying a batch of dark magic items. He was undoubtedly a proper dark wizard. But at this moment, he suddenly stood up to rescue himself, which made him a little confused about his true thoughts.

But following him is obviously better than being abducted by the old witch in front of him. So he hurriedly said to the old witch in front of him: "Madam, my friend has come to see me. We can go home together, can you let me go?"

"Let go of him! Otherwise, I can't guarantee that I will do anything..."

Karl couldn't help but snarled as he looked at the wizards and the old witch who hadn't let go for a long time.

"Could it be that you must have trouble with my grandma Qiao today?!"

Being threatened repeatedly by Karl, the old witch also became angry at the moment, but Karl already understood that this battle was inevitable, so he immediately acted first.

"Twisting thorns!"

As Karl chanted in a low voice, several purple-black thorns broke through the hard ground, and attacked the surrounding wizards and old witches like devil vines.

Karl's unexpected attack caused them a big loss. The two ugly wizards were bound into rice dumplings by the sharp thorns on the spot, and their black robes were torn apart by the sharp thorns, and strands of blood dripped down the thorns to the ground. Extremely weird.

The old witch couldn't care less about Harry in her hand at this time, and hastily pushed him aside, stretched out her wand and began to cast the Fire Curse.

She understands that this kind of black magic, which is similar to plants, will grow back soon after being smashed. Only the Explosive Curse and the Fire Curse are their nemesis, and I am afraid that using the Explosive Curse in this narrow Knockturn Alley is not too disgusting. I have a long life, and I want to chat with the god of death as soon as possible.

"Ouch~!"

And Harry, under the shove of the old hag, fell on his back, clutching his ass in pain...