DNF Meets Harry Potter

Chapter 222 Naiyali's fighting and killing is not suitable for me...

"I think I should know the reason why Voldemort was able to survive after being cursed by his own death curse. He used this method to resolve the inevitable end of death. He is such a clever little ghost..."

Carl quietly watched the light and shadow of the diary constantly rotating under the control of Dumbledore in midair, and said this sentence.

Dumbledore also had some guesses in his mind at this moment, and his old expression became more dignified. He vaguely understood how Voldemort could survive.

"Horcrux..."

Carl spat out a word softly.

"Is that so?"

Dumbledore smiled as if mocking himself, then slumped back to his chair, split his soul to create imperfect immortality by killing and making Horcruxes, and his student who was obsessed with power and feared death was completely able to do it.

"I think with Voldemort's character of being so afraid of death, he definitely didn't just create this one Horcrux. There must be more. I think this number is very likely to be the most mysterious number in the wizarding world - 7..."

Carl raised his finger and tapped lightly. The diary began to flip, and light and shadow danced happily on the yellowed paper.

"Words, we can use some means to know something from that diary, and then...even if we need to take some risks for it..."

Carl waved his hand again, and the diary started to burn. He looked at the diary that was gradually reduced to ashes, and laughed mysteriously.

"For the greater good, that's a good proposition..."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said.

...

After reaching an agreement with Dumbledore, Carl walked out of the principal's office with a smile on his face, and finally saved Tom. It was not easy for him.

Looking at the gradually closing stone monster, Karl showed no signs of nostalgia, and hurried towards the cellar controlled by the old bat.

A month ago, he put a mandrake leaf into his mouth, and now, it's time to take it out...

"Bang bang bang!"

Filled with joy, Carl beat Snape's office like a drum.

Soon, the potions professor opened the door with a gloomy expression, wiping his wet hair with a towel.

"Mr. Harris, the last time you came to see me was exactly a month ago. Why weren't you so punctual when you asked me about magic?

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Snape wiped his hair and made his usual sarcastic opening remarks.

"I can't help it. It's really uncomfortable to hold a lozenge in my mouth for a month. As you said, my playful little mouth is a bit inflexible... If it was placed on the previous me, it must be It won't take any advantage!"

Carl was too lazy to argue with him, and immediately reached out his hand to take out the mandrake leaf that had been in his mouth for a whole month, and handed it to Snape with some distaste.

Snape gave him a cold look, and stopped talking nonsense. Immediately took out a small crystal bottle from the inside of the robe and put it away, then walked into the office, pushed hard with his backhand, and shut Karl out of the door with a "bang". This kid likes to come to trouble every time He is really annoying.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, the corner of Karl's mouth twitched slightly, and he turned and left. The old bat's temper was still so stinky and tough, and only he could accept it a little.

When he returned to the Ravenclaw tower, the hard-working and studious eaglets were having an unusually heated discussion this time. In the past, they should now be sitting quietly on the sofa seat and reading a book.

"Duel Club! Professor Lockhart wants to open a duel club!"

"My God, is Professor Lockhart really going to show us something this time? I heard that his assistant tomorrow will be Professor Snape!"

"Hogwarts hasn't offered this kind of duel class for a long time, right?"

In the distance, on the small blackboard where the notice was posted, a brand new piece of parchment was being surrounded by a flock of eaglets.

Carl listened to the noisy voice in his ear, and soon heard several frequently repeated words. His face was getting weirder, and it seemed to him that Lockhart must have been bloated after getting the Forgiver suit. Even now he reckons that he can only fight Snape 50-50. It is not certain who will win. For a player of Lockhart's level, Snape can hit him as he wants like a human sandbag. .

"This man, he just has no self-knowledge. He doesn't even know how to find an opponent. He chose the strongest and most ruthless one under Dumbledore. Wouldn't it be good to find Professor Sprout? That would at least not be too embarrassing... ..."

Carl shook his head, already anticipating the ending of Lockhart being beaten by Snape tomorrow. The old bat was unhappy because he didn't serve as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year, and Lockhart, a fool, wanted to make trouble for him.

Sure enough, good words are hard to persuade, damn it!

Carl was thinking that Lockhart was about to be beaten up by Snape, and when Philip and Alex, who were discussing in the distance, turned their heads excitedly to prepare for an exchange of ideas, they suddenly saw an acquaintance, and immediately Immediately asked enthusiastically:

"Carl, you're back! Come and have a look, Hogwarts will hold a dueling class tomorrow afternoon!"

"Duel class? What kind of duel class, what exactly does it do?"

Just as Carl was about to answer, there was a familiar sound of footsteps. Naiyali took a bite of the chocolate cake in her hand, with some doubts on her delicate face.

"As the name suggests, the dueling class should be a class that teaches us how to fight. This kind of class is rare. As far as I know, Hogwarts has not offered it for a long time.

This time, Professor Lockhart and Professor Snape will show us the charm of fighting in person. We have to grasp it well! "

Alex explained to Niyali with some excitement that he imagined that one day he would be able to fight against werewolves, vampires and evil dark wizards for three hundred rounds like Lockhart's biographical novel Then glory wins.

"Lockhart, he's giving dueling lessons, are you sure you're not joking?"

Niyali's face was a little weird. Originally, she wanted to witness the official duel of wizards, but she lost interest in an instant when she heard Lockhart's name.

"How about it, Nayari, isn't it amazing? Are you going? This is a real duel!"

Alex said with some fanaticism, it doesn't look like he is still a fan of duels.

"Me? Let's forget it... This kind of fighting and killing is not suitable for a girl like me..."