DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Do you remember where you live and what your name is?"

Carl adjusted his mood and spoke with a smile. What was different was that there was a gleam in his eyes at this moment. In order to confirm whether Lockhart really lost his memory because of his forgetting spell, he used the Remembrance~...

"Name? Where do I live? What's my name?"

Lockhart's eyes were blank, and he muttered to himself in a daze.

"By the way, I am a master of magic, you must know me!"

After a while, Lockhart yelled at Carl like a madman, his eyes reminded Carl of the day when he lent him his wand...

"No, you are a hypocritical liar!"

Harry, who sat aside and rested for a while and finally regained some strength, walked over angrily, and hit Lockhart on the cheek with his fist, making his eyes stare. He did not forget how Lockhart beat himself put down.

"No! I'm not a liar, I'm a master magician! You must be mistaken!"

Lockhart held his bleeding mouth from Harry's beating, and still stubbornly believed that he was a master of magic.

"Harry, don't argue with him. The Ministry of Magic will give him a fair trial~..."

Carl stopped Harry's next move. After a rough judgment of Dementionment, he found that Lockhart had completely forgotten where he lived, and even what his name was, but he still stubbornly believed that I am a master of magic, but I lost all my memories because of some accident.

What a terrible obsession~...

But that's right, wasn't it precisely because of this obsession that Lockhart fell to this point? In the end, I'm not living in a dream~...

"Okay, Carl, we should go! This ghost place is weird~..."

Naiyali stood up gracefully from the chair, waved her hand, and the fancy things on the stone table were put away.

Fox groaned happily when he heard this sentence, finally he didn't have to be rubbed by Naiyali, it took only a while, and his hair almost fell out.

"Let's go, Harry." Carl waved his wand lightly, and he also put away the diary and crown with a big hole in the middle on the ground.

"Hey! Wait for me, don't leave me behind!"

Lockhart, who was about to be dazed by the side, watched the three people's backs gradually, and with a jerk, he scrambled and chased after them.

Walking to the gate, Carl took out a small projector from his pocket and pressed the play button, but there was only a rustling electric sound coming from it, but there was no sign of the snake language in his imagination~...

"Ah! This thing is really useless!"

Karl knocked on the side wall twice, but it still didn't work. Only then did he remember that he had put this thing in his pocket when he came in, and it seemed that he probably broke it during the battle with Tom Riddle.

"What were you doing closing the door when you came in?"

Carl twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly.

"When I came here, I planned to catch the fish in the urn, but I overestimated Tom Riddle, thinking that he should have something after so long. But I didn't expect him to be so careless~, I just came out It's just one move, and I haven't used my full strength~..."

Naiyali rolled his eyes at him and smiled awkwardly.

"Then what should we do? Aren't we going to be trapped here to death?!"

Lockhart, who managed to follow up with great difficulty, received a critical blow as soon as he approached, almost killing him on the spot.

"Then it's up to you, Harry! Now only you have the ability to open this door. The password is very simple, just open it! Go, boy!"

Carl straightened his expression, patted the dazed Harry, and said solemnly.

"Oh, good! Open it!" Harry was stunned, and then said to the door.

The gate ignored him, and didn't even bother to throw a snake at him.

Harry glanced at Carl, then at Niari, and the atmosphere seemed awkward for a while.

"Harry, please don't speak human language! This thing can't understand human language~..."

Karl stroked his face and reminded him a little speechlessly.

Harry: "..."

He understands the meaning, but it sounds so weird.

"But I don't know how to control the Parseltongue at all. What happened before was just an accident~..."

Harry spread his hands helplessly, expressing that there was nothing he could do.

"Oh, accident~. This is simple. I am the best at creating accidents. Do you see something on your feet?"

Karl nodded, saying that no one knows how to create an accident better than him.

Niali brushed her hair, opened the small mirror she carried with her, and the image at Harry's feet was reflected in the mirror. Then she retracted the mirror without changing her expression, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Karl still likes to tease people so much~...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Harry was a little puzzled, and looked down at his feet. A poisonous snake with a bowl-sized mouth was hissing and spitting out at his feet, and the stinky venom fell drop by drop on his trouser legs along the fangs.

"Hiss~ (Go away!)"

Harry yelled in horror, and this time the words were not human~...

The door of the secret room opened slowly, and a deep tunnel appeared in front of everyone. Carl nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and the poisonous snake at Harry's feet turned into a pile of gray stones~...

Harry leaned on the wall tremblingly, his legs were trembling and he could hardly walk, tears were about to fall. It was really exciting just now.

"You really know how to make accidents!"

Harry gritted his teeth tightly, his young heart suffered ten thousand points of real damage, who could bear it.

"No way, special measures must be taken in special times. I don't want to spend ten days and a half months in this secret room with only the statue of the old Slytherin ghost, and then passively wait for someone to rescue me. Wouldn't it be embarrassing~... ..."

Carl shrugged and replied indifferently.

There are ten thousand MMP words in Harry's mind at the moment, he doesn't know whether to say it or not, he is the only co-author, he can do whatever he wants, right?

If Karl had heard his heartfelt voice, he would have patted him on the shoulder earnestly and given an affirmative answer. Yes, that's right, you are a tool man, and I have already seduced Voldemort twice as a bait~...

"Let's go, Professor Dumbledore is still waiting for us! Don't keep him waiting!"

Carl waved his hand and closed the door of the gloomy and dark secret room behind him, dragged Lockhart and walked outside. To be honest, the air here is really not very good.

"Professor Dumbledore?! Is he back?"

Hearing this good news, Harry's legs immediately became soft, and he even exclaimed in surprise.