DNF Meets Harry Potter

"There's something wrong with you, brat!"

The red-haired young man stared dumbfounded at Karl, who looked at the mirror with great disdain and began to fiddle with the bow-like bandage on his forehead. Even though his face was extremely pale and his hands were still trembling due to the pain, he unexpectedly showed a little bit of blood. Come on with perseverance.

Then he looked at the boy in disbelief and nodded slightly. Carl showed a bright smile: "Hey, what do you mean? Why am I wrong? Then what do you think I should say? Do you want to hear the truth or not?" lie?"

"Tsk, is this how you treat your savior?" The red-haired young man grinned, showing some interest on his face, "I'd like to hear if you can come up with some wisecracks ~..."

"Tsk~, thank you so much! I owe you my life. From now on, if you need any help, just ask me. I will definitely do my best!"

Carl pouted shyly, and smiled shyly. After the red-haired young man showed a smile, he immediately changed his subject: "But in fact, nothing will happen to me without you. But it's so hard, the kind that even the god of death can't take it away! If you didn't break my protective spell, I should quietly recover my mental strength now!"

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"The god of death can't take it away? If you were really that powerful, you wouldn't be so miserable and passed out on the side of the road after being hunted down by the Holy See~..." The red-haired young man pulled the corners of his mouth. He felt that he was already narcissistic enough, but he didn't expect There are even stronger players in the strong.

"Holy See? What Holy See?" Karl scratched his head and asked with some doubts. At the same time, he thought something was wrong. Did he travel to the Middle Ages because of the turbulence of time and space?

The red-haired youth easily broke the magic he had arranged before, and he was a little surprised when he saw his wand just now, but he was still expected, it was obvious that he was a wizard just like himself. And only in that crazy era would there be a scene where the Holy See hunts down wizards.

"Didn't you meet those damned knights? That would be strange. Don't tell me that Muggles did this injury, right?" The red-haired young man was a little surprised, and then said half-jokingly.

After speaking, he realized that there was something wrong with his tone. Although this brat's tone was narcissistic and he didn't want to be beaten, no matter how mature he was, he was still a child. During his sleepy day, he always babbled indistinctly, accompanied by soft hums of enduring severe pain.

He kept chanting a name called Naiyali, which was a feminine name, presumably it should be his older sister or younger sister.

Now it seems that I am afraid that I have been poisoned by the mad dogs of the Holy See!

"It has nothing to do with you!" Carl spit out a sentence abruptly, thinking of the previous life and death struggle, a chill flashed in his eyes, and then dimmed, replaced by endless worries.

『It took my life to blow myself up. As expected of the superior independent race, it’s terrifying. I don’t know what’s going on with Niyari~......』

The boy clenched his fists violently, thinking that one day he would be ashamed to meet those mad dogs again!

Although he deserves a beating, this is a strong kid. He can bury his sorrow and pain deeply in his heart. One day, he will definitely become a powerful wizard!

The red-haired young man secretly observed the ever-changing expression on Carl's face, and made an evaluation that he thought was very high. He was born in a pure-blood family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and as the only heir of the family, he would never be fooled by his sincerity.

"By the way, what's your name? My name is Godric Granger...Gryffindor~..."

After hesitating for a while, the red-haired young man hesitated but still said his name - when he first ventured out of the family, his mother had repeatedly warned him not to say his name, especially his surname casually outside, In case of inexplicable dark wizard curses and persecution of stupid Muggles.

But~, this brat should be fine, right? I am his savior!

"Huh? You just said what your name is, can you repeat it again?!"

Karl was carelessly tidying up the folds of the rough linen clothes on his body. Suddenly, a strange name came to his ears, which made him wonder if the power of time and space poured into his ears when he traveled through time and space, causing him to also appear. What's wrong, now I have some auditory hallucinations.

"Hey! Brat, you must have heard of my name, right? I am a great adventurer, half of this continent has left my footprints!

Listen, I don't want to repeat myself, my name is Godric Gryffindor! This name will definitely be recorded in the history books in the future! "

The red-haired young man was extremely satisfied with Carl's reaction. He flicked his bangs rather narcissistically, and said smugly.

"Sorry, you misunderstood me again!" Carl has been in this world for so many years, when has he ever seen someone who is more narcissistic than him? Even though it might really be Godric Gryffindor himself

All the pretenders like Voldemort and Snape knelt down, how could he bear this situation?

"I really didn't hear clearly, and you, a great adventurer, are so picky that you can't even take out a better dress~..."

Carl thought for a while and added something, then rubbed the linen clothes on his body, making a rustling sound, and gave him a look of disdain.

Although he was a little surprised by his real identity, he must not lose the chain at this time, and must not show weakness in the duel of pretending to be monsters.

Gryffindor's smile froze on his face, this kid's mouth is really sharp, it's almost oily and salty!

"This is already the smallest size of clothes I found, besides, what kind of children's clothes should I bring as an adventurer?"

After standing for so long, his legs were also sore, and he sat on the stone bed dug out by magic just now and looked at Karl in disbelief.

"You have to understand that you are a wizard, so what is your magic for?"

The corner of Karl's mouth twitched. This excitement made his brain dizzy for a while, and he almost suffered from hypoglycemia. Because he died once, the dark eye in his heart is extremely weak now. Not only is there no magic power left, but his body is also extremely weak. , the state is simply extremely bad.

Only now did he understand that although the passive immortality brought by the embodied Dark Eye has no grades, with his current magical attainments, he simply cannot reach the level of infinite resurrection. Living.

Unless, after completing three awakenings, stepping over the level of life step by step...

Voidwalker, Chaoswalker, Master of Time and Space...