DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

Harry's face was full of determination, and he pointed his wand at the puppet. Visible to the naked eye, deep bone marks began to appear on the puppet's body.

Carl was sitting on the sofa next to him, cracking melon seeds, watching with great interest as Harry waved his wand and chanted spells to cut the puppet into pieces.

In his opinion, Harry's talent for magic spells is still very strong. The magic of Shenfeng Wuying was specially developed by the old bat, and its difficulty is actually not much lower than that of the Patronus Charm.

It's just that the latter's emotional requirements are too high. Without strong magical attainments, it is easy to lose the chain when facing an extremely evil black magic creature like a dementor.

"Very well, it seems that you have initially mastered this magic! Then I think we can proceed to the next step!"

Carl put down the melon seeds in his hand, and with a slight smile on his face, he gently raised the purple diamond-shaped crystal in his hand.

"Wait...wait a while, let me take a rest first..."

Harry gasped heavily when he heard these words. He was already sweating profusely after waving his wand for a long time. The crystal sweat dripped down his cheeks like rain, and his originally messy hair was pressed down.

"It's just a small thing!"

Karl shook his head, then put his left hand behind his back, and a yellow-orange, irregular stone suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand. He stepped forward and took out his wand and lightly tapped it on Harry's arm, and the power of time was activated instantly.

Back in time!

The drops of sweat on his cheeks disappeared quickly, and the magic power that was about to be exhausted quickly recovered at an extremely unreasonable speed. In just a few seconds, Harry felt as if he had never used any magic just now. The whole body is full of strength.

"Ah this!" Feeling the drastic changes in his body, Harry couldn't help exclaiming. He put down his wand and touched his sweat-soaked back, but he could only feel the silky feeling from his clothes, and the sticky feeling just now disappeared suddenly.

"Then are you ready now? If you are, then we can start now!

You know, I have taken all the electives, so I am very busy! Especially the papers for Arithmancy and Muggle Studies due tomorrow morning! "

Of course Karl knew the power of the Philosopher's Stone, so he said it calmly.

Listening to Carl's words, Harry straightened his expression and buried the shock in his heart, then he put his wand on his chest and nodded solemnly.

"Very good! I've said all I need to say. So now... let's practice, boy! I'll keep an eye on you!

The magic power consumed by Shenfeng Wuying is not too much. If you use it properly, you can definitely repel most of the dementors by yourself! "

Carl smiled in satisfaction. In order not to affect the performance of the dementor, he waved his wand to disappear the sofa he was lying on before, and then slowly stepped back a few steps, standing in an inconspicuous corner of the room.

You know he is very strict!

"Get ready, start!"

A purple crystal refracted a mesmerizing light under the chandelier on the central ceiling of the Room of Requirement. The next moment, a cloud of black mist burst out from it, and a cold atmosphere began to gradually pervade the room.

For a moment, Harry only felt that the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees, and there were even faint frost condensations on the corners of the walls. The originally warm and bright candles were constantly shaking in the cold wind...

In the Room of Response, which is independent from another space, the chandelier on the ceiling that provided warm light flickered twice and then fell silent. The black mist gradually spread towards his feet, and the breath of death surged into his heart unstoppably. .

Harry gritted his teeth and stared at the cloud of black mist, his hand holding his wand trembling, and under his gaze, the cloud quickly formed a dementor wearing a tattered cloak with an aura of annihilation. .

The rhomboid crystal had floated back into Carl's hands at some point, and he was leaning against the corner and watching Harry's next actions with a smile on his face.

Seeing the look of encouragement in Carl's eyes, Harry took a deep breath and continued to cheer himself up from the bottom of his heart. He raised his wand tremblingly, but his wrists kept shaking.

He originally thought that he had preliminarily controlled the powerful magic spell of Shenfeng Wuying, and he should have the power to fight against the last dementor, but it was only when he faced it again that he realized how terrifying this monster was. !

Harry swallowed nervously, and the hand holding the wand was dripping with sweat. He stared at the chaotic dementor that had just been released by Karl, and kept making psychological hints to himself.

"Come on, Harry! You can do it. It only takes one blow to cut this monster in half!"

At this time, the dementor has also woken up. In its perception, Harry in front of him is continuously releasing delicious food, and maybe it may taste the most delicious soul this time~... …

Seeing the delicious food close at hand, the dementor let out a piercing howl excitedly, opened his skinny palm like a zombie, and the tattered cloak behind him was blown by a gust of wind, and his body leaned forward slightly, like a The ghost who was only looking for his life rushed towards Harry like a ghost.

Harry saw the weird and terrifying face of the dementor was already close to him, and a chill instantly rushed from the soles of his feet to the sky, which made his nervous thoughts a lot less.

At a critical juncture, there is no room for carelessness.

The spell that had been practiced dozens or hundreds of times before appeared in Harry's mind instantly, and without any hesitation, Harry subconsciously swung his wand violently.

"Sectumsempra! (Shenfengwuying)"

Under the guidance of the spell, the magic power turned into a void blade capable of tearing everything apart, and the air was cut to make a chi-chi sound. Under this blow, a corner of the black robe on the dementor and part of its haggard body were broken strangely It collapsed into a churning black mist on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, Harry saw the dementor rushing towards him cover the part where Shenfeng Wuying had just passed by with its scabbed, mummified hand, and a horrific howl came from the other's hollow body. issued from the mouth.

Obviously, even a terrifying black magic creature like a dementor can feel what pain is. And Harry's sharp attack of Shenfeng Wuying made it suffer.

And Harry, who had been predetermined by himself as food, even gave him a ruthless bite before he died, which made the dementors furious!

It immediately decided that when it sucks Harry's soul out later, it must make him feel the power of the most terrifying punishment in the world!