DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Should, seem? That means someone did it?!"

Harry caught these words in Carl's language instantly, and the hope in his eyes grew brighter.

"There is only one, and it's still an incomplete resurrection, and in the end even his own life was taken." Carl sighed softly, but the inner drama was wonderful, "The only person in this world who has accomplished this feat The boss is lying in front of you right now..."

"Incomplete resurrection? What does that mean?"

Harry is completely stunned at the moment, isn't even the resurrection complete?

"Karl, what you want to talk about should be the legend of the three brothers?"

Ron gently revealed the mystery in Carl's words.

"What is the legend of the three brothers?" Harry was even more confused now.

"Since Ron knows, let's tell Harry." Seeing that Ron knew the story, Carl fortunately shut his mouth to save some effort. The power of the evil god's words is no joke.

Immediately afterwards, Ron told him the experience and situation of the three brothers in full, and asked Carl with some doubts: "Isn't this a fairy tale from "The Tales of Beedle the Poet"? When I was young, my mother still Tell me about it."

"Who told you that this is just a story, any legend must have a basis, okay?" Carl denied it disapprovingly, "Isn't Peverell's third brother's invisibility cloak in Harry's hands now?" ?”

"what?!"

"My invisibility cloak turned out to be a legendary Deathly Hallows?!"

Both of them exclaimed in unison.

"That's right, that invisibility cloak is a family heirloom of your Potter family. It has been preserved for thousands of years, and the magic fluctuations on it are still the same as before. How can the effect of ordinary invisibility cloaks be so long-lasting? It can only be obtained from the god of death." Only the Deathly Hallows made from the half cloak torn off from the body can do it."

Karl calmly revealed the truth hidden in history by the Invisibility Cloak.

"Give it up for now, Harry, there is absolutely no way in the wizarding world to resurrect people, not even the resurrection stone. That was originally a trap set by the God of Death, and it shouldn't exist in the world..."

Carl expressed that he was very tired, and he wanted to comfort Harry, a confused teenager, even though he was in such a miserable situation.

"Although I can't really resurrect, I know an ancient magic. If you really find the resurrection stone, you can still say a few words through the gate of the underworld. And because there is a gap between the gates of the underworld, the soul will not Those who become desperate and indifferent because of the rules of the world..."

Seeing Harry's frustrated expression, Carl couldn't help telling another lie. Although it was a deception, his conscience didn't feel any pain at all, after all, Professor Snape had already paid for it.

Although he has been so poor recently that he can't get rid of the pot, even the shampoo and shower gel have to buy low-quality products to live, and even Lily's gifts are cheeky to ask Lucius to borrow.

But Professor Snape felt that all of this was worth it...

Good-looking skins are the same, but interesting souls are one in a million.

Even if Lily changed her body, her inner complete soul remained the same. Not to mention that Clara's body is already hot.

...

After listening to Carl's comfort, Harry finally cheered up again. Compared with other families where heaven and man are separated forever, he feels that he is already considered lucky. After all, as long as he finds the resurrection stone, he still has the opportunity to say a few words with his deceased relatives.

After some twists and turns, Karl took a deep breath with relief, and finally got rid of these two annoying troublemakers, and then he could finally rest and recover a lot of San value.

It must be because I haven't recharged 70,000 recently, or else I wouldn't be so unlucky!

...

The final night of the Christmas holiday is quietly approaching under the stars.

Carl finished another day of tense magic sparring with Snape in the Response Room. After the raving of the evil god, his level of dimensional magic rose sharply. Although he still couldn't suppress Snape head-on, it also improved greatly.

Before the Mirror of Erised again, although Karl knew that everything was illusory, he still couldn’t help but come and take a look. The pictures in the mirror are changing every day, telling the past from another time and space.

"Carl, are you here again?"

"The pain of the past will only hold you back, and it's not cowardly to face reality with a smile..."

An old but extremely calm voice suddenly sounded in the dark and empty corridor.

Grass!

As soon as he heard this voice, Carl thought something was wrong, it was the voice of Old Glass, and he still caught his attention after all.

The next moment, Carl's Occlumency, which he had just learned from Snape, was in full swing. Looking back, Dumbledore, who was white-haired and bearded and dressed in a blue wizard robe, had already stood behind him at some point.

And at this moment, Lao Deng was also wondering, he came here specially for staying up in the middle of the night, of course it was not because he was bored. He wanted to come here to enlighten the little savior in the prophecy, but the savior didn't come after he came twice, instead he saw Karl every now and then. This is really a sad story.

And with Old Deng's level of concealment, maybe he doesn't want you to find out, even if Hogwarts stands straight in front of you, it's for nothing.

Today, he finally couldn't hold back his inner doubts, and decided to jump out to see which link went wrong.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore..."

Carl smiled awkwardly at Dumbledore.

"Good evening, Mr. Harris. I've seen you here a few times, do you know what kind of mirror this is?" Dumbledore said with an amiable smile.

"This is the Mirror of Erised..." Karl hesitated and then said.

"I've seen your eyes in the eyes of an old friend. It's about family members, right?"

Sure enough, Ginger was still hot, and Dumbledore easily read the truth from Carl's eyes.

"Yes~."

Karl scolded Old Deng in his heart for his sharp eyes, and then catered to his question.

"Then since you know it's the Mirror of Erised, you must also know its function. Ravenclaw students are always knowledgeable."

Dumbledore's slightly rolled blue eyes seemed puzzled.

"Many people know that some things are dangerous, but they still want to touch them. I'm just one of them, and the Mirror of Erised may not be too dangerous in my eyes..."

Carl quietly gave the answer.

"So that's the case, can't you let go of the past?"

Dumbledore muttered to himself, seeming to recall the scene when he broke with his brother.

"The past is nostalgic, but the future is also fascinating. I have seen too many people who have sunk into illusion and survived. I don't want you to be one of them."

Dumbledore started to talk about chicken soup for the soul, and inadvertently mentioned that he also saw Harry twice in front of the mirror, but why he didn't come.

Carl, on the other hand, realistically told him how he comforted the confused boy.

Dumbledore was stunned instantly, what kind of operation is this? Pulling others out, but getting stuck in yourself?

In fact, what he doesn't know is that Karl just wants to look at the past a few more times, and his future still has a long way to go...

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