DNF Meets Harry Potter

"The battle is over, it takes 25 seconds, the score is SSS, the perfect level, and a chance to flop is rewarded."

The system's cold electronic synthesis sound followed, and eight exquisite golden cards appeared in Carl's mind in two rows.

Anyway, the operation of flopping all depends on such illusory things as character and face. Carl just randomly picked one.

"Congratulations to the host for getting Celia's Transformation Potion x 4."

Listening to the system's broadcast, Carl's memory began to return to the time when he struggled to brush the second spine in four minutes before. Transformed into Celia, smashing Rotes' dog's head in seconds.

Yes, that's right. It was this thing that gave him a very objective understanding of Celia's combat effectiveness. President Luo of the second spine was directly taken away by the attacking Celia.

I really don't know why she was bullied by a few goblins in the first place. This is neither science nor magic.

Item name: Celia's Transformation Potion,

Quality: Inheritance,

Effective time: fifteen minutes,

Introduction to special items: The special potion extracted by Seria himself. The user can transform into Seria within the effective time, switch between the two forms of Seria's attack and support at will, and use its unique magic.

Big killer, really a big killer. Karl, who was a little uncertain at first, couldn't help laughing after seeing the properties of the potion.

Yin Yin, who had failed in the summoning just now and brought out a ghoul, and it took him a lot of effort to kill him, was instantly in a good mood.

The result this time confirmed his theorem that the stronger the enemy, the better the thing he turned over.

After looking around the Room of Response, making sure he didn't leave any trace behind. Carl turned the doorknob lightly, opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the incomparably bright stars in the night sky outside the window, Carl remembered that Harry and the others were going to send Norbert away tonight, and he seemed to have forgotten to remind them that Malfoy would come to eavesdrop...

"Oh, may Merlin bless you not to be caught by Professor McGonagall because of Malfoy's tipping off tonight..."

Quietly gloating in his heart, Carl walked along the corridor to the bedroom.

"Wait, at this time, it seems that Quirrell is going to do something to hunt unicorns. Since the blood of a baby Norwegian Ridgeback is not good, try using the blood of an adult unicorn, maybe it will work?"

Thinking of this, Carl immediately turned around and walked towards the Forbidden Forest. Anyway, the unicorn should be dead at this time, so it shouldn’t be a problem to get some blood by himself. Anyway, Voldemort is responsible for it, and he is afraid of a hammer.

If you really run into Quirrell who is possessed by Voldemort, don't be afraid. With Celia's transformation potion in hand, Carl is very confident now. He was really in a hurry, and there were tons of tons of transformations on the scene immediately, ensuring that Voldemort would experience the fear of being dominated by the apostle's power.

Illusion Curse, a little helper for night tours, you deserve it...

Applying a disillusionment spell, Karl rushed directly to the Forbidden Forest. Unicorn... Nayari, wait for me!

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The Forbidden Forest shrouded in darkness at midnight is becoming more and more eerie. Owls and crows screaming from time to time add a bit of horror to this forbidden place full of dangers for Hogwarts students. .

However, this is nothing to Carl, no matter how terrifying it is, how can it be as terrifying as that ugly ghoul? The ghoul that frightened Karl can't even find the wreckage now, maybe it is floating in some mysterious dimension.

Numerous towering trees stood beside Carl, and some huge ferns and weeds were distributed in various bushes. This was Karl's first time entering the Forbidden Forest, and he felt as if he had stepped into a primeval forest.

However, the danger of the forbidden forest is far greater than that of the virgin forest. There are many magical creatures whose intelligence is not inferior to that of human beings inhabiting here, and they are extremely powerful. For example, unicorns and centaur tribes. And many plants with strong predatory nature are also disguised as ordinary ferns, quietly waiting for the prey to come to the door, and then give a precise and fatal blow.

In the eyes of these terrifying plant hunters, the devil's net arranged by Professor Sprout is not even a younger brother, as long as he keeps moving, he can get rid of it, and he is very afraid of light and heat.

Karl recalls reading about the dangers of the Forbidden Forest in the spellbook. The footsteps moved forward gently, not because he was afraid. Instead, try to avoid trouble if you can. Today, he came with a clear purpose. The unicorn's blood was more important to him now than anything else.

With his current strength, it is quite difficult to kill a unicorn solo, maybe he needs to be resurrected. The fighting power of this pure and flawless top-level magical creature of light is definitely comparable to that of the top-level dragons, not to mention that unicorns generally live in groups and call for companions. single unicorn.

Seduction perhaps?

While walking and thinking, Carl was also paying attention to the changes in the surrounding scenery.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up. A small puddle of silver-white mysterious liquid glistens under the moonlight, exuding an intoxicating brilliance.

Carl took three steps in parallel, quickly walked to the pool of mysterious liquid, squatted down, stretched out a finger, dipped it in front of his nose and smelled it.

It's this kind of pleasure like taking drugs! Unicorn Blood, yes, yes!

The pure and flawless unicorn blood does not tolerate any filth, even if it drips on the ground, it is not stained with a speck of dust.

When Karl waved his right hand lightly, the small pool of silver-white blood was immediately led into the air by him. Then Karl flicked his wrist, and a beautiful glass bottle appeared in his hand. When he's done collecting, close the lid. The volume of liquid accounts for less than a quarter of the bottle.

Looking at the silver light shining from time to time in front of him under the moonlight, Carl smiled slightly, rejoicing that he was lucky enough to find the right direction.

Following the direction of the silver light, Carl gradually accelerated. If it's too late, maybe the unicorn will be sucked dry by Voldemort, so there's no point for him.

As Karl got deeper, the trees in front of him became denser and the road became more rugged.

Finally, he found what he wanted to see in front of a tree hole.

A pure white unicorn fell to the ground, covered in silver blood.

It doesn't struggle anymore because it has been dead for a long time.

And a humanoid creature covered in a black cloak bit the unicorn's neck, sucking its blood, in order to obtain the life force contained in it.

As for the details of killing a unicorn, its blood will contain a curse, which has long been abandoned by it. A wizard who would do such a thing is often already facing a life-and-death crisis, and his life is almost gone, so why are he afraid of the curse?

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