DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Even if you give me such a terrible thing, you don't want it."

Carl pouted, looking very disinterested in the Philosopher's Stone.

After hearing Carl's explanation of the Philosopher's Stone, Snape's face was a little gloomy. He didn't expect the side effects of the Philosopher's Stone to be so serious.

"Then why does the Dark Lord still try to get the Philosopher's Stone?"

Snape spoke slowly, his face full of suspicion.

"With Voldemort's magical attainments, he can use the Philosopher's Stone to drain Quirrell's life force and then reshape a physical body. This is not difficult for him. The law followed by the Philosopher's Stone is equivalent exchange. As for the object of exchange , hum~..."

Karl said with a smirk, Dumbledore always has his own bottom line no matter how he calculates, and Voldemort has always loved him alone from beginning to end. Quirrell? It's just a tool, and it can be discarded after use. Ever since he met Voldemort in the Albanian forest, he was doomed to end badly.

If you successfully get the Philosopher's Stone, you will be immediately drained by Voldemort and start the resurrection ceremony. If you fail, what's the point? Nature is a dead end. He doesn't have more than N lives like Tom.

This is definitely a gift proposition!

"Okay, Professor Snape. Don't talk to me about what you have. Let's talk about the terms now. If you can't pay enough, I don't want to go into this mess. The last time I fought with Voldemort I almost lost half of my life in one game, and this time it is probably more dangerous, Voldemort will definitely do his best for the Philosopher's Stone."

Carl took out a chocolate frog from his pocket and put it in his mouth, looking indifferent.

"One Thousand Gold Galleons!"

Snape threw his chip with a dark face.

"Professor Snape, the enemy this time is the Dark Lord. I want to fight him with real swords and guns. It's only a thousand Galleons. Are you sending beggars away?"

The corner of Carl's mouth twitched slightly, he didn't believe that Snape could only take out a thousand gold Galleons.

"two thousand!"

"not enough……"

Carl still shook his head.

"Buy it now, three thousand Galleons."

Carl set the final price with a smile, he had already guessed Snape's limit.

"it is good!"

Snape gritted his teeth and agreed, and at the same time he was already thinking about how many potions he would have to make and how long he would have to eat cornbread to pay off the huge debts he had carried.

He stretched out his hand into the wizard's robe, and that hand was trembling slightly. Karl's move was really cutting his flesh and bleeding his blood.

"Got it, Mr. Harris!"

Suppressing the severe pain in his heart, Snape ruthlessly threw a money bag towards Carl's face.

But Karl caught it firmly, and after a little bit of mental strength probed inside, he counted the number.

Now that the deal was done, it was time to leave, and Snape, who had just had his flesh cut off, had to be given some personal space. After all, the old bat wouldn't kindly keep him here for dinner. On the contrary, he wished he could swallow Carl alive right now.

He stood up and was about to leave. The old bat's place was dark and damp. If he didn't think that there might be leeks cutting this time, he wouldn't want to come here.

Putting away the money bag in his hand, Carl just opened the door and was about to leave, when Snape's voice came again, and upon hearing this voice, Carl knew that Snape was going to be out of breath after all.

Although Snape couldn't compete with Karl in terms of means, it was after all a series of reasons caused by unequal information and some handles that Karl had tightly grasped.

Although you can't take advantage of it, you must not lose your momentum. After all, in this huge Hogwarts, when it comes to trolling people, Snape dares to be the first, but no one dares to be the second.

"Mr. Harris, I want to ask you a question..."

Snape's voice sounded emotionless.

Carl smiled slightly, turned his head, and asked softly, "Does Professor Snape have anything else to do?"

Although the picture is extremely harmonious in the eyes of others, the contest between the two has already begun.

The relationship between the two of them is so simple, direct and sincere. I cheat you money frankly, you scold me frankly, and then I continue to scam you after cursing frankly, and you still Without the slightest resistance...

"Professor Snape, do you know? I just like the way you can't get used to me but can't get rid of me, and you have to beg me with Galleon afterwards. You were so handsome at that moment... "

Carl gently closed the door and sat back again. Today, he wanted to let Snape know how terrifying his talent in language was when his parents were still alive in Zaun for thirty years.

Snape's brain defense technique was running crazily to eliminate distracting thoughts, and his iconic mocking smile was slowly outlined.

"I have to say that Mr. Harris is really good at defrauding money. I suggest you cooperate with Lockhart after graduation. The two of you will be a very compatible partner. Lockhart's heart is dark." Yes, but you and I probably don't have such a thing, it's a match made in heaven..."

What Snape said didn't affect Carl's mood at all, and in fact there was nothing wrong with what he said. Because he has lost something like heart for a long time, about three years. Since he chose to become a magician three years ago, there has been no such thing for a long time. The eye of darkness replaced the position of the heart, providing him with an endless source of magic power and an immortal body against the sky.

"Professor Snape is overrated. You are right. I really don't have a heart. But without a heart, there will be no pain. I feel that this state is quite suitable for me. And I didn't have any ulterior motives when I took your money." You feel guilty. Let me mention one more thing, not only do I have no heart, but even when I cut it, it is black~..."

"And I didn't force you or lie to you. The proposals between you and me are all fair transactions witnessed under the contract and unbreakable spell."

Carl's answer was impeccable, and he snapped back in an instant.

After hearing what Carl said, Snape said that he almost died of a myocardial infarction on the spot. Listen, is this a human language?

He really has never seen such an operation that directly admits that he has no conscience, and then turns back. He, Snape, has been trolling people at Hogwarts for so many years, and sometimes even the headmaster Dumbledore was speechless by him. Today, he was strangled by Karl in his best field. the throat of fate.

"If Professor Snape is really so stubborn, then I hope you won't bring Gallon to beg me next time."

Carl looked at Snape, who was speechless as if his throat was stuck, and said disdainfully. At the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart that what he said was so forceful.

"What's the matter, Professor Snape, have you nothing to say?"

"Finally, let me tell you that the world never rewards those who obey the rules. What everyone is fighting for is how to break the rules with high efficiency and low risk, just like me."

"Although I know that you really want to hit me now, but you can't. And this is exactly the charm of this sentence. It will not tear your face with you, but it can make you feel uncomfortable, and at the same time let you give me the money obediently. "

"If you don't understand, then you will understand after being tricked by me twice in the future."

After saying the last sentence, Carl glanced indifferently at Snape who was obviously crazy to hit him but Snape left the cellar.

He still has another idea in his mind now, that is to wait for Quirrell to come back and trap a wave of Voldemort...

Thanks to the book friends who are disobedient for the reward of 100 starting coins, and thank you book friend Shu Huangqiu for the reward of 100 starting coins (ω)(._.`)