DNF Meets Harry Potter

The night sky is full of stars.

The staircase at the eighth floor of Hogwarts ’main castle, where Snape stood using the phantom spell had been waiting for a long time.

At the same time, the anger in his heart has also become more and more inflated, the **** little ghost time concept is simply too bad!

As he waited impatiently and was about to leave, a broom took a person with him and then landed firmly on the ground.

It is a difficult challenge for a road fan to climb the eighth floor on the non-stop changing stairs, or it is easy to go directly to heaven.

Seeing the Lord came, Snape took out his birch wand from the cloak and gently moved it towards his body. The phantom body curse was lifted, and his figure slowly appeared from the legs above the corridor.

With a tall, dark figure, and greasy mid-length hair draped over his shoulders, Snape appeared so straight in front of Carl, scared that he almost didn't get angry and fell directly under the broom of the Spirit of God. This scene is really terrifying, San is crazy.

"Mr. Harris, I think what you said last night was to meet you tonight, maybe I should develop a punctuality potion specifically for you." Snape said sarcastically.

"Good evening, Professor Snape. If I remember correctly, I said last night to join here tonight ... Oh no, I met. But I didn't say the specific time. Isn't it just night? "

Faced with Snape's cold words, Carl just smiled back. This expression can greatly confuse others.

"It seems that Mr. Harris, the last winner of today ’s fight, is in a good mood today. I just hope that you can keep up with my teaching progress later. After all, in my opinion, your underdeveloped brain is better than a monster. Not much. "Snape yelled back at Carl's slump.

"Professor Snape, I think you made a mistake." Carl pointed out Snape's question with a smile: "Humans, whether wizards or Muggle brains, are almost complete after they are seventeen. In addition, the monster The brain is only equivalent to the development of a three-year-old child. "

"I don't know why Mr. Harris chose the highest floor of Hogwarts to meet, so that we have to go down for a long time. Maybe Mr. Harris' brain may have been smashed by a big stick last night ..."

Snape had squeezed his wand tightly in his hand, and his anger had risen to the extreme. He had stood here like a sculpture since 7:30, and it was now 10:30 at night, maybe even Hagrid's big dog had entered Falling asleep, he was taunting Karl face-to-face here.

"Professor Snape, I don't want to go to your cold and damp cellar. It happens that there is a great place on the eighth floor."

"Professor Snape has been a professor at Hogwarts for so many years, I must have heard the legend of the request room."

"There is no hole coming from the wind, and the three holy objects are also real."

Karl said while walking, Snape followed him, suppressing his inner anger.

Soon, what appeared in the eyes of the duo was that nerd Barnabas training dwarf ballet ballet.

"This is the entrance."

After the introduction of Karl, he slowly closed his eyes, cleared all the confusion in his brain, and began to meditate.

"I need a place to practice spells ..."

After meditation, Carl walked back and forth three times in the corridor in front of the hanging felt.

Tribute to Salazar Slytherin's original idea of ​​building a house, perfect setting.

A smooth circular arch suddenly appeared in front of the two.

"Professor Snape, please come in. I hope you have brought the teaching materials ..."

Karl turned back and smiled at Snape, then he opened the door and walked in.

Snape looked at Carl's smile and wished that he would rush forward to tear his mouth now. Since Carl appeared, his life has never been better.

"Lily, everything is for Lily ..."

Snape comforted himself a little, and the black cloak pushed open the door and walked in.

Walked into the room where there was a request, according to Karl's mind was a ten-wide round room with many round targets and scarecrows, a heaven and a **** compared to the wet cellar of an old bat.

"Professor Snape, how does this place look? The place I am looking for does not have to be as bad as your cellar."

Saw Snape walk in, Carl said softly.

Looked at the bright room, the wide field and the many targets needed to practice the magic spell. Snape's mouth twitched, and he really didn't expect Carl to find the long-sought room of Hogwarts.

"Snape, now, please start your performance. Where do we start practicing?" Karl moved a chair with a floating mantra and sat down, facing Snape with a look of disgust. "Three big How about the unforgivable curse? I have been thinking about these three magics for a long time, especially Awada Suo Ming, I heard that it is very powerful. "

Then, in front of Carl. Snape, who was originally a dead face ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ turned into a cyan, and the corpse changed, just like the zombies in the zombie film.

Karl watched Snape's face change instantly, and moved the chair with some fear.

Maya, what should I do if Snape's body changed? Will you jump to bite later? I now how to do? Waiting online, quite urgently ...

After a while, Snape ’s blue face finally subsided. He said in his long greasy and dragging long voice: "Mr. Harris, do you know what you are talking about? I want to learn three in first grade. Big unforgivable curse? I think you might become Azkaban ’s smallest prisoner in history. "

"Oh ~, no. Before entering Azkaban, it is estimated that you will become a perverted lunatic and go to destruction by learning this top-notch black magic."

"Thanks to Professor Snape's reminder, but I think this level of black magic should not erode a little wizard with the blood of ancient elves."

"So, also ask Professor Snape to execute the contract as agreed ..."

Karl sat in his chair, closing his eyes to show that he had listened.

What kind of joke, what kind of calf.

If it is not necessary, Karl feels that he should give Snape a detailed account of the content contained in the dimensional walker mage profession.

Research endless dimensions, find truth in twisted reality, dare to look directly into the abyss, how can even a super magician who has signed a contract with alien creatures to become a dependent by a few black magic?

On the aspect of spiritual pollution, no one dares to disbelieve in the myth of the restraint myth, but even one of Nayaratutip ’s avatars, Nayari ’s dimensional practitioners of intensive dimensionality, can call you.

The three unforgivable curses? Far from it ...