DNF Meets Harry Potter

Karl watched Slytherin's abyss tightly, and with a click, the huge stone face of Slytherin moved.

The broken stone fell to the ground, and at the same time his mouth opened wider and bigger, and finally formed a huge channel.

"Are you willing to come out?"

Carl murmured to himself, and snapped his fingers. A dark blue diamond-shaped shield shrouded him. No matter what level of battle it is, it is always right to set yourself a shield to reduce damage.

There was a rustling in the corridor with the sound of violent friction getting clearer from far to near, it seemed that something was crawling from the inside out in anger.

Karl closed his eyes again. The Basilisk's glaring was not a joke. He didn't want to use it once. At the same time, the transformation was completed in an instant, and the school uniform suddenly turned into a moon-white robe. A little starlight spread around in the dark room, and the golden staff was unknown when he had appeared behind him.

"Dimensional ion beam!"

He clenched his left hand violently, and the purple dimensional stone shattered into his body. A terrifying dimension magic beam condenses in his hands, and Karl is not interested in waiting for the basilisk to crawl out and then carry out the 1v1 Imperial City PK. It is the last word to give him a ruthless first!

Through the instinctively sensed body instinct, even with his eyes closed, he also clearly saw the appearance of the basilisk in front of him. The whole body was full of green and scaly scales like old tree bark growing on its body, which was very deterrent. A bunch of scarlet-colored crested crests fluttering on the flat head.

When the basilisk crawled out of the long tunnel, Carl's fierce magic had arrived. The dreaded dimensional light beam hit its head fiercely, knocking it out, and the powerful tearing attribute attached to the dimensional power broke the scale armor of its head, and a wailing wailing came from its big mouth.

There was a venom flowing down the sharp teeth like a bayonet, which shocked Karl for a while, and this one came down, no matter who you were.

The painful basilisk immediately chose to fight back in anger. It suddenly turned the snake's head, and the long tail swept a huge wind in the air, drawing towards the person who had just attacked it. The two yellow vertical pupils as huge as light bulbs are particularly striking in the dark.

Carl gently raised his hand, and under the spell of ten thousand bullets, a piece of head-sized gravel generated by the ultimate blast was flying on the platform, and then suddenly accelerated to make a harsh piercing sound in the air and greeted That thick snake tail.

The sound of the broken stone sounded again, and the dust in the sky choked Karl for a while, but the magic didn't even break its scale armor.

"Soul shock!"

The golden staff slammed down on the ground, the invisible magic waves spread out, and the basilisk had just broken the ten thousand bullets and was about to turn his head and flutter. The brain twitched and a sudden pain struck. There was a huge impact on its soul-as if someone had hit it hard with a hammer, which caused its just-jumped body to fall heavily on the ground with a dull sound.

"Dimension · Fall!"

A huge box came down from the sky, hitting its body, and then exploded. The flames began to wreak havoc in the Chamber of Secrets, and the gritty scale armor of the Basilisk could not bear such damage.

"Hiss ~!"

A scream of stern reverberates in the secret room. This is a basilisk whose body has been slightly injured and roars.

Since the last time Voldemort called it, it has been sleeping too long. After the call 50 years ago, it has been waiting for the next call. Unfortunately, this time it wasn't the next heir's call, but a magician who wanted it old.

The basilisk was angry when he left the ground. After waiting for a thousand years, he finally had a chance to come out fifty years ago. He even glared a little wizard beautifully. While falling into a deep sleep, it also fancied that the heir would not let him wait too long.

But who thought that this time it was an unreasonable attack ...

It stretched the upper body high into the air, while the lower body was circling in a ball, with two eyes like light bulbs staring tightly at Carl, who was brewing the next magic.

The scariest thing about the basilisk is to stare at someone and die, even Voldemort Dumbledore's wizard is no exception. But now the most powerful killer has no threat to Karl at all, and his true combat power will not be weakened even with his eyes closed.

Therefore, after staring for a long time and discovering that the original ability to eat did not play any role, the Basilisk directly rushed towards Karl, and its huge body was able to stay in the wind even if it was fighting against an adult dragon. Not to mention human wizards.

A wizard like this can kill dozens of them at once. The Basilisk dreamed of crushing Karl into a patty and then swallowing it in his stomach. Only in this way can he relieve his hatred!

"Ancient Magic Book!"

Looking at the basilisk that was rushing towards him, Carl's eyes were cold, and the magic that had been brewing for a long time was finally completed ~ www.readwn.com ~ Half of the old magic book floated high with his chant, standing on his head On, constantly turning the page. There were black thorns breaking through the hard ground, and blooming black roses, winding around the extremely large body of the basilisk.

Entangled with unknown plants, the Basilisk twisted his body anxiously. The broken black thorns quickly turned into nutrients to nourish the other branches. The roses opened more and more diffusely, and each looked like crystal drops of water. Falling on the scales of its body, there was green smoke rising, and a rotten breath began to haunt the secret room. At the same time, the sharp spikes continue to break through the Basilisk, wanting to take root in it.

From above the inexplicable thorns, the basilisk felt the threat of death, and it began to twist more and more crazily, trying to break free. How can the dark magic inherited from the goddess of the moon be so easy to get rid of?

"Life draws!"

The magic book above Karl's head turned faster and faster, while at the same time the thorns continued to wither and turned into black ashes scattered on the ground. And the black rose rooted on the cockscomb at this moment finally matured after absorbing all the life of branches and basilisks!

"Finally waiting for you ..."

Carl grinned, this time the biggest harvest may be this black rose.

Item Name: Flower of Life Rose

Rarity: Artifact

Special Item Introduction: The flower of evil cultivated by drawing a lot of vitality with horror black magic, whether it is used for cursing or sacrifice to please some great existence is a good choice ...

Ps life blooms on the battlefield, the seeker of black magic has always been alone ...

As the flower of life matures, the endless black thorns have completed their mission, all turned into ashes ...