DNF Meets Harry Potter

"So what?!" Lockhart laughed wildly as he saw the handwriting suddenly changing in midair, "Just like Dumbledore, sometimes we don't have so many choices.

If I hadn't been the only one applying for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship this year, would he have chosen me?

I want more fame, he needs a professor urgently! We coincide with each other, but we are just using each other! "

Karl frowned: "You are really seeking wealth and wealth! But..."

"That's right~, that's right! This is just a process of mutual use. Originally, I just wanted to hang around for a year, and then leave with my new book and the accumulated popularity..."

Lockhart was very excited and interrupted Carl's words. He looked extremely excited, and his whole body was shaking constantly.

"But it's because of you~! You know what, Carl? Ever since you handed me that wand, I can't help myself~...

How sweet is the pleasure of immersing in power~... You are so special, you can fight evenly with Snape in the second year, and it took me more than ten years to practice the Oblivion Curse to such a degree in your hands. Easy, master the essence in just a few hours!

But not everyone has the noble blood of ancient elves like you! Compared with you, I am so mediocre. If I don't rely on some special means, I will never be able to reach the real upper level of the magic world! "The crazy Lockhart is so hysterical.

"Special means? Cooperate with Voldemort and rely on black magic to plunder the life force of innocent little wizards! Is this your special means? How ridiculous!"

Carl suddenly sneered, Lockhart's words were not for himself.

"I just said, if you don't want to help me, I have no choice!

Everything before is just a castle in the air, you know all my secrets, you can collapse it in just a moment, and I... want to turn all of these into reality! ! ! "

Lockhart lowered his head, and seemed to calm down a little after pouring out his true thoughts deep in his heart.

"So? Did Tom give you the strength to match these things? Just rely on your "split" who can only punch a finger hole? Stop kidding yourself!"

Karl shook his head in disdain, and at the same time drew the distance between the two closer.

"No no no~...

Relying on these alone is of course not enough, and some external force is also needed. Did you forget it? Tom taught me Parseltongue! This ancient language has complete control over one of the world's most powerful magical creatures... the Basilisk!

Hiss~... (Talk to me, Slytherin - the greatest of the Hogwarts Big Four!)"

Lockhart looked up, his eyes filled with a dangerous light. He turned around, hissing, and the Slytherin statue matched his movements perfectly, and he was suddenly excited, and opened his arms for the arrival of the basilisk.

But after waiting for a long time, there was only this movement, and he didn't even see the shadow of the basilisk.

He tried again without giving up, still the same.

"Just now I wondered how the secret room was so clean when I walked in. All the stone sculptures that I broke that day have been restored. It seems that it should be Tom's handwriting. It should be the first time you have come to this secret room, so it seems Tom I lied to you again~.

Ever since he escaped from me, I immediately came to the secret room to slaughter that ugly monster, tsk...I still remember its screams before dying..."

At this moment, Carl didn't want to listen to Lockhart's nonsense anymore, he raised his hand. The power belonging to the dimension came from all directions, imprisoning Lockhart's whole body in an instant.

"As expected of a talented person who has written so many bestsellers, your storytelling is really good, with a strong style of cannibalism. Now, tell me, where is Tom Riddle now?"

Carl arrived in front of Lockhart in an instant, and he took out his wand again, the tip of the wand glowed with a faint green light, which was the harbinger of the activation of the Avada Kedavra curse. He put his wand on Lockhart's chin, just like Snape's upper body, his face became extremely gloomy...

Lockhart swallowed hard, knowing it was the Avada Kedavra.

"Don't kill me! I say! I say!

He once said that you are too terrifying, even if he is resurrected, he probably can't beat you. So he has been planning something. I don’t know from which day, a rusty crown suddenly appeared in my drawer. He looked at that thing as if he was looking at food...

He must be resurrecting by absorbing the power of that thing in the room on the eighth floor that can change at will according to his thoughts! "

Facing the threat of death, Lockhart sold Tom without hesitation, no matter how to ensure his own safety is the most important thing!

"The crown of Ravenclaw? Tom, do you think you can defeat me by absorbing the power of the crown?

That’s good, we’ll solve it together this time, so we’ll save trouble in the future…”

Karl muttered to himself, and raised his wand again.

"You promised that you won't kill me as long as I tell you everything! You can't break your word!"

Lockhart yelled in horror, this is a secret room, even if he dies, no one will know, and now he can only pray that Carl can keep his promise and let him go.

"I'm not Tom Riddle, of course I keep my word." After getting the definite answer, Carl sneered, watching Lockhart, who was relieved and relieved, changed his subject: "But, I just agreed to stay. Once you die, you may have to wear it in Azkaban for a long time..."

"Azkaban?! No, I don't want to go to Azkaban!"

Lockhart yelled even more horrified. He wanted to write an autobiography about subduing dementors, so he even went to Azkaban to investigate, of course he knew how powerful it was.

"I'm sorry, if it wasn't for you, Hogwarts has caused so many troubles this year, so you can't help it!" Carlson smiled, showing his white teeth, "Forget everything!"

The milky white magic light instantly hit Lockhart who was imprisoned by the power of the dimension and had no power to resist. His body twitched violently, and then his eyelids closed and he passed out.

This guy knows a lot of things that he shouldn't know, and it will inevitably be leaked when the Ministry of Magic tries it. It is absolutely impossible for Karl to let this happen. So... forgetting is the true meaning!

...

On the eighth floor of the main castle of Hogwarts, Room of Response.

On an old diary, black mist rose into the sky, gradually condensing and outlining a human figure, which gradually became substantive bones and skin.

The green robe began to extend from his body, and the whole person was covered in a black membrane. The next second, the membrane suddenly shattered, and a handsome boy about fifteen or sixteen years old walked out of it, and looked down at his newborn. body, a satisfied smile was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

On the wooden table in front of him, a tattered and rusty crown also changed suddenly. The brown-red and turquoise rust began to fall off, revealing the original appearance of the crown. In the middle, a gorgeous sapphire is emitting a fascinating light to the surrounding~...

He put the crown on, and took out a wand from his sleeve, holly wood, phoenix tail feathers, eleven inches long~, it was Harry Potter's wand!

In this world, in a battle between two wizards of the same strength, if one of them loses their wand, the outcome can basically be declared, even for a great wizard who has completely controlled spellcasting without a wand.

Even when Karl encounters an opponent, although his magic is all rubbed with his hands, no matter if it is the Leap of God or Lucia's resentment, he must always use it to provide a bonus, otherwise the damage will not be enough.

Tom Riddle is the past Voldemort, where's the wand? The wand that matched him was in Lao Fu's hands at the moment. Although he couldn't use it now, it didn't prevent him from hiding it and putting it away so that he could make a comeback later.

Using someone else's wand will more or less lead to repulsion, or even backlash. Um~, yes, the Elder Wand will bite back. But Harry's wand and Voldemort's fellow brother wand can minimize repulsion...

Harry Potter is too valuable to Tom, his vitality can help him resurrect, his wand can help him, there is no more lovable enemy than him, and it is frank to say that without him, there is no Today's Tom Riddle...

"Come on, you and I are the same person~, let's recreate the glory together,

But first, we have to get rid of someone..."

Tom flicked his wand lightly, muttering something. The light that bloomed in the crown above the head became more and more dazzling and shook violently at the same time.

It seems that you don't want to integrate with him?

But this is all in vain. Tom Riddle, who is already one with the crown, is basically immune to its temptation. Coupled with the fact that he was Voldemort's first Horcrux, with the most powerful soul power and tending to be resurrected after absorbing the vitality of four people, it is not too difficult to control the Crown Horcrux made in his youth.

"Let's go, let's make a deal. That kid played me around in the first place~..."

The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy touched the crown on his head that had calmed down, and muttered to himself. Having absorbed the soul fragments in the crown, he is extremely confident at the moment, and the suspected ancient elf blood that Carl showed in front of Lockhart before made him even more excited~...

Wealth and wealth are in danger, damn it!

...

"Boom~..."

After finishing cooking, Lockhart got the news from Tom, Carl turned around and was about to leave the secret room. But he didn't want to hear the sound of opening the door, which made him freeze in place immediately.

"There is a way to heaven if you don't go, there is no way to enter hell!

Tom, should I say are you confident or stupid?

Do you really think you can fight me with the Ravenclaw diadem? Sure enough, you are only fifteen or sixteen years old, you are still too young in comparison~..."

Looking across at the old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Carl showed the smile he hadn't seen for a long time when he saw an old friend, but he was thinking about how he would beat him up later.

"Long time no see, Carl. Please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye~...!" Tom, who got his body in Slytherin green, gently shook the holly wand in his hand, and walked towards him from a distance.

"Didn't you say that I was your best friend before? Then why did you leave without saying a word? Can you give me a reason? I'm really curious..."

As if he really met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years, Carl had a warm smile on his face like the warm winter sun.

"I'm your best friend, but you don't seem to trust me very much. This broke my heart, so I went out for a walk~..."

Tom smiled and seemed to be answering Carl's question seriously.

"You said you would come when you came, what gift did you bring? The crown on your head should be a gift for me~..."

Carl pointed to the crown on Tom's head with his wand, and said happily.

"Yeah, in order not to be looked down upon by you when I see you again, it took me a lot of effort to prepare such a gift!"

When Karl mentioned the crown, Tom was still not angry, because he didn't know that the secret of his Horcrux had been exposed, only when Karl was expressing his tongue.

They stayed together for so long before, and Tom naturally had a deep understanding of Carl. He knew that although the little wizard in front of him looked harmless and easy to deceive, he was actually more cunning than anyone else, and his mouth was even more cunning. Not a word of truth.

After he found a new love with Lockhart and forgot about his old love, Carl, he angrily discovered that the news that this guy told him were all fake, just to deceive him, an empty-nester youth, without a source of information.

Since the dueling class that day, he has a clearer understanding of this. And he didn't think that such a cunning Karl would expose all his strength, that didn't conform to his understanding at all.

That's why he deliberately spent a lot of time and energy looking for the induction Horcrux, just to ensure that he would be safe against Karl when he was resurrected one day, and he had a bit of a hole card.

"The crown of Ravenclaw, such a good magic item, was turned into a horcrux by you. It's such a reckless thing. It would be great if it fell into my hands. There are too many things like diaries..."

Carl sighed, as if regretting.

"You actually know Horcruxes?! My good friend, it looks like you are more powerful than I imagined. This kind of taboo black magic knowledge is not accessible to everyone!"

When Tom heard Carl's words, his face changed imperceptibly, but he quickly returned to normal and began to laugh again. He looked at Carl with a little more appreciation in his eyes.

"You were able to hang out under my nose for so long without showing a little bit of cheating, that's amazing!"

While Carl hypocritically started exchanging business bragging, he was also observing Tom Riddle's current state.

"No, no, no, even when I was your age, I would be far behind~..." Tom looked at Carl with admiration, and after pondering for a moment, he continued: "You have the ancient elves Your blood is the purest pure blood, there is no one more noble than you in the magic world.

We are the same kind of people, come, join me. Together we conquer death and go to eternal life! "