DNF meets Harry Potter

Chapter 5 Earn Extra Money

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Karl opened his eyes, gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed, watching the sleeping children skillfully getting dressed before disappearing in an instant.

Magician (male) basic skill - teleportation.

After getting the DNF system just now, Carl knew deeply that this thing must be represented by Penguin.

So even at the risk of staying up late, he would go out two nights a week to rob the rich and help the poor to earn some extra money to lay the foundation for future purchases, but of course he was the only one who helped the poor.But the lack of sleep, sorry, isn't class time the best time?Anyway, he went to a cheap public school, and he didn't sleep too much in class, and he didn't sleep too much in class.

London is full of lights at night, and various bars and dance halls that have been closed during the day become active under the cover of night.No matter where, where there is light, there must be darkness, and the night provides a good umbrella for evil.

Although it is not as good as Gotham City in American comics, there are many crimes in London at night in the 90s.Karl’s twice-weekly night tours will almost always yield something, even if he doesn’t meet a hero who saves the beauty, and then the little girl’s life-saving grace can’t be repaid, only a good deed like a promise with his body, but he has done a lot of things criminal.

After all, he was still young, and no black-hearted capitalist would want him to go out as a child laborer. Apart from this trick, he really couldn't think of any other way to make money.

In the spirit of humanitarianism, he has never killed those gangsters. Usually, he stripped and looted all his belongings and threw them into the trash can, but this time it seems that he is about to relapse.

"Oh!"

A crisp gunshot pierced the night sky. Carl's eyes lit up. With a gun, he was probably going to make a fortune tonight.

Then a young man running at top speed appeared in his line of sight. Looking at the women's bag in his hand and the gun that was still smoking before he put it back in his pocket, he knew who the murderer was.

"Magic Shield!"

Carl sang softly, and a light blue shield covered his body. After all, the other party had a gun. Although he was immortal with a shot to his head, he could not feel the pain and the feeling of real death. Don't want to go through it again.

He had just put on the shield and was about to blow the man down with a magical whirlwind, but he didn't expect that the murderer child shoe would raise his hand again, and if he didn't force you much, he would just pull the trigger and it would be a shot.

Evil flames spewed out from the pitch-black muzzle, and a high-speed bullet shot towards Karl.

"Damn it, shoot directly, people don't talk too much!"

Carl couldn't help exclaiming, although he has been in the black and white business for three years, and has encountered all kinds of vicious gangsters, but this is the first time he has encountered such a ruthless werewolf.

However, this is of no use. If you are cruel, you will still die.Carl dismissed the idea of ​​a magical whirlwind that would knock him out, and began to prepare for the casting of Jack's Bomb.

As for the bullet that was shot at him and hit the thin blue shield, there was only a light "pop" sound, and then the shield dimmed a little, and then disappeared, as if shot out. It was not a bullet but a pebble.

"WTF?!" the murderer exclaimed, he clearly saw a blue shield light up on Cal's body and then his bullets disappeared.

However, Karl would no longer give him a second chance to shoot, and a pumpkin-shaped fireball greeted him directly in the face.

In an instant, the murderer was swallowed by the flames and turned into ashes. With a wave of Karl's hand, a magical whirlwind swept past, and the last remaining traces were also erased.

"Oh, originally I just wanted to knock you out, but you dared to shoot yourself to death, now it's all right, I'll give you the ashes, ah, isn't it good to be alive?"

There is nothing wrong with killing people. After all, Carl said that the other party did it first, and I was only forced to fight back in self-defense.

Carl shook his head looking at the clean crime scene.

Carl said that he is only an 11-year-old kid who knows nothing but killing people and stealing money. Why don't you shoot directly so ruthlessly.

At the end of the battle, it takes 25 seconds to score SSS, perfect level, and reward a chance to flop.

The system's notification sound also came, and this is also the reason why Carl fell in love with this industry. Victory in battle can turn cards.

Although it keeps saying that everything must be exchanged for gold coins, it is not complete.

Even though most of the time he finds obsidian, weathered broken bones and other spicy chicken things, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.
The best time Karl flopped in his previous life was when he flopped a fake pig set after playing the city of Bacal, which was a light armor head and shoulder part from the Gracia Family Relics series. You can pull this thing out.

Eight golden-yellow cards appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness, but the bottom four were obviously more refined than the top four, because the bottom four were to be opened with gold coins, and the system refused to bargain for 2000 gold coins per card...

Carl thoughtfully flipped over a card at random, but he couldn't find anything good anyway, so he just thought about it.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Ziyan robe (rare)" the system prompt sounded.

"Wow! It's really a good thing to drive! The system quickly adjusts the attributes and lets me be healthy."

Name: Ziyan Robe

Grade: Rare

Magic defense +23
Intelligence +4
Spirit +5
Release speed + 0.5%
Additional functions: ideal fit (can be automatically adjusted according to the size of the wearer, and can be changed into any clothing)

Cleaned up (Ziyan Robe will automatically clean up the stains)
Good thing, although it is said that Carl would not be able to pick up these attributes in his previous life, but those two additional functions are really must-haves for lazy people!

"Extract Ziyan Robe."

With a thought in his mind, Karl had an extra gorgeous robe in his hand. The whole body was purple-black, smooth and comfortable to the touch. The mysterious purple flame runes were faintly visible, and the corners were inlaid with gold edges, which was extremely gorgeous.

With a thought in his mind, the mysterious robe wrapped around his body, and he wanted to try what kind of attribute this suits him.

The smooth touch of the robe enveloped his body, shrinking automatically according to his size.

He thought for a while, changed the robe back to the original clothes and pants, wiped some dust on the ground with his hands, and wiped his hands with the clothes. Miraculously, there was no stain on the clothes. Yes, this is magic!
Then he looked at the alley where Mr. Gangster was directly cremated on the spot, and pondered for a while, as if he didn't do anything?
"Fuck, this man was slaughtered, but the goods haven't been sold yet! I cremated him before the money was paid out? What an idiot I am!"

What a waste of time this trip!

(End of this chapter)