Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Amidst the billowing smoke, Hoffa had no idea what to say.

The blood on the back was smeared on the wall, pulling out an exaggerated pattern. Tom Riddle clutched his left ribs, fell on the wall, breathing hard, his lips were not bloody.

Beside him, there was a huge hole. The entire wall of the girl's dormitory stairwell was blown up and the gray bricks fell straight down.

When the cold wind of Ravenclaw tower rolled, Hoffa shivered reacted, and he strode to the gap, standing on the nearly 300-meter tower and looking out, only one could be seen. The red dot flickered on the ground, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Hoffa has cold hands and feet.

After that, a large number of people broke in from outside the Ravenclaw common room.

Seeing Tom Riddle lying on the ground covered in blood, and the huge gap in the wall, the crowd screamed frantically.

Aglaia and Miranda swiftly passed through the smoke and came to Hoffa's side, their faces changed drastically.

Miranda: "What's the matter?"

Hoffa didn't speak, he walked over to Tom Riddle. He pressed his heart with one hand to achieve the purpose of hemostasis. Then, his other hand pulled Riddle up and walked out quickly.

The crowd still screamed.

After that, shouting loudly came from outside the crowd.

"Quiet."

The huge spirit strength field suppressed everyone's voices. Dumbledore in a blue robe appeared on the periphery of the crowd. His expression was sullen and he quickly separated the crowd.

Seeing Tom Riddle holding his chest and leaning against Hoffa's shoulder covered in blood, his face immediately changed.

He walked over quickly, bent down, and held the twitching Riddle's shoulder, looking at Hoffa with a facial expression grave.

"Quickly stop the flow."

"Episkey."

He held wand, and muttered various healing spells.

He looked up at the gap in the wall and asked Hoffa: "What's the matter?"

Hoffa: "Shoot, sir."

Dumbledore stared wide. Eyes, he bends down to look, his face pales rarely. He hugged Tom Riddle, loudly said.

"All the students, follow behind Prefect. Go to the auditorium hall to gather."

After that, he took the shot Tom Riddle and strode out of the common room.

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The incident that Tom .Riddle was shot at the Ravenclaw Tower spread like a whirlwind. The school, as if someone threw a thunder into a pool of calm stagnant water, it shocked the stormy sea.

In less than an hour, all the students gathered in the auditorium and talked in horror about the terrorist incident in the Ravenclaw Tower.

common room, Holy Land where every Hogwarts student in mind, the safest harbor. Now he was violently broken in. Not only did he break in, but he also blasted the wall. Not only did he blast the wall, he almost killed a student.

It was almost a slap on the face of Hogwarts, and even on the faces of all Ravenclaw.

Hoffa, who first witnessed the shooting, became the subject of interrogation by the crowd, but no matter how crowded and noisy the crowd around him was, he always sat on the table and said nothing.

Finally, when Aglaia passed through the crowd in horror and spoke in his ear, he slowly lifted the head.

Aglaia: "Hoffa, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"My bracelet, lost ."

"What kind of bracelet."

"It is the bracelet I wore when school started. My mother gave me a gift for my 12th birthday."

Bracelet, Hoffa's memory immediately returned to King's Cross Station, the country two months ago.

That old but gorgeous bracelet, yes, it's hard to forget it once you have seen it.

Miranda next to him directly took Hoffa's palm and pulled him to the corner of the auditorium. Aglaia irritably drove away all those who wanted to come up for questioning.

"Hoffa, we have to talk."

In the corner, Miranda said worriedly, "Do you know something?"

Hoffa was silent For a moment, nodded.

"That's right."

"Is it related to the new transfiguration teacher asking for you?"

Hoffa's mouth twitched, fists clenched tight.

"Wait a minute, Miranda, you will take Aglaia back to the lobby first. I will come to you later."

"Where are you going?"

"Find our head."

After finishing speaking, Hoffa pushed away two friends and disappeared in place.

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In the empty school, Hoffa walked quickly.

The scene of Barcelona in the summer vacation rushed to his brain again, forcing him to move faster and faster, and he gnashing teeth.

Library.

Three keys.

The half-man king.

Damn it.

Damn it!

soul of a deceased has not yet dispersed! !

He finally stopped abruptly and stood at the entrance of the school hospital hall.

Here, several nurses shuttled back and forth, and the heads of the four major hospitals all stood at the entrance of the hall.

Slytherin head Horace Slughorn angrily roared at the head of the other three houses at the entrance of the hall: "I was beaten through the right lung! In Hogwarts, this is slander and humiliation! Defense Against the Dark Arts! Are all the people in the company trash?"

The other Gryffindor's Melos and Dumbledore didn't say a word, and Hufflepuff's head Heberau Riley whispered comfort.

Slughorn continued to growl like a furious walrus: "What about Dippet headmaster, doesn't he even take a look at such a big thing?"

Dumbledore calmly stopped He: "Calm down, Horace, Dipeter's headmaster, I think you know it too."

Slughorn gritted his teeth and shut his mouth, his huge lower abdomen trembling constantly.

Hoffa stood in the shadow of the corner, waiting silently without expression.

About half an hour later, the door of the school hospital hall was opened, and Tom Riddle, who was lying on the hospital bed, was pushed into the nursing room by the nurse.

School doctor Reiner stopped Slughorn. He took off his mask and said exhaustedly:

"I'm out of danger, with tearing injuries, plus blood regurgitation, complete muggle technique . But very terrifying, fortunately it was in school, two minutes late, this child is gone."

Slughorn groaned, almost dizzy: "Merlin's beard..."

Rainer: "You go back first. I won't accept visits today."

Several heads scattered and went in different directions.

Dumbledore's silhouette just appeared at the corner, and Hoffa immediately greeted him.

"Professor."

Dumbledore stopped for a moment, but was not too surprised. He just rubbed his forehead wearily:

"Yes You, Bach. Why not stay with friends?"

"We need to talk, Professor Dumbledore." Hoffa said.

"What's wrong?"

"This matter has something to do with the half-man king." Hoffa asked straight to the point, "Do you know who he is?"

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed: "Hoffa, forgive me to speak bluntly, I don't know your question. I only know that Daily Prophet has been wanted for three months, but he has found nothing."

"Is it related to Grindelwald?"

Hoffa doesn't blink.

"No."

Dumbledore's voice was inaudible, "Grindelwald would not use muggle's weapon to injure a student, his pride does not allow him to do so."

Hoffa was silent for a moment.

Dumbledore said: "Bach, you should go back with your friends..."

"Library." Hoffa suddenly interrupted Dumbledore.

"What library."

"The forbidden technique library, is it related to this matter?"

Dumbledore's tired eyes became a little sharp: "Miss Romanov told you?"

Hoffa did not affirm and deny it.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Hoffa, this school has too many secrets, too many old secrets. No one can really explore it, even me. Every question you have, I can hardly Answer."

He lowered his head, light blue's eyes looked at Hoffa through glasses for a while, and sighed softly:

"Riddle had an accident in the Ravenclaw Tower. Now I have time left for me. And there are not many choices. As an agent Deputy Headmistress and Ravenclaw head, I still have more important things to deal with."

Dumbledore patted Hoffa's shoulder, after two steps, he suddenly looked back and hesitated for a moment. .

"But if you really want to know about the forbidden technique library, I suggest you go to your new transfiguration teacher. She was a descendant of the key administrator in Tsarist Russia, She is more professional than me in this matter."

After speaking, Dumbledore disappeared around the corner.

Hoffa stayed where he was, the shadow of the wall cast on his face, and he couldn't see his expression at all. He just stood silently for about ten minutes.

Finally, he sighed: "Damn it."