Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

After Hoffa walked out of the library, the school was dark, and only a few braziers lit in the distance provided him with the only sight.

Some faintly fluorescent ghosts passed through the wall, whispering to each other worriedly.

Hoffa looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock. He has been in the mirror world of the library for three hours at the moment, which is far past the Hogwarts curfew, eight o'clock.

Fortunately, the silver teaching assistant sign on his chest now allows him to have more free time than ordinary students.

He walked slowly in the dark school, while walking, while thinking about what he had just ventured into, an activation state that would consume a lot of energy, a clue that was temporarily incomprehensible.

White stone tomb.

Where is the white stone tomb and what it is, Hoffa doesn't know. He has never been a historical master.

His goal is to find the half-man king, but during this journey, he doesn't mind improving his strength at all.

Hoffa wants to go back to dormitory to get her old book.

The book "Dissection All Things. Structure Is King" by Morgen Le Fay who once instructed him to transform into Animagus.

Although he has mastered some of Osivia's body deformation in a short time, he has further developed himself.

But he believes that this is definitely a deep-sea deep technology.

I just mastered the fur.

As long as he takes back his old books, it will be a great help to further develop his body deformation.

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Hoffa first came to the hall of the school. He thought that Ravenclaw would be sleeping in In the hall.

However, when he returned to the hall, there was no one here, only a few ghosts with milk-white transparent rays of light floating around in the hall.

Is the Ravenclaw tower restored to work?

Hoffa moved in his heart and hurriedly walked towards the Ravenclaw Tower.

As soon as he returned to the Ravenclaw tower, Hoffa found that the entire Ravenclaw tower was sealed off. After that happened on Halloween, the school folded all the magic stairs.

There is no way to go.

The two teachers on duty stood by the entrance and saw Hoffa approaching. Their eyes stayed on the teaching assistant sign on Hoffa's chest for several seconds before slowly turning their heads.

Perceiving this scene, Hoffa has a headache.

I can't find people, and I can't read books.

He looked up at the unpredictable tower at the top, thinking that even if his ghost stroll deceived two caretaker teachers, he wanted to climb 300 meters vertically without the help of stairs to climb to the top floor. It seems unrealistic to take your own deformation cheats...

Climb or not?

As he struggled, a shout suddenly came from the corner.

"Hoffa."

Turning his head around, Miranda walked towards him quickly accompanied by a Prefect.

"It's been a long time for you, come with me." Miranda whispered.

"Where have you been?" Hoffa asked.

"Did you not read the notice." Miranda said as he walked hurriedly.

"What's the notice."

"The school opened a new temporary common room in the common room of Hufflepuff, allowing Ravenclaw students to live in temporarily, and wait until the school has completely ruled out safety Hidden dangers will allow students to return to the Ravenclaw Tower."

"Hufflepuff's common room?"

Hoffa was taken aback, isn't it in the kitchen?

While speaking, Miranda led Hoffa out of the range of Ravenclaw's tower and walked to the basement level of the school.

Gradually, as the two went deeper and deeper, the style in the corridor gradually began to change. Under the warm flames, many oil paintings representing food appeared around.

Finally, Miranda stood in front of a painting of a man wearing a chef’s hat and said:

"Apple pie."

"It's so late, eat Supper?"

In the oil painting, the man in the kitchen hat said angrily, while cutting aside to reveal a corridor, exposing the earth-yellow downward staircase behind it.

Miranda whispered: "Each grade is assigned to a different room. Second Year is the worst. The guard's oil painting is a violent temper."

"Not the common of Hufflepuff room?" Hoffa couldn't help asking Miranda.

"The beauty of thinking is that Hufflepuff is reluctant to share the common room with people in other hospitals. But they must be in this area, but no one knows where they are, and Tom Riddle doesn't know. ."

After speaking, she took Hoffa into the corridor.

Hoffa just walked into this temporary common room and almost knocked down a house elf holding a large metal candlestick.

"sorry."

Hoffa habitually apologized, but instead made the house elf run away in horror.

After entering the room, Hoffa found that this was a very old square hall, with many redwood mezzanine and stairs stacked on top of each other, and abandoned wine barrels and cupboards stacked in the corners.

This should be a storage room in the Hogwarts kitchen.

In the room, the house elfs shuttle back and forth. Hoffa estimates that half of the house elfs in the school kitchen have come to help.

Some of them carry candlesticks to light candles, some hold cushions and tea cups, some hold brooms for cleaning, and some hold wood fires to make fires in the fireplace.

There are also a few skewers of raw meat beside the fireplace, which seem to be grilled.

In the room, Hoffa saw a lot of her own students. They were standing aside in twos and threes, and they were not very emotional.

Some sat on the barrel and sighed, some looked blankly at the fire, and some faced the wall and hugged their knees.

"This is our temporary common room."

Miranda said softly.

"Where is the luggage, didn't you bring it?"

"Before the school eliminated all hidden dangers, our luggage was seized in the original place, and we could not use the previous things. "

Speaking, Miranda laughed helplessly.

"Maybe the school thinks we have bombs in our luggage."

Hoffa did not answer, no wonder everyone is depressed. It seems that I want to study my goal of transforming cheats. To be postponed.

At this moment, a boy jumped off the barrel and walked towards Hoffa. He has black curly hair, is about the same height as Hoffa, has a few freckles on his face, and is one of Hoffa's roommates, William.

"Hoffa, you were assigned a bed with me at night, you know?"

A bed?

Hoffa was shocked.

"Well, there."

William reached out and pointed to an in midair wooden platform in the distance. There are several similar structures here, which seem to be given by the school. A temporary rest place arranged by Ravenclaw students.

"Okay, I see, thank you, William."

"Well, don't come back too late."

After speaking listlessly, William again He jumped up to the barrel and assumed the posture of a contemplative, looking very depressed.

"Where is Aglaia?"

Hoffa looked around and asked.

"She? She is angry."

Miranda helpedlessly said with a smile: "Come with me."

Speaking, she Take Hoffa and walk to the right.

It's winding around here, a bit like the cellar I lived in Leaky Cauldron. It's just bigger and more complicated.

Passing through a few whispering girls, Miranda took Hoffa to a secluded corner of the wine cellar.

"This is where I live with Aglaia." Miranda pointed to it, following her fingers, Hoffa saw a thick redwood platform.

This thing always makes him think of a hammock.

Miranda: "Take off your shoes."

"Take off your shoes?"

"Man, it's where we sleep, you have to step on it Huh?" Miranda thumped Hoffa.

"Okay."

Hoffa took off his shoes and climbed up the platform along the stairs.

He looked around and saw that the redwood platform on the upper level of the stairs was about 20 square meters, probably where the kitchen used to store red wine. There was a smell of wine in the wood.

The young girl with silver hair is sitting on the candlestick on the platform with her cheeks bulging. Next to her are two soft cushions, a bed sheet, and a few books.

Hoffa knows it, no wonder Aglaia is so angry that he wants to live in an unsatisfactory place.

It is clean and clean, but it is incomparable to the elegant and elegant Ravenclaw dormitory.

"Little nobleman, unhappy?" Hoffa joked.

"Ha, ha."

Aglaia laughed back twice: "I don't even have a bed."

"Why do you want a bed? "Hoffa sit cross-legged across from her.

"Temporary stay, not just for a school year."

"hmph, if the murderer can't be found, heaven knows how long we will stay here. Besides, just stay here. No, I didn't even take the luggage off, how will I spend this day."

"There is no bathroom?" Hoffa asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I share it with the girls of Hufflepuff."

Aglaia sighed, and the words fell on the platform, "But none of my clothes were sent down. With so many houses, why is Ravenclaw so unlucky."

"Well, if I want to say, it's not as bad as I imagined."

Miranda also took off her shoes. Climbed up the wooden platform.

"It's better than the sleeping hall. It's warmer than the hall, and more private than the hall."

"No matter, Hogwarts junk school." Aglaia looked at the ceiling, weak. Replied indifferently.

"You only complain about this every day." Miranda sat cross-legged down and turned to ask, "Hoffa, did the female teacher lead you to the library?"

As soon as she asked, Aglaia immediately sat up from the ground like a spring, staring at Hoffa without blinking.

"It's not that simple." Hoffa shook the head, "I only found a row of texts that were completely incomprehensible."

On the wooden platform, Hoffa sit cross-legged Down. I talked a little about the story of exploring the library and the world in the mirror.

After he finished speaking, the two girls both sat on the wooden board, opening their mouths motionlessly.

They didn't react until Hoffa waved in front of them.

"You mean, you entered the mirror world, saw the remains of the ancient library, and saw the defensive magic of the ancient wizard?"

Hoffa: "These are not the key points , The key is, has anyone of you heard of the White Stone Tomb?"

Miranda immediately looked towards Aglaia, hoping that Miss Know-it-all can give a positive answer.

But this time, Aglaia, who has always liked to boast and show off his knowledge reserves, frowned and frowned:

"White Rock Tomb, this...I really haven’t I have heard of it. But what I really want to say is that the white stone tomb is also very ordinary. Think about it, any tomb made of white stones can be called a white stone tomb, right?

Milan Dapo turned his head in disappointment and said: "I have never heard of any white stone tombs. My family members are buried in the cemetery, and the tombstones are marble..."

Aglaia waved his hand: "Compared to this, I am more curious, how can a tomb contain endless knowledge? Think about it, how big the tomb can be, and how big the library is. "

Hoffa was also suspicious, and it seems so.

Western wizards did not have the habit of building mausoleums. Dumbledore took a wand away when he died. Endless knowledge, no matter how you think it can’t be stuffed into a small grave.

Three people looked at each other in blank dismay, and there was no sound for a while.

For a while, Miranda suddenly said slowly: "People. "

Aglaia: "Huh? "

Miranda: "If someone writes down everything in the library, wouldn't that person become a library?" "

Aglaia was shocked: "You mean, the library is alone?" "

Miranda: "I just guess casually." "

Hoffa was also surprised, but after the surprise, he shook his head:

"I think it’s good, but the library has been around for a thousand years, and I saw it in the illusion When they were, they all dressed like Aristotle, and even if there were people like that, they would have prematurely rotten. "