Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

The explosion lasted nearly half a minute.

But for Hoffa at the center of the explosion, he felt that it had been ten years.

Finally, the red light gradually disappeared and the explosion subsided.

The rays of light gradually extinguished, and he floated in the air. There was no blood on the whole body, and it was desolate to see.

The entire periphery of Hogwarts turned into a piece of scorched earth, and the flames burned on the ground, but did not show the slightest luster. The flames were completely replaced by the black wind of gloomy, which can only be seen in the air. .

He stared blankly at the moon in the sky, his face pale, his heartbeat was weak, and his ears fell into a state of temporary deafness.

He lost his activated state, lost his body shape, and his hair turned gray, exactly as gray as Silby. All the thighs and arms are exposed, and the body is full of holes. It has completely changed back to an ordinary wizard.

After that, he exhales one breath saying, head down, slowly falling from the sky, speeding up gradually.

Looking at the thin silhouette that fell from the sky, Osivia dashed on bravely with no thought of personal safety, but her speed was fast as lightning when she injured her leg.

This action is like the fuse of igniting explosives, and all the teachers and students rushed towards the falling black shadow.

One second before falling to the ground, Osivia hugged Hoffa, turned over and blocked the falling impact with his body. She hugged Hoffa tightly, as if afraid that he would melt away when she let go.

Hoffa has lost all his power, and the endless blankness washes Hoffa's spirit, trying to overwhelm him. The sharp pain of every inch of the flesh makes him unable to stand. His brain has lost most of its perception at this moment, and his eyes are full of pale snowflakes of unfathomable mystery.

Do you want to fall down?

Do you want to be unconscious?

Is it blank?

But after a few convulsions, he forcibly stopped the weakness and stood up with a spirit of force, because now is not the time to care about this.

When things have developed to this point, he already has a general understanding of Silby's plan. This guy will never do something for no reason.

He struggled to push Osivia away and stood up, his voice trembled extremely low clenching one's teeth and said: "Don't... just leave me alone, Hogwarts Orb... Hogwarts Where is the orb?"

Osivia, a shivered, immediately stood up and started checking around.

But she couldn't find it. She even used the Accio curse, but it didn't work.

Hoffa leaned on the wall and fumbled around, trying to find the gem that gave him magic power. However, after searching for a long time, it disappeared without a trace.

After that, a faint chuckle drove him directly into the abyss of ten thousand zhang.

"Hey, brother, what are you looking for?"

His heart fell to the bottom, and when he looked up again, he saw the legless Silby lying in the distance and exploding remnants In the flames. He could hardly see too many colors, but he could vaguely distinguish the man.

The explosion just brought him a great deal of damage, and he is also terrible at the moment, his whole body is extremely tattered, his upper body has only a manipulator, and the flesh and blood on his face have been burned with only one eye.

Most of the skull is bare on his head. Without a single hair, the pink brain can be seen in the skull.

But this is the case, he still drags the stone on the ground with one hand, dragging his broken body, crawling hard, and lightly said with a smile:

" There is no meaning. The essence of life is conflict. Without conflict, there will only be more and more people living indifferently, those worthless wastes, sheep, parrots, and rubbish."

He With his arms hard, he crawled out of the flames and approached Hoffa little by little.

"If you think you protect them, they will be grateful to you and make changes? No, those people will only enjoy it with peace of mind, they will still run away, will succumb to instinct, will Continue to live numbly and half-heartedly under the protection of your wings. Once you make a little mistake, they will swallow you alive."

Looking at the man crawling on the ground, Hoffa supported the wall a little bit. I stood up, gasping for breath:

"You...you said so many fallacies, do you think you can wrap up your crazy purpose in a magnificent sound?"

" hmph hmph hmph." Silby dragged the remnant with one hand, sneered and whispered, "What is the good-sounding, what is the sordid darkness, the goal is just the goal. There is no good or bad, only success or failure."

Stopped Hoffa in front of him, raised wand, and pointed it at Silby who was crawling: "You have already lost, and everyone will come soon."

Silby glanced at her and grinned. He said, showing a completely toothless smile: "Then kill me, they come, you have no chance. Don't you always want to find me revenge? I don't have the ability to resist now, kill me. "

Osivia wand trembled.

Silby sneered while crawling: "Kill me, hurry up."

Osivia said with difficulty: "You...don't think about it. Don’t want to escape all this, I won’t kill you. I will hand you over to Wizengamot to be tried and let everyone know your crimes. You never want to use anger and hatred to control me."

"Why, are you trying to protect this school too?"

Silby looked back and looked at Hoffa with interest. He pushed hard with one hand and crawled towards Hoffa with little firmness.

"My God, brother, have you changed her? It's really interesting, tell me how you tame an angry wild beast into a domestic pet."

"Enough!" Osivia shouted sharply.

"That's enough." Silby propped up his upper body with one arm, "witness this moment."

Said, he stopped more than five meters away from the two of them. , His chest suddenly opened, and among black's mechanical ribs, Silby took the orb out of his chest with one hand.

It turns out that he hid the Hogwarts Orb in his body.

It's just that the Hogwarts orb in his hand at this moment is as dim as dust, no different from an old and fragile discarded light bulb.

He stared at Hoffa behind Osivia, his voice whispered like a devil: "

"Everything is in my plan, the magic power of the four founders Has been consumed by you. As you can see, I won. "

Hoffa and Osivia rushed out at the same time.

Silby smiled slightly, he pressed hard with one hand, and the black palm crackled the Hogwarts Orb to pieces. Dim. The shiny orb fragments fell from the air little by little.

Just as he grabbed the broken orb, Dumbledore and the other heads also rushed to the scene, and they all lifted the wand directly.

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A golden light flashed by the size of Hoffa's waist, almost blinking, Sylby's upper body that crushed the Hogwarts Orb was directly vaporized.

Boom!

Along with the crystal clear debris, a black mechanical arm fell to the ground. After a purple arc flashed on its surface, the rays of light disappeared and completely turned into a dead object.

That was the last part of Silby.

Osivia looked at Dumbledore in amazement, but Dumbledore did not look at her, but at the sky.

The silence after the madness It swept the surroundings, and all around there was only the black wind that seemed to never stop. The night was so dignified that it made people completely unable to breathe, as if even the oxygen in the air was struggling to escape from here.

Dead?

Hoffa turned her head and saw a large group of teachers and Auror standing behind him, all with a solemn expression on their faces.

Dumbledore He held the wand in his hand and his auburn beard trembling. The blue eyes sometimes looked towards the left and sometimes towards the right.

The Ministry of Magic and the Aurors he brought with him also lifted the wand, slowly on the ground Moving.

......

......

The silence lasted for about ten seconds, and then Hoffa felt himself The field of spirit strength was suddenly compressed to the extreme.

"hmph hmph hmph..."

At this moment, the low laughter seemed like a burst of laughter. The cold wind echoed over the ruins. The laughter lasted for a long time, but there was nothing after that. When the last echo disappeared, silence was restored on the ruins.

All Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Hoffa's body hair stands on end, too weak to control himself.

Suddenly, the black mist was rolled up by the violent wind, and a cloud of smoke drifted in the sky. The low laughter gradually became pleasant, and finally became extremely impudent.

"hahahahahahaha hahahahaha~"

"Freedom!"

"Freedom!!"

"Freedom!!! "

"I am back!!!"

That laughter implies indulgence, relief, but at the same time inexplicably bitter, in the indescribable laughter, The black mist gradually hovered and descended, suddenly fell to the ground, gathered together, violently forming a black silhouette. He was vague at first, then gradually became clearer.

He walked out of the black mist a little bit, his figure is beautifully proportioned, he is 1.8 meters tall, has neat gray hair, good features, and his skin is as white and tender as a baby.

He stood naked in front of all Hogwarts teachers and students, laughing heartily with open arms.

The recklessness has reached the extreme.

Also crazy to the extreme.

The next second, Dumbledore and the other Auror shook wand again, and several golden lights hit him in the chest. But it failed to destroy him like last time.

"too weak."

The man put up a finger at will, and a thin shield with extremely condensed fingertips accurately blocked the golden light. Flicking his fingers, like booger, bounced them all back.

Several Aurors couldn't dodge, they were pierced by their own magic, they flew upside down more than ten meters, and fell to the ground. Ministry of Magic flinched and hid in the corner.

Dumbledore waved wand, and countless smoke billowed. Trying to cover everyone behind him.

Silby tilted his head, raised his hand with a smile, and pointed his fingers at Dumbledore.

A giant green shadow with a sickle suddenly appeared behind Dumbledore, severely chopped down!

At this moment, Dumbledore's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to the extreme. Numerous defensive magic and Formation quickly appeared behind him, but the illusory sickle was completely unstoppable. Dumbledore clenched the teeth, the whole person was divided into two, the phantom stood in place, and was cut in two by one blow.

The deity rolled on the spot, battered and exhausted avoiding the almost fatal blow, and he stared at the other side vigilantly.

After finishing one move, Silby didn't look at him. He silently watched Hogwarts Castle towering in the night. His expression turned from happily to painful gradually: "A thousand years, curse me for a thousand years, how dare you..."

After speaking, he spit out Hoffa's wand and lifted it up. Waved his hand.

The huge Dragon gushes out from the wand like a cannonball, directly hitting the astronomical tower in the distance in half. Amidst the splash of rubble, the towering tower top falls from the sky.

The crowd exclaimed like a tsunami.

Silby leaped high, the magic power surged, and he flew high in the sky. Looking at the towering Hogwarts castle, the expression on his face was almost hideous with pain.

"Hiding in the shadows, unwilling to face his own strength, Sora has the ability but never takes responsibility!!"

He hovered and flew to a high place, opening his mouth and roaring:" Liaoyuan Echo!"

Along with his roar, countless towers were hit by hot sound waves, and bricks and stones were shattered. The entire school seemed to have been hit by a Level 18 hurricane, but the hurricane was so hot that it made people scorched and unable to breathe.

The rubble was flying, the wall collapsed and the house collapsed, and the ghost fled in terror in the air.

One hit was successful, but Silby didn't mean any relief, and the expression on his face became more and more painful.

"This was the case a thousand years ago, and it will still be the same after a thousand years. It has not changed at all, disappointed, too disappointed, too disappointed, too disappointed!!"

He hugged his head , Desperately roared.

"This is not the school I want, no!! You idiots, hiding all day long, trying nothing and accomplish nothing!"

After speaking, he opened his arms, looked straight at the sky, and roared: "Evil Spirit elegy!!"

Countless black and red Evil Spirits rushed out of him, with Silby as the center, countless The building crashed down, surrounding the barren, he was completely unstoppable.

"Betrayal, conservative, short-sighted!" He flew higher and higher, and the magic fluctuations in the air became more intense.

"Liquid fire!"

He completely turned into a flame and rushed down from high altitude.

bang!!

As a meteor hit the ground.

The shock wave made people almost unable to open their eyes. There were spider-web-like cracks within a radius of 500 meters. The ground was lava vertical and horizontal. The tower fell down like a dolomite Bone Token. Half of Hogwarts was killed by him. Destroyed in one blow.

Immediately, he climbed up from the ground and walked towards the crowd like a drunk man, walking towards the crowd like a drunk man: "This is not the school I want, this is not me. I want to see the status quo... not..."

The huge magic pressure makes it almost impossible to stand. Dumbledore, other professors and Auror got up one after another, reluctant to follow. Generously blocked in front of him.

"The sheep cultivated by the four incomplete wizards also tried to stop me?"

After speaking, he raised his hand.

"Blood is superb!"

A huge blood-eye pattern appeared on the whole ground. The blood-eye covered everyone. It was an array of unknown ancient sacrifices.

The array spread rapidly.

Under the fluctuating atmosphere of the ancient magic power, the students encircled by the array fell one after another. They opened their mouths, look pale, and their expressions were indescribably painful.

Hoffa doesn't know what the shocking stuff under his feet is, but he knows that this is definitely not a trick to play.

In the distance, Osivia hugged Hoffa tightly, her voice trembling and said: "Go, follow me."

Hoffa didn't say a word, he looked up Destroying Silby wantonly, the body was unaware, but the mind became more and more calm, only calm, only calm.

Now is not the time to fall, the other party has restored its magic power and is in a peak state of excitement and madness.

He looked at his magic power watch.

The magic power has been exhausted. The horrifying shield curse before this has exhausted the magic power of all the four founders, as well as the last trace of energy.

I now lose magic power, lose wand, and have nothing.

Is it desperate?

Maybe it is!

Perhaps it must be.

But he didn't want to give up.

He pushed Osivia away and struggled to get up from the ground. He still couldn't fall down. Everything that happened this semester flowed through his mind like water.

Hoffa closes her eyes, thoughts are revolving.

There must be some way.

There must be some way!

He is so powerful, what exactly are the four founders......?

Wait, at this moment, a small probability suddenly broke into my mind.

Hoffa's eyes widened, "No, there is still a chance!"

A force flowing out of the depth of one's soul supports the completely exhausted him to stand again Up.

His muscles were trembling, and all the cells in his body were wailing, but he just stood up reluctantly.

He took a deep breath, suppressed all the pain, his eyes were firm as iron.

Limits are always used for breakthrough.

Hoffa pushed everyone around him and rushed into the crowd of Slytherin, turning around a few people, and quickly found the black hair boy, a tall and handsome boy.

At this moment, he looked pale as paper, his eyes were staring at the wanton, horrible and mad man, his body trembled.

Hoffa put a palm on Riddle's shoulder: "Hey, can you still move?"

Riddle looked at the ruined school, such as Astral Projection, half muttered: "This What kind of magic is this, what kind of magic is this...?"

pa!!

Hoffa slapped Riddle to back to his senses.

"You...hit me?"

"Can you still move?"

Riddle nodded, his expression is even dull.

"Curse him!"

Hoffa pointed to the devastating Silby and said decisively.

Tom Riddle is still in a state of loss.

pa!

Hoffa grabbed Tom Riddle's collar tightly: "This school is still not your home? Curse him if you want to keep this school!"

"Curse him..."

Riddle finally came back to his senses and grabbed Hoffa's tattered collar: "Are you dreaming?"

He pointed at the man: "Look at his defense, look at his spirit strength field! Any magic that gets close to him within ten meters will lose control and cut off contact! What curse do I take?"

Hoffa turned his head and saw that Tom Riddle made sense. Indeed, Silby's spirit strength field was too powerful. Powerful to almost compress the spirit strength field of others to the limit.

The multi-colored spells shot by the teachers and Auror were disintegrated by him before they approached him.

Within his range of perception, any magic may be cut off from the person who uses the spell, leading to loss of control.

With the spirit strength field of Tom Riddle's current strength, even if the curse spell is estimated to be close to him, he will be aware of it and curse him directly, which will definitely not work.

Seeing that the surrounding students are falling more and more under the bloody eyes.

Hoffa closed his eyes, his brain turned fast as lightning, then suddenly opened, looking at Riddle and saying:

"Curse me!"