Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

As night fell, the torch ignited again. The soldiers of the barracks started singing and banquet like drunken stupor. Bonfires were lit everywhere, the air was filled with the aroma of spices and barbecue, and the crowd laughed rudely.

In an unremarkable tent at the corner of the barracks, Fatir quickly filled the suitcase with various utensils, and his suitcase was loaded with Extension Charm, and it was not full. .

While he was packing his suitcase, Gellert was leaning outside the camp and staring blankly at the purple sky. The sky in Africa was as pure as glass, dotted with little silver stars. It is beautiful.

Jacob had nothing to do, so he lit a cigarette and stood beside Gellert and asked, "Hey, what are you thinking?"

Gellert doesn’t look at him, just indifferently said: "Those soldiers, they are singing."

Jacob looked at the soldiers who drank and sang in the distance: "It's probably because you drank too much."

"Maybe, But they are satisfied."

Gellert's tone was slightly sarcasm, "How can they be satisfied with their small life, this sad world of war, and the boring work of day after day. "

Jacob was taken aback and shook his head, "They have drinks, girls have sex, maybe there are wives and children waiting for them at home. What about you, what do you have, Grindelwald."

"Ideal."

Gellert stared at Jacob.

"When I find Longshidao, my ideal will make my life reach a height that these idiots can't reach."

Jacob's smoking action was stagnant, and he was a little startled. After a while, he threw away the cigarette, his expression was unhappy, and he stopped talking.

At this time, Fatir finally packed his luggage and equipment, and he stood beside Gellert with a suitcase.

"I like your way of thinking."

Fatier said: "I hope you can always be optimistic."

Gellert slightly smiled, no Reply. He pulled out the wand, turned it around for a while, and the two men disappeared into the air.

As they walked away, Jacob spit on the ground and murmured: "Pretentious idiot."

After speaking, he took out wand and tapped on his arm. .

"Disler Falcon."

His figure fluctuates a bit, and his body fuse together with the background and disappear into the air.

The three walked along the mountain road all the way to the top of Kilimanjaro. When they reached an uninhabited waterfall about 500 meters above sea level, they stopped and exited the phantom state.

Jacob looked at Fattier: "It's time for you to take action."

Fattier was nodded, he opened the box. Take out a few crystal stones and a few jars of use spell materials, and quickly fiddle with them on the ground. Soon, a simple teleportation array appeared on the stone.

"Will those man find out?"

Jacob was a little worried.

"Hurry up, get the thing and go directly to Disapparation, they can't find it." Fatir looked towards Gellert: "Gellert, have you marked it?"

Gellert nodded.

Jacob stood up, and the three of them held hands and fought in a circle. Gellert bit his finger again, a drop of blood dripped into the teleportation formation, the teleportation formation ignited the scarlet flame, and the three of them disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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When they reappeared, they came to the place where Gellert left blood during the day.

"Here."

Gellert reached out and pointed at the mark under the ice.

Fatier squatted down and stroked the circular triangle pattern with a trembling palm, muttered:

"Deathly Hallows, the legendary symbol of Death. It is indeed the highest dragon trainer. Inheritance."

"Can you open it?"

James asked.

"I will try my best."

Fatier opened the box, took out a jar of crystal blue powder, dipped it a little, and pressed it on the stone wall, Bibi painted, then When the blue powder touches the stone wall, it disappears in the blink of an eye, as if it had encountered sponge water.

After a while, Fatir stood up and waved wand. The entire stone wall fluctuates like water ripples, and a shining blue flame burns along the stone wall, gradually forming a circle. A triangle is wrapped in the circle, and a vertical bar appears in the triangle.

On the highest mountain in the continent of Africa, the sign of the Deathly Hallows is slowly burning.

Fatier flushed, and he swung the wand open and closed, just as hard as the orchestra conductor was at the climax of his performance.

The entire stone wall was instantly burned to form a dazzling blue arch outline. The rock in the arch that was the symbol of Death disappeared, revealing a doorway, which seemed to be endless darkness.

He wiped the drops of sweat from his head. Before he could speak, Jacob rushed away from him a little impatiently and walked into the cave.

The hole looks dark, but it's not deep. Soon after, the three of them followed the old cracked tunnel to the bottom of the cave. The darkness here is thick and dense, and nothing can be seen clearly, as if linking the abyss.

The three of them stopped moving. The low temperature in the air made them shiver involuntarily. It was cold, it was too cold.

It's like coming to an ultra-low temperature freezer.

Gellert tried to light up the wand, but after he tried the Fluorescent Charm, he found that his magic power was flowing like asphalt in an old pipe, running very hard.

Jacob on the side seems to have encountered the same problem. He stroked the wall, spit out the white mist, and stammered: "Forbidden...Forbidden Magic Domain, look It’s not allowed to use magic here."

At this time, Fatir took out a few small pieces of metal from the box and put them together in an orderly manner. Then he held down the metal block, and murmured a few spells in an accent: "After staggering you, what I want."

The weird spells just finished, those few The metal block suddenly burned, and a beast's shadow shining with blue luster was formed in the air.

The beast shadow is nearly ten meters high, with three heads at the top. Its eyes shoot out dazzling blue light, cutting through the darkness, and shining on the wall. Looked towards different directions respectively.

The three directions are Gellert, Fatir, and Norbert's heads moved towards.

When Gellert moved his head, the animal brain on top of him also moved his head. looked towards another place, that place was exactly where Gellert was looking.

"Really...has...meaning."

Jacob tossed his head indiscriminately, like a patient with epilepsy. The beast shadow on top also tossed his head in a mess.

"Will this guy imitate my actions?"

"Hurry up, this is psionic lighting, and it won't last long." Fatir said.

Through the light, the three people began to look at the surrounding environment carefully. They saw a very strange scene in front of them. It was a circular space with a radius of hundreds of square meters, with Kilimanjaro on top of the space. The thick ice on the top of the mountain.

The ground is a round ground like an altar. On the ground, the bones of countless dragons are as deep as fossils. The bumps are different to the touch. It's as if someone poured cement into these dragons while they were still alive.

Connecting the top and bottom are stone pillars with the thickness of thighs. These pillars are thick at the top and thin in the middle. There is a dragon egg in suspension.

There are black, blue, green, star-dotted, patterned, leopard, and even transparent ones.

Fatier looked over one by one, and after looking at a row, he exclaimed in a low voice: "Oh my God, oh my god.....have all the extinct dragon eggs been preserved? Huh?"

Seeing those dragon eggs stuck in the stone pillars, Jacob’s eyes lit up with golden light, as if a miser saw a ton of gold. He ignored the low temperature and rushed forward. Go up, reach out and take it to a black dragon egg.

However, the dragon egg's cold air instantly reduced his frostbite. He cried out in surprise and withdrew his hand. Fatir slapped him angrily.

"What kind of recklessness? This is the ancient cold magic, I don't want my fingers anymore?"

Jacob sucked his fingers, muttering something with lingering fear, no more recklessness.

Gellert watched his movements coldly, and to be honest, he wasn't too excited after seeing these things at first surprise. My teacher is excited because he comes from the traditional Long Family family and has a natural obsession with dragons, and Jacob is probably excited because he wants these dragon eggs to go to the black market for a lot of gold Galleons.

For him, these dragon eggs are just some foreign objects, which may make his career bring it up a level more quickly, but they will not improve his realm.

Fatier opened the box next to the dragon egg and took out a dry arm from the box. He pressed it slightly, and the silver rays of light lit up on his arm, and he stretched out the dry arm cautiously Into the gap between the stone pillars. Withered hands opened automatically, holding the dragon egg tightly.

After taking out the dragon egg, Fatir took out another gold Galleon. A mouth was opened on his dry arm. He put the Gold Galleon into his arm's mouth, and the arm swallowed contentedly, and the palm loosened a little.

Ten gold Galleons were inserted in a row before that arm was completely released.

"Glorious Hand, you have all this money-burning stuff."

Jacob held the box and sighed in a low voice.

"Don't talk too much."

Fatier stopped him, he cautiously picked up the dragon egg and put it in the box. After finishing it, he walked to another dragon egg and proceeded in the same way. The glorious hand took out the dragon egg from the extreme cold time and time again, but the gold Galleon swallowed more than once.

Just when Fatir took the dragon egg, Gellert wandered in the crypt a little bored. As he walked, he came to the middle of this large crypt for storing dragon eggs.

Here, in the rays of light, he saw a lone dragon egg placed on a stone pillar in the center. The difference from other dragon eggs is that this dragon The surface of the egg is glowing with slightly colored rays of light, which is very beautiful.

He didn't have much interest in this thing at first, but on the stone pillar of this dragon egg, there was a row of handwritings that had been chiseled up. This word was like a picture talisman, completely incomprehensible.

"Fatir?"

Gellert whispered to his teacher.

Fatier, who took the egg behind, heard the voice and rushed over with Jacob, "What's the matter?"

"What does this mean?"

Gellert pointed to the set of characters. For some reason, he was very interested in the only set of characters in this hall.

Fatir read it for a while,

"Arabic, foolish people, for the sake of wisdom."

"This What does it mean?" Jacob asked puzzledly.

"It means a stupid person who only does one thing in his life. In fact, he is a smart person." Fatir explained.

Listening to his translation, Jacob showed an unfamiliar expression. He shrugged and happily put his glorious hand into the pillar and took away the colorful dragon egg, but no matter what the law Neither Thiel nor Jacob showed much curiosity about this dragon egg.

Gellert stood motionless in place, looking at the typesetting. His eyes were sore, this sentence seemed to touch a certain point in his heart, making him have an urge to cry.

For some reason, he can understand the energy contained in this row of simple words.

"From the very end, is this your understanding of life? Just, how much courage it takes to say this..."

He stroked the row of characters and muttered to himself. He got great spiritual comfort from this typesetting.

He didn't turn around until Fatil gave him a hard push, and Fatir stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Why are you in a daze? Let's go."

Gellert turned his head and looked at the typography for himself. I don’t know when Fatir and Jacob had taken it. Finished all the treasures in this hall.

At this moment, Jacob is carrying a suitcase with a very satisfied expression on his face, as if he has imagined that he has already imagined using these dragon eggs in exchange for a large amount of gold Galleon.

He was nodded, glanced at the set of characters one last time, and walked towards the exit of the crypt.

Walking to the entrance, Fatir planned to recycle the magic components used for lighting, but he walked to the door and looked up and let out a weird exclamation.

"Huh?"

Gellert: "What's wrong?"

Fatier pointed to the top of his head and wondered: "No, there are obviously only three Personally, why does psychic lighting appear a head."

Gellert looked up and saw that the dim three-headed lighting magic product, somehow turned into four heads.

He felt bad for the powerful spirit strength, but before he could react, a silhouette appeared silently from the darkness, with a sharp knife lying across Fatir’s neck. .

"Don't move, just move and kill him."