Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

He entered a state of meditation without the slightest hesitation. At this moment, his Sea of ​​Consciousness has become a colorful ocean, which is a sea of ​​countless faces of various colors.

They screamed and wailed wildly in Hoffa's spiritual world, and their anger was distorted indescribably.

His self-consciousness has completely become an island in the ocean.

This scene almost made him faint.

Last time, he was swallowed by this inexplicable will, and when he quarreled with Aglaia, he still noticed it.

But this time, he was swallowed by this will almost unaware, the cause is almost unknown.

Undoubtedly, if the smoking boy hadn't caught him, he would have lost his self-awareness and would become a walking corpse driven by these strange faces.

The magic power of his whole body, even his life, was transformed into the charged magic power of Thunderbird. After an unknown period of confrontation, he barely eliminated this terrifying will in his brain.

When he woke up, it was completely dark.

The teenager in a checkered shirt was sitting on the carriage table. There were a pile of cigarette butts scattered on the ground, and the choking smell in the air was almost suffocating.

Hoffa coughed a few times and looked pale as paper. Although he was grateful that the other party held him at the last second when he lost his self-consciousness, the smell inside was really choking.

"Have you ever seen foolishness?" The boy flicked his soot, each minding their own business asked.

"Stupid?" Hoffa immediately asked, "Is that egg?"

"Egg? What kind of egg, foolishness is foolishness."

"What do you mean? , Can you make it clearer?"

"Speak clearly? Not clear." The thin bamboo pole boy spit out a puff of smoke and blew it on Hoffa's face: "If you insist on explaining, foolishness is a kind of spiritual power. , A message, a symbol, exists in the world, but there is no entity. Prolonged contact will destroy and assimilate the existence of the self."

Then he sneered: "You're quite something, I've seen foolishness and hasn't been assimilated, how long have you persisted?"

"What do you mean? I don't quite understand." Hoffa said, "What are you talking about? What is a symbol?"

"There are many kinds of symbols in this world. When a certain powerful wizard or wizard group's personality self-spreads to the extreme, it will form a symbol to eliminate other personalities. Even after the wizard's death, this symbol It will still exist. Do you understand?"

When he called Hoffa Yunshan Mist, he didn't understand it at all. After thinking for a long time, he only asked one sentence:

"Am I sick?"

"It can be understood that way."

"Then this How to cure the disease?"

"There is no cure."

There is no cure! Hoffa was startled and didn't speak for a long time.

Man smoking: "Either you become a symbol or a branch of someone else's symbol. This is the fate of wizard in this world. No one can escape."

A lighter lit another cigarette, took a sip, and vomited deeply.

"It’s like every one of us is going to die. To die sooner or later is to die."

He shook his head and shrugged, jumping off the table: "The train has arrived, if you still If you want to catch up with the banquet, go and change your clothes."

After speaking, he wandered out of the carriage.

Hoffa a shivered got up, "Hey, what's your name?"

But the man didn’t answer at all. When Hoffa chased out the carriage, he had already disappeared. Left a stomped cigarette butt.

What a mysterious guy...Hoffa sighed, looking out the window, thinking about the two different moments of the invaded consciousness. He found that although this kind of moment came is very hidden, but the premise is The stability of the surrounding environment has been destroyed.

The last time it was Hagrid, this time it was the senior girl named Sherlock again. It seems that this spiritual power is forcing Hoffa to prevent him from making any changes...

The train has stopped, the heavy rain has turned into a patter of light rain, and the students are walking one after another. Get off the train.

No matter what the foolishness and symbols in that boy's mouth, he must return to Hogwarts quickly. Maybe he can find the answer in the library, maybe Dumbledore will do it.

Hoffa looked at his watch, and dared not hesitate, quickly ran to his original carriage.

When he returned to his original carriage, it was already empty, and his luggage and backpack were gone. Maybe it was taken away by house elf.

Hoffa looked at the ordinary muggle clothes on her body. The secret way is bad. If she can’t change clothes in the carriage and waits until she goes to school, wouldn’t it be too abrupt? Could everyone else wear school gowns and wear shirts? Huh...

Just as he was secretly annoyed, a faint accusing voice sounded behind him: "You have been in the toilet for long enough."

He turned his head back. In the open carriage door across the corridor, Aglaia was wearing a blue and black school gown, holding his clothes and sitting on a chair, with blue eyes shining in the dark.

"I thought you fell in the toilet."

After speaking, she handed over the clothes.

The other party is waiting for him here. Heaven knows how long he waited. Looking at the school gown in the hallway, Hoffa felt a little uncomfortable. Just a few hours ago, he had never wanted to see him again. Thoughts.

He took the school gown silently, closed the door, and put it on.

After putting it on, he opened the door: "Thank you for your help."

"Thank you Miranda," Aglaia turned his head, indifferently said, "It's her Please be here to wait for you."

"Where is your cousin?" Hoffa asked.

"Let's go, walking with Miranda."

The two got off the train and came to the school platform.

At this moment, the large army is walking in front, already far away from them. The rain in the sky has been under the crash-bang. In the distance, you can see a group of First Year new students struggling to hold a ferry ceremony on the rough black lake.

Aglaia pulled out the wand and shook it a little bit. Her wand stretched out and the top spread out, turning into an umbrella.

"Good transfiguration." Hoffa exclaimed sincerely.

"Show the ugliness."

Maybe the waiting time is a bit long, or it may be the resentment that Hoffa left them down, maybe the last embarrassment of the summer vacation has not passed yet, in short, Her words became very few.

Hoffa took the umbrella. Although Aglea is still one centimeter taller than him based on his current height, he still took the umbrella. Chased the past.

The rain hit the umbrella and made a crackle sound, but other than that, there was no other sound. The silence of the Zazahu hu companion made Hoffa feel a little uncomfortable.

He still remembers that this guy was able to talk for an hour just to show off potion in First Year.

"After the summer vacation, how did you spend it?"

Hoffa broke the silence.

"It's not too much, eat, get up, and sleep."

She said indifferently.

"Did your mother embarrass you later?"

"No, she is my mother." Aglaia said.

Hoffa didn't answer these words. After a moment of silence, he asked directly: "What's the matter with you? I don't like you with so few words."

Aglaia glanced at it. Hoffa glanced at: "Are you like Miranda, I hope I don’t come to school."

Hoffa as if was struck by lightning, he suddenly realized that this girl is not like normally It looks so carefree. He immediately wanted to deny it, but the second he hesitated had already caused Aglaia to turn his head.

After that, in a section of the road, the two did not have any extra communication, just walking.

...... Among them, above their heads, there is a transparent shield with a bright silver Phoenix, blocking the rain.

The current head and Deputy Headmistress Dumbledore of Ravenclaw is standing on the stone steps, giving pre-school lectures to these young wizards. He was wearing an elegant velvet coat, and the tail of his long robe slowly floated in the rain, without any rain.

Behind him, stands the Prefect of the four houses.

After walking up the steps, Hoffa saw Aglaia’s cousin, the Ravenclaw’s Prefect staring at herself and Aglaia, browsing slightly wrinkle.

He handed back the umbrella that wand had turned into. Aglea took it, turned around and walked up the stairs without saying a word, passed by his cousin, and disappeared into the castle.

Hoffa felt a little uncomfortable. He paused for a while, and after a distance from her, he walked up the stairs. Just before entering the hallway, Dumbledore stopped talking to the new student:

"Wait a minute, Bach, I have something to do with you."

Hoffa stood still: "What's the matter. "

Dumbledore walked to Hoffa and bent down: "This year I hope that after the separate house ceremony is over, you will read about the school's new arrangements for this year."

"What. .....?" When Hoffa heard this, he started.

Dumbledore whispered: "You have seen the school status this year. It is very sluggish. These new students need a little hope and a little encouragement. No one is more suitable than you to give a speech. You know, these are coming. Many of the students in the school were influenced by you last year."

Hoffa couldn't say a word for a long time.

Dumbledore patted his shoulder, said with a slight smile: "It’s okay, don’t be nervous, I have finished the manuscript, you just need to read it, of course, if you want to play freely, That's okay."

After speaking, he couldn't help but put a parchment into Hoffa's arms.

Hoffa look palely at the parchment, the text on it close and numerous, like a tadpole, made his scalp numb, he put the parchment in his arms, and his heart was heavy.

For such an introverted and lazy person like him, giving a speech is really life-demanding.

After Dumbledore kept Hoffa by his side, he continued to stand in front of the new students and said: "...In short, the rules this year are not so strict, but I also hope that he will be there. In a few free time, you can find your own sense of belonging in your respective houses..."

Dumbledore is not talking about Danger Land, he always likes to talk.

Hoffa stood behind him silently looking at the group of small carrot heads in the rain. Thinking of when I came to school two years ago, the Deputy Headmistress Adbe Gosak only said a word.

(Quiet, which house is assigned to which house)

He couldn't help but laugh, but soon his smile disappeared, a trace of doubt broke into his mind, and he again looked towards the group of small carrot heads in the rain.

Nothing...

What's wrong.

One person is missing.

Today is enrollment day. It stands to reason that Hagrid should have reached enrollment age and should stand among this group of new students.

But he didn't see the tall boy. It stands to reason that a person of his size should be very conspicuous.

He stood on tiptoe and looked again, but strangely, no matter how he searched, he didn't see the lonely and introverted boy he saw during the summer vacation.