Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

If you want to be selected by the teacher of the magical biology class and free from the heavy mechanical work, you have to cross the fifty-kilometer black lake. In the eyes of ordinary muggle, almost It’s a fantasy story.

Hoffa took a swimsuit and walked into the changing room, constantly thinking about ways to cross the lake.

In the wooden changing room, the conditions are very simple, and it was built temporarily. However, in the changing room, dozens of house elfs shuttled back and forth, stacking the clothes changed by the students into neat and tidy, and placed them in different categories.

The swimming costumes prepared by the school seem to be ordinary and old-fashioned. At first glance, they are shorts without a jacket. It feels like the skin of some kind of aquatic animal. On the side of the pants, you can see a "Chuan"-shaped rune. I don't know what it means.

When Hoffa finished changing his swimsuits, when the male and female students came out of their respective changing rooms, the scene seemed to be a large pool party.

Girls have very ordinary attire, all in tight-fitting swimsuits. It's not as exaggerated and sexy as later generations. But the joy of this first experience still makes students excited pointing fingers.

Boys get together to discuss girls' figures, and girls get together to discuss boys. Some are bold and some pretend to be inadvertent. But everyone's eyes are floating everywhere.

By this time, Aglaia with excellent looks is not very popular. Because after wearing a swimsuit, the proportion of the body's score began to rise sharply. Although she is in bud, she is still a 13-year-old bud. Coupled with the tightness of the swimsuit, she doesn't seem to be very brilliant at first glance.

On the contrary, the Prefect named Sherlock next to her has become the subject of heated discussion among boys, and her figure is indeed hot enough. With big breasts and thin waist, it is even a bit exaggerated from the perspective of 15 years old.

Hoffa looked at her a few more times, she immediately glanced at Hoffa with her hips akimbo, her eyes staying on his face for one and one second.

Hoffa turned her head, thinking that although her figure was good, she was far worse than Osivia.

At this time, there was a hint of coolness from the waist. Turning her head to see, Miranda was smiling and poking around her waist.

"What are you doing?"

Hoffa jumped to the side and opened her somewhat mischievous hand.

"Usually you can't tell, your figure is quite predictable." Miranda said with admiration.

Hoffa thought for a long time, and said dryly: "Ha, your eyes are dull enough."

Miranda looked around, shaking hands and betting in Hoffa's ear:" Let me tell you a secret. Those girls are betting that whoever touches your abdominal muscles will give them money."

Hoffa was shocked and looked over Miranda and saw a group of people excited by the tree. The four Fifth Year girls of chirp chirp twitter twitter don’t know which house they belong to. Perceiving Hoffa's eyes, they even stomped their feet excitedly.

"What?"

He said with displeasure: "When I am a park statue? Feel free to touch it for a fee..."

"200Galleon ." Miranda said.

Hoffa's body was shocked, 200 Galleon, he had never seen so much money in his life. Are these girls so rich?

He swallowed his saliva and said hoarsely: "Divide me in half?"

"I thought you would be more reserved?" Miranda couldn't help but laugh.

"You can't lose meat when touched." Hoffa said solemnly.

"You can still make money, tsk tsk, I really envy you. I feel admired."

Miranda jokes, slowly moving her slender palm to Hoffa's lower abdomen.

At this time, Hoffa suddenly felt the thorns on his back, as if someone was poking his neck with the burning tongs. Miranda was also horrified, and withdrew her hand.

There is murderous aura!

He turned his head and saw nothing, but he saw Aglaia in the distance holding his arms and staring at the white clouds in the sky.

The two looked at each other and Miranda stuck out her tongue: "It seems that this money can't be made."

At this moment, there was a plop not far away.

Someone has entered the water.

There are a few tall Gryffindors who are extremely brave. They exaggeratedly showed off their muscles in front of the girls, and then plopped dumplings into the lake.

They are tired after swimming less than one kilometer. This is not an ordinary swimming pool. After swam another kilometer, several people turned around, thrashed, and tried to swim back.

It was probably because of leg cramps that didn't take long to swim. They struggled violently in the water, and gu lu lu shouted for help while struggling. The students on the shore were stunned.

At this time, huge tentacles were tumbling out of the water, which directly rolled up several drowning Gryffindors and threw them back to the grass.

The sane group of students stood on the shore and looked at a few Gryffindor Seventh Year students who were like a mess. They were all concerned. After the excitement passed, they all discovered the problem.

This is not a real pool party after all. It is serious to arrive on the other side of the lake and complete the course taught by Professor Drasses.

Hoffa stood on the shore of the lake and looked at the surface of the lake, and then looked at the Scottish mountains that were blurred into a small dot in the distance, thinking that this teacher had a problem.

He can't swim, he is a thorough dry duck, a terrestrial creature.

More than fifty kilometers, you have to swim over.

The world swimming champion will also be exhausted in it, which means that must use magic, but in magic, there are not many spells that can float on the water. In fact, Hoffa is a will not. He When I fell into the water last year, I never swam on my own.

"Have you thought about it?" Miranda asked.

"Almost."

Hoffa nodded, in fact, he has several options in mind.

The first is the gills, the thing Harry will eat in the future Triwizard Tournament, which can give him the ability to swim. The second is transformation. Although his Animagus is not a fish, he can turn his body into a streamlined shape. To increase the speed of travel.

Miranda: "Since you have an idea, then I will go first. Speaking of which, I really don't like swimming very much."

After that, she hit Hoffa with her back Snapped his fingers.

A transparent big ball barrier covered her whole person. She controlled the barrier, jumped into the lake, and then sank straight down.

At the bottom of the lake, she walked leisurely towards the other side of the lake, saying that she was walking, but in fact it was like a spacewalk, very fast, ten meters in one step.

The waiting students whispered: "Is that the bubble curse?"

"It should be."

"Why does the bubble curse sink? Huh?"

"Maybe other spells have been used."

"Why don't we try it too?"

Bubble spells are not difficult In the spells, a group of students around began to follow Miranda’s approach. But after they jumped into the water wrapped in bubbles, they couldn't even control the direction. They could only wave their limbs, follow the flow, bumping into each other, let alone walking leisurely.

Hoffa thought that in terms of spells and magic control, he was really inferior to his friend, a simple spell, cast by different people, with completely different effects.

......

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On the other hand, that hot figure Sherlock Prefect attracted a lot s concern.

I saw Shi Shiran take a step forward and naturally fell back into the lake. When she fell in midair, she herself became a lump of clear water and disappeared when she hit the lake. Got disappeared without a trace.

The people around immediately exclaimed: "That's amazing, what spells are that?"

"I don't know, I didn't see her chanting the spell."

"Elemental assimilation curse, quite a profound magic."

A senior student saw it, holding his arm tsk tsk and admiring it.

Seeing that they couldn't swim to the other shore by brute force, Hogwarts students began to show their divine ability. Someone plunged their hands into the lake water, called fish schools, and flowed towards the other shore with the help of the fish schools. There were also senior students who walked directly to the Black Lake, and the surface of the water they stepped on was turned blue by frost.

After most of the students left, there were few people left on the grass. Aglaia hadn't left yet, Hoffa looked at her and wanted to have a word with her.

But she sat cross-legged on the shore of the lake without saying a word, and directly separated a phantom from her body, and rushed to the other side of the lake.

The illusion is neither entity nor weight, like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, it dashed several kilometers on the lake.

Hoffa looked at her curiously, wondering what is the use of her sending an illusion in the past.

Because the illusion is only an illusion, her entity is still sitting on the shore of the lake.

The following scene stunned Hoffa. She stood up, took a step forward, and disappeared in place.

The illusion that had run for several kilometers appeared on the spot, and then the illusion disappeared with a plop.

She and her phantom have turned upside down.

Good profound space magic. Hoffa was secretly surprised that this little girl has grown so much stronger without seeing it in a month, it's hard to imagine.

Having watched the students disappear one by one, Hoffa no longer waited and watched. He went the other way and walked to the school castle.

He asked Slughorn, the professor of the potion class, to borrow some gills to make up for his shortcomings of not being able to swim. At this point, he has no doubts. At the end of the Slughorn Second Year, he looked after him for a month, and the relationship between the two was very good.

Since the magical biology class is full participation, Hoffa did not meet any students while walking in the castle while wearing swimming trunks. But when they walked to the corridor on the third floor, the oil paintings on the wall woke up one after another. They saw a half-fruit man walking by. Some of the paintings showed people covering their eyes shyly, and some began to criticize him harshly.

"Hey!"

"How old is it?"

"Ugly!"

"Moral corruption!"

"Why didn't you just take off your pants?"

"What style is that, it's still tight!"

"Are the current trends so disgusting? ?"

Hoffa covered her ears, as if she hadn't heard. But at this moment, a few ghosts floated over from the other side of the corridor. There are men and women, they wear pleated long skirts, like a group of young women who go to a tea party in the Middle Ages, but the attitude of ghosts is much more open than oil paintings.

Silver white ghosts drifted past Hoffa, covering their mouths and snickering.

"Hey! Where's your clothes?"

"Is it Halloween today?"

"It's nice to be young."

"I was about the same body as you when I was alive....."

There are also female ghosts who always wear Hoffa's body, staying for a long time, seeming to want to touch him, The action is a bit erotic. Although they could not really touch Hoffa, this caused his body heat to be quickly taken away.

Finally, Hoffa couldn't help but ask in annoyance:

"What are you looking at, haven't you seen Hogwarts in a swimsuit?"

"I haven't seen it." A ghost obediently and honestly said, "I wish I could try it too."

"Damn!!"

......

When I walked to the potion office on the third floor, the spectators finally dispersed.

He knocked on the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a half-bald head came out. The fat Slughorn was smoking a cigarette. When he saw a student standing in front of him, he almost didn't put the cigarette into his lungs. He sternly shouted:

"Hey! What's your situation?"

"Professor, it's me."

Hoffa waved the smoke away.

"You...!" Slughorn saw the person who came, his eyes widened, his expression relaxed a lot, "Hoffa, why are you dressed like this? You have annoyed a girl you shouldn't mess with. "

"What are you thinking, Professor."

Hoffa is speechless, he spreads out his hands: "Could you please lend me a bit of gills, I will use it for the magical biology class ."

"Why do we use gills in the magical biology class?"

"Swimming, professor."

"Fatiel Delasse The course of that guy Si?"

"Yes."

"He let you swim?"

"Yes."

"No wonder, I should have thought of this old lunatic."

Slughorn slapped his forehead: "What a lunatic...who will invite him to the class and want to train the whole Hogwarts Become a demon?"

Each minding their own business sent a few grumbles, Slughorn came back to his senses, pressing Hoffa's shoulder: "Quickly, come in, don't freeze, child.. .... I'll get it for you."

He dragged Hoffa into the office with great enthusiasm. Slughorn's office was as warm and luxurious as ever. The fireplace was blazing with flames, nothing The cold style of Snake Yard.

Slughorn: "You're quite something ......You're quite something, you actually thought of using gills, it seems that you have done a lot of work on potion. You must be Inspired by one of my classes, right...Ah, it must be like this..."

Slughorn opened the warehouse and started to dig into the cabinet with his stomach upright. At this moment, Hoffa saw a vague silhouette lying on the sofa aside. Looking closer, it turned out to be Tom Riddle.

He collapsed on the sofa, unconscious, sleeping soundly.

Turning his back to Hoffa, Slughorn Sonorus said: "I just picked him up from the school hospital. This poor child is not very stable lately and has severe sleepiness. I can’t participate in the magic like you. Biology lesson."

"Um..." Hoffa replied absent-mindedly, his attention always on the half-lying Tom Riddle.

But at the moment Tom Riddle is in a healed lethargic state. He closed his eyes tightly and made no sound.

Walking to stand beside him, Hoffa could feel some small whispers, which were not real at all. The voice came from Riddle's body. It sounded like two people were whispering. He thought Squat down to check if this is an illusion.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

Hoffa straightened up and turned to look towards Slughorn. The fat Potions teacher handed over a bottle. After taking a look, it was not the seaweed-like plant written in the original work, but a small bottle of green potion.

"This... doesn't seem to be a saccharum." Hoffa asked.

"I'm a professor of potion class. If you want gills, you should ask the Herbology teacher for it!"

Slughorn straightened his stomach, and petted Hoffa with his stubby fingers. "This is a Merpeople potion, child, for ten years. The effect is very strong, very strong, pay attention to the dosage. This is much stronger than the effect of G. saccharum."

Oh, Hoffa thought, no matter what Things, as long as you can swim, are good things.

He thanked Slughorn, turned his head and walked out.

When he reached the door, Slughorn couldn't help but stop him.

"child..."

"What's the matter, professor?" Hoffa turned his head curiously.

"Did Fatir tell you a lot?" His stubby fingers made two gestures, "About life and education?"

Hoffa nodded, "No Wrong."

Slughorn hesitated for a moment, walked over to Hoffa, and Hoffa smelled a strong snuff.

"Listen, Bach. It’s not very good to say that, but..."

paused, Professor Fat lowered his voice solemnly:

"Fatier De La Cess is a passive naturalist and has no emotions at all. Just listen to what he says, but don't take it seriously. In his eyes, the entire human race should be extinct. Yes."