Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

That night, all the students gathered in the hall of the auditorium.

There is an old piano in the corner of the hall. Its buttons automatically go up and down, making a soft ding dong sound. Thousands of small candles were burning on the dark dome, shining bright blue light. Coupled with the makeup of all kinds of strange things from the students below, the atmosphere of the whole Halloween looks mysterious and gloomy.

It stands to reason that the Halloween costume party should be exciting, but it doesn’t. The hall was filled with oppressive silence.

Because there is a dragon.

The dragon training team returning from outside the school has a row of tables alone, and they sit on the right side of the faculty seat. A young dragon stood beside everyone.

Everyone's expressions all stay on the young Dragon, and the silence and depressive atmosphere has been maintained.

It wasn't until Jacob Bohan walked in through the door with the headmaster of Dim-sighted from old age that he helped the headmaster of Dim-sighted from the old age, the atmosphere only calmed down a bit. Hoffa glanced around at the faculty desk, and half of the professors were not there.

Slughorn, Dumbledore, Melrose, Fatir, none of them were there.

Dippet headmaster walked under the giant eagle statue and coughed twice: "Before the banquet, let me say a few words. Today I called the dragon training team back, cough cough... .. On the one hand, I will check the results. I am very satisfied with the results. On the other hand, I hope you can take the lead and set an example. In the days to come, all students will learn from the dragon training team. ......"

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Dippet said dryly on the faculty seat, encouraging the dragon training team to Fan. Let them behave well and don't go wrong, the future of Hogwarts depends on you, and so on, Barabara.

After speaking, he left the faculty desk with the help of Jacob Pohan, and the other teachers chased it out. It seemed that there were other things that needed to be discussed.

The professor just left.

The silent atmosphere was suddenly torn apart, and the students under the seat split into two factions at a speed visible to naked eye.

A group of dragon training team is very friendly, and they are asking questions around them.

The other group's eyes are unwilling, but the expression is very cold. They sit far away, ignoring the students returning from training the dragon, and even pointing fingers to them.

Hoffa’s roommate, Anthony Ao, belongs to the first kind. He was in the crowd, surrounded by the group of students who train the dragon, and asked excitedly, sitting next to him with keen interest pleasure. listen.

(And William, he sat next to Hoffa, and whispered disdainfully: "hmph, didn’t you just meet Dragon? Make it as if someone hadn’t seen it before...I’m six years old. I have seen a Norwegian Ridgeback and even rode it.”)

Hoffa silently ate Halloween pumpkin pie. William was also one of the people who crossed the lake at the time, except that it was more than 50 kilometers away. Heihu, he swam less than three kilometers and then returned back exhaustively.

(William kept talking: "It’s just a bunch of wild beasts. Fatiel De La Cess actually said what to do to build a single-plank bridge... It’s funny, I don’t People who have seen how to train dragons can be Ministry of Magic......")

He kept talking, Hoffa felt like a group of mosquitoes were Buzz~Buzz~buzzing in his ears. He stared blankly at Aglaia and Miranda who hadn't seen them in the crowd for two months.

I haven't seen them for two months, but I don't think they've seen them too often. They've been sitting in place and looking at them, but their images are strangely vague.

(William is still saying: "I think it’s so funny, I need to swim to raise a dragon. I also boasted shamelessly to play, really when the taxpayer’s money comes from the wind... .... That Delraces, I heard that the house is operating a hospital... It doesn't seem to be clean... Not like a good person...")

His voice mixed with the voices of other students floating around, coming in from Hoffa's left ear, out of his right ear, in his right ear, and out of his left ear. The whole hall is on chirp chirp twitter twitter. An inexplicable atmosphere in the air began to ferment.

(William: "Without you, those people were blown up to ashes last year. They are still here pretending to be forced, did you ask me to say, didn’t you also cross the river? Why didn’t you tame it? Dragon...There must be a shady in it, right, that Professor De La Cess must have a problem...")

He took the trouble to De La Ces de la Seth kept talking.

At this time, a doubt appeared in Hoffa's mind. No, where is Professor Dumbledore? Where is Dumbledore? Are they doing other things?

(William: "I took the dragon to sit in the hall, why not go to heaven, what is so proud of, those people would have died in the explosion last year without you.")

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Hoffa was thinking about her shoulders With a heavy blow, he was shocked, came back to his senses, it turned out that William patted himself.

"What's wrong?" Hoffa asked. He has been habitually wandering. He didn't listen much to what the other party said.

William "I said, those who train dragons are nothing great, right?"

When he said this, the surroundings were immediately quiet and many people watched Coming over, staring straight at Hoffa.

It is a look that yearns for affirmation, eagerness to be recognized and understood by others. At this moment, he vaguely felt that he had touched something. He couldn't tell the truth, but the real existence floated above the hall.

Hoffa looked into William’s eyes, filled with a trace of unbearableness in his heart, the nodded of his god envoy Ghost Messenger: "You are right."

William’s eyes burst out with dazzling brilliance. , He said excitedly to the people next to him:

"Look, they are nothing great. Hoffa swam past and was not with those people."

His words were like a stone smashed. Entering the calm pool, before Hoffa had time to stop it, it stirred up waves among the students, and immediately, all the surrounding words spread.

"Hoffa said they were nothing great."

"Hoffa said those people weren’t farts."

"They would have died without Hoffa."

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"Hoffa said..."

word gets around. One person to one person, in the end, when this sentence reached the ears of the dragon training team who were eating and drinking, it had completely changed.

Hoffa didn't know the specifics of the passing words, but after only one student whispered to them, the whole dragon training team turned their heads in astonishment and stared at himself with incredible expressions.

He gave a chuckle in his heart.

I saw Sherlock in the dragon training team stood up, Aglaia and Miranda immediately grabbed her, but she broke free, she strode to Ravenclaw where Hoffa was located. By the table. Staring at him coldly.

"What did you just say?"

Hoffa looked blank: "What did I say?"

She was extremely angry and smiled back: "You said Don’t you know what you are doing? Put garlic here."

At this time, another tall boy also slowly walked to Hoffa's side, held down the table, and said with a sullen expression: "Last year we weren’t behind. Help you? This is what we did together. It is the glory of Hogwarts. How come you have become your glory alone?"

With his anger, a fat Swedish Short -Snout propped up his chubby body, slowly came behind the boy, and snorted.

Sherlock's Hungarian Horntail also silently disappeared in place at this time, and crawled in the direction of his master.

Sherlock: "Go away, Diggory, I'll take care of this."

The tall boy glanced at her and shook his head, "You calm down."

"I don't say second time." Sherlock looked at Hoffa firmly.

The boy straightened up, glanced at Hoffa in silence, and turned away with his short-nosed dragon.

As soon as he left, Sherlock grabbed Hoffa's collar and gritted his teeth and whispered: "You can think I'm a fool, you can ignore me, but you can't deny the efforts of our team!! "

She was so angry that her fists were shaking, presumably the words just passed by were too ugly.

Hoffa tried to explain, but as soon as he turned his head, the students who had just spread the word in private suddenly fell silent, without making a sound, they just looked at Hoffa like this. Halloween makeup of all kinds of strange things, combined with a unified silence. Appearing weird but neat, Hoffa couldn't even tell who was who in this group.

For a while, he was pushed out and stood in the forefront. Their desires, their desires, and their will are like symbols clearly floating in the sky.

"You..."

Hoffa murmured, not sure what to say. At this moment, he became a substitute for collective will, and he could no longer take care of himself.

Sherlock turned his head around: "Look at me! You speak! Do you think dragon training is a simple and ridiculous thing?"

" I don't think so." Hoffa denied immediately.

"Don't think you are so ugly!?" Sherlock's cold fingers almost deformed Hoffa's face.

At this moment, Miranda rushed over, grabbed Sherlock's hand, and said calmly: "It's okay, what a big deal, Hoffa, you apologize, and it's over with an apology."

Apologize?

As soon as Miranda's words were said, the silent eyes of hundreds of students behind him became sharp as knives. The boiling will and spirit in the air almost dimmed the entire hall. None of them spoke, but the information was clearly transmitted to Hoffa.

Never apologize.

Never compromise.

This is a pressure that Hoffa has never felt before. At this moment, it doesn't matter what he personally thinks.

He looked straight into Sherlock’s blue eyes and whispered: "Apologize, I didn’t say anything."

"Nothing." Sherlock laughed. After smiling, she let go of her hand and her eyes were completely cold. "When Aglaia and I mentioned you before, I had some expectations for you, but now it seems that you are only this."

Miranda was pushed away by Sherlock and was drowned in the crowd. Sherlock pulled out the wand from his waist and took a step back. At this step, all the students stood up. They all took a step back. They pulled out the wand and surrounded the two of them. The air was filled with irritability and fanaticism. .

After going through the Defense Against the Dark Arts class last year, he naturally knew the meaning of this gesture. This guy actually planned to fight himself.

"Must be like this?" Hoffa didn't move.

"Are you so indecisive? Bach!"

As she spoke, another qi was always locked on Hoffa. He saw the young Hungarian Horntail approaching him quietly in the shadows. Its wings were half folded, and those cold yellow eyes stared at Hoffa. It slightly twisted its spiked tail, leaving small friction marks on the hard marble ground, like a lion cub hunting after a lioness.

Hoffa glanced at the tree wasp and said solemnly: "I don't want to do it with you."

"What then?" Sherlock held Wand to the tip of her nose, "Do you think you Very large, don't you oneself to somebody's level with me?"

Hoffa was silent, the young Hungarian Horntail was getting closer and closer to him, and the air was full of danger.

"What reason are you looking for to leave here this time? Do you want to go to the toilet again in front of so many people? Mr. Bach!"

Several people inside laughed, and the laughter revealed a faint disdain, and the crowd behind Hoffa exploded like a sensitive nerve.

"Hit it!"

"Who is afraid of you!"

"Who do you think you are?"

"Prefect What a great thing?"

"What a great teacher's children?"

"Isn't it a relationship?"

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"Shut up!"

Hoffa turned his head and roared.

Hoffa: "What's the meaning of this?"

Sherlock "The meaning? You don't respect us, Hoffa. Bach.

Duel, win me , Whatever you scold, if you lose, I want you to apologize loudly to us in front of the whole school!"