Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

"Duel, win me, scold whatever you want, lose, I want you to apologize loudly to us in front of the whole school!" Just after the words were finished, Sherlock raised his hand and pointed, and at that moment, the Hungarian Horntail attacked him.

It spreads its wings, exerts force on its hind legs, and its speed is fast as lightning.

Hoffa, who has always been vigilant, stepped on the ground, raised his head, jumped high, stepped on the table, and then jumped to more than two meters high, stepping on the back of the tree wasp, and a three-gang Jump.

Hungarian Horntail slammed into the air, his neck immediately twisted to one hundred and eighty degrees, and a scorching dragon's breath spurted from his throat.

The flame illuminates Hoffa's face.

And Sherlock drew out wand, and wand flicked: "Trident!"

A jet of water gushes out of her wand, and the flight turns into a Trident. Take it straight away The young boy leaping high.

Hoffa in the air can't turn. He has water drops on his side and a raging dragon's breath under him.

But before the water hit Hoffa, he disappeared into the air. The flame passed through his body, and at the same time the Trident curse fell into the air, falling to the ground, turning into a large pool of water.

Seeing the boy disappeared, Sherlock seemed to have expected it. She quickly backed away, and in the blink of an eye, she retreated to the position of the faculty desk in the hall, with her back against the wall.

Hoffa's pace is lightning fast after landing. He doesn't want to keep his hands, just wants to quickly end this meaningless farce. He followed Sherlock's steps and appeared in front of her. He leaned forward and grabbed his head with his five fingers.

After approaching, he saw the sneer on the face of Sherlock who was receding, she said silently, "Guessed!"

In the next second, Hoffa stretched forward. The palm directly penetrated the opponent's cold head. Splashing a bouquet of water.

oh la la! She turned into a pool of liquid, letting Hoffa's fingers go through her head.

The liquid did not spill, and quickly became ice.

Hoffa's secret path is not good, it is an element assimilation spell! I underestimated her.

The arm froze at lightning speed. He secretly said that it is not good, ghost walking can avoid damage, but can not avoid control!

At this moment, the Hungarian Horntail on the side didn't give him a chance to breathe. He lowered his head like lightning and rushed out. The sharp spikes all over the neck made it like a charging rhino.

Hoffa leaped high on the human icicle, trying to seduce the Hungarian Horntail and break the ice.

But the ice melted again and turned back to liquid, making him lose his focus in the air. He stomped on the air, controlled by half of the ice, and smashed into the ground.

And the tree bee on the ground flicked its tail, and its sharp tail cut to Hoffa's face like a razor.

He couldn't change his posture, so he directly transformed his life with magic power, and a circular shield appeared on his arm.

Bah! !

Like a knife blade piercing the cloth, the tails of the shield intersect, and the huge force makes Hoffa and the tree wasp retreat several steps at the same time. He leaned on the head table, leaned on the chair to stand firmly in front of him, the shield was removed, and his arms trembled slightly.

The Hungarian Horntail rolled for three and a half weeks, then quickly stood up. The yellow eyes stared at Hoffa stubbornly.

Hoffa touched her face, stinging. The shield just blocked most of the damage, but he was rushed to prepare and was still swept by the tail of the tree wasp. The razor-like thorns directly left a deep crack on his cheekbone, and blood was injected.

He is worthy of being a dragon, just a few months old, his power is terrifying, in a flash less than two rounds, he is in the cooperation of the wizard and the Dragon, neither too big nor too small To eat a sorrowful loss.

At this time, the ice in the liquid on the ground squirmed and turned back to the blond young girl. Sherlock looked at Hoffa who was panting slightly, and squinted his eyes and said, "Is it over, Bach! It disappoints me too much."

Hoffa looked around. She and Sherlock were surrounded by water, and the atmosphere became more and more frenzied. The students stared and breathed quickly. The whole hall seemed to be turned into a heart-warming furnace, and why the fighting was no longer important to these students. They just want to see the result, the result of one party's downfall. Before this result appears, no one can leave the hall.

Hoffa's blood flow rate gradually increased, and this atmosphere shocked him.

"Hope star, shield of light? Oh, do you know what I think?"

With a wave of Sherlock Wand, close and numerous drops of water appeared in the air, Those water droplets are suspended in the air, motionless.

"You are arrogant, indifferent, and always want to be a bystander. You don't deserve to be in this position at all!"

Look at these fine water droplets. Hoffa was secretly surprised, the other party was so careful, and now he only needs to move a little, even if he is not harmed after walking into the ghost, but he will still expose his position.

Sherlock smiled sideways: "I can see it? I know your Disillusionment Charm very difficult to deal with, Bach. This is specially prepared for you."

Hoffa: "Do you treat me as an imaginary enemy?"

Sherlock: "That's not true. I just respect every opponent."

After that, Hungarian Horntail opened its wings and said The four-meter-long body slammed into the ground again, and the speed was faster than before.

Hoffa put his hands together, and several stone hands pierced the ground, taking Sherlock in the distance.

He can see that this Dragon is completely a part of Sherlock, and it is only serious to solve Sherlock quickly.

Sure enough, seeing the owner in danger, the tamed Dragon should immediately change direction and want to help Sherlock.

Sherlock also saw Hoffa’s thoughts. The moment a stone hand appeared on the ground, she rolled on the spot and directly held wand in her mouth. Then she pressed her palms to the ground, and the ground covered several spots. Rune.

"Oil fire marsh!"

The entire ground covered by rune became a deep black mud. Hoffa sank immediately. In the blink of an eye the mud sank from his knees to his waist!

He made a decisive decision, stretched out the huge Thunderbird wings behind his back, and slammed, the huge reaction force made him straight up.

Sherlock sneaked, without the slightest hesitation, ordered: "It's now, Buck!"

Hungarian Horntail spit out the dragon's breath!

The dragon's breath is five meters long, and it instantly illuminates a corner of the hall.

The dragon fire snaked and ignited the swamp. Hoffa immediately entered the ghost to wander, but this time, the ghost can't avoid the damage. Because he had just left the swamp and he was still covered with a lot of black mud and oil marsh, the fire burned directly on him, and there was nowhere to hide. His entire lower body was ignited, and the scorching flames burned him to ashes.

He stopped wasting magic power and immediately exited the shadow state.

The battle has become fierce, and the atmosphere of all around has become more and more enthusiastic.

"Green basket!"

Sherlock flicked wand, and the swamp on the ground instantly turned into a spreading vine, tying his limbs like lightning.

Hungarian Horntail seized the opportunity. With a roar, it stood up to two meters tall, and bit Hoffa's neck across its bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, pure hunting skills.

One second in a flash, Hoffa tilted his head and exposed his neck to the tree wasp.

No one expected Hoffa to make such a suicidal action. For a while, all the onlookers covered their mouths and exclaimed. Sherlock didn't expect it, but it was too late to order to stop it.

The tree wasp did not leave a hand, and bit down ferociously.

Clang!

The blood splash screen did not appear as expected. With a crisp sound, the tree wasp's fangs left several white marks on Hoffa's neck. The tree wasp held Hoffa's neck and bit off three long teeth.

"Hiss!"

"My God..."

Some students covered their eyes and did not dare to look again, some of them could bear it The poor girl almost fainted.

Aglaia, who watched this scene from a distance, covered her mouth, and her heart almost jumped out.

Sherlock showed a solemn expression, and saw that the tree wasp's upper and lower jaw were grasped by two palms. The whole head of the young man in front of him turned into a shiny silver metallic color, and the shiny silver color was still spreading downward rapidly. Soon, his wings were retracted behind his back, and his whole body became metallic.

The tree wasp was grasped by its upper and lower jaws, and it roared in pain, but its hands were like iron tongs and could not be shaken. The tree wasp throat moved up and down, and the temperature rose sharply.

bang!!

The orange red dragon flame swallowed Hoffa completely.

But he didn't evade, so he grabbed the tree wasp's head and bathed in the dragon's breath. Some students around have bitten their fists nervously.

The blazing temperature made Sherlock scold a lunatic secretly. He couldn't stand it so far away. What was that guy thinking?

One man one dragon stood in a stalemate for nearly thirty seconds, and the dragon's breath also spit out for nearly thirty seconds. Finally, the tree wasp exhausted its breath and stopped breathing.

At this moment, Hoffa was burnt to orange-red. Each hair is like a bright red metal wire. He grabbed the head of the Hungarian Horntail, the magic power transformed life, and knocked heavily on the opponent's head.

dong!!

A muffled sound.

The dragon's head touches the human head.

After all, the tree wasp was young, and was confused by this metal-headed hammer, and fell back to the ground.

Hoffa right hand clenched a fist, several stones on the ground stretched out, restraining the tree wasp tightly. He looked at his watch whose magic power was declining rapidly, and quickly disappeared in place.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the dragon's breath had no choice but to hold the opponent, Sherlock gritted his teeth and waved wand again. Waves of water appeared on her body, Hoffa's arm passed through her neck, and she became liquid again. However, the hot red metal touched the body fluids and quickly evaporated large swaths of water vapor.

Sherlock finally knew why this guy was willing to be burned by the dragon's breath for half a minute. She looked bitter and cunning secretly.

Seeing that the high temperature had hurt her, Hoffa knew that he had won the bet, so he immediately mobilized the remaining magic power to maximize the spirit strength.

The ground one after another stone pillar rose up, and a stone cage was intertwined directly in the sky, and the two of them were enclosed in an airtight manner.

In the stone cage, Sherlock quickly backed up and turned back into a human form. She covered her neck, which was burned to the red, and looked at Hoffa gasping for breath.

Hoffa stood on the opposite side and gasped: "I can see that you cannot use spell in the state of your elemental assimilation spell. Am I right?"

" Is it true, how long can you support this kind of transfiguration?"

Sherlock gritted his teeth and sneered: "Without the breath of the tree bee, how long can the high temperature on your body last?"

"Really?"

Hoffa pointed to the surroundings: "You can try elementalization in an environment where there is no water at all."

Sherlock complexion changed,

"I have seen you use your abilities. Previously you used Trident, and then a lot of water droplets appeared again and again. Your purpose is not only to restrict my activities, but also to create a watery environment around it, so that it is convenient for you. Use the elemental assimilation curse to escape damage at any time. So I guess you can’t assimilate out of thin air, you have to be in contact with water."

There was a moment of silence, and Sherlock hated it: "I take back my previous judgment. , You really have something."

"Thank you for the compliment, now those people outside are isolated by me, can we make peace?"

"Make peace?" Sherlock There was a sarcasm on his face, "Are you for yourself or for the people outside?"

Hoffa was slightly stunned.

Sherlock: "You still want to be a bystander, don't you understand, no one in this school can live aloof!"

After that, A sharp spirit strength hits the field. The cage of broken grips shattered into pieces, and Hoffa felt a power of faith that he had never seen before.

He glanced at the magic power scale on the watch, and groaned inwardly. The deformation of the human body just now consumed a lot of his magic power, and the activation state consumed a lot of his spirit. He no longer has the ability to fight for a long time. ability.

The two fell to the ground from the cage, and the surrounding students screamed like a tide. In that scream, Sherlock stepped on the gravel and jumped high, and the water formed a stream in his hands. A sharp spear with a sharp handle.

Looking at the other's blonde hair flying freely in the air, Hoffa propped up a narrow shield.

But at this time, it's easy to become abrupt.

Sherlock, who leaped high, was hit by the volley, as if an invisible Iron Fist hit her cheek.

Behind them was the crowd cheering. They looked at Hoffa, like fanatical fans looking at the team that won the trophy.

Hoffa stayed on the spot. He looked at his fist. He obviously made a conservative posture, but how could Sherlock be beaten into the air...

Soon, he will know the answer.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, a skinny teenager walked in from outside the hall, his expression a little sullen. It was Fatiel De La Cess.

Seeing a professor coming over, the crowd dispersed, and the enthusiasm in the air finally faded.

Sherlock got up from the ground with her arms on the ground, the magic power fluctuations disappeared, and her nosebleeds were beaten out.

Fatier, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, stood in front of Sherlock, spit out a puff of smoke, and whispered coldly: "I'm so disappointed, can't even stand the criticism?"

Sherlock: "Professor...Me."

"I teach you how to train your dragon, not to let you do it, but to maintain order and stability. Now, take your Tree bee, do what you should do."

Drasses's voice is not warm at all.

"Yes."

In front of this man, Sherlock, who was still in a hurry, seemed to have changed her person. She bowed her head and walked to the Hungarian Horntail where she was bound.

Hoffa silently released the shackles of the broken grip. Hungarian Horntail smashed away from its owner. It circled Hoffa curiously, then snapped its nose and walked on Sherlock’s Earlier, he returned to the dragon training team.

Sherlock followed behind his dragon, his expression a little desolate.

Fatier walked to the table of the dragon training team, and the students in the team stood up.

Fatier: "Why don't you stop it, can't you keep calm in your head?"

The Dragon Trainer team lowered their heads.

"Let's go." Fatir said indifferently.

The dragon training team filed out. When he reached the door, Hoffa saw Fatir glance at himself. He was expressionless, but in those eyes, there was some inexplicable sympathy.

Without waiting for Hoffa to think carefully about the specific meaning of his eyes, Fatir had already led the dragon training team and left the school auditorium into a drizzle and frosty night.