Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Under the same sky with burning embers, on the other side of London, inside the Britain Ministry of Magic, there is a wolf. Can be seen everywhere are minarets blown up by curses, collapsed buildings.

The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering golden symbols, which are constantly moving and changing. The walls on all sides are blown to pieces, and the black, oily dark wooden boards are scattered on the ground.

On the shattered wooden planks, there were many dead bodies lying all over the place, as well as severely injured people who convulsed. Some of them were cursed, and some were directly smashed to the head by a blunt object.

Further forward, there are wands floating in the sky one after another, floating in the splendorous and majestic but broken hall.

Under the dancing wand, there are two people and horses facing each other nervously. On one side are fully armed Auror and Ministry of Magic Official. With their backs against the statues of centaur and wizard, they formed a circle, which was the highest level of the Ministry of Magic.

Across from them, there are countless wizards in prison uniforms, with crazy and cruel smiles, surrounded by all directions.

The head of the group of prisoners is a man wearing a black cloak. He is surrounded by the crowd with a withered expression. Walking is like a walking corpse, and like a body without a soul.

When he was tens of meters away from the crowd, the withered man raised his hand. All the prisoners stopped, and he walked forward staggeringly alone.

Under the background of other people around, the man's eyes were hollow, numb, without the slightest light. He is the warden of Azkaban, Vincent who was planted with spiritual seed by Grindelwald.

After that, another bald man walked out of the crowd belonging to Ministry of Magic. He was wearing a azure robes and his expression was serious and pale, but he was still very calm. It was the current Britain Ministry of Magic, Leonard Spencer Muen.

"Vincent, what is going on, please explain! Why did all the prisoners of Azkaban run out?"

The warden lifts the head and looks Ministry of Magic long, numb said: "Mu En, it's over, we lose, let's surrender."

"Surrender? Just because of a monster?" Ministry of Magic reprimanded.

The warden said: "If you don't stop the dragon, muggle and most of the wizard will die in madness. Mu En, you can think about it."

"Have you met Grindelwald? Is it?" Ministry of Magic's eyes were sharp as a knife.

The warden was nodded mechanically.

"When?"

"It is useless to ask these questions. I'm just here to tell you an established fact that this country has already lost."

He pointed to the sky, and in the distance, the invisible giant dragon's voice resounded from the sky.

"The monster is like an infectious pathogen. Sooner or later, it will infect everyone in this world with nothingness. We must find a way to stop it."

"Then this is the same as our surrender. What's the relationship?" Ministry of Magic puzzled.

The withered warden shook his head: "Because only Grindelwald can stop it. The Auror you sent has been wiped out."

"Why didn't he come by himself Tell me?" Ministry of Magic asked loudly, "Why send you here?"

"He said, because he has some personal matters to deal with."

"You. .....!"

Ministry of Magic was about to step forward, but was pulled by Auror behind him. He fell silent, "You let him come to see me in person!"

"I'm just a messenger."

The warden lifts the head, looking straight into the eyes of Ministry of Magic: "Grindelwald said, it doesn't matter if you surrender or not. He doesn't care. When he wants to kill That dragon, kill it anytime, maybe you will play with it."

The suppressed silence swallowed everyone. Finally, Ministry of Magic Leonard's gnashing teeth asked:

"What does he want?"

"Abolish all existing rules. Let the wizard and Wizard Society be exposed to natural selection."

"Impossible! "

Leonard's eyes were sharp, "Don't be exposed, this is the wizard rule that our ancestors have relied on for generations!"

"Then there is no way, I was also forced, Don't blame me." Vincent finished speaking softly and turned and disappeared among the countless prisoners.

Countless Azkaban prisoners stepped forward, raising wand, and the Ministry of Magic Officials one by one also chanted spells at the same time. The magic power surging in the air can shred almost every molecule in the environment.

The war is about to start.

But at this moment, a group of dark shadows flew across the sky.

Dragons of different shapes landed from the sky, and a man jumped off the dragon's back and landed on the ground.

He raised his hand and loudly shouted: "Wait a minute."

The distance between the prisoner and the Ministry of Magic Official was filled by more than a dozen dragons, and they were photographed as one. The platoon, opened his sharp mouth, breathed fire, and forced back the prisoners who were beginning to stir.

Fatier jumped off the dragon’s back and walked quickly to Vincent: "Where is Grindelwald, I want to discuss terms."

Vincent Warden looked towards Fatir, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, but then the glimmer dimmed again:

"It's too late, Drasses. No one can stop him, there is no hope in this world We don’t have other methods except to accompany him to the end."

tone barely fell, some prisoners directly pressed Dragon’s body and tried to rush forward. Those irritable Dragons immediately opened their mouths and snapped the limbs of a few prisoners, but at this time, the prisoners were like dead men who couldn't feel the pain, shouting, and rushing forward with an old mind.

Fatier raised his arm again and shouted: "Stop it all."

His voice forcibly suppressed the Dragon who began to stir.

He looked at the warden and spoke extremely fast: "Give us an hour, and in an hour, what should you do."

The warden numbly lifts the head: "Struggling is meaningless."

Fatier: "Try it anyway."

After a moment of silence, the warden’s face muscles twisted, pulling out a trace Smile: "Who gives you this illusory hope, Drasess?"

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On the other side, Hoffa stumbled up to the river bank. Looking at the fiery red sky like apocalypse, I felt desperate for a while. The completely uncontrollable self is so terrifying.

He was gasping for breath, exhausted. The extremely high temperatures everywhere are almost drying Hoffa.

The fiery red sky hung on it like blood, piercing the deep blue fjord and city. At this moment, the creature was vague and huge. It was hundreds of feet long and had a long, sharp tail, resembling the head of a lion. Rolling in the treacherous gloomy thick fog, the whole body is shining with red scales, and there are high-hot orange-white rays of light in the gaps between the scales.

He glanced at his wrist. The magic power watch used to store magic power was shattered by the giant dragon in the battle just now.

Sure enough, the person who knows me best is always me.

His weakness is clear in the dragon's eye. Without the magic power watch, he is simply unable to support such a high-intensity crazy fight.

Beside him, a group of horrified and desperate crowds, with twisted expressions and hands holding their heads tightly, their bodies seem to be distorted and blurred, fleeing frantically, shouting, and the sky behind them appears. The weird color tone, as if something Evil Power is about to come.

Infected by these people, Hoffa felt fear, trembling in fear, and utterly indescribably lonely and depressed. This power almost made him howl.

But he held on forcibly, gnashing teeth murmured in low voice and said: "You are close enough to yourself."

After that, he tore off his hand. Look up the magic power watch on the screen.

At this time, he found that the place where he landed was a muggle parking airport, and several muggle Spitfire fighters parked in the distance. It has a mix of green, blue and gray, with blue and red double rings on the golden wings.

Suddenly, he thought about it.

In the sky, the giant dragon's roar is getting louder and louder, and the unspeakable spiritual power in that voice makes the whole London people fall into madness and despair.

Some unsound minded people looked pained, twisted, and slammed their heads against the wall. Someone chose to hold the gun and burst his head with a shot...

On the ground, Hoffa was taxiing up in a plane. This was the first time he tried to pilot this thing, but he has no other choice.

The plane flew into the sky, Hoffa held down the button, and the wings sprayed out fire snakes and landed on the scales of the giant dragon. But it didn't even penetrate the stratum corneum.

But this attracted its attention. When the giant dragon saw the tiny plane in the distance, he laughed for a while.

Its body is deformed again, and along with a red fire thunder falling from the sky, the magic power of all directions is directly drawn out. On its entire body, a pair of wings grows again. At this moment, it becomes A six-wing giant beast.

The giant beast had scales on its back, carrying a strong liquid-like plasma, and strong to extreme magic waves, and disappeared on the spot.

Hoffa didn't dare to look back, only drove his horsepower to the maximum, and rushed towards the Atlantic without looking back.

Passing through the clouds, he turned his head and saw that it appeared in the sky in blood red. This time, it became a charged giant dragon. That was his own ability to transform, he was carrying thunder and lightning. Rushed towards himself extremely fast.

Without the slightest hesitation, he lowered the plane, and the plane dragged a long tail gas and disappeared in front of the giant dragon. The giant dragon also followed the plane and flew down the clouds.

The plane passed through the clouds and was falling rapidly downwards. He left the range of the land, and below was the turbulent Atlantic Ocean.

On the turbulent Atlantic Ocean, there are countless warships moored at this moment, some of them are German, some are Britain.

They are at war.

Seeing this scene, the flying giant dragon yelled excitedly.

The strange thing is that the more aggressive and manic it is, the more sensible Hoffa becomes.

He looked at the instrument panel in front of him, maneuvering the airplane with his hands quickly, quickly turning from unfamiliar to proficient.

The plane dived to a height of several tens of meters from the Atlantic Ocean, and passed by lightning like a steel warship.

Following a violent explosion, the giant dragon slammed into the warship with its incomparable force, and the general ship was smashed into pieces.

These huge warships can only stop it for a moment, and the shocking explosion did not even pierce its hard skin.

Hoffa doesn't care about the explosion behind him. At this moment, his brain is in high-speed geographic operation.

He looked towards the distance, nine nautical miles away from here, there is a white sandy ground. It is very suitable for him to achieve his goals.

bang!!

Behind him, a hot breath caught up.

Hoffa pulled the joystick, and the Spitfire escaped its breath and flew towards the island of sand dunes in the distance.

But at the same time, accompanied by a violent sonic boom, the Void Dragon slapped its wings, directly breaking through the speed of sound.

It sucked exhaust gas, spread its wings, and caught up with the muggle aircraft. The sharp claw hooked the tail section of the aircraft and threw it directly into the sky.

Among the black smoke and debris, the Hoffa on the plane was like a nestling nestling bird, wrapped in a giant dragon, and thrown into the sky.

Hoffa fell from a height, a smile cracked at the corner of her mouth.

Above the sea, a big wave more than one meter high hits oncomingly, and the burning plane rolls and crashes into the sea. It exploded suddenly.

bang!!

At the moment of the explosion, Hoffa’s eyes flashed by rays of light, and the grow pair of wings wrapped him up and curled up into a ball. The impact of the explosion sent him directly to the island, on the gray sandy ground, ploughing There is a bottomless nick.

He stumbled up from the beach, his body in tatters and wounds everywhere. At this moment, his magic power has completely bottomed out. The wings behind became invisible.

The giant dragon descended from the sky and slammed heavily on the surface of the Atlantic Ocean.

The sea turned up the stormy sea, and the sea water of several hundred meters reached the neck of the giant dragon.

It carries the intense and blazing heat, like a monster like Godzilla, crawling out of the ocean step by step and onto the sand dune island where Hoffa stands.

"Run, why didn't you run?"

The giant dragon tilted his head, making a rumbling sound, and staring at the other superego with human-like eyes playfully.

“There’s nothing to run.”

Hoffa moved his neck: “We’re here, let’s negotiate.”

“Haha, you have to Do you take a gun in your crotch and put it on my head?" The Void Dragon laughed,

"Muggle toys are useless to me, my kindness, without magic power, you are nothing but a Waste, why are you negotiating with me?"

Hoffa wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, nodded, "You are right, I don’t have magic power, I am a waste. But you are just like me, If you don’t have magic power, isn’t it a waste?"

"How is it possible that my magic power absorbs everything in the world and is endless." The giant dragon laughed heartily and said, "How can I... ...."

Smiling, the smile stagnated on his face.

Hoffa tilted his head, calmly: "What are you laughing at?"

Giant dragon took a step back. It looked at its claws, and its body began to shake involuntarily. Subsequently, the body of the several hundred meters shortened at a speed visible to naked eye.