Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Thinking of a lifetime, some invisible temptation is fascinating.

He looked back at Chloe, who was putting on makeup by the mirror, a little tangled. If this oneself goes out, what if she is taken away by the gangster again.

However, watching Chloe become more and more ugly, he is close to being completely unrecognizable, and he thinks that there should be nothing wrong with this appearance, even if he is not recognized by his mother.

In any case, he wants to try it.

He found himself a suit for the bartender in the dressing room. This suit was not his own size, so it was a little loose after putting it on.

"Chloe."

Hoffa called her.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll go out for a while and be back later."

"Why are you going?"

"Go to the toilet."

Hoffa said casually.

Putting on his clothes, he went straight to the second floor of the bar. He remembered that Durant had eaten in a certain room on the second floor.

But after he got on the second floor, Hoffa found that the rooms here were close and numerous, and he couldn't tell which one was which.

He rushed up the stairs on the right. There was an unpainted mottled wooden floor under his feet. There were identical doors on both sides of the corridor, as well as cramped office cubicles in the doors. One of the doors was open, and a European girl in a black sleeveless T-shirt was kissing a tattooed man in a corner with her arms around her, the palm of the man wandering around her chest.

Perceiving the noise, the two of them split their lips. The man looked at the ignorant guy threateningly, as if making him roll quickly with his eyes.

"Don't stay on it for too long."

The moment I passed by, Hoffa reminded him.

Then he left the vision of the two of them and ran towards the end of the corridor. The last two doors were closed tightly and should be locked. He turned abruptly and kicked his shoe sole towards the innermost metal blue lacquered door.

The door slammed open, the door frame shattered, and cheap hardware fell one after another. It was pitch black. The alley behind the bar was lit, and the light came in through the soot-stained plastic window. He saw the wall of the room. Spread out snake-like antlers and glass mirrors. There was nothing else but a pile of discarded food boxes and an electric fan that had no blades.

At this moment, he heard a noise from the next room, and he immediately pulled away and turned around the corner of the corridor.

However, he saw a familiar silhouette glanced around room after room in the corridor.

It is Norbert, and he is also looking for Durant at this time.

Hoffa's heart pounded and he realized that his "self" was sitting downstairs. If he saw it, he would have to explain it himself.

Seeing Norbert turning his head to look at him, both of his hands held the transparent plastic handle of the right door, pushed his shoulders inward, and flashed into the room amidst the cracking sound.

The door slammed shut.

However, he was still a step late, and his signature hair and body shape made Norbert, who was across the corridor, recognize him at a glance.

"Hoffa?"

The voice of temptation came from outside the door, "Didn’t I let you wait for me below?"

The voice came inside the door, Hoffa Leaning against the door, I thought to myself that Old Guy had sharp eyes.

Norbert stood there for a while without seeing the other person answering, so he asked again: "Is it you, how did you change your clothes?"

"It's me."

Across the door, Hoffa replied, his heart pounding.

"I got my clothes wet downstairs, come up and change it."

He didn't care about being spotted, so he lied about it.

"You...changing clothes there?"

Norbert was suspicious.

"Yes, didn't you look for Durant, did you find it!?"

"No...There are so many strange rooms. You want Don't come out and find it with me?"

"No, that's your job!"

Hoffa clenching one's teeth and said.

"Okay...right...are you really not coming out?"

"Can you go first. I'll look for you later."

The people outside were silent for a while, and Hoffa could feel that he was not leaving. This made him want to go crazy.

"What are you doing?" Hoffa asked across the wall.

"I...I'm thinking about something."

"What's the matter, hurry up."

"You really Is it a person inside?"

"Nonsense, is there someone else."

"Okay."

People outside Relaxed, "Then you change it, and remember to come out early after the change."

After speaking, the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Norbert has left.

Hoffa was relaxed. At this time, he sensed that there were three people in the room he was in, and there was an unpleasant smell in the air.

Sniff...

He complexion changed and turned around like lightning.

There are many wooden cubicles in this room. The floor is damp. There are many advertisements and *** recruitment forms on the walls like psoriasis. The only problem is that something is missing.

Crack!

A wooden door of a small cubicle opened, and a dancer poked her head out to explain to him the problem.

"Sir, this is the women's toilet."

On the sign of the wooden door, a simple symbol of wearing a skirt was drawn, and Hoffa's eyes turned from that symbol.

"Oh."

He was calm and nodded, and opened the door, as if he were a gentleman. Around the corner, he covered his face and let out a long sigh.

"Heaven..."

Damn it, no wonder Norbert was talking outside the door for so long, what Heaven knows guy was thinking in his heart.

The soreness of the arm is getting worse.

He rolled up his sleeves and took a look.

Well, almost the entire forearm seemed to have evaporated and became transparent. If it weren't for the blood vessels and skeletons faintly visible inside, he almost suspected that he had no hands.

He gradually understood that the more things he did at this time, the faster he would disintegrate.

At this moment, there was a roar from far away.

That's Durant's howling wolf.

Norbert found his room.

Hoffa stood up silently, wasted too much time, and now there is no point in going to Durant again. The attempt at this time was a complete failure.

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Back to the dressing room again, Chloe has become their first time That ugly girl when we met. However, at the moment she was shiver coldly hiding under the table in the dressing room. Seeing her looking up, her light purple eyes were smoky and she looked like a frightened mole.

Hoffa crouched down: "What's wrong with you?"

"What's going on outside? I heard gunfire and saw werewolf."

"It's okay."

Hoffa said softly, "It's just a little riot, let's go."

"I saw you again."

"It's two days The former me, I was working at the time."

"What do you do, so violent?"

"Those are all necessary methods, I don't like them personally. "

Hoffa said.

"Really."

Chloe suspiciously: "Why do I think you are enjoying it."

Hoffa shook his head, extend the hand : "Can you go?"

Chloe got out from under the table, stared outside for a while, and suddenly asked: "Did you kill that werewolf?"

"en."

Hoffa indifferent expression, freely accepting: "Let’s go."

"You shouldn’t kill him."

Nun But he sighed: "God said..."

"Have you noticed the black glove on my hand?"

Hoffa doesn't want to have too many moral issues on a dead person Entangled, he interrupted the nun cleanly.

Chloe: "I saw it."

"That's what you are going to steal. With it, I can restore your magic power and take me back to the future. ."

After leaving the bar, he took Chloe to his residence in Sector 7 in Paris. Two days ago, I was receiving the goods at this moment, and there are about two hours before I return.

Sometimes, time passes very slowly.

When you want someone to show up, or when you want something to happen soon, time always flies very slowly.

But time will pass very quickly, especially when he becomes some kind of consumable that can see the end, such as ten minutes after class.

Hoffa is in such a contradiction right now.

He longed for himself to come back early two days ago, just like a long-distance couple waiting at the station.

At the same time, he was afraid of the rushing time, just like when a child is drinking yogurt, he cherishes every bite.

During this period of time, he didn't talk to Chloe again, instead he sat alone on the bench in the park, and struck a match.

The ground was littered with many matchsticks that burned into black coal, and Chloe shook in front of him anxiously.

Finally, her irritability spread to Hoffa, he threw away the match, "What are you shaking?"

Chloe stopped and looked at him. Face, hesitated not to speak.

Hoffa: "Just say what you want."

Chloe: "You didn't know me two days ago. Will you..."

Thinking of Hoffa's madness when he was fighting the dark wizard before, Chloe made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No."

Hoffa said, "I will probably find you and dislike you, but impossible will kill you."

"That I have to say something, just in case... just in case you cross-examine." Chloe was still a little worried.

"You said that you were the one saved by me. In the werewolf's room, I was going to be eaten and then saved by me. Maybe this way, I will treat you better."

Chloe fell silent after getting this answer, but Hoffa always felt that she was a little bit hesitant.

So he asked: "What are you thinking about."

After a moment of thinking, Chloe looked up at Hoffa: "What is it like to kill?"

Hoffa was taken aback. He didn't expect Chloe to ask him this question, and didn't know how to answer her for a while.

When he left Hogwarts alone, he ran out of money, had nothing, and fell into a quagmire. Eventually he began to make money with an unprecedented coldness. He killed two men and a woman in that month, and the amount he earned a year ago would only make him feel ridiculous.

"What do you mean?"

"I am a Jew, no matter how confused my religious beliefs become, I will never tolerate an organic killing machine." Chloe Said. "

"Is the loyal voice of God?" Hoffa twitched his lips, "The Crusades also fought, and I don’t think your thoughts will affect me."

"Although many believers believe that violence is a means of punishment, I must admit, This is a crooked doctrine, and there is no such record in the Bible or related Christian literature."

Hoffa shrugged. "I'm an atheist," he said, "I have never dealt with the church."

"So don't you care about these things?" Chloe asked.

Hoffa wanted to snort disdainfully, but the light purple eyes of the other party were like transparent glass. He looked at the reflection of his face in the other party’s pupils, and he was speechless for a while.

Follow closely from behind after the word is blocked is an inexplicable boredom.

He turned his head, unwilling to continue discussing that issue with the other party.

Fortunately, the appearance of a silhouette on the side of the road broke the invisible contradiction between them. A silhouette wearing a black leather jacket staggered out of the road.

Hoffa, who was sitting on the bench, quickly pushed Chloe.

"Let’s start, I’m back."

Two days ago, Hoffa felt something. He first walked to a shopping mall on the side of the road and pretended to look at the glass cabinet. After confirming the location of the stalker through the glass, he immediately followed the eyes of the two of them, but saw nothing.

For safety reasons, he bypassed a tree two days ago and disappeared into the air.

Looking at the disappearing silhouette, Chloe said nervously to Hoffa: "Your Sixth Sense is better than a woman."

"It's okay, although he can feel Arrived, but impossible to find me." Hoffa relieved her: "Everything goes according to plan."

"Is there anything that needs attention."

Chloe asked "You have experienced this, you should know what to do."

Hoffa immediately thought of the detail that Chloe had to take off his shoes because he entered the door. The Grand Guardian saw the weak spot. He wanted to remind Chloe, but when the words came to his lips, he forcibly swallowed it back.

The situation has progressed to this step, and he already has the feeling of walking on thin ice. Any step of your own action will lead to different results. As long as you make one step wrong, it will cause unpredictable consequences. Instead of this, it may be the best choice to say nothing.

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When they came to the door of the house, the two of them leaned against the door, their ears pressed against the wall . Time spent in the desperation of wind and rain, 1 point and 1 second.

The electric sound of the TV show zi zi came from the room, and the other himself was almost falling asleep.

Outside the door, the two people who were about to steal the gloves looked at each other, nodded to each other. Afterwards, Hoffa pressed the doorknob, and under the effect of transfiguration, the lock cylinder bounced quietly with a click.

Chloe slipped in through the crack in the door, and he walked around to the other side of the room, watching the changes.

Sure enough, after about 3 minutes, there was a thumping sound in the house, and Chloe was discovered by himself two days ago.

Not too late, he slipped to the window immediately, trying to steal his gloves when Chloe attracted his attention.

However, as soon as he ran to the window, there was the sound of cars passing by in the distance.

The car lights are dazzling, and he squinted at a row of brand-new black Mercedes-Benz cars. The red swastika flag was floating on the ears of the car.

And in the back door of that row of black Mercedes-Benz cars, there are also five or six heavy armored vehicles.

I'm from Germany.

The Mercedes Benz car went round the corner, and the lights shot straight towards the house where Hoffa was.

He murmured something bad, and immediately jumped out of the window and hid in the grass.

The vehicles stopped at a distance of only fifty meters from the house.

The car lights were turned off, and a large number of black robe wizards got out of the car silently. After getting off the car, they waved wand and placed one after another defensive spell on all around. Soon, Those wizards disappeared into the air with people and cars. But they did not leave, but scattered and orderly distributed behind the canopy, on the roof, and in the shadows all around.

Hoffa was shocked by seeing this scene while hiding in the grass. At first I thought that there were only three people looking for Chloe, one muggle and two wizards, but now it seems that this is simply not the case.

In this posture, I am afraid that all the German wizards stationed in Paris have come out.

Furthermore, these guys are good chicken thieves, but they stopped outside the range of their perception. Being cautious is not like waiting for you.

Three people walked out of the defensive Formation, strode towards Hoffa's house without any hesitation. They were the guys who came to investigate themselves that night.

A knock on the door sounded.

Two days ago, Hoffa locked Chloe under the bed on the second floor, put away all the magic power gloves and money, and drank Polyjuice Potion at the same time, but he didn’t know at all. He has been surrounded by groups.

Looking at herself in the room, Hoffa bit her lower lip. Things have become more complicated, this matter is not settled, maybe two days ago I will not survive now.

He didn't dare to waste time, the ghost walked on the wall and climbed to the second floor, pulling Chloe out of the bed.

In the room, Chloe's covered in dirt whispered: "You are too unkind."

"That's not me." Hoffa said hurriedly.

He looked out against the window, then quickly walked to his cabinet and opened it.

He took out the box in which he hid the magic power gloves, he put the gloves on his hand, and then unceremoniously stuffed all the money into his pocket.

"How is it?"

Chloe zi zi asked: "Can we go now?"

"You performed well, But we can't leave yet."

Hoffa whispered.

"Why don't you go, your body may not last long."

Hoffa walked to the door, stuck it on the door and listened for a while, downstairs, two days ago I am dealing with the Grand Guardian Colonel Muller Mans.

Pushing his mouth for a moment, he pulls up Chloe, and the ghost wanders and disappears into the room.

On the street, Chloe kept asking Hoffa: "What are you doing, what are you doing, why don’t you go back?"

However, he did not answer, he hurriedly I found a telephone booth on the side of the road, got in, looked at the room in the distance, and dialed my number.

Soon, the call is connected.

Two days ago, Hoffa’s voice rang on the other side of the phone: "Hey..."

"Let Mueller answer the phone."

Hoffa in the phone booth said blunt in German.

When he said this, he could feel that the time flare on his body instantly expanded and more than doubled, the crystal clear and transparent climbed up to his neck, and his entire arm holding the phone was almost gone. NS.

Chloe looked at Hoffa worriedly.

The SS Colonel answered the phone: "Who are you?"

"Hoffa. Bach, Colonel Mans, the person you are looking for is with me."

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Hoffa said to the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was silent, and he was breathing a little excited.

"Oh...weird, why do you have this family number?"

"This has nothing to do with you. If you want to find Chloe Flamel, you must follow I'll do what I said."

Chloe on the side of the phone changed her face, she immediately moved her head, and after hearing the voice of the person inside, she grabbed Hoffa's Clothes, staring at him with a suspicious and angry look of "Are you a fool?"

Hot breath sprayed on Hoffa's face, Hoffa let her sideways, and pressed her heavily on the glass of the phone booth with one hand.

The Colonel of the Grand Guardian on the other side of the phone chuckled, "Then what do you have?"

Hoffa shook his heart. He just wanted to take the Grand Guardian from two days. The former one was arrogant, and he didn't really want to hand Chloe to the other party. What conditions could he offer.

"Ah, it's not true, is it?" said the Grand Guardian on the phone.

Hoffa clenched his fists. For some reason, the Grand Guardian colonel named Mueller could always see his true thoughts immediately, which made him extremely passive.

But at this moment, the phone was snatched.

Chloe grabbed the microphone and shouted: "Let the Jews go."

Hoffa was stunned for a while.

"Well, where are you? I'll pick you up right away." Grand Guardian asked.

"I'm at the 36th phone booth of The Way of the great learning, come directly if you want to find me!"

After that, she snapped and hung up the phone. looked towards Hoffa said with a sneer: "Are you satisfied now? That guy will definitely come."

Hoffa was stunned, "Did you reveal the real location to him?"

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"Then why are you calling him!"

Chloe roared, in the small phone booth, she pressed Hoffa tightly, "Do you know how he is? The devil, lies have no effect on him!"

The voice did not fall.

The space was violently distorted. A dozen dark wizard Disapparation appeared near the phone booth. Numerous car lights lit up in the distance. The harsh tire friction sound predicted the danger of rapid approach.