Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

After reaching the goal through hint, Hoffa returned to Chloe, but he did not tell the nun that he had deceived the widow, only that he had borrowed the boat.

The nun did not express anything special about this news.

However, he just packed the luggage of the two and the nun disappeared, which frightened him.

He hurriedly left his luggage to look for her, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.

As a result, when he returned to the cargo ship with annoyance, the nun walked over with a large number of people from a distance shuaa~. There are young and old, men and women, and they are all refugees.

Hoffa was stunned. He quickly handed his suitcase to a sailor and walked quickly to Chloe: "What do you want to do with a moth!?"

Chloe said: "I want to take them along."

"No, no." Hoffa flatly refused.

"Why don’t you take these people with you? They stay here dead end."

"My little grandma, this first ship is only about 30 meters long, it’s a small ship A transport ship, such a ship, can carry at most twenty or thirty people. The number of refugees is hundreds, and they only exist in theory."

"You have nothing to do with it. Well, Extension Charm?"

"Magic can’t change the nature of things. Even if I can stuff them into the cabin and don’t have enough food, they will end up worse than they are now."

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Chloe looked at Hoffa suspiciously, "I don't believe it."

"Yes," Hoffa stuck in his waist, pointing to several overseers in the distance.

"You don’t have to believe it, but I don’t count this ship. Go and ask that guy."

"Just ask."

Chloe said to the people behind him: "You guys wait for me here."

Hoffa watched Chloe walk towards the overseers like what a joke.

On the other side, Ma Xianxian directs the sailors to carry the item on the spot.

After being reminded by her men, she turned her head and cursed: "Hey, why did you bring them here?"

Chloe didn't panic at all, she said calmly: "I want to take them with me."

"So many people are taken away, what should I do with the supplies, without excretion on the boat, do you have five loaves and two fishes? You have to imitate Jesus and imitate yourself. , Don't drag us into the water!"

"ha ha ha!"

The sailors and armed mobs on the side burst into laughter, and the air was full of joy.

"Can you sympathize with your own kind?"

"Sorry, good man, I only know that it is our kind who is going to blow up this place. Some words, Leave it to the great head of state."

"You..."

"What I am, mental disorder, they have a relationship with me. Fart relationship?" Matthew waved his hand irritably: "While going cool, I'm not your father, I don't need to listen to you." NS.

He sighed and stepped forward to hold her:

"I know your professional requirements, but you have to respect the objective facts. Take so many people away, you can’t do it Yes, this ship is so big."

An elderly female refugee stood up. She stood in front of Hoffa and Chloe and prayed in a low voice: "It’s okay, don’t force it, if you can If so, just take these children away."

After that,

"This..."

Hoffa hesitated.

This request is not excessive, there are probably only a dozen children in the crowd. It's just that their destination is not a safe Switzerland, but Britain, which is full of black witches. Bring these drag oil bottles, I'm afraid that when the time comes, it will be impossible to move a single step.

But Chloe agreed.

"Okay, I promise you."

"You guys hold on here for a while and I will come back."

She definitely said.

Hey, you two, can't you come up yet?

An overseer shouted condescendingly from the ship’s side.

"We don't bring everyone, we only bring a few children.

"If I say no, it won't work. Either you two will come up, or none of them will come up. Matthew poked his head out and said arbitrarily.

His hand pulled the rope and stopped the two on the outside of the deck.

Just when they were in a stalemate, the widow Mary appeared on the edge of the ship's gunwale:

"Let them come up. "

She said: "It's just a few children, not taking up much space and food. "

Chloe looked at Mary a little surprised, and Matthew was also quite surprised

"These people have nothing to do with us. "

"It's related, Matthew, please. "

The widow whispered.

Looking at the widow’s frail appearance, the man softened after all. He gave them a fiercely stare.

"Luck you guys! "

His men untied the rope, and Chloe guarded the children and walked onto the ship. When passing by Mary, she sincerely took her face by the other's hand: "Thank you, you did A very noble thing. "

Mary blushed and she lowered her head.

"It should be. "

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The breath of the land is left behind, the fresh breath of the cargo ship sailing into the early morning ocean In. In a certain area of ​​water not long after entering the sea, the phosphorescence of Sargassum saccharum was flashing, and the ocean current hit the cliffs of the seabed abyss, stirring up whirlpools.

On the deck, the children gathered in Klow happily. Yi was playing around. After all, children’s nature, the wars and worries of adults were quickly left behind by them.

Widow Mary will bring them some food from time to time, and she will get along with each other from time to time. Chloe talked about it.

After Mary agreed to let the refugee children board the ship, Chloe’s attitude towards her was obviously much better.

She started to speak to Mary on the initiative.

, To help her with some chores. When evening was approaching, Hoffa even saw Chloe sitting on the deck with her and recite a few poems for her in French.

Chloe recites poems.

When Mary was sitting on the deck with her cheeks, she looked at each other with bright eyes.

The friendship between them seemed to come more quickly than Hoffa had imagined.

In the evening, while Hoffa was guarding Chloe on the second layer of the deck, the captain of this ship and several sailors came to Hoffa's side: "Yo. "

He has never seen these people. If you look at the dress, they and Matthew’s armed mobs are not the same group.

One of the sailors took out a bottle of beer and handed it over. I gave it to Hoffa, it looks very friendly.

Hoffa declined his beer, politely nodded: "Hello. "

"Are you Frank's friend?" "

The captain asked.

"Yes. "

"So are you...the kind of person?" "

The captain's expression seems to be a thief.

"Which kind of person?" "

Hoffa is puzzled.

"Frank kind.......Uh......"

While asking, the captain Looking at Hoffa, "Someone who can use the magic black stick. "

Hoffa understands what he is talking about.

The world war has led to the collapse of various social orders. In this case, muggle knows the existence of the wizard, which is really not enough. Odd.

"I don’t have a wand, but I am indeed a wizard. "He replied.

"No wand is also...? "

The captain is a little suspicious.

"Hmm. "Hoffa indifferent expression.

Several beer-drinking sailors raised their arms and looked curious.

Captain: "Excuse me, can you show us your hand?" "

Hoffa laughed: "I'm not a juggler. "

"Just show it off. "The captain has a look of expectation on his face.

The sailors next to him also agreed, "Let's open our eyes. "

"Just looking at it will not lose anything. "

Hoffa just smiled lying on the railing, watching the sunset over the ocean in the distance, motionless.

After some persuasion to no avail, some sailors probably thought he was playing tricks. , His expression became a little contemptuous, and the sailors who didn't want to be boring about themselves left him one after another.

Just didn't take a few steps, cry out in surprise came from behind.

"Huh? "

One of the sailors who drank beer suddenly found that the beer in his bottle could not be poured out.

The mouth of the glass wine bottle was entangled like a rope for some reason, and a drop of wine could not flow out.

But just now, the mouth of the wine bottle was still normal.

This It happened. All the sailors with beer discovered this problem and shouted one by one to make a fuss about nothing.

The gray-haired boy lying on the railing raised an arm.

"It’s better not to drink while sailing, understand? "

They looked at the young man's back, throwing away the twisted wine bottle in their hands, shoving back.

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Finally, the setting sun sinks into the seabed, and night falls.

The children on the deck are also tired from playing. After Roy’s greeting, they went to the cabins on the lower deck and began to rest.

The room Mary arranged for Hoffa was quite comfortable. The heavy brass flower pots in the room were planted with green plants, and the floor tiles looked like grinding. An old marble chessboard. The rolling door is like a gilt iron cage, and the redwood panelling exudes the fragrance of lemon oil and cigarillos.

He lay down in an armchair with fluffy fiber fillings and soft Belgian carpets. It forms a comfortable contrast.

But he was not dazzled by the warmth. The destination of this ship is not Britain. He has to find a way to make it turn.

I was thinking. There was a knock at the door, opening the door, it turned out to be Chloe.

Her face was filled with excitement and happiness, and after entering the door, she happily circled: "I Have a good idea, Hoffa. "

"What? "

"When we return to Britain, I want to build a monastery there so that the children can live in it. "

"en."

"I think the woman named Mary is pretty good. "Chloe said: "It's actually much better than I expected. Today she accompanied me to distribute food to the child." "

"en. "

"When my monastery is completed, Mary, I can let her be my deputy. "

"Really? "Hoffa laughed.

He didn’t tell her that Mary’s goal was not Britain at all. In fact, the ship was not going to Britain at all.

Chloe, "And you? "

"Me? "

"Do you have any arrangements, wait until you get back to Britain." "

After waiting for a long time after asking, Hoffa squatted out a word, "Let's talk about it." "

The nun said enthusiastically:

"Why don't you come over after the completion of my monastery? I can open up a male monastery. Ask a few priests. Teach you about Christianity..."

"hmph..."

Before she finished speaking, Hoffa chuckled lightly.

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"What are you laughing at? "

Chloe asked curiously.

"Are you trying to preach to me?" "

"Hehe, can't it?" "

" Did I tell you that my father is actually an easterner? "

"So what. "

"There is a saying in the East, "Heaven and Earth is unkind and uses everything as a dog". I don't believe in God, let alone believe that God cares about humans, so no matter what you say, I won't believe it. "Hoffa simply rejected Chloe.

The nun’s passionate expression solidified and slowly disappeared. The boy in front of him was like a firefighter standing on an iceberg. No matter how she burns, there is always There will be cold water pouring her head down, which will make her sober and disappointed.

She stood up and said, "I'm going back. It's already late. Please rest early. ”

"en. ”

Chloe closed the door glumly, in a bad mood.

Except for the sound of the engine, the room was silent.

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Hoffa sat up from his chair. At this point, Chloe still didn’t know where the ship was heading, but thought he had borrowed the ship, but the ship was not moved towards his destination. Yes.

How to make this ship change its course and head to Britain has become the biggest problem before him.

His purpose is ulterior, and he is reluctant to tell others, but He has to turn the ship, no matter what the cost.

Thinking about it, his gaze focused on the chart hanging on the wall.

Now they are in there. Among the English Channel, the English Channel is only 560 kilometers long, which is not wide, it can be said to be very narrow. The narrowest point is the Dover Strait, which is only 34 kilometers wide.

If you can Find a relatively suitable location, the direction of top secret turning.

Maybe it only takes two days, or even one day. Maybe when the crew reacts, the ship is already close to the coast of Britain.

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When the time comes, I will transform into Thunderbird again, take Chloe to the British Isles, send it to London, and give it to Fatier, maybe...

Think of excitement At the place, he bit his lower lip, his body shuddered slightly, and punched his palm.

He made up his mind, he opened the door without the slightest hesitation and took advantage of the night and sneaked towards the captain’s room. Go.

The room leading to the captain’s room was actually guarded by two armed mobs. This is no threat to Hoffa, who is good at stealth. He bypassed the guards and then climbed into the cabin like a chameleon. At the top of the captain. I want to adjust the route to the direction of Britain for the top secret.

However, when he stood on the wall and stood at the door of the captain’s room, he heard someone chatting in the captain’s room.

"Did Mary rest? "

" Rested. "

"Where did you sleep?" "

"The third bedroom under the deck, but..."

"But what? "

"But you can't get there. "

"Why? "

"Because she lives with that ugly nun. "

"Shit, real or fake?" "

"Really,

"Damn..."

Hoffa poked his head slightly and saw the scene in the room clearly.

Matthew foul-mouthed the tripod on the instrument tray, holding a wine bottle and cigarettes, swallowing clouds and fog. Next to him, sat the captain whom he saw during the day.

Matthew: "Let me tell you that the nun is a bit ugly, she is still in good shape, and her head covered is the same. Are you interested?"

"Don't you Mess, Matthew. The kid next to her is a wizard."

"Ha,"

Matthew’s drinking hand: "What did you say?"

"I said you don't do anything messy, that gray-haired boy is a wizard!" The captain warned in a low voice.

The legs that Matthew had placed on the cabinet snapped back.

"Wizard again!?"

"Yes, I went to test it during the day, and he can block the bottle secretly."

"Block the bottle? What are you talking about..."

The Captain Mysterious and Secretive took out a glass bottle with a knotted top from the cabinet and handed it to Matthew.

Looking at the wine bottle with wide eyes, Matthew relaxed, he threw the wine bottle away: "That's it, I thought it was a terrific method. This is far from real witchcraft. "He waved his hand indifferently.

"What kind of witchcraft have you seen."

"Of course I have seen it. Do you know how Frank died?"

"How did you die?" "The captain became curious.

Matthew's face showed a look of fear, falling into the memory.

"I still remember that three days ago, Frank took us to sea to receive a batch of goods from the Americas. As a result, the entire sea surface was inexplicably frozen at the time of delivery.

Afterwards, a man carrying a huge cross sword walked on the sea, like a Divine Idol, he was unattainable and unstoppable.

With only one sword, he cut off the ride Frank was riding in. The boat, Frank jumped into the sea and wanted to escape. But he was forcibly caught in his hand and chopped in half in the blink of an eye.

On that day, all of Frank’s smuggling boats were flying ash annihilation in gunfire. It only took less than 3 minutes. I want to ask me what witchcraft is, the man uses witchcraft."

After listening to Matthew, the captain looked at the bottle in his hand. Annoyed he threw him away: "To tease me...Since that is not real witchcraft, that ugly nun and gray-haired man, what are we going to do?"

"We give him Take some medicine."

Frank indifferently said, "Increase the dose, put it in the breakfast and send it to him and the stupid nun tomorrow morning. Throw these two guys and the group of refugee kids in early. Going into the sea, I look sick."

"But...Mrs. Dean...?"

"en?"

Matthew made a questioning prolonged tone through his nose.

"Sorry, what do Miss Mary do?

"Let her go, her ears are soft, and she will be taken after a little blow. This time, I should give him one Lessons, let her know who is the boss here. "

"I see. "

Faced with Matthew's madness, the captain echoed in a low voice.

An hour later.

The full moon is high above the sea.

The captain’s room fell into silence, with only undulating snoring.

Hoffa quietly walked out of the darkness, and tiptoed around several glass bottles on the ground.

Matthew is leaning on the leather chair, snoring with his head up, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth. The captain is lying in the gondolas beside him, snoring loudly.

Standing By the side of the sleeping Matthew, Hoffa raised his right hand, his fingers grew and grew like vines, and gradually became entangled into a sharp spiral thorn.

He raised high and flickered. With the sharp thorns of cold light, he stabbed heavily.

Just a second before the blood splashed on the spot, a screw cap flew from a distance and hit Hoffa’s head with a bang. .

He crooked his hand after the pain, and sharply slid the target once, passing under Matthew’s temple. It pierced his ear straight.

The sleeping man screamed.

"Who...who is there! ! "

He pushed Hoffa away hard, turned over and fell to the ground, and then crawled and sat up, seeing a pair of golden eyes in the dark.

The cry was noisy. The captain who woke up aside, he backhanded out a rifle from under the console and pointed it tremblingly at Hoffa.

"You...raise your hand! "