Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Hoffa finally convinced Ryan to let him follow him into the underground. Jumping through the transparent passage, they fell from in the sky and landed on the spire of the Gothic building in the underground kingdom.

From the top, they could see that the city was shrouded in moonlight, without any other light source. They couldn't see what was in the shadow of the castle. The buildings in the distance can only be seen in a jagged shape against the moonlight.

However, if only by sound, Hoffa can feel the excitement of this underground kingdom. There are noisy and excited whispers below, a restless dog barking, and the creak creak made by the carriage wheel rolling over the bluestone slab.

Wait a little bit after their eyes get acquainted with the darkness, they can see the countless crowded carriages and crowded heads on the streets below the castle. As if back in time, came to Britain in the nineteenth century.

Hoffa whispered secretly. To tell the truth, if he hadn't followed that Vampire, he would have never imagined that there would be such a scene in the underground of this modern city.

If you are one of those Blood Races and you want to do something shameful, you have to choose this kind of place. It's just that it can expand to this level, I'm afraid it has been operating underground for several decades. This worries him, this Vampire mound, which is like a giant ant den, can be broken by the two trifling wizards?

"It's pretty spectacular here."

Hoffa stepped on the hard shattered tiles on the dome: "If you want to send a letter to Hogwarts, you might call someone more."

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Ryan looked around blankly, without saying a word, his face covered with numbness. No longer the enthusiasm and kindness of the first meeting, Hoffa felt a little sorry, but he didn't regret it. It is true that in the process of finding the underground lair, he used some methods, but he believed that everything was a necessary loss.

Moreover, if what you encounter is not Hufflepuff, but a Slytherin, such as Tom Riddle, maybe he won't think this is the problem at all, let alone worry about it.

As they approached the ground from a high place, the barking of the hounds on the street and the si si sound made by Vampire became louder and louder. The two held their breath, and when they were about 30 meters above the ground, Hoffa pushed open a shuttered window on the steeple castle and got in through the window. I want to enter the street from indoors.

The room is not as splendorous and majestic as I imagined. It is not so much that he entered the room, it is better to say that he entered a tomb.

The external noisy sound covered by the wall, only faint coughing and gasping can be heard here, through the spider web, Hoffa can see some silhouette in the dusty corner.

They were men who were over-absorbed. Their faces were wrinkled, and their eyes were gloomy. Their deformed bodies curled up in the corners, lying there, twitching slightly.

In a deeper place, there are some skeletons with moldy spots, which are connected by a little black tendon, which seems to fuse together with these gloomy castles and become straight into it. Stepping stones in the clouds.

"Look, if you come in with your lover, you might be lying here when the people from Hogwarts find it."

Hoffa hits Rui En's shoulder, whispered sarcastically.

Ryan stepped away from him and said nothing.

"Passion is the least reliable."

Looking at the bones, Hoffa sighed in a low voice, not knowing whether it was talking to herself or talking to Ryan.

"Can you still find it?"

Ryan may have been stabbed by Hoffa's words, perhaps because he didn't want to see the scene in front of him. He left Hoffa aside, and Alone left in a hurry

"I'm quite grumpy."

Hoffa followed him and muttered.

Leaving the room, they came to the streets of the Underground Kingdom. Probably all the Vampires came outside, and the room seemed so deserted.

Carriage gu lu gu lu drove forward, and the people in the carriage poked their heads out, joking with each other, making some dirty jokes, obviously they knew each other very well.

Hoffa and Ryan phantom follow behind them, leading along the carriage. The carriage goes in one direction. That direction is in the middle of the castle complex, passing through several gothic-style buildings. On the arch bridge, he and Ryan came to a huge open square. For some reason, this place reminded Hoffa of the Colosseum.

When I arrived at the square, I walked down from the car with a beautifully dressed woman and a handsome man in a tuxedo.

Each of them wears a golden mask that covers their faces, some cover half of them, and some cover all of them. This makes it difficult for Hoffa to distinguish their identities, let alone find nuns among them.

On each dinning table, there are piles of exquisite food and colorful fruits, some of which can’t even be named.

What’s even more amazing is that every few meters in the long dinning table, there are some graceful beauties, lying or sitting, wearing hazy tulle with strands hanging on their bodies. Golden ornament with a golden mask.

Under the endless luxury, an unknown sense of religious ceremony also flows through it. This reminded Hoffa of Anker's crazy actions in the nightmare world within the realm, like a sacrifice.

"These guys..."

He was amazed by the wonders in front of him. He was two lives, he had never seen such a luxurious banquet. Compared with this feast. His oriental memory seemed extremely restrained and restrained.

Every design here is stimulating the most primordial desire in the biological heart. After thinking about it carefully, probably only Jiuchi Roulin can describe it.

It is not necessarily correct to say that it is the wine pool.

In the center of the square, wrapped by several towering stone pillars, is a circle of pits inscribed with countless runes. Around the pit, a row of young girls holding pots are holding pure gold containers. A bright red liquid was poured into the pit.

The air is filled with a strong smell of fishy sweetness. This smell is not only not offensive, but even makes people who smell it yearn for.

This is a pool of blood.

Seeing the pool of blood, Hoffa's heart twitched. There is no doubt that this is the blood collected. Has the nun been drained of blood? Where is she?

After the two hid behind the Ghost Statue sculpture on the top of a building, here you can have a panoramic view of the open-air blood pool right now without being spotted.

Ryan asked hoarsely, "Where is your friend?"

Faced with such a spectacle, his voice still has no fluctuations, only the smell of routine. He hasn't recovered from Hoffa plot against and threatening him, numbly like a landlord maid, accepting it.

"I don't know."

Hoffa is a little uneasy: "Hey, somehow you cheer up, we can't tolerate the slightest mistake now."

"I Very cheer up."

He said in a calm tone.

At this time, the crowd underneath became commotion. The crowd applauded and cheered. Hoffa turned his head and saw that an old man wearing a gorgeous green robe slowly turned down from the second floor, with his high collar erected. , The old Elder with his clothes dragged behind him.

He is the only guy in the crowd who does not wear a golden mask. His face is sharp and angular like an eagle. The bridge of the nose is high and thin, the nostrils are deeply arched, the forehead is high and swollen, the hair is sparse, the eyebrows are thick, almost in a line above the nose, his protruding lips are sharp and white, and his lips are particularly red. , Showing an astonishing vitality that is not commensurate with his age. Also, his ears are pale and the tops are sharp. The chin is wide and strong, the cheeks are thin but firm, and the entire face is extremely pale.

"Everyone, welcome."

The old man smiled and said: "Please take a seat."

"It was him, damn it!"

Ryan sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Do you know him?" Hoffa asked.

"His name is Rusfan, Rusfan Polidori, born in London in 1837, and a student of Slytherin."

Ryan was freed from his previous state. Staring intently at the green robe silhouette in the distance.

Hoffa's eyes widened and he was a Slytherin.

Ryan: "I read about him on Hogwarts, A History, and his Fifth Year was expelled because he conducted taboo experiments in school privately and tempted school girls when they lost Judgment, after he didn't expect to come out, he still..."

As he said, he seemed to think of himself, and he dropped his head in irritation, his fingers sinking into his hair, hard. The tearing.

"Why did he turn people into Vampire."

"Look at his left hand."

Hoffa's eyes focused on the green robe old man On his arm, he saw a weird arc under the wrist of his left hand, which looked like a hook of a wild beast.

Ryan said: "He broke his left hand. When he was expelled from Hogwarts that year, Dippet headmaster not only broke his wand, but also interrupted his left hand for use spell, causing him to On the way of magic, it is difficult to achieve higher achievements. But didn't expect, he actually converted himself into Vampire. He gave up the wizard’s use spell method and instead served the god of the night.

" What are you going to do? "

He asked Ryan.

"Write a letter," Ryan took a deep breath: "Since I have discovered his real body, I think I should put this one right away. Report the matter to Hogwarts and let the school teacher handle it. "

But Hoffa motionless.

Ryan got up: "I'm going to find Jasmine, find a quiet place to write a letter, contact the school, will you come together?" "

Hoffa shook his head: "Go by yourself, you are looking for my friend." "

"Don't do it yourself. When I go out and send a letter, the school will send someone over soon. "

"I won't, don't worry. "

Hoffa said, his eyes swept around in the banquet hall, hoping to find the nun, but found nothing.

Ryan looked at Hoffa in disbelief. , Didn’t leave for a long time.

"Aren’t you going to deliver the letter? "

"You are on our side. "

He asked a little uncertainly, "You won't join Germany anymore." "

"Did you suffer from delusion during persecution?" Hoffa grinned: "Just take care of yourself." "

Ryan disillusioned.

Not long after he left, the banquet was announced. Men and women wearing golden masks sat on the table one after another. At this time, green The robe old man raised his arm and said enthusiastically: "Now, let me introduce, on the night of my resurrection, the friend who came to observe the ceremony is from Germany, representing countless imperial wizard associations, Athos Ke Lestrange! ! "

Along with the applause, another group of people came from a distance. They didn't wear masks, they just wore red robe. With a touch of boredom and impatience on his face, they walked straight to the dinning table. No one saw it.

Hoffa felt that Ke Lestrange’s surname was a bit familiar. After thinking about it, he thought of the wizard Anker he met in Nightmare World, and his surname was Ke Lestrange. . Aldo once told him that the Anker family is very powerful, and now it seems that it is so.

"And on behalf of the muggle military, Colonel Muller Mans. "

green robe Lu Sifan waved his hand again, and walked in from the side door a man in a muggle uniform, thin and tall, in great spirits. As soon as he came in, he raised his hand enthusiastically, and all The people in the directions said hello, in stark contrast to the cold red robe wizard.

Seeing Mans coming in, Hoffa's heart beats faster. Damn, this guy is here too! Since he is here, Kr. Roy must be in the vicinity.

Seat is finished.

In the center of the banquet hall, Ru Sifan looked solemn. He slowly took off his green robe, revealing him Dry and naked body. At this moment, in the sky, a huge moon is shining very much. The moonlight shines on the blood pool, and the blood in the blood pool boils, and the blood-reeking qi is completely diffused in the air.

Lu Sifan walked towards the blood pool step by step, every step he took, his body became less human, sharp teeth grew out of his mouth, and his knuckles were like curved knuckles. Hook, his back bowed more and more, on his back, two thin wing membranes gradually differentiated, which made him look like a big bat.

scarlet red appeared. In the moonlight, soon, it was like pervasive blood, dyeing the entire moon into the color of scarlet red.

Lu Sifan walked to the side of the blood pool and took a bunch of withered roses. Passing through the blood pool, the rose was a dry fragment when it entered the blood pool, but when it was picked up, it turned into a brightly colored twig.

"For so many years , Can finally be freed. "

He threw away the flowers. Sighed, ready to jump into the blood pool.

"Wait a moment. "

However, at this moment, there was a calm cry from the long table.

Lu Sifan turned his head to look fiercely with an unhappy face.

On the circular dinning table, Muller Mans, wearing a muggle uniform, stood up. He raised his goblet and said with a serious expression: "Although Lord Grindelwald has not come yet, After all, this is an epic moment. I suggest, in this brief moment, we toast and celebrate, the great Sir Rusvan Polidori, the unyielding indomitable wizard, and the future Prince of Blood Race. "

Someone initiates such a request, and naturally no one rejects it. Everyone here stood up, whether it was wearing a black robe, a red robe, or a golden mask, they all Stand up and raise the goblet in his hand.

Qi Qi said: "The great Sir Russ van Polidori, the unyielding indomitable wizard, the future Prince of Blood Race! ! "

"ha ha ha. "

The dissatisfaction on Lu Sifan's face was wiped out, and he looked at Mans with satisfaction, "Okay, it's rare for you to have this intention." "

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the young girl holding a pot in the distance immediately stepped forward and poured him a full glass of scarlet wine.

"Since being tried by Wizengamot, I have been dormant for too long, and from now on, I will pull out my sharp fangs. This country, and even this continent, will be in your pockets! "He said boldly: "Rise, just today!" "

"Just today! ! "

Vampire wearing a golden mask shouted enthusiastically and drank everything in the cup.

red robe K Lestrange looked impatient, his eyes were deep He didn't want to shout a slogan behind those people at all, but out of politeness, he still held up the cup reluctantly and took a sip.

After drinking a glass of wine, Rusfan threw it away cup, staring at the blood pool in front of him madly: "God of the dark night, witness this moment! "

The blood pool in front of him exudes entangled rays of light, as if it has dyed the entire world into bright red. The red is getting bigger and bigger, and finally occupying his entire field of vision.

He felt something was wrong, so he touched his eyes, and he started with a wet piece, and the wet piece was also red.

"Why...? "

Lu Sifan was top-heavy, less than three steps in front of the blood pool, he fell to the ground with a plop. A firm face made an intimate contact with the ground, and then he wanted He got up, but fell to the ground again. This time, the changes in his body gradually disappeared, and he returned to the appearance of a normal person.

"father...! ! "

This embarrassing appearance made several men with golden masks want to come forward and help him, but when they just stood up, they fell to the ground with a thump. The table was screaming. There was a lot of noise, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a while.