Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

After the long and painful day, Hoffa got up from the ground. He picked up the glass ball holding the nightmare god, and two black and green mistletoe. Push the door open and walk to the height of the artillery building again.

The night came again, he like a fish back in water, and the three-ring scar on his chest was as bright as fire. Not only did all the wounds heal instantly, but his spirit became abnormally full. It's just that this time, he didn't dare to have the slightest chance.

For some reason, when he was fighting Tom, Mans did not come to stop him. He did not believe that his transfiguration could trap him for a long time, and this brief peace was even more for him. The calm before the rainstorm is extremely disturbing.

There is not a single person in the black turret and cabin. The only sound was the slight crackling when he stepped on the ground. If it was other times, he would be happy to be in such an environment, after all, night and darkness are excellent protection for him.

But after all, he had seen four weird pictures of Mans acting together a few hours ago. Now that there is no one here, he is more and more worried, worried that he will meet a group of Mans turning out at the next corner. , And then turn the time to daytime.

As if to confirm his idea, when he walked to a cabin corridor on the third floor of the deck where soldiers used to rest. A little girl's head poked out from the small room. With two pigtails, it looks very cute.

Hoffa stopped moving immediately, his figure blurred for a while. Even if he disappeared in the corridor, he would rather rush out Mans than encounter anything beyond his expectations.

After a while, in another room. Another little boy poked his head out, and they stared curiously at the place where Hoffa's phantom disappeared.

"I heard the voice, is that you, Big Brother?" the little boy asked, and his timid voice echoed through the empty corridor.

The fully vigilant Hoffa saw the appearance of the two people clearly, and then appeared in amazement.

"You are..." He knelt down and took a closer look. This was one of the children Chloe took away from France.

"Why are you here, it is dangerous here."

Hoffa quickly looked around and whispered: "Hurry up and find a place to hide."

Little boy Shaking his head and coming out of the small room, Hoffa guessed that they had been hiding under the soldier's bed.

"Mr. Officer is gone," the little boy said, "He left an hour ago. We don't know where he went."

"Mr. Officer?" Hoffa Her eyes widened and she was a little surprised: "You are talking about Mans Muller?"

"Well, he is called by this name." The little girl slammed the boy's shoulder unhappily: "Why do you call him Mr. so respectful."

"Others are very nice. Everyday all give me sweets when I am with us." The little boy said obediently and honestly.

"Bah, is it good to give you sweets? He looks like a bad guy. If you sell you, you will pay him back!" The little girl tapped the little boy on the head.

The little boy grievedly covered his head.

Too late to think about why the little boy would call Mans Mr. Hoffa immediately thought of Chloe. Could it be that while he was waiting for the dark time, Mans took Chloe away? Damn, why is my speed so slow!

"Hey, have you seen the nun?" He knelt down and asked, holding the boy's shoulder.

The little boy touched Hoffa's arm sensibly and comforted: "Don't worry, Sister Chloe is okay, she is waiting for you, but she can't move, you have to help her."

Didn't you take the nun away? Hoffa relaxed, he quickly stroked the little boy's head.

"Then gather all of your people, I will take you out, and we will leave here quickly."

"No, sister sister can’t see you."

The little girl aside suddenly said.

"Why?"

Hoffa was a little confused for a while. The little boy just said that Chloe was waiting for him, why did the little girl say that Chloe could not see him?

"Do you have anything to give us." The little girl stretched out her hand and looked at him without blinking.

"What can I give you?" Hoffa looked at the little girl in wonder.

"I can't tell you." The little girl said, she still stretched out her hands, her expression was a bit more sly compared to the boy next to her.

"I have something to say, what's the point of selling." Hoffa frowned, squeezing her bun's face. The start was very soft, and she pursed her mouth unhappily, looking like an angry little pufferfish.

"Forget it." Hoffa said with her arms folded. "I don't have any candy. Take me to see Chloe."

The little girl retracted her palm and shrugged. "Forget it, anyway, if you think clearly, you can give it to us at any time, but it won't work if you get out of this ship."

She made the word "clear" very hard. .

Looking at the mysterious and secretive appearance of these two children, Hoffa looked thoughtful. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Let’s not talk about these messy things. What about the others, why are you two? I remember when I brought them back from France, there were a dozen children."

"Oh , They are..." The little boy subconsciously answered his question, but the little girl suddenly covered his mouth.

I saw the little girl put up a finger at the little boy's mouth: "Shhh! I can't say it, it won't work if I say it."

That one looks quite honest The little boy was a little scared, so he had to nodded hard, with a serious face, "Okay, I won’t say."

The little girl flicked her hair and hooked Hoffa’s little finger on Hoffa, "Go, let me take You go to see Sister Chloe."

Then they held hands and ran forward along the empty stairs. Hoffa ran behind the two kids, his head turned quickly, he felt as if he knew something vaguely, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

The route he and the female Vampire walked before was destroyed in the fierce battle. The little girl and the little boy took Hoffa from another staircase to the turret. They should be staying here. After a long time, I am familiar with it.

Upon reaching the top floor, Hoffa stood again in front of the room where Chloe was blood drawn. He still remembered seeing the phantom of Grindelwald here.

The little girl said, "We will send you here."

"Where are you going?" Hoffa asked.

"It has nothing to do with you." The little girl said.

Hoffa frowned and was unhappy, "Hey, little child, listen to the adults, don't run around!"

"You are not much older than us."

The little girl stuck her tongue out, her expression became serious again: "Remember, Big Brother, all lives are in your silence."

After that, she pushed Once Hoffa, he dragged the little boy dong dong dong and ran down another dark staircase, disappearing into the depths of the dark and complicated battleship.

"Hey!"

Hoffa was lying on the stairs, neither chasing him nor chasing him.

When he was wondering where the little boy and the girl went, a cry for help came from the room at the top of the turret: "Can anyone hear? Can anyone hear?"

It was Chloe's voice. Hoffa quickly left the little boy and girl aside and hurriedly entered the room where Chloe was blood drawn.

The room is the same as before, except that the peculiar hazy smoke of the previous circle is gone, everything is clearly visible, countless ticking dials, weird blood drawing machines, and cold and ferocious steel bases. The chair, and the pale nun sitting on the chair, was the only one without the silhouette of Mansdau.

The stone in his heart fell to the ground, he walked up quickly, and efficiently disconnected all the tools that bound Chloe. She slumped softly, with her arms resting weakly on Hoffa's neck, and her head resting on Hoffa's shoulder.

"Are you okay." She can hardly hear her voice, but the first thing is to care about others.

"I'm fine." Hoffa was sad. He felt as if he had forgotten something he didn't want to forget. He patted Chloe's back and said, "Hold on, I'll send you back."

"Mance is out, we are going to stop him." The nun's breath became a little confused, "He...he took my blood away, and will...will completely disrupt everything in this time and space. Order..."

"Must now?" Hoffa pushed Chloe off his shoulder and looked at her worriedly. There was no blood on her face, even her lips were white. .

"Only now, we only have one chance, if we wait until daylight..." She looked at Hoffa's eyes, her lips were tight, and she stopped talking.

"Chloe?"

"Chloe..."

He called the nun twice, but the other party did not answer, just He stared at him with wide eyes, and there was too much inexplicable meaning in those eyes, which seemed to be pleading, it seemed to be a suggestion, and there was a deep fear.

Hoffa looked around, there was no one around. But there was still a bitter chill. It felt like he had experienced it once when he was surrounded by four Mans at the same time. It was a sense of being peeped out of nowhere, as if no matter what he did, he could not escape the fate of being scrutinized, and there was no privacy at all.

At this moment, a certain Ravenclaw-specific intuition arose from his mind, as if he had returned to Hogwarts, in front of the common room door of Ravenclaw's dark and tall tower.

There, before entering the common room, Eagle Ring will give him a riddle. Only those who can guess the Eagle Ring puzzle can finally enter Ravenclaw’s common room. There is also a hidden puzzle here, but the author is unknown.

Everyone’s lives are in my silence...

Think of the two weird little boys and little girls, and then look at the weirdness of the nun in front of me Looks like, Hoffa closes his eyes, what are they talking about.

"Where are those kids?" A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and asked pretentiously.

"They are locked up. When I recover a little bit and can walk, I will release them." The nun said.

"It turned out to be like this..." He nodded, "I understand. In fact, I think so too, but I am afraid that your body will not hold on."

"I Very healthy," said the nun stubbornly.

"I know."

Hoffa tried to pull her up, but found that her legs were hung on her shoulders as soon as she bends, and she couldn't walk upright at all. Helpless, he had to support her. He lifted her up by her thigh.

The nun lay on his back, and he walked out the door carrying the nun on his back. Because of the blood drawn, and she was already very thin, her weight at the moment may only be about 80 jin. For Hoffa at night, it is no different from a leaf.

However, he felt that a whole Mount Tai was pressed on his back. Every step was extremely difficult, as if he was walking not on the ground, but on a steel wire. The steel wire is raw, and there are ten thousand zhang cliffs on both sides. If you don't pay attention, you will Reducto, consigned to eternal damnation.

Finally, when he walked to the door, he was a little out of breath under the invisible pressure. He turned to look at the nun, who also looked at him, her lips pressed tightly, and said nothing.

Everyone’s lives are in my silence...

He thought of Mans leaving quietly, the little girl who was let out , And her outstretched palm.

"Wait a minute."

Hoffa said slowly.

Chloe on his back asked with a trembling voice: "What's the matter?"

Hoffa did not answer. He looked straight at the two downwards in front of him. On the left side of the stairs, there is a staircase that the little girl and the little boy brought up. The indicator light on this staircase is green and still in good condition.

The other is the staircase where the little boy and the little girl leave. The lights on this staircase were all broken, dark, and they looked very gloomy.

"Where do you want to go out." He asked the nun gently.

The nun pointed to the left without the slightest hesitation.

Hoffa sighed softly, gritted his teeth and said with a bitter smile, "It's really hard."

After that, he went from the channel with the green indicator light flashing. After walking down the turret, before leaving, he threw out the black mistletoe he got from killing Tom Riddle, abandoning it like a shoe.