Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

"Grindelwald..."

"Grindelwald..."

"Grindelwald."

Mumbled From far to near, gradually clear.

It was like someone's sigh, and it was like singing.

On the empty street, the white-haired man slowly stopped.

In front of you is the street with tall buildings standing in great numbers. There is no color in the darkness, no one in the empty, and the sound is only the sound of a ballad in the wind.

"Grindelwald, keep silent, Grindelwald, just say nothing, Grindelwald, get nothing..."

Along with weird and peculiar ballads, a row of dresses in red The little girl in clothes ran across the empty street in front of her hand in hand. The children sang songs, turned their heads, and looked at Grindelwald. Although they were petite and exquisite, each of them had the appearance of adult men, pale and hollow.

He closed his eyes blankly, clenched wand and swiped across.

Hey, the arc light flashed, as if torn a piece of rag.

The little girl holding hands was torn in half from the middle. The sharp curse cuts the streets like a sharp knife, cuts the tall buildings, cuts the air, cuts the world, everything is torn like canvas Cracked.

It's very quiet.

However, after tearing it apart, he came to another place.

The cliff.

Under the cliff is the abyss of ten thousand zhang. Above the abyss, a man stubbornly held two people who were about to fall into the abyss. It was Fatiel De La Setis.

One of the two who fell off the cliff was himself, and the other he was very familiar with. It was the young Jacob Bohan, the second generation ancestor who used to gamble on countless things.

He unexpectedly returned to the turning point in his life that summer in 1913.

Beside, Jacob still said in a trembling voice: "Fat...Fatier, no...no...this can't... .."

"Fatier, what are you thinking! Pull me up!"

"Don't let go of this hand, let the other one go."

Grindelwald looked at all this strangely, he gradually understood where he was, but he did not understand when and where he fell into a dream, just like a dreamer forever Can't remember things outside of dreams.

Pattern.

After a struggle, it was not himself who fell off the cliff, but the Jacob beside him.

After Fatir pulled him up, his expressionless face rarely fluctuates.

"Is this what you have been fantasizing about?"

Someone behind you said with a smile: "No wonder no one can understand you.

If Someone has lived for more than sixty years and still longs for love in his heart. I have to say that he is either a woman or a lunatic."

Grindelwald looks back, floating behind the huge Mount Kilimanjaro With a monster almost larger than the mountains, covering the heavens, shielding the sun, like a giant whale flying in the sky.

It has countless arms, and its lower body is covered with jellyfish-like hooked tentacles. Its head is wrapped in a cloud of black smoke. It has no nose or mouth. Every hair on its head is Tentacles as long as several hundred meters are the only eyes that are as huge as a lake, projecting endless reincarnation and void.

Standing at the feet of this monster like an ant, Grindelwald said nothing, the long black Elder Wand turned into a black sharp knife in his hand. After he closed his eyes and thought for a moment, he pierced him with a knife.

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Klaus Nick base in Germany, there are occasional sharp beams of light in the black clouds Swept away.

On the outpost 300 meters away, an officer with a telescope in his hand browses tightly frowns.

"What are they doing? Major."

Beside the officer, a soldier carrying a gun asked curiously.

"It seems that nothing has been done."

The man holding the telescope handed the telescope in his hand to the soldier next to him with a look of confusion: "Come and see, this is Does the interview look like?"

The soldier took the telescope and took a closer look.

In the round lenses, one can clearly see that the adult wizard in the distance is sitting face to face on the top of the tower used for meditation.

One of them was a woman wearing a gray blanket. She was forced to stay in a wheelchair. She had no hair on her head, tilted her head, and had a wand on her knees, and her body was trembling slightly.

Ten meters in front of her, there is also a man sitting, his waist is straight, his hands are on his knees, his head is slumped on his shoulders, his eyes are closed, it looks like he is sleeping Finished.

"Is Lord Grindelwald asleep?"

The soldier put down the telescope and asked in confusion.

No one answered.

When he put down the telescope, the officer beside him fell to the ground at some unknown time, closed his eyes and made a slight snoring sound.

This scene made him stare. Before he could ask a question, he suddenly felt top-heavy and a deep sleepiness rise in the mind. He fell to the ground uncontrollably and fell to the officer’s Body.

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The black sharp knife is stuck in the air, like a needle stuck in an expanded On the balloon, puci a light sound accompanied by a fish spitting bubbles, monster, Kilimanjaro Snow Mountain, Fatir, and even himself completely disappeared thoroughly.

He woke up from a meditative state of sitting cross-legged. I found myself sitting on a sandy ground that resembled an ancient Roman arena. Around the arena, there were countless black shadows dancing wildly. They couldn't see their faces. They could only see the eyes of scarlet one after another, waving their arms in the black shadow. , Dancing frantically, like the most fanatical audience, hundreds, thousands, but not a single sound.

Sandshasha......

The sound of sand rubbing.

A gray-haired young man walked on the sand of the arena with his bare feet, step by step. A string of close and numerous black chains are wrapped around his body, and the chains tightly entangled his body, deep into the flesh.

It's hard to imagine that a person can still walk when tied up like this.

As the distance gets closer and closer, he can even see that the gray-haired young man is dragging a chain with several ferocious and rotting heads tied in knots, and those heads are stuck on the gravel. Okay, it has been burned to death.

The young man stood barefoot in front of Grindelwald, raised the row of heads on the chain, and saw the head slowly hovering, falling on the sand, the bottom one with silver hair and staring eyes Big blue eyes.

"Your teacher was killed by me. He died and he didn't understand your pain." The gray-haired young man taught.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Grindelwald removed his eyes from the head and said slowly.

"You don't have to pretend to be in front of me."

The gray-haired young man said: "Your beloved teacher is gone, and your seeds of hope are dead. Just die. Even the student you had the greatest expectations, I banished. Tell me, now in this world, who else will become like you?"

Looking at those bloody heads, Grindelwald Slowly lifts the head: "You."

"hahahahahahaha!"

The gray-haired young man raised his head and laughed, the laughter resounded all over the world, and his posture was wild and unruly.

After laughing, he shook his head with disdain and arrogance, stepped deeply into the gravel with his feet, and opened a posture with his chain-bound body.

At this moment, all the dark shadows on the Colosseum are screaming like boiling.