Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

When Barty Jr. and Hoffa walked out of the carriage, the people outside were almost gone.

The Hogwarts Castle in the distance is still towering in the night, with too many hidden secrets.

On the Black Lake, you can see rugged splashes on the surface of the lake. It was hundreds of First Year new students who held a traditional river crossing ceremony. The headed one was a brawny man who was whistling and had thick hair.

On the other side, hundreds of silent Thestral pulled the carriage, slowly marching through the rain, passing through the gate carved with winged boars, and disappearing into the darkness.

"Do you want to keep up?"

On the platform, Barty Jr. did not move, he asked Owl with an umbrella under his umbrella.

Hoffa stood in the cage, looking at the dark castle of Hogwarts, shook the head: "No."

"Why not, we might miss the banquet if we don't go."

"If I say no, I won't!"

Hoffa gritted his teeth, he couldn't explain to Barty Jr..

Because the weird Cedric .Diggory just got under control, he didn't dare to enter Hogwarts rashly. He wasn't sure what was waiting for him in the castle, honestly he was a little bit shadowy.

"Okay."

Barty Jr. stood still.

In the distance, a train attendant, carrying a lantern and wearing a black rain lot, walked towards here slowly, seeming to be checking the train.

"Don't just stand, find a place to hide." Hoffa said cautiously.

"Yes."

Barty Jr., holding an umbrella in one hand and pushing a cart in the other, walked towards the castle like a toolman, but before walking up the steps, he turned a corner Bend and walked towards a huge Willow Tree in the distance.

The Willow Tree has distorted spots on its body, which looks like a huge face. Its branches are densely facing upwards, like thick octopus legs, constantly in the rain. Jitter.

Hoffa knows that it was Whomping Willow, planted by Harry Potter's father's years, and when Hoffa was in school, this thing didn't exist at all.

But Barty Jr. seems to be familiar with the Willow Tree. He didn't get too close to the tree. When he was about fifty meters away from it, he bypassed it and came to the edge of the empty Forbidden Forest. Here, they can see an old stone house in the distance, as well as large pumpkins in the rainstorm.

"Is it all right here, Mr. Bach?" Barty Jr. asked.

"en."

"But...then, how long shall we stay here?"

Barty Jr. was at a loss.

The iron cage became a rain hat, and Hoffa changed from owl to a human form. He stood by the Forbidden Forest and looked at the lights of the castle in the distance. Until now, he still couldn't control it with certainty. Who is Cedric's, this makes him very uneasy.

A certain kind of air-conditioning gradually spread on the hunting grounds. From the depths of the rainstorm Forbidden Forest, Xixisuosuo’s footsteps were heard. The footsteps were mixed in the rain and could not be detected at all, but Hoffa at night was still Touching the source of the anxiety is very similar to the anxiety in the Quiddich World Cup.

At this time.

......

"Sindallegegangen?" (Is the person finished walking)

"Siesindallegegangen." (Ending)

"Könnenwiranfangen?" (Can you start)

"Fangenwiran." (Let’s start)

Someone is talking in the Forbidden Forest. The language is German and the voice is very low. Hoffa narrowed his eyes, and turned his head little by little.

Barty Jr. heard no sound at all. He saw Hoffa looking behind him, so he curiously asked: "What's the matter, Bar..."

Bi touched his lips, blocking his speech: "Follow me behind, don't talk." Hoffa whispered.

The two quietly walked to the place where the sound came from. Several people in the jungle were speechless after the words at first were spoken, only the sound of some stones rubbing on the ground.

Click, click, click...

Through the shadow of the jungle, in the depths of the shadow, Hoffa saw a paradoxical picture, gloomy in the humus soil , Three men wearing birdcage helmets knelt in the darkness deep in the Forbidden Forest. They were naked or silent. Each of them was holding a sharp knife in his hand, and there were rows of circular patterns under them. Stone.

Lightning flashed, and they all raised their sharp knives and slowly pierced their chests, drawing a circle, a triangle, and a vertical bar on the chest.

Blood gushed from their pale bodies, but their faces didn't mean much pain, but there was a deep relief.

Blood mixed with rainwater flowed into the circular array on the ground, and spread quietly, raising layers of blood mist in the air. The red mist was as strong as a flame, burning silently on their bodies.

The biting cold wind blows out from unknown places, causing countless frost to condense on the surface of the surrounding leaves and shrubs at a speed visible to naked eye.

Hoffa's face changed again and again. This is a certain kind of ceremony, which is similar to the blood symbol that opened Helheim on his hand by the old hunting field guard Joey, but it is not the same.

These people are summoning something.

Seeing that the three of them had their bodies dry with naked eyes, Barty Jr. drew back in a little panic.

Hoffa pressed his head, and the hat on his head quickly transformed into a birdcage exactly like the sacrificial trio. Then he quickly walked out of the hiding place and walked towards the sacrificial trio.

When the three people bathed in the red flame saw Hoffa, they all showed amazement.

"Hey, what are you doing here? Didn't the master say that the plan is postponed?" Hoffa said in fluent German, he didn't know what the three were doing, only that they were Grindelwald's subordinates. .

"The master only arranged for the three of us to open the door, what are you doing?" a shriveled man said weakly in the burning red blood mist.

"Open the door, what door to open?"

Hoffa stepped forward and asked: "Where is the master now?"

"The master is waiting... Wait, how can I not notice your thinking." In the circle, one of the men pointed at the iron cage on Hoffa's head alertly.

Hoffa: "What?"

"He is not ours."

One of them stood up suddenly, let go of his palm, and was in the red flame Screaming: "Change the coordinates, don't let the master come over!"

tone barely fell, the three of them climbed out of the circle and ran away in three directions.

Hoffa pulled his legs and rushed to the three guys who were on fire, but they didn’t run far, and the bloody flame engulfed the three of them. They burned out like paper men, their bodies gradually in the rain. It turned into a sludge-like substance, slowly flowing away along the water.

When Hoffa came to them, only a few burnt bones could be seen on the ground.

"This is...?"

Hoffa picked up a skull.

The extremely cold skull cracked in his hand, as crisp as a biscuit. It is exactly the same as the bone he seized on Mad-Eye Moody.

Papa...

Something fell from the sky and fell on his face.

He couldn't help but touched it. It was something cold and wriggling. He took it out and took a closer look. It turned out to be a reddish-brown worm with a finger that was long and wriggling in his hand.

"Bar...Mr. Bach!" Barty Jr.'s horrified voice came from behind him.

He turned his head and saw Barty Jr., who was hiding in the distance, trembling extend the hand, pointing to his head.

Hoffa looked up, there was a gap in the sky above the thunderclouds. The dark night sky is like opening a triangular eyes, which tore a gap in the space. , The surrounding temperature drops suddenly!

A super strong cold wind blows out from the eye-like cracks and blows across the ground, causing the surrounding trees to creak and creak ice edges, as if to blow people into the shape of a god.

Afterwards, pa ta pa ta pat... Numerous maggots fell from the cracks in the eyes above the head like rain.

The cold wind hit Barty Jr., he let out a scream, knelt on the ground while clutching his head, and rolled frantically on the ground.

The maggots falling from the sky soon drowned him who was screaming.

Hoffa turned pale in fright, he rushed to Barty Jr. in three steps and two steps, and fished him out of the worm.

I saw Barty Jr. look pale as paper at this moment, his body trembled crazily, and his mouth was yelling unfathomable mystery meaninglessly. It looked like Dumbledore was in pain after drinking a poisonous potion in a cave.

"Why...father...father...why...why?" He roared crazily with a distorted expression.

"Barty Jr.!? Stinchcombe, Crouch!?"

Hoffa grabbed Barty Jr.'s head and tried to wake him up. He struggled with great strength. While struggling, he foamed at the mouth and made a snoring sound, "Hoo...huh...sparkling...sparkling...sparkling...sparkling...where are you?"

"How are you, Barty Jr., can you hear me?"

Hoffa patted his cheek anxiously.

Barty Jr. shook his head in confusion, and slobbed his hand.

At the same time, the maggots that fell from in the sky slowly piled up. At first they had no rules at all, but gradually, they piled up in the shape of two people. A pile of insects is holding another pile of insects.

"Damn!!"

Hoffa let go of Barty Jr. and stood up.

The pile of maggots in the distance also loosened the other pile of maggots and stood up, and the group of maggots rustled away, very disgusting.

I look up at the sky again, the cracks in the sky have disappeared without a trace, and the air-conditioning is no longer blowing. Only those insects were left, imitating their own actions constantly.

Hoffa figured out the entire process of development. These three people should have wanted to bring Grindelwald summon over, but after realizing that they were here, they should change their minds immediately. They gave up summon Grindelwald and came instead. The maggot insect monster of Death Secret Realm Helheim. This maggot insect monster has been seen once in Death Secret Realm in the First Year and can imitate living people infinitely.

Gradually, the pile of maggots that fell from Helheim glued together and became more and more like him. at first just acted like, but in the end even his bald head and golden eyes were imitated, but his body shape was much larger than Hoffa.

While the maggots are rolling, in the end, when the insects no longer see the appearance of the insect, it humanely looks at its palm, and then looks around, showing an expression of ecstasy...

"Free, we are free!"

The huge guy who is exactly the same as Hoffa showed a happy expression, "We are free!!!"

It looked up and saw the lights of Hogwarts Castle in the distance, and rushed towards Hogwarts in the distance like a happy one, "I'm free!! ha ha ha, free!!!"

Hoffa's forehead violently violently, he buckled a rain pine next to him, pulled the rain pine up by the roots, then swiped a stick on the body of the huge imitator, smashed it upside down and flew 100 meters, breaking countless Trees.

"We are free...We are free...!!!"

The huge Hoffa turned into a worm, unexpectedly, it was smashed to fly and crawled from the ground again When he got up, he hugged a big tree and began to lick the rain on the tree, drooling in his mouth, looking very ghostly.

Licking and licking, he let out a violent gu gu call from his stomach. So he grabbed a handful of soil and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing and uttering intoxicated compliments, "The taste of reality...the taste of reality...freedom, freedom!!!"

Then he got up again and rushed towards Hogwarts Castle.

"Free your mother!"

Hoffa gnashing teeth, his fate is so weird and changeable, he himself dare not be in this world. A monster who is ten meters tall and exactly the same as himself charge ahead happily.

So he leaped high, and another Yusong smashed his head down, smashing the giant wood in his hand to pieces.

The head of this huge imitation monster was bent over by the entire smash, and was smashed into the rain to a depth of several meters.

"You can't kill me...ha ha ha, I am the same as you."

Imitating the smile of a ghost animal, palms on the ground, chest turning One hundred and eighty degrees, facing the sky, his chest was also shining with a vicious three-ring red light. In the night and heavy rain, his bent body quickly returned to normal.

Can this be imitated?

Hoffa touched his chest and was stunned. The body blessed by the night god is his arrogant capital at night. If this guy is another enlarged version of himself, he can still have all his strength ......

In less than a few seconds, the ten-meter-high self had three heads growing out of his chest, each with his bloody mouth wide open like a sacrificial bowl, Six blood wings appeared behind it.

"Free, free!"

It laughed, leaping high in ecstasy, rushing into the sky, the sky flashed with thunder, and the heavy rain reached its climax in this brief moment.

It’s over...

Hoffa thinks that this kind of anti-common sense thing must not be allowed to go to Hogwarts. Once this thing enters, what is the plot, what is the Triwizard Tournament , Harry Potter is all over.

Fortunately, he has solved hundreds of crises, and he didn't panic right now, so he took out a whole tube of septic potion from his pocket. The wings shook behind him and flew straight to the sky.

High in the sky, that ten-meter-large mimic face revealed disdain, and slapped him with a palm, like a fly.

fight at close quarters, Hoffa flying upwards flies down. Human-shaped pits tens of meters deep were smashed into the ground.

"Freedom! haha, Helheim, we escaped!"

The mocking monster flew in the air, not even noticing that his lower body had become again Insect, falling to the ground.

A palm stretched out from a deep hole on the ground.

One palm point.

With a loud click.

A thunder-thin thunder fell from the sky.

The imitator who was injected with the septic potion was instantly scattered ashes and dispersed smoke under the action of a purple electric current, and even the surrounding trees were chopped and toppled.

Hoffa slowly crawled out of the pit, muddy. He came to the insects falling from the sky—they were no longer humanoids. After struggling for a few times under the residual current, they gradually turned into pitch-black insect shells.

Apart from rain and thunder, there is only Barty Jr. moaning meaninglessly and painfully in the woods, and there is a strange silence.

Hoffa is a little scared.

He has almost figured out Grindelwald's routine now. The Old Guy doesn't know where to hide, but as long as there are many people, he will send people over to carry out indiscriminate massacres everywhere.

This time I was good luck and didn’t enter the auditorium with other people. I happened to find Grindelwald’s minions hiding in the Forbidden Forest, but I didn’t let Grindelwald come directly. Things have to repeat itself again. heaven knows how these guys penetrated in.

"Sparkling...Sparkling...take me out of here...Sparkling, what should I do...Sparkling...what should I do..."

Encounter The Barty Jr. puppet is kneeling on the muddy ground like a puppet, chanting his house elf like a scripture.

Looking at this picture of Barty Jr., Hoffa brows tightly frowns. He remembers that Joey told him in First Year that people with low spiritual power are impossible to withstand the cold wind of Helheim. , Barty Jr. is a typical low-spirited person. He was just blown by the wind and he was not dead yet, but he was mentally deranged.

Hoffa is not sure if he can heal him.

But he just confirmed one thing, the door of Death Secret Realm can be opened, maybe he can find a way to Death Secret Realm in Hogwarts.