Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Hogwarts, the prom is in full swing.

The wizard musicians are playing hard on the stage. The repertoire is Dmitrijevic Shostakovich’s "Second Waltz".

Along with the elegant waltz, Hogwarts' champions and partners danced gracefully, and other students also poured into the dance floor, showing their own charm along with various pieces of music.

At the edge of the dance floor, Miller disguised as Moody's exaggerated laughed heartily, he kicked his wooden legs and hugged a beautiful Beauxbatons girl in the crowd.

Everyone who saw him gave him kind and understanding glances: "Good dance, Professor Moody."

"Ron, you flattery, your dad is still Knowing that you know how to shoot flattery, I guess you have to wake up in your dreams."

"The dress is very beautiful, Professor Moody."

"Go away, I'm going to stuff your head in** Go, Fred."

"Very proficient posture, Professor Moody."

"Go to hell, Cedric, I will be more proficient in making your girlfriend."

"Professor Moody, tonight is really wonderful."

"Yes, except for you all becoming puppets, fools!"

..... .

Whenever someone talks to him like this, Miller is laughed heartily nodded and abuses everyone with the most vulgar language. But they were unheard-of, and instead faced him with a more eager dance and a more positive attitude.

"Miller... Miller, can you hear...?"

A faintly discernible shout appeared in Miller’s ear, the voice was so low that he turned a deaf ear. At the beginning, the beautiful student of Beauxbatons danced wildly with his arms around. They stepped on the tango steps and jumped from one side of the auditorium to the other. While he was dancing wildly, he asked the girl in his arms, "You believe or not I immediately The auditorium was blown up, won't someone stop it?"

"Oh, your what a joke is so funny."

The girl in her arms looked with dreamy eyes Looking at him, the look in his eyes is no different from that of his lover.

"What a joke, do you want to hear what a joke?"

Miller stepped on the tango, made the girl rotate 720 degrees, and then pulled her into her own Arms.

"Of course, please tell me."

"I remember the last French girl I saw, a driver in a muggle. Do you know a muggle?"

"I know." The girl said eagerly, "My grandfather is muggle."

"Ha, that's very interesting. She came to London to play with me, but her English is not good. When driving to Regent Street, the sign in front of me told me to turn left. She was not sure, so she asked me: "turnleft?"

I said: "right" and she hit the fire hydrant on the right. Hahahaha~"

"You are really interesting, even if you are French, English is not that bad." The girl gasping for breath said, because Miller's movements are too intense, The blonde girl's forehead was already oozing fine drops of sweat.

Miller brought the girl to the bar.

"Two glasses of brandy," he ordered without the slightest hesitation. Two glasses of spirits studded with olives appeared in front of him.

"I don't drink." The Beauxbatons girl said in an ethereal voice.

"I didn't ask your opinion, French bitch."

Miller raised his head to pour a large glass of brandy, then raised his head to pour another glass, pressing his palm on the table, no The trembling stopped.

"Will other French girls come to play with you?"

"Don't look at me...I...hiccup...In this way, when I was young, Very handsome, I also have an older sister who is also a famous beauty. One of my sister’s best friends is a Frenchman."

Miller stared straight ahead, trying to find Dumbledore, but No trace of the old wizard was found.

"Really?"

The French schoolgirl said suspiciously, "I don't think you look like an older sister."

"hahahaha, Guess."

Miller ordered another glass of spirits and raised his head to drink: "I used to have schizophrenia, but now we have recovered."

"haha , You are really funny."

"Damn, I'm not kidding."

"Then your doctor must be very difficult to deal with."

Miller’s expression was startled, and Hoffa's constantly dying body seemed to appear in front of him again. He smashed the goblet and pulled the girl back onto the dance floor.

......

......

bang!!

A Roman column in the Eternal Arena was smashed to pieces by a gray-haired and golden-eyed boy. Under the dumped Roman column, a wounded man fled in embarrassment.

Without a few steps away, a blood-red shadow rushed out of the smoke and dust. While running wildly, he grows pair of wings, his lips are torn to the base of his ears, which are full of sharp teeth.

"Blood...!"

bang!!

Another blow to The earth shook and the mountain quivered.

The entire duel arena was blown into a huge gap, and the ghost of nowhere was blown into the sky by the explosive force. In the face of such a huge destruction, Avada not only did not stop it, but was excited. The balloons danced.

"Who is the real Hoffa Bach, the one who ran away?"

"NO!!"

The ghost in the stands said negatively.

"The one chasing?"

"YES!!"

Tens of thousands of ghosts expressed their affirmation.

"hahahahahaha ~ You guys made me so confused, I don’t know, I’m so confused, I’m so confused, Avada shook his head out of the phantom: "But if you really want to, you can definitely defeat the counterfeit. ,right? right! ? Okay, okay, it’s so happy to decide, whoever wins is true, hahahaha! ! "

Avada's crazy voice and ghost's cry made Hoffa upset, and the chase of the guy with his own body made him battered and exhausted.

He pressed on Ears ran away embarrassed in the billowing smoke. Miller once left a drop of blood on his head before he entered the underworld. He said that as long as he needed a spell, he could contact him for a short period of about an hour. While cursing, the guy didn't move.

"Miller, Miller, did you hear me talking! ? "

He screamed persistently. Suddenly, a mysterious Divine Chain appeared in his forehead through the space, and his body started moving uncontrollably.

Hoffa was overjoyed. He thought it was Miller who heard his cry, so he stopped immediately.

The moment he stopped, the son of the night god who was wreaking havoc and chasing also stopped and stood I stopped a hundred meters away from him, and looked at him with a vigilant look.

"You still have your own consciousness. "

Said Hoffa gnashing teeth.

"Blood..."

The body is arched like a wild beast, and its footsteps follow the sand The ground turns slowly.

"Don’t run away, that man won’t run away! "

Avada knelt on the balloon, his neck stretched out from the edge of the balloon, the old man, he said in a trembling tone: "Does Hoffa Bach have to face his body?" Facing the body that was blessed by night, the body that was cursed by day? "

The tens of thousands of ghosts in the stands also quieted the old man whose head was very rare. Some ghosts even put their palms in their mouths, expecting Hoffa’s Danger Land to fight back or be wild. The beast was torn to pieces.

Hoffa slowly raised his arms and pointed straight ahead. With his feet together, he lifted his right foot, with the toes close to the back heel of the left foot, using the right toes as support, and slowly standing on tiptoes Get up.

"Oh woo~"

The ghosts all sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Are you coming? "

"Are you coming! ? "

The boss with wide-eyed Arvada said in ecstasy. The microphone in his hand even turned into an ultra-long telescope tens of meters long. He held the telescope tens of meters long. In front of the eyes, it is very funny.

"Are you coming? How does he conquer his body? "

Hoffa turned around, pointed his finger at the stands, and then touched his crotch. Crossed his legs and twisted and twisted on the sand. It looked like he was moving forward, but it was actually Step back.

Avada held the telescope and shouted in shock: "Look, what is he doing? What kind of mysterious use spell is that? "

On the sand, Hoffa made a gorgeous spin and then waved his hands, as if shattered something, and the entire eternal arena echoed with a silhouette of broken glass. His movements are as agile as a Flood Dragon going out to sea, full of The beauty of power is like a swallow walking through a forest, all gestures are depicting chic and freehand brushwork.

"He is dancing! ! "

"Fucking dancing!" ! "

Avada finally reacted. He roared and said, "He actually started to space walk in the eternal arena. As expected of that man, is he crazy!" ? "

"wu wu wu," After the roar, Avada shed tears in excitement, "Sure enough, you can see everything after living a long time!" My thinking is too rigid, too rigid! "

Then he got up from the clown balloon and opened his arms like the world.

"Come on! ”

Countless flags protruded all around the Eternal Arena, and even a huge LED wall appeared. On the top of the wall, dozens of multi-colored laser spotlights flashed.

"Since he is so interested, how can I fall behind as a host, come on, baby, I haven't used you for a long time! "

Speaking, Avada turned into five people alone, holding microphones, guitars, drums, electronic organs, and flutes.

"Ladies and gentlemen , A billiejean from modern singer Michael Jackson, I will give it to you from Arvada. "

"Hush! ! ! ! "

Such a funny scene made all the ghosts boo angrily, which is very different from what they want to see.

"Go down! "

"A bunch of lunatics! "

"Quickly kill him!" ! "

On the battlefield, Hoffa was going crazy, and his terrifying body was watching him with extreme vigilance. But he took a spacewalk on the sand uncontrollably. That fellow Miller, What on earth are you doing in the real world?

The crazy atmosphere on the scene did not affect the Son of Night God in any way. In the distance, the golden-eyed and gray-haired young man lifted his defensive posture, and he inserted a palm into his He took another palm out of his chest, bringing out a puff of blood. The blood fell on his wild beast-like ferocious face, giving his face a touch of holiness.

"Blood... ..."

He was intoxicated and bathed in his own blood. His body was raised like a balloon, two meters, three meters, four meters, five meters, at the same time, a huge blood Wings tore out from behind him, and in the blink of an eye he became a huge monster with a height of more than ten meters, covered with hideous bone spurs.

Bah!

It opened a huge mouth on its chest, and the Milky Way and stars shined inside.

The ghosts in the stands screamed wildly, and those bloodthirsty emotions swelled with the body of the Son of Night God in the eternal arena, Swelling, swelling constantly, and with the strong live performances of the Avadas, it gushes out in the battle of life and death.

"Blood! ! "

The huge monster lunged at Hoffa with his arms and legs.

But he held his crotch lightly in the dance, held the back of his head, shook his head, and moved his lower body forward. One top. Jumped out of the posture of extreme show.

"Ah! ! ! "

"Kill him! ! "

"I can't take it anymore! ! "

The ghosts in the stands are about to be angry to death for the second time. They don’t know where rotten eggs, stinky mandarin fish, green cabbage leaves and the like are transformed into the competition like rain. In the middle of the arena.

In the middle of the arena, Hoffa looked at the other self who was close at hand and shouted hiss.

"Fuck Miller, what are you doing! ? "