Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Soon, the chick regained health under the care of Hoffa and Joey.

The dodo bird is an animal that lives in the present. In just one night, it forgets the horror of its tragic extermination. It should eat and sleep.

However, Hoffa cannot be the same.

His quality of life is deteriorating.

If you want to change back to a student who has no one's attention and eliminate your bad record, this process is not so with no difficulty.

Every day, in addition to studying normally and doing homework, Hoffa also wanders in the forest and gathers herbs. More often, he would patrol the edge of the Forbidden Forest to check the living conditions of various magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

This is a tiring job, because there are too many magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

There is a Morat mouse that looks like a mouse and grows by the lake. He loves to eat crustaceans and has an anemone-like tumor on his back. Hoffa needs to collect these tumors and supply them to the school hospital.

There are Hu Meizi who always appear in groups. They are small humanoid creatures that look like Fairy, but they have many hands and legs, black hair all over, and thick wings like beetle.

Hoffa will collect their nails to use as medicinal materials for potion class.

(These are Hoffa’s most hated creatures. They don’t hurt much, but they are always Mobiliarbus above your head, buzzing, just like the mosquitoes on the side of the summer grass.

Once Hoffa saw two Hu Meizi deliberately mate on top of his head, he was so angry that he pulled the two pairs apart and hung them on the branches respectively.)

Although Hu Meizi hates it, but It's not dangerous.

The hateful female bird is different. This kind of bird has a good-looking appearance, and its feathers are very gorgeous, including orange, lime green, and yellow. But its cry can make people crazy.

And Hoffa collects their feathers, because their feathers are the material of the school teacher quill.

During the collection process, Hoffa almost ran away because of the annoying singing a few times and shot around with the wand. Fortunately, Joey blocked his ears in time.

The only creature that makes Hoffa feel less annoying is the Moon Monster.

They have big eyes, chubby bodies and big feet. They are shy by nature and like remote and uninhabited places. They usually come out of the cave to bathe in the moonlight at night of the full moon. Stand up and dance, leaving complex patterns on the ground. These patterns will mislead future muggles and make them think that UFOs are making crop circles.

Of course, this cute creature did not cure Hoffa’s bad working mood, because the reason Hoffa came into contact with them was to collect their feces. Their feces are high-quality fertilizers that can be collected and sprinkled on magic plants. This will make the plants grow faster and stronger.

This work is not a pleasant one. Every time he collects this stuff, his heart becomes more and more dissatisfied with Indor.

After this guy cheated himself, he left without saying a word. It was really interesting to leave himself in Hogwarts to do coolies.

Outside of work and life, Hoffa also pays close attention to information from the outside world.

Every time Miranda’s Daily Prophet is delivered, he will come over and take a look.

He wants to see news that people have captured three dark wizards.

Unfortunately, the Hogsmeade incident continued to ferment, but no one found any trace of Schmidt Lutrov.

As if he has disappeared from the face of the earth.

This makes Hoffa's heart still unable to settle down, because in the closet beside his bed, Schmidt's wand is still locked.

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October gradually passed, the wet chill filled the Forbidden Forest, and the weather started to cool down. Hoffa's working time in the Forbidden Forest is also coming to an end.

On October 30th, outside the Forbidden Forest, two black horses, one big and one small, walked slowly along the frosty stream.

It is Hoffa and Joey.

Hoffa is riding on horseback, while Joey leads his horse, drags a big bag, and occasionally picks some herbs and throws it into the bag.

Since Forbidden Forest’s labor includes patrols and the patrol area is large, Hoffa learned how to ride horses this month, which is a free tutorial given to him by Joey.

Horse patrol is not a good job. After the first freshness passed, Hoffa often got painful buttocks, and the crotch was worn out, and he couldn't walk his legs together.

Fortunately, today is his last day of work in Forbidden Forest. As long as today is over, he can return to a more relaxed and normal school life.

Of course, the premise is that Joey can score more than one good score on Hoffa's score sheet.

For this, Hoffa does not doubt. After all, we got along for a month. The relationship between the two is pretty good.

Only today, on the last day of the two patrols, Joey was in very bad condition.

I saw him both eyes are spiritless walking in front of the horse, and from time to time he would mechanically bend down to grab some plants and throw them into the bag, numb as a marionette.

Hoffa didn't know what was wrong with the old man, and asked half seriously and half jokingly.

"Hey, Joey, did you sign my bill?"

"Um...hmm"

Joy replied absently, casually He pulled up a few weeds and threw them into the bag.

Hoffa brows slightly wrinkle on a horse.

"Then...is your rating excellent?"

"Um...hmm."

Joy is still lacking energy, and replied perfunctorily .

Hoffa stopped probing, he drove his horse to stop Joey.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?"

Joy hesitated for a while, then slowly asked: "Talas is dying, you are willing to give it away with me. Cheng?"

"What?"

Suddenly hearing this news, Hoffa was moved.

Talas, that old Thunderbird is going to die? He still remembered the night a month ago when the Thunderbird had helped himself block Centaur's arrow and saved himself once.

When working this month, about every few days, Joey will take Hoffa to the Forbidden Forest to take care of Thunderbird. After the first surprise, he also gradually adapted to this big guy.

It has a good temper, but basically it doesn’t move, and it doesn’t eat or drink. It is too old and too weak.

Hoffa knew that this big bird might not last long, but didn't expect it to last for less than a month.

Joy: "Britain's cold weather made it very painful. It decided to end its life early."

"Of course, I will go." Hoffa said.

"Not only to go, I also need you to do me a favor."

Joy suddenly made up his mind, clenching one's teeth and said.

"What is busy?"

"Thunderbird and Phoenix are very similar. Every time they die, they are actually the beginning of a new student. But the only difference from Phoenix is ​​that they Before he dies, he will erase his memory and soul, and give birth to an offspring that has nothing to do with him."

As he said, Joey's eyes became firm.

"I have no way to communicate directly with it, but you can. Your spirit is higher than ordinary people, no one can persist in the magic fantasy of Centaur for that long. I hope you can help me and the tower Russ communicated once and asked it not to erase his soul. At least, leave a little memory."

Hoffa froze for a moment, he did not expect this request.

"Do you want...I have a word with Taras?"

Joy: "Yes, I don't want it to forget me, for more than 30 years, I have gone through countless adventures with it, and if I can, I don't want it to do so."

"Does it not understand your intentions?" Hoffa asked rhetorically.

"It understands, but it refused my request. If it can, I would like to ask you to give it a try." Joey said.

Hoffa nodded, just talk to the bird, as easy as lifting one's hand.

But Hoffa has no idea how to talk to birds, he doesn't know what Joey will use.

Riding on horses, the two came to the glade along the trail one after the other.

The last time I came was at night, I couldn’t see clearly, but this time was during the day. Hoffa can see clearly, but also feels desolate.

The Thunderbird, which only saved myself once, is no longer good. It is in a more unbearable state than the last time. It is basically convex. The skin is gray and white, extremely thin, and the large and complex skeleton is high and convex. Like a fossil with skin, the ground is covered with bird feathers.

While the cold wind is blowing, its abdominal cavity undulates slightly.

Hoffa feels distressed when it looks like this. Maybe it's a good thing for him to get rid of it earlier.

Joy took Hoffa to Thunderbird. Senile’s Thunderbird had blurred consciousness. It was unaware of the arrival of the two. Joey gritted his teeth and touched Thunderbird’s body. He paused for a while, mutter incantations in his mouth. .

In the air, an inexplicable magic wave began to flow.

While singing, Joey took out a knife and slit the loose skin of Thunderbird.

A drop of blood gathered at Joey's fingertips.

Then Joey cut off one of his little fingers with a knife.

This action made Hoffa sucked in a breath of cold air, his instep arched, and goose bumps all over his body.

Damn!

What the hell does this guy want to do, he doesn't blink his eyes when he hurts himself! ?

The blood rushing from his little finger fuse together with the blood of Thunderbird.

An inexplicable gust of wind began to whizz.

A few meters away, Hoffa can feel the powerful magic contained in that drop of blood.

Joy’s complexion is extremely pale, and his hair is withered, as if he was ten years old.

It seems that taking out a drop of blood has exhausted all his power.

He walked up to Hoffa and took Hoffa's hand.

One-knee kneels, tremblingly, smeared blood on the back of Hoffa's hand, and drew a mysterious eye pattern with the blood.

Hoffa feels a little bit cold.

Just to talk to the bird, as to spell it like this?

After doing all this, Joey was so weak that he almost fainted: "This...this is an ancient sacrificial magic, which allows you to communicate with your soul, you and you...help me ask Taras, Can you keep a little memory. Even a little is good."

Hoffa nodded: "I got it."

"But you have to remember that before you close your eyes, you must come back. If you can't see it, don't force it."

Hoffa couldn't understand what he said.

Come back?

Isn’t I clearly in the Forbidden Forest?

Hoffa: "Where do you want me to go?"

"I am going to the local area..."

Joy hasn't had time to finish.

Suddenly, the Thunderbird on the ground twitched.

Joy pushed Hoffa away and stepped forward and pressed the old bird's beak.

"Old Partner, let's get started. I will take good care of you." He said.

The dying Thunderbird looked like a glimmer of light. It stood up with all its strength and raised its head high. With six huge wings covering the heavens, shielding the sun, you can vaguely see a little of the past.

It held its head high, and its throat surged up and down vigorously.

Finally, it spat out a slimy egg, which was the size of Hoffa's head.

This time exhausted all the strength of Thunderbird, and it fell heavily.

As it died, it weakly but affectionately rubbed its head against Joey twice, watching Joey panting, deep golden eyes filled with reluctance.

Josh knelt by the bird's beak and kept touching its head.

After a few seconds, the bird stopped breathing.

Golden's eyes lost their spirit.

Joy knelt on the ground motionless, burying his head in the opponent's neck.

Hoffa, who witnessed all this, was a little sad.

Who said that animals have no feelings? Sometimes the feelings between people and animals are more sincere and simple than the feelings between people.

However, before Hoffa was sentimental for a few seconds, the bloody eyes on the back of his hand seemed to be alive. It blinked.

After that, Hoffa immediately felt that his eyelids were overweight.

He fell to the ground with a plop, as if someone was pulling his hand vigorously. His eyes lost their blackness and only pure white was left.

An invisible door suddenly opened, and a strong wind engulfed Hoffa's consciousness.

After that, his consciousness followed the mysterious force through the layers of space.

Countless worlds flashed past his eyes, and countless planes lined up under his feet.

It seems that all around his body is old-fashioned film.

In the dimness, Hoffa suddenly felt that it should feel very similar to floo powder, although he has never used floo powder...

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Finally, when he finished the fall, he stood on a solid ground.

A blast of cold wind blows towards him, as if it can blow him to the point of destruction and eliminate nothingness.

He shuddered unexpectedly, and put his arms around his shoulders, almost screaming in pain.

But soon, the Meditation Method of the Mirajba Walker in his body started to operate automatically, over and over again.

Meditation Method is like warm blood pouring into the cold body, resisting the merciless cold wind.

Hoffa's spirit began to condense again and again, the pain caused by the chill and cold wind gradually disappeared, and finally, he barely opened his eyes.

The first time he saw this place, he was stunned.

In front of me, there is an endless abyss of ice and snow.

Ice blue is the main color here, and cold wind is the only climate here. The slanting ice and snow came from the emptiness and gloomy sky, and went to the bottomless abyss.

Everything here is hazy and inexplicable.

Hoffa extend the hand, a snowflake fell on his hand, and he actually saw a picture of a boy wearing a crown on his birthday from the snowflake. The picture lasted for a few seconds and followed the snowflake Melted and disappeared.

I watched a few more movies, all of which are different.

Every snowflake here represents a memory.

Wipe off the snow from his hands, Hoffa looked towards the surroundings with wide eyes.

He is standing on a bridge at the moment.

This is a huge, straight stone bridge.

It comes from the place of illusory and leads to the unknown shore. And at the far end of the other shore, there is a huge and vague eagle shadow, and the apparition is too big to describe in words.

It leaked a little light as it looked around, it was the only light in this abyss.

Hoffa opened her mouth wide, feeling something behind her.

Turn around to look.

I saw a naked eye with a diameter of one meter on the bridge behind me.

This naked eye is floating in the air with some bright red tentacles, and in the pupil of that eye, Hoffa can vaguely see the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

That's where he came.

At this time.

Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The long-lost system hint sounded again.