Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

When the three of them squeezed out Disapparation, the rainstorm disappeared.

They appeared in a dilapidated bungalow. The room was full of broken shelves and rings, which had been abandoned. Only the peeling oil color pictures on the wall and the scattered tarot cards in the corner of the wall vaguely record the past story.

Out here was a place where a circus performed. Silby had sneaked out of here many years ago and watched a circus show, but was quickly found by his female officer.

After Apparition, the old wizard was stunned. He touched all over his body first, then looked around after a long time, "This...this, where is this?"

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"Don't worry, you just need to know that you are safe. It is at least three days away from Gorongosa."

"wu wu wu..."

After knowing that she was safe, the woman who walked through Ghost Sect and witnessed the tragic death of her husband burst into tears. She hugged her knees and sat on the ground, crying so sad.

"Three days' journey?

The old man asked in horror.

"What magic did you just use? "

Silby: "Disapparation, go where you want to go, as long as that place is visible or has an impression in your mind." "

The old man knelt down on the spot and prayed in pain, "Please teach us this magic, teach us, we will no longer be afraid of the chase by the church." "

"Don't worry, if you don't learn this magic well, you have to separate your body and head. "Silby looked at the manor who was visible in the distance: "You might as well tell me what happened recently." Why does the church persecute you like this? "

"Don't you know? "The old man asked in shock.

"I don't know, I've traveled here from another place. "

Silby said casually. He extended the hand, and a pile of firewood flew in front of him, forming a pile automatically in front of him.

Then, Silby Pointing to the pile of wood, the pile of wood is lit, bringing a touch of warmth to the cold room.

"It turned out to be a stranger. No wonder magic uses such a Major Perfection. "The old man was shocked by Silby's hand. He cautiously asked: "I heard that there are many brilliant wizard families over the strait. May I ask, are you one of them?" "

His tone became polite and cautious.

Silby glanced at him and shook his head silently: "No. "

The old man's shoulders immediately loosened, and it looks like he put out a long breath.

"Why, do you have any opinions on those, the wizard family?" "

Silby played his spirit of inquisitive roots and wanted to ask anything.

"No, no, how can I dare to have a wizard in the country." "

The old man sat on the ground with a wry smile, sighed: "Foreigner, you leave here, as far as you can go, never set foot on this land again, this land is covered by Cursed. Must suck the blood of the wizard and eat the flesh of the wizard. "

"Don't talk about the mysterious ones, tell me, why does the church chase you down?" "

"Why? "

The old man replied: "Who remembers this clearly." "

He sat down and put his hands on the fire: "It has been like this for many years. Since I was born, the wizard and muggle have been in a hostile relationship, but at that time, it was basically a rush. If you leave the village or burn down your house, you won’t die like this. After all, everyone is human. "

paused, the old man showed a look of fear: "But this situation completely changed seventeen years ago. At that time, the current pope of the church, Pope Gregory VII enthroned, the old monster. He has always hated the wizard. There are rumors that he was born in a civilian family and his parents were killed by the dark wizard. Since then, he has vowed to be incompatible with the wizard.

Don't care about true or false for the time being, but after he came to power, the church's persecution of wizards immediately rose to a terrible level. And, in the definition of Gregory VII. We are not humans, but demons from hell with blasphemous blood flowing through them. "

"This is not true. "

Silby immediately denied that he refused to admit the church's statement.

He even refused to accept the statement that he was a devil or a god redeemer.

" Everyone knows that this is not true. "

The old man helpless said extremely: "But what do those muggles know? Except for the noble muggle of the cream of the crop, who is educated, they know more or less that this is not the case. But most of the ordinary muggles , The church says nothing. As long as they can go to heaven, they can do anything."

At this time, the woman finally stopped her choking, with a strong nasal voice: "Say a thousand words and one thing Ten thousand. It’s just one who knows magic, and the other doesn’t. It’s natural to be different."

"Yes, it’s natural to be different."

old man follows the words of a woman Continue to say: "What else can I do if it's different, hit it, I won't be like that if I lose, I'll be chased everywhere."

"Will you not resist?"

Silby fiddled with the fire in front of him in a preoccupied manner.

"youngster, how easy it is as you said."

old man sighed: "Even if I'm a little magic, I can beat two adults, but the Crusaders are always Hundreds of people are dispatched, so where do we have room for resistance."

"Why don’t you form an organization to protect yourself, you are one by one, and you are one by one, it is easy to be broken one by one."

Silby asked the question he cared most.

From what he has seen and heard now, the only wizard camp that forms an organization is Pandora City. That wizard city is still very loose. There is no longer-term idea for living in various places in the camp.

Furthermore, the City Lord of Pandora claims to be the king, but the area under the rule of that king is really smaller. It can't radiate farther areas at all.

Looking at the human kingdom, the area is much larger, from Aragon to outside Aragon, Aquitaine, Burgundy, Len Stinchcombe, Lorraine, and all of them are included. The Holy Roman Empire, Armenia, Sudan, etc...

With a formed organization, it can naturally mobilize greater power. Silby didn't understand why there was such a loose connection between the wizard and the wizard.

"Organization..." The old man said grimly: "Who will build it, who dares to take this risk.

Those wizard families that have been inherited for hundreds of years mostly hide In their hidden land of peace and prosperity, they do not pay attention to foreign affairs, unless disasters are rewarded to them, they will not come out at all."

"Can't come out at this time? "

Silby was a little shocked, "You are all about to be killed by the church."

"Then you think too much," a rare sneer appeared on the old man's face: "Our life and death pure-blood families don't care at all. They only care about the purity of the bloodline and the secret delivery of magic. They don't even marry outsiders. Siblings sisters and brothers are commonplace for them. The older generations like us are. Muggle is mudblood in their eyes. The cheap seed that grows in the mud is the probability of tarnishing their pure, ancient and noble blood. They wish we died."

The words of the old man made Silby's heart Long-lost was disturbed.

He saw something different from Pandora.

I saw something different from the noble Gryffindor and the cold Slytherin.

That is the most tragic and ordinary side of the wizard.

He couldn't help but think of Salazar.Slytherin and Godric.Gryffindor.

They became such a powerful wizard at such a young age, if there is no huge family behind them. Silby didn't believe it.

But the two of them are the only top wizards to go to Pandora City. In Silby's eyes, the other wizards were almost too far from the top.

Who between Slytherin and Gryffindor thought about creating an organization for the wizards to thrive.

Slytherin didn't want to, Silby knew. Judging from his collection of books in the belly of the snake, he is probably only interested in Queen Pandora and the wealth behind the Queen.

As a poisonous snake in the dark, he is also used to being alone. When it comes to rule, he can't even tolerate a powerful servant. How can he rule?

As for Gryffindor, Silby thinks that Gryffindor may have the idea of ​​forming an organization, but there is a problem with his way of doing things. In Silby’s eyes, he is a charming warrior, but he is not really a warrior. Successful ruler.

He has been out for so many years, and there is only one boat by his side. The boat was also covered with gold for showing off, which is what a real king does.

After the old man and his daughter slept, Silby sat by the fire, thinking about his life and future.

Sure, he wanted to find the guy who appeared in his dream and made him stand up. But when he found that even Gryffindor couldn't meet his requirements, his obsession was not so deep anymore. In other words, he was buried in the bottom of my heart.

It is replaced by a deep dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction with the status quo.

He was kept in the manor by his own father for more than ten years, and kept in the tower for several years, all thanks to the church. The church can do this because they know the rules.

The rules of human consciousness, the rules of the development of things.

Knowing the rules, even a child can fall down an elephant.

This is destined to be an unfair battle, and the wizards are too ignorant.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

Since no one wants to form an organization, why not create an organization?

If I had an organization, sooner or later, I would find that mountain and climb up.

If I have an organization, I don’t even need to find it myself, which is too inefficient.

If I had an organization... he took a note from his arms, it was created in Pandora’s Palace, the strongest spells so far, even he didn’t even know it. How to release the spells.

"If I have a master, I can even find the real master of this spells." Silby muttered.

Gradually, a plan appeared in his heart.

At first, it is just a prototype, but as the thinking jumps rapidly, the prototype grows rapidly, occupying his brain in an instant.

He was breathing heavily.

Early the next morning.

When the old man and his daughter woke up from the fire extinguishing pile.

The gray-haired boy who rescued them yesterday is nowhere to be seen.

They stood up and looked for the boy, trying to call his name, only to find that they didn't even know his name.

Everything experienced, like dreams of grandeur, is fleeting.

In the end, they were very depressed and wanted Pack Pack to leave this dilapidated warehouse.

But at this moment, they saw a row of deep nicks beside the fire.

The two were shocked and rushed forward at the same time.

I saw a person's body and some magical flow routes, as well as detailed explanations and explanations, painted on the ground.

Beside the notch, there is a row of small letters written in charcoal—"This is the spell of Disapparation, and there are tips. If possible, please pass it to every wizard who needs it."

The two fell to the ground, crying with joy.

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Silby once again returned to Pandora’s library palace, although only It took him less than a day, but his mind has changed from Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

He no longer focuses on illusory dreams, but instead focuses on the present moment, on his unexploded career.

It didn't take long to return to the library palace.

Pandora Queen Beatrix, accompanied by a group of guards, pushed open the door of the library angrily, and all the guards raised their sharp swords to guard her side.

"My cat is petrified."

Queen Pandora asked Sylby in meditation.

Silby eyes slowly opened and saw the angry face under the red veil.

"I did it."

He confessed straightforwardly: "To test the new spell."

"My crow will send it again There is no sound."

Queen Pandora's tone became more severe.

Silby repeated: "I did it to test the new spell."

"All my black clothed guards are stuck on the walls and roof, impossible to move "

Silby said indifferently, as if only one sentence: "I did it to test the newly learned spell."

"The poor guards of mine, They are lost and have no memory. You did it to test your abilities?"

"Not bad."

Silby is nodded.

The queen seems to be angry. She clenched her fists and said coldly: "Then have you entered my palace?"

Silby is insignificant laughed, shook his head: I didn't find your palace, although I really want to find you. "

"Why are you looking for me." "

"Because I have done what you asked for. "

"Do you... have you invented the spells?" "

The queen's anger disappeared, and she was a little uncertain, but asked expectantly.

"I did write a spell, more than all the spells I have ever seen. Silby said, and he took out a note from his chest: "I'm sure, this spell can gather everyone's energy and surpass all existing wizards. "

"There are actually such spells. "

The queen without the slightest hesitation said: "Let me see. "

She walked towards Silby, extend the hand.

"No way. "

Silby withdrew his hand.

"Why not? "The queen is upset.

"Because it is so simple, it can be used by individuals. "

Silby said, "Maybe you'll see it." "

"Then you can show it to me. "

"I will show it to you, and you will learn it. So it won't work. "Silby said with a smile: "Besides, this is a spell that I can't control myself. "

"You are afraid that you are not lying to me. How can there be spells that you invent yourself but don't use." "The queen squinted suspiciously and pointed to the pile of books behind Silby. "How many books have you read?"

"The time is too short, I can only see one-tenth."

Silby casually perfunctory, he thinks this answer can be close to the expectation of Queen Pandora.

"Tenth!?"

Who expected Queen Pandora to turn pale in fright: "You can see so much? You can learn all the magic recorded in the book Already?"

"I haven't learned all of them."

Silby said with a frustrated tone: "Actually I learned very little. Some ancient books are too obscure. Understand, it makes me unable to understand the whole picture, it's a pity."

The queen's eyes are still full of suspicion.

"Don't look at me like that, my dear."

Silby used the most intimate title, and he gently said, "What you do to your guards and cats is My limit is over. Three months is too short."

"Then you dare to praise Haikou and say that you invented the strongest spells."

"This Well, it may be a blessing, it may be that God borrowed me to write it by hand." Silby looked at the note in his hand fascinated, and said: "In fact, I didn't invent it at all, I just discovered it. You’re right, there is indeed a way to gather super magic energy."

Listening to Silby’s words, the queen’s expression became softer, but soon her eyes became very sharp again. Firm: "Then when do you plan to hand over the spells to me."

"Not now."

Silby smiled and shook his head: "Of course not now."

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"Why, you seem to be very useless."

"Sure," Silby said teasingly, "How do I know that you won't get spells, Breach the promise. Drive me out of the palace, and then enjoy the spells and rights."

The queen said displeased: "I promise to marry you, so I will keep my promise. For our wedding, I even notified Get all the wizards I can find and let them witness this moment. Do you think I will lie in front of so many people?"

"ha ha ha, very good."

Silby happily said: "I am a person who is always cautious and loves dealing with people who have the spirit of contract. Let's do this. If you are sure to marry me, then on the wedding day, I will use this spell as A gift for you, as a token of love, how about it?"

A token of love... The queen grinned a little and said: "Do you really have feelings?"

"Over time, it will definitely be there."

Silby shook the note in his hand, how about it? Would you like it?

"Okay," the queen agreed and turned to leave:

"We will see you tomorrow." He held the door frame and said, "I hope you can keep your promise."

"This is nature."

Silby lowered his head and continued to immerse himself in meditation.