Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

Hoffa looked at Chloe. She hadn’t seen her for more than a year, and she was a lot more mature than before. Now she really has a certain sacred temperament... ..

"No...I won't kill you."

He said, "You don't have to think about this."

He said, and started rowing intently.

Chloe shook her head and said no more. She wrapped the shawl on Hoffa's shoulder and followed him to the other side of the frozen fjord.

The two soon came to the other side of the fjord. Surprisingly, Hoffa did not encounter any interrogation here. There are totally two states on the other side of the peaceful wind.

He can see slices of wizards happily raising fire on the beach, roasting food, as if celebrating victory. However, some of them celebrated the victory in a peculiar way.

Several wizards wearing black robe are chasing a few pale-faced young girls by the fire. Those young girls are shiver coldly frozen in the night, and their clothes are scattered. They cried and tried to attract rescue needlessly, but this only made the wizards more excited.

From Dodoro's words, Hoffa knows that this era is under Silby's rule. The wizard should be at war with muggle. Those muggle young girls should have been captured from the conquered areas.

Someone of them held down a young girl, hehe smiled obscenely and took out some pink potion powder from the robe, which was probably the predecessor of love potion, and painted it on the young girl's face.

Immediately, those young girls' skin filled with pink radiance, their eyes were psychedelic, and they stood up involuntarily, changing from passive to active.

But those wizards fled with laughter, or used violence to treat young girls who were in heat, or punched, kicked, or whiped, just like a livestock Treat them.

When they got bored, the wizards killed them by the fire and threw them into the sea, or simply burned them to ashes with potion.

Hoffa stood in the distance watching those primordial, savage, and uncivilized activities, and there was not much fluctuation in his heart that was rare.

On the one hand, he knew that this happened a thousand years ago. On the other hand, he knew that in ancient times, war was like this. The winner kills the loser, and then takes the loser's woman and wealth as his own.

In fact, before the industrial society, the human instinct was to conquer, kill, plunder and destroy.

They are like a group of lemmings. When the year is good, they breed wildly. When the year is bad, when the population swells to the point that the land cannot accommodate it, the population will have to decline. How to fall? Just through wars, famines, plagues, and so on. In the 14th century, there was a black death in Europe. In less than ten years, the population of Europe decreased by one third.

Such infinite cycle, reproduction, war, death, new student.

Until the Industrial Revolution, and even later, the war plagues and famines slowly moved away.

This is not a change in human beings, but an increase in productivity. Those violent natures, conquering, killing, plundering and destroying are replaced by a more gentle desire, the desire to make money.

It is ridiculous in itself to use modern eyes or moral standards to demand ancient people, because the environment is completely different.

Hoffa has long passed the age of black and white or binary opposition. He has experienced too much. He has seen too many terrifying things made by humans to the same kind, and he has long looked down on it.

Now for him, he just wants to fulfill his responsibility, that is, to figure out Silby's goal and stop him.

Everything else has nothing to do with him.

He passed by the group of wizards calmly, look steadily forward.

It was Chloe on his shoulder, turning his head with emotion to look at the group of wizards and young girls, and couldn't stop sighing.

It didn’t take long before he was in the endless camp and saw the biggest one. It was in the dark, with orange-yellow lights on, as if silently announcing the most The place of residence of the powerful.

The highlight is here.

After searching for so long, I finally found the location of Silby. With twelve points of energy and vigilance, he straightened his expression, turned into an ordinary patrol wizard, and walked toward the tent.

When he approached the tent, he heard a faintly discernable argument coming from the tent. When he approached, the quarrel became more intense.

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"After procrastination, when will the attack be possible?"

Someone shouted grumpily in the tent.

Hoffa sticks to the front of the big tent and slightly opens the curtain.

The call is a man wearing a red cloak with a golden sword in his waist. He has golden hair, strong features, and a neat and tidy beard. He looks very masculine. .

"I have had enough, I have had enough!"

However, the masculine guy looks extremely anxious at the moment: "Hold it on, let’s go Those wizards are almost finished! Yesterday I actually saw them making muggles for fun, it is impossible!"

Calm down, my friend. "A short man wearing a green robe sat on the opposite chair, holding a book indifferently, and dangling: "You can't punish our lovely subordinates for a few muggles." "

"Let them waste energy like this? "The red cloak man dangled irritably.

The green robe man remained unmoved, turning a page leisurely: "Isn't it okay, attack at dawn." "

"Dawn! "

The irritable red robe man slapped the peng peng on the table: "It's been a week, and the sky is still dark. Are you sure it's not..."

red robe man put He lowered his voice and said suspiciously: "What on earth is he thinking, is he playing us? "

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The green robe dwarf put the book in his hand together, said with a sneer: "When you first recognized the king, you were faster than anyone who acknowledged allegiance. Now I am suspicious here instead. "

He pointed to the red cloak man's nose and cursed: "He said that the action at dawn is the action at dawn. Why are you in a hurry? When the sky is falling, isn't there a king against it? "

"You! Aiya! "Red cloak sat on the chair with a manly ass, panting with rage raised his arms, and ignored the green robe man.

At this time, in the corner of the tent, a soft tone full of worry said: "Don't quarrel, he hasn't eaten much for a month. There must be something on my mind. "

Hoffa followed the voice and looked over. It was a fat, handsome middle-aged witch. She was sitting in the fireplace with a fabric that looked like a scarf in her hand.

She sighed and put down the fabric, and said sadly, "He only drank a little milk every day for a whole month. What can I do for a long time like this? "

"You care about him, he is an adult. "

After the green robe man scolded the cloak man, he read the book lazily, "As long as he can defeat the church and fulfill his promise to us, under this premise, what he wants to do Well. Not to mention drinking milk, even if he wants to have virgin breast milk, I will express it for him. "

When he said that, the red cloak man and the rich woman are not happy anymore.

The cloak man shook his head and shook his head. Can't be a little bit human? The past things are over, is it necessary to be so brooding? "

The green robe man without the slightest hesitation ridiculed: "Who said that I am brooding?" I think you can force him to eat! "

"You! "

"Don't make noise, don't make noise! "

The rich woman covers her ears with her hands. You are so annoyed, can you speak well, why do you noisy at every turn.

Across the small seam of the tent, Hoffa sees it inside. The three noisy people. For a time, they were filled with emotion.

There is no doubt that the one wearing a red cloak and a silver sword on his waist must be Godric Gryffindor.

And The one who wears a green robe and speaks nonchalantly must be Salazar. Slytherin. Hoffa thought the founder of the Snake Academy would be more stalwart than he thought.

As for the one sitting in the corner and knitting a scarf A fat woman, Hoffa believes that she is Hufflepuff.

During Second Year, Hoffa once saw the shards of consciousness left by the four founders in the Hogwarts Orb, but this is completely the same as seeing the daoist Two different things.

It’s just that...of the four people, it seems that one is missing.

As soon as the thought arose, a cold question came from behind: "Hey, you What are you doing here? "

Hoffa looked back after hearing the sound.

Ho!

The other person is standing behind him.

The founder of Ravenclaw house, Ronay. Ravenclaw wears a neat light blue robe, with short silver hair, thin and tall body, and some prominent cheekbones. It doesn't look like that kind of beauty in the secular sense. , But she has deep pupils and sharp eyes. With a breathtaking imposing manner.

Seeing the founder of her house, Hoffa straightened her back slightly and bowed to her: "I I heard a fight in the tent, Master Ravenclaw. "

"The wizard at night? "

Ravenclaw's eyes are softer, and she doesn't know why, the young wizard black eyes make her very good.

"en."

Hoffa nodded.

He only noticed that Ravenclaw was holding a small crock in his hand. There was steaming milk-white liquid in the crock.

"They are noisy Get used to it," Ravenclaw said, "Do your own thing and don't get distracted by other things. "

"I understand. "

Hoffa stood there and opened the tent for Ravenclaw.

Ravenclaw walked into the tent with a small crock pot, and Hufflepuff immediately stood up, "Why did I get it back?" "Hufflepuff asked worriedly.

"He doesn't want it. "Ravenclaw said coldly. Put the small earthen jar in his hand on the table.

"Yeah. Hufflepuff sat down on the chair and rubbed his forehead sadly: "How can I be so self-conscious." "

Gryffindor straightened up at the long table, frowned and asked, "Ronay, you are closest to him. You can guess his idea every time." Then tell us what is going on with him now. "

"Who is closest to him?" "

Ravenclaw's face is slightly red, she coldly snorted turned her head.

But then, her expression dimmed.

"I don’t know this time. He shut himself up completely, and I wanted to see him for several nights, but he turned him away. I usually give him some milk, and he still takes it in. Today, I don’t need any milk. I called him outside for a long time, but he didn't reply. "

When she said that, even her expressions were indifferent, and the carefree Slytherin became serious. He closed the book, straightened his back, and browsed tightly frowns.

"Damn, what happened? What's wrong! ? "

Gryffindor rubbed his hair violently, rubbing a soft blond hair into a mess.

Hufflepuff sat in a chair, crying, "Neither drink milk nor water." He doesn't eat food. Is he going on a hunger strike? Obviously we are going to win. What is he thinking? "

"I don't know. "

Ravenclaw is rarely anxious, "If we keep shutting down like this, I'm afraid something will happen." "

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The Hoffa outside the tent fell into deep thought. The guy who didn’t eat or drink among the four of them must be Silby, otherwise, it’s still Who deserves the attention of the four of them.

Just, not eating and not drinking? What kind of moth is that guy playing, is it possible that he wants to cultivation for bigu, there is no fairy for him to cultivate in this world.

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"Let me try. "

Clear voices came from outside the tent.

Salazar. Slytherin with a gloomy face lifted the head first and saw Hoffa at the entrance of the tent, so said with displeasure: "Where did it come from?" Little soldier? "

A black shadow quickly spread out from under his feet and quietly came to Hoffa's side around the tent.

Gryffindor was even more irritable. He was thinking about the problem. A sudden interruption immediately slap the table and stand up: "What's the matter, you dare to break in without instructions, who is in charge of you? "

If two men explode like this fire, the two women will have a milder attitude.

Hufflepuff blames Gryffindor, "You are less angry. This is not good for your health." "

Ravenclaw still protects Hoffa, she scolded, "Don't you let you do your own thing?" Why are you running in, go, go out quickly. "

Hoffa remain unmoved, he pointed to the earthen jar on the table of four, and said calmly: "Isn't he not eating or drinking? Let me try. I have a way to let him eat." "

As soon as the words came out, the unhappy Gryffindor was taken aback, Hufflepuff was happy, Ravenclaw was very surprised, even the black shadow winding behind Hoffa slowly retracted.

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"What did you say? "The four asked in unison.

Hoffa shrugged, "I said, I have a way to get Lord Spencer back to normal, at least, drink the can of milk. "

"Why should we believe you, speaking of which, we have never seen you before. "Slytherin maintains his unique coldness and vigilance.

"In any case, I am also a part of the team. "Hoffa is slanderous," and there are many such wizards in my hometown. "

"The wizard who doesn't eat?" "Hufflepuff asked in surprise.

"Almost. "Hoffa said vaguely, "I'm in a bad mood, I'm too fat, I'm too stressed." In short, if you have such a problem, just let me have a chat with him to make sure that the medicine will be cured, and it will be fragrant to eat. "

Salazar. Slytherin looks at Hoffa, frowning deeper and deeper.

Gryffindor is upset, he is unhappy when he comes in from Hoffa, he thinks this looks young guy He ran the train with his mouth full. He drew his sword and said: "This person does not report his name, and he looks very face-to-face. "

Speaking, he carried the sharp Goblin sword and walked towards Hoffa.

"Wait a minute. "

It was Slytherin extend the hand, and stopped the impulsive Gryffindor. He prolonged his tone and said slowly, "Giving medicine to a dead horse. No one can do anything with that guy anyway." , Or let this little fellow try. "

Gryffindor: "What if...? "

"Let him try. "

Hufflepuff also said, "Slytherin is right, we have no other choice. "She looked at Ravenclaw again: "Ronai, what do you think?" "

Ravenclaw stared at Hoffa's eyes for a long time, slowly nodded: "I believe him. "