Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

"Hey, you will fight against me one by one. I am not responsible for something wrong." Gryffindor froze and put away the sword, holding his arms, panting with rage with his back facing Hoffa ,not talking anymore.

Ravenclaw picked up the small crock again and walked by Hoffa's side: "Then you come with me, and I will take you over to try. But I also warn you that in recent days, he has become more and more I am eccentric and perverse. Don't blame me for not reminding you if something goes wrong."

Hoffa didn't expect things will go so smoothly. I actually won the trust of the four founders so quickly. He followed Ravenclaw all the way through the lively camp, and finally came to a secluded corner, in front of a gray tent.

Ravenclaw: "It's here."

Hoffa looked at the little gray tent and couldn't believe that the old bastard was hiding in such an unremarkable place. There are even a few lumps of horse dung around.

Compared with the tents where the four founders stayed, Silby, the king and commander-in-chief of the army, lived in an unusually simple and inconspicuous place. Had it not been for Ravenclaw's reminder, he would have almost thought this tent was a place where the inferior soldiers went to the toilet.

"How long did he keep himself locked up? Hoffa asked Ravenclaw."

"It's been more than 30 days. For more than 30 days, he eats, drink, shit and piss It was settled in the tent." Ravenclaw said sadly, just like an old sister who broke her heart for her wayward younger brother.

"Has anything happened before?"

"Nothing happened. If he insisted, he would not have anything on his face two years earlier. Smile. Although our warfare went smoothly, his mood became lower and lower, until a month ago, he completely locked himself up."

paused, Ravenclaw sighed and put the little crock Hand it to Hoffa: "If you can heal him, he will regain his confidence in the past, even if you ask him to come out and talk to me, I will be more grateful to you than anyone else."

" Okay, let me do it."

Hoffa took the small earthen jar in Ravenclaw's hand and walked to the tent.

Just approached the tent.

He felt the powerful and almost sensational spirit strength field, which wandered aimlessly above the clouds, even if it was slightly perceived, it was daunting.

He experienced this fear once in Second Year. That time, he and Tom Riddle cursed him again, but did not completely kill him. And this time, in this weird place between dream and reality. What happens when I see Silby at the peak period?

Hoffa shook his head, clearing the thoughts about the past. He continued to walk forward.

The pressure is getting higher and higher, and every step is almost like crossing a Level 10 step, which makes it almost impossible to breathe.

Hoffa still keeps under her feet.

"If you take a step forward."

A weak voice came from the tent: "I will kill you immediately."

With With that weak voice, a thin red thread floated silently from the ground, and ran across Hoffa's neck, pulling it away little by little. It jumps straight, like a steel knife.

Hoffa has no doubt that if he says something wrong, he will be waiting for his head to fall. He didn't know if it was a dream or reality, and he didn't know what would happen if he died here, but he was not afraid, he didn't move his feet, and only honestly said: "I am the milkman."

" I said, I don't need it, just get out of here."

The voice in the tent has no good intentions.

Chloe quietly opened the clothes on Hoffa's chest and looked at him worriedly through the gap. The sharp red rope sank deep into Hoffa's neck, cutting his neck with blood dripping.

Hoffa held the milk jug and said calmly: "I heard that the more high-positioned people are, the less likely they are to lose their temper at the bottom. The more capable people are, the more likely they are Keep your sharp edge, Master Spencer, is that right?"

The red rope stuck in his neck didn't move.

After about three breaths, the red rope fell silently from the air, like an ordinary rope.

"Come in." The person in the tent said exhaustedly.

Hoffa opened the curtain and entered the tent.

Even though he had sufficient psychological preparation, he was still surprised by the things in the tent at this moment.

The inside of the tent is dark and there is not much light, but through the light outside, he saw in the tent there are countless close and numerous red strings, and those thin lines divide the ground into one by one. Of small pieces.

There is a row of identical earthen jars on the ground, and each earthen jar is placed in a small grid divided by a rope. neat and tidy, unusually regular.

And the air is also neat and tidy pulling countless fine red lines, evenly dividing the space in the tent into small squares.

A scrawny young man sit cross-legged in the pile of jars, his eyes dimmed, and he was covered with a dirty white cloth.

This is the first time Hoffa has seen him in many years. He doesn’t know what Silby looks like in the real world, but in his dream, his appearance is not what he saw in Second Year. That boy, apart from the same hair, could hardly find any similarities. When he was cursed half-dead and suffering all the time, he was in great spirits, a game of life. Now, with this sound appearance, he is so depressed.

"What's wrong with you?"

Hoffa cautiously asked Silby.

He wondered why he saw Silby right. He had a miserable life. For the first time, he was a rich man driving a sports car and a yacht, but he was paralyzed. The second time he was possessed by a bald woman, half dead. The third time he was the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, but locked himself in such a place.

"Shh!"

Silby was taken aback, and suddenly put his hand on his lips.

He listened attentively to the outside. After listening for a while, he came back to his senses: "Who are you and where do you come from?"

He gloomy stared at Hoffa sensibly.

Hoffa thought that Silby in his dreams didn't even know him. This is good news. Perhaps in the real world, he never thought he would come back in fifty years.

He raised the small earthen jar in his hand and said, "I am a soldier here, bringing you dinner."

"No, you are lying. He is gloomy Said: "All my soldiers have met, but I have never met you. "

"Why, there are so many soldiers, you..."

"I remember every one of you, you are lying, now, if you don’t tell what you came for, You will become more than a thousand human fragments. "Silby lay on the ground, like a wild beast in a cage. Although those eyes were decadent and dim, they reached the heart. If Hoffa were to describe it, he felt that the one sitting in front of him was not the same at all. Human, but a thin wolf.

He is not sure what will happen if he visualizes an atomic bomb and kills this guy directly. But he still suppressed his thoughts, after all, his mission Still have to return to the real world and solve Silby’s unknown plan there.

So he stopped lying and said frankly: "I have come to understand you. "

In gloomy's tent, Silby's thin and decadent face glowed a bit: "It's interesting... It's interesting... My subordinates have always obeyed me, unexpectedly Someone said today that they want to know me, what do you want to know. "

"I want to ask, what do you want most? "

"hahahahahaha~" He laughed hoarsely. After laughing, he extended the hand: "Milk. "

Hoffa passed the milk in his hand.

He took the milk and drank it gurglingly, and then, after he finished drinking, he was in front of Hoffa. Put the small crock under his hips, unwrap the dirty and horrible clothes on his body, and drain the urine in the small crock.

Hoffa was shocked. He thought of Ravenclaw about this guy. Eat, drink, shit and piss are all solved here. He couldn't help holding his breath. He put his hand on Chloe’s head and pressed her into his clothes to prevent her from seeing this guy with an abnormal brain.

After urinating, Silby walked to Hoffa naked, cautiously placed the small earthen jar in the standard grid, sighed, and moaned contentedly.

Air There is a strange smell that is inexplicable. The current Silby does not seem to be the Great Demon of the future, but is an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient who is not mentally great.

After peeing, he The body was hollowed out and sat on the ground, saying: "Victory over the church, give the wizard a safe living environment. Okay, after understanding, you can disappear. "

Hoffa didn't care about the Expulsion Order issued by Silby, instead asked: "Then why don't you attack, they are about to lose." "

"It's not light yet. "Silby said indifferently: "A rash attack may lead to the annihilation of the entire army." I believe that woman outside has explained my thoughts to you. "

Even a child, I'm afraid I can hear Silby's insincerity, let alone Hoffa. He looked at the familiar and strange man, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for him.

I don’t know why, after possessing the power of time and defeating Grindelwald, he can more or less experience Silby’s pain at this moment.

So he ignored those bottles and cans Dirty, with Silby's wary look, sat down in front of him and whispered: "You are very lonely, right. "

It seems to have broken into the forbidden area of ​​a Great Desolate beast. In this second, Silby opened his lifeless eyes. Looking directly at Hoffa's eyes, the eyes on the thin face looked like It’s like a sharp arrow, it can almost shoot through a person’s head.

After shooting through, there will be two black holes in the head that are as sharp.

Extremely dangerous The spirit strength field made every red thread in the tent come to Hoffa's side. As long as Silby gave an order, he would be cut into tens of thousands of tiny pieces by those red strings in an instant.

Silby: "You know what loneliness is! ? "

Hoffa "Maybe I know a little bit." "

"No, you don't understand. "

Silby said stubbornly and sharply: "Now go out, I may be able to circumvent your crime of presumptuous, otherwise, let alone Ravenclaw outside, it is all four people who come to intercede with you. I can't save you either. "

"You are in a hurry to drive me away, but what's the use?" "

Hoffa indifferently said, if in the past, he might retreat under this huge power. But now, he is like a deep and unmeasurable abyss, no matter how sharp Sylby is, he will remain unmoved, just said lightly: "Those people outside will not understand you. They just want you to defeat the church, but they have a lot of trouble. Or help you build a wizard empire, reward you for meritorious deeds, and accomplish your Supreme career.

For you, if you defeat the church and the half-man, half-spider across the fjord, you will have no opponents at all. "

Hoffa sighed: "Silby Spencer, the genius wizard, the great king, they all say so. But no one really cares what you are thinking. On this continent, you are the last, and only one, alone, isn't it lonely? "

In gloomy's tent, Silby was stunned for a while, and then said with a smile: "Who taught you these things? Ravenclaw. "

"Does she have any meaning?" Hoffa pointed directly at Silluto's eyes, "You have a problem, I can solve the problem, that's it." "

"Who do you think you are, can solve my problem. Silby slowly straightened up, and immediately refused, "I don't have any problems, you leave here right now." "

Hoffa's lips are slightly upturned, it is obvious that the killing intent is nowhere to be seen. The wild beast-like oppression and gaze have also disappeared. This sentence is purely a face.

So he stood up and bowed forward slightly, "As you wish, Your Majesty. "

After that, he got up and was actually leaving the tent without the slightest hesitation.

It was just that when he was about to open the curtain, there was a tenth sign behind him. Unhappy voice: "Your Majesty, who allowed you to use this name for me? Am I the king now? "

You are almost a king, Hoffa turned around and said: "As long as you defeat the pope, you will surely become a king surrounded by the crowd." "

"impossible! "

Silby, who had been sitting cross-legged, drank sharply.

After that, he took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he stared at Hoffa firmly: "I'll say something more Once again, I am not a king, I am a wizard, and there is no king in the wizard. "

Hoffa said immediately: "You are doing what the king is doing, even if you stay in this ragged tent, dressed in ragged clothes, and your own feces, you are still the king. "

As soon as the words came out, Silby finally couldn't take it anymore. He stood up, trembling all over. But it was not an angry tremor, but an excited tremor. His eyes were red. Pointing to Hoffa. Pointing to him, he couldn't say a word for a long time, as if he was choked by something.

Finally, he settled down.

Looking at his palm, muttered: "so that's how it is ...so that's how it is ...so that's how it is ..."

Then he sat down on the ground with his fingers deeply inserted In my own hair, "ah ha ha...er...hehe...ah ha ha ......er...hehe...so that's how it is ...so that's how it is ...so that's how it is ..."

The voice is getting lower and lower, lower and lower, and finally there is a faint weeping sound.