Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

He finally sat up, grabbed his hair, sighed and put on the pile of neat and tidy clothes.

This is the end of the matter, and he can't blame the group of Peruvian wizards. He didn't want to blame God anymore, he just wanted to find Miranda, she didn't know where she went, Hoffa was worried.

But when he opened the door, there was no one in the corridor.

Some women's clothes are hanging on the clothes rack, dripping quietly.

He walked out of the girl's dormitory building and came to the street.

The underground lagoon that was still bustling last night was deadly silent at this moment, and there was no sound in it. Neither the sober wizard coming and going nor the trace of Miranda can be seen. Only the rumbling water flow fell from the high-level pipeline to the deep underground lagoon, making a dull sound.

What happened?

Even though he was very eager to find Miranda, Hoffa was still confused by this deserted scene. In the confusion, there was a certain kind of oppression from the rain.

And this oppression made him worry about Miranda's disappearance. After experiencing those things, his emotions inevitably changed.

"Miranda!"

He was standing on the slippery stone street, calling out Miranda's name loudly.

No one answered, it seems that everyone here has evaporated in an instant. Everything I saw before was an unreal illusion.

Those hyacinth lights swing slowly, and the rays of light are dim. But the shops and streets under the hyacinth lamp were nowhere to be seen. Only some scattered boxes and goods tell of the chaos that happened here.

"Miranda!?"

He looked around all around, getting more upset, where did everyone go? Where is Miranda, where is Dumbledore? Are you dreaming?

"Miranda...damn it!!"

He quickly ran to the place where Miranda usually works. I prayed in my heart that there would be no accident.

pa!

As he rushed, a piece of paper hit his anxious face head-on, like a slap in the face.

He tore it off, and his face changed immediately. This is a piece of paper similar to an arrest warrant, with his name written on it as a flameboyant.

[Dear Hoffa.Bach]

But there is only this sentence. He is holding this paper with his name on it and looking around, but who can't see it.

"Who!?"

He shouted around, but no one responded.

He walked further and stepped on another piece of paper on the slippery ground. He picked it up and saw that it was another arrest warrant, which was written in the same handwriting.

[My good friend, you really did not disappoint me, and you left the cage of time. I am very satisfied. 】

The time cage...

He knew who wrote these words, and suddenly the cold sweat came down, and the cold reality came on and hit him.

With the stormy sea in his heart, he continued to move forward, and he saw another arrest warrant posted on the wall.

[But do you think this is over? of course not. 】

He followed the arrest warrant on the wall and continued forward, and saw an arrest warrant scattered around the newsstand.

[Life is so empty, it can lead to the top, but it is enough to fill a person's soul. 】

Going further, there are two arrest warrants affixed to the hyacinth lamp, one in a row. He had to swing on both sides to see them clearly.

[I have not been filled at the moment, so I want to play a game with you]

[As a game chip, I want to bet everything with you, the winner takes all, Loser's Dust]

Silby...damn it!

Damn it! !

Hoffa clenched his fists, fingers penetrating the previous arrest warrant. The past few days had happened so magical that he almost forgot his goal. If Silby is not dead. All good things are imaginary future plans, which will be turned into bubbles and completely dissipated.

He chased the arrest warrant and walked all the way. The last arrest warrant was posted on the Pillar of the Transmission Gate where Miranda was working. Looking at the arrest warrant, Hoffa's head was dizzy and he was almost unsteady on his feet.

[Within three days, if you cannot save this world, I will pack a few of your friends together and sink into the Pacific Ocean. ]

The letter came to an abrupt end here, short and unusual. The expressible meaning is cold and sharp. This makes Hoffa unbelievable. Packing up her friends and sinking into the Pacific Ocean?

What does this mean?

Did Miranda be taken away by Silby? Had the entire underground lagoon been taken away by Silby?

When did it happen?

How did he do it?

Why didn't I notice at all?

Now here.

Along with the silent flames, those arrest warrants posted on the wall or grasped in the hands gradually burned out in the flames. Looking at the burning flame, Hoffa seemed to be able to see the playful eyes behind the flame. Those were Silby's eyes.

He gradually calmed down and swayed with his hands behind his back.

No, impossible, no matter how strong Silby is, it is impossible to do this step.

When he thought of taking a bath, the blood stains on his legs hadn't dried up yet, and there were no signs of fighting in Miranda's home. Obviously, it took less than an hour to wake up and Miranda's wake up.

The shower head in the bathroom is still dripping. She should have taken a shower before leaving home. Obviously, she did not leave in a hurry, but left naturally.

Think about it again, when he woke up, he heard someone talking outside. In other words, when he woke up, there were still people outside, and when he came out, all the people disappeared.

In less than a few minutes, this is good news.

He took the glass ball from his pocket and wanted to ask the nightmare god if he knew any clues. But when he took out the glass ball, he saw that the little monster in the glass ball was sluggish than ever before. Its head hung down and floated in the ball. It hadn't said a word for a long time.

"Little monster, little monster!"

He shook the glass ball.

The floating nightmare god slowly lifts the head, and the white light spots in his head are dimmer than ever before. Hoffa is extremely worried. Only one day has passed.

"What happened, little monster?" he asked.

"I noticed... the original will..." The white dots in the little monster's head flickered, and it struggled to lift the head, looking at Hoffa, and said intermittently: "Destroyed. .. must be destroyed..."

The white light in its head suddenly went out, and its body could no longer remain suspended. It quietly fell to the bottom of the glass ball, like a Just ordinary dead octopus.

Hoffa suck in a breath of cold air, this is Spiritual God, why did it fall so quietly?

There is no way, do you want to use that trick?

Hoffa was extremely disturbed, but thinking of Miranda, he gritted his teeth and used Power of Time.

His eyes filled with silver rays of light, looking at the void. In the void, countless future men opened silver's eyes at the same time. It was him after 1 point, half an hour later, one hour later, five hours later, one day later, two days later, and three days later.

As for the longer term, Hoffa can't see clearly.

Then, half an hour later, he looked over and said, "Paris."

The silver rays of light in Hoffa's eyes disappeared.

This ability is an incidental of Power of Time, and it is also the power that the guy named Mans wanted most. The power to see through the future is Supreme's prophecy.

But Hoffa has always been reluctant to enable this ability because he knows too much about the side effects of Power of Time.

If he takes the initiative to observe the future, then the result of the observation will inevitably happen, whether it is good or bad. It's like Mans saw his death, but couldn't stop it.

If he does not observe, then everything in the future will be chaos.

However, since Silby had already uttered his wild words and wanted to sink all his friends into the Pacific, then he would not care about the side effects of Power of Time at this time.

After getting the information about Paris, he quickly grabbed a handful of Floo Network powder, stepped into the Transmission Gate, and shouted: "Paris!"

......

......

With a round of spinning around.

When he stepped on a solid ground, he was instantly overwhelmed by the crowds. From not being alone to Underground City, to the experience that every inch around him is crowded with people, it is really insufficient. For outsiders also.

He was like being crowded by a large crowd on the most crowded Indian train in his previous life. The crowding was unbearable and even made him unable to breathe.

Under the crazy crowding, Hoffa without the slightest hesitation activated Power of Time, the Time Flow Speed ​​was reduced to a hundred times, and the speed of those crowded guys advancing suddenly slowed down.

During the squeezing time, he grabbed other people's shoulders, stepped on them, and stood on top of their heads. The endless head is almost as solid as peacefully, which shows how many people there are.

A closer look, those people who are squeezing around are not sober wizards, but sleepwalkers as dense as weeds. Most of them wore helmets. Some were wearing military uniforms from Germany, some were wearing Allied Suicide Squad jackets, and most were civilians. They were wearing black cages, and one after another rushed into the distance. A city wall of tens of meters.

The city wall was backed by the Eiffel Tower, and the Iron Pagoda was shaken by the huge impact, and was at risk. On the city wall, there are rays of light shining with spells, and those are signs that the wizard is using spell.

Hoffa suddenly understood that it was exactly the same as what he had seen in Peru at the time. The same are all sleepwalkers attacking the wizard base. But this time the location of the attack was changed to Berlin, and the scale of the attack was hundreds of times larger than the one in Peru.

This is not an accident, but a group event.

Why will he guide himself here in the future?

He quickly discovered the reason.

Tide-like impact and trampling caused the first batch of sleepwalkers to pile up to a height of more than ten meters.

And the wizards are standing on the high city wall, and the leader is Dumbledore. He surrounds the wand in his hand, and the raging fire turns into a Dragon, roaring and sweeping past, turning the top one The sleepwalker was burned to ashes, seeing that the Dragon had a tendency to grow larger and larger.

Hoffa couldn't help shouting: "Stop!"

He disappeared as a Disapparation, and when he appeared again, he came to Dumbledore's side. He grabbed his wrist.

"Stop, let me deal with it!" He blurted out subconsciously.

Dumbledore looked at Hoffa holding his arm, and was shocked. The dragon vomiting in the wand disappeared, and the French wizards around him pulled out the wand and shouted in French: "Who you are?" "

"Don't worry, don't worry," Dumbledore hurriedly said to the sober wizards around him: "This is my student."

Those sober wizards slowly heard Dumbledore say so. Put down the wand. But still looking at him with a watchful look.

Dumbledore asked Hoffa anxiously: "Why did you come here? Didn't you get a notice to hide?"

Hidden...the original London underground lagoon All hid. Hoffa was slightly relaxed, but although he had more than a thousand questions in his heart, he saw the extremely urgent situation at the moment, and he did not ask any questions.

"Don't kill them, I can let them get out of here." Hoffa said, "these all are living people, they will naturally be sober after I finish dealing with Silby."

"I can't think so far now!" Dumbledore said anxiously: "If you don't solve these sleepwalkers now, the entire surviving wizard in Paris will soon be overwhelmed. Once Paris is lost, the consequences will be disastrous..."

"You give me a place, I can do it right away!" Hoffa interrupted him, "Quick!"

Dumbledore was stunned: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." Hoffa was sure.

While speaking, the tsunami-like sleepwalker slammed into the city wall under the control of an unknown force. This collision made the city wall sway and almost collapsed. The wizards next to him were unstable and yelled, urging Dumbledore to use spell quickly. Some wizards even took Hoffa's arm, trying to pull him away from Dumbledore so that he would not interfere with Dumbledore.

Dumbledore chose to believe in Hoffa. He put the wand away and drove the crowd back to make room for him.

Hoffa didn't hesitate, he immediately sat on the ground and started running the flow spell.

This is the third time he has run Flow Mantra. As his proficiency has improved, his speed in running Flow Mantra is much faster than the previous two runs.

With spells So formed in his mind continuously.

The attention of hundreds of thousands of sleepwalkers was attracted by him and stopped hitting the wall. However, there are a lot of magic power and other unexplainable powers that are mixed with attention.

The number of sleepwalkers at this time is several times larger than that in Peru, and the energy gathered by the flow curse So is also several times larger. It took almost 3 minutes, and Hoffa’s chest was taller. He bulged up, even his limbs became sturdy, as if he was inflated.

This worries Dumbledore quite a bit. Looking at Hoffa next to him, he can perceive a huge force boiling in him, but it is obviously not healthy. Due to the lack of a way to release it, the energy stretched Hoffa's body a little bit, almost causing him to explode.

Hoffa is also aware of the terrifying power, but after having the last experience, he no longer forcibly endure this magic power, but split his mind and start using Transfiguration Spell.

He jumped off the high wall, while frantically using transfiguration to reinforce the city wall, he ran forward.

It was an unprecedented Transfiguration Spell, and a high wall of several hundred meters long rose from the ground under his control. Following his footsteps, the city wall continues to extend.

In less than thirty minutes, he erected a wall of several kilometers in this city. The wall continues to extend far away.

The Paris wizards behind him were all dumbfounded.

What kind of huge magic power is needed to achieve this step?

However, Hoffa is not using his own magic power, but the magic power of the dreamlike wizards among the sleepwalkers. After the magic power was released from his body, his swollen body gradually became normal. , The chest cavity is no longer towering.

He ran on the city wall, while the sleepwalker was attracted by the flow curse, and followed him all together. The seemingly unstoppable attack was solved by him alone.

I don’t know who took the 1st Step.

Soon, the sober wizards, and Dumbledore, ran after Hoffa. They want to see what the boy is going to do.

Finally, Hoffa came to the open suburbs. He started to run in circles. Layers of invulnerable, indestructible and impregnable city walls formed under his feet. Soon, he ran out. There is a space as big as two stadiums. The city wall under his feet is composed of transfiguration, which is as high as tens of meters, which firmly seals the space as large as the two stadiums, and hundreds of thousands of sleepwalkers are locked in it by him, and can no longer run around. , Let alone create chaos.

Done all this.

He knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, his tired face was deadly white, gasping for breath.

Although there is no shortage of magic power, it is not his own power after all. It is not his own power to control such a large and mixed power and transform them into standard transfiguration. Among them, the spiritual power that needs to be consumed is almost unimaginable.

However, after the incident in Peru, his endurance was much tenacious, and he did not fall on the spot.

Dumbledore ran over the city wall with the group of French wizards and saw what Hoffa was doing. They were so shocked that the huge Great Wall built at that moment, like Divine Vestige, stood outside Paris.

The French wizards have no prejudice against him anymore. They rushed to him in shock and gratefulness, praising him in blunt English, the interrogator. Treat him like a savior.

Hoffa gasped, and the compliments or queries of those strangers came in and out of his left ear and right ear. After using the flow mantra, he really didn't have much energy to socialize with others.

Dumbledore saw Hoffa's exhaustion. He yelled and drove away the excited French wizard. He squatted down on Hoffa's shoulder. "Are you okay."

Hoffa nodded, this time is much better than the one in Peru. After that time, he couldn't speak much after using the flow spell. At this time, the burden of Xinliu Mantra was not as great as he thought.

The sleepwalker’s problem was solved. After regaining some strength, Hoffa grabbed Dumbledore’s arm and asked the question she cared most.

"Where is Miranda, you Do you know where she went?"