Harry Potter – I’m The Legend

On the mountain road, Hoffa drove the car silently, with mixed feelings in his heart. Originally, he thought that this was just a 50 Galleon escort mission, pushing a wheelchair going on a scenic tour to Barcelona, ​​and then coming back, Galleon will be in hand.

But it wasn't until this guy peeed in his pants that Hoffa realized that making money is not easy, even if it's just 50 gold Galleons.

As a disabled person with only his head, Silby does not have the ability to control his own defecation.

After the first crazy night, Hoffa did not dare to touch Silby another drop of water. At around nine o'clock in the morning, the three people entered the rest stop on the side of the road.

Hoffa originally wanted to buy some food here, and then set off after a short break.

But when he entered this town, he found that there was no one in the town. This town has long been dilapidated, deserted, and empty on the street, let alone people, there is no ghost shadow.

The wood house in the small town is full of bullet marks, and there are huge gaps in the ground from shells. From time to time, Hoffa can see one or two dead bodies lying in the shadows.

Some corpses are even hung on the glass windows, wearing azure military uniforms, and some are lying on the damaged rusty vehicles, as if fuse together with those cold metal.

The ground is full of rotten and broken limbs.

The air is full of the smell of death and decay.

Hoffa slowed down and walked around a trench slowly, muttered: "What's the situation?"

What's the situation?

Hoffa muttered to himself, apart from watching movies, he had never seen so many bones.

"This country has just finished the civil war, there are too many such places." Silby sighed in the back seat.

"But just go ahead. Big cities won't be like this."

Civil war?

It's war again.

Faced with such a scene, Hoffa only gave up the plan of rest and reorganization, accelerated forward, and left this wasteland.

On the way, Hoffa saw many such dilapidated towns, and there were some destroyed tanks and aircraft wreckage on the road.

For some reason, Hoffa saw the red swastika on some tanks, which made him unable to understand.

I'm obviously in Spain, why did I see German vehicles? Obviously, before World War II started, is this country on the bar with Germany?

Finally, around 11 noon.

Pedestrians and vehicles began to appear in Hoffa's sight, and the surrounding environment and the town were restored to life.

The heavy and solemn atmosphere faded, and they came to the southern Spanish city of Granada.

This city is located in the famous Sierra Nevada mountain range. At the foot of the mountain, Hoffa can see layers of ancient buildings built on top of the mountain.

After entering the city, Silby became active again.

He stuck out his tongue, pointed to the palace with red brick walls in the distance, and said, "That's the Alhambra, built by the Moors in the 13th century."

Hoffa look Glancing at the palace, Yu Guang turned back to the co-pilot.

Compared to the palace of the ancients, he is more worried about the mental state of this Senior Sister. Since that crazy night, she has always had a look of extreme disgust on her face.

"Are you all right." Hoffa asked worriedly.

"Stop." She said coldly.

The black car parked on the side of the road. There are not many cars in this era, it can be said that there are very few cars. A black car is already eye-catching enough, not to mention that this car lacks a door.

Some Spanish women passing by looked at a tall woman in a green nightgown with a cold face and got out of the car with shocked eyes. The stories that happened in the car made them think about it.

Hoffa rolled down the window probe and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Buy clothes and take a shower."

Speaking, she took out the wand , Clicked on Hoffa's shoulder.

"I left a trace of a tracking magic beacon, don't go too far with this waste."

After finishing, she strode away without looking back.

Silby has been watching Osivia leave, he suddenly asked: "You are Ravenclaw, are you?"

Hoffa was surprised, few people would see himself at a glance It's Ravenclaw. Most people think of themselves as Gryffindor.

"Why don't you say that I am Gryffindor?"

"Gryffindor?" Silby glared, "No, believe me, man, you are not like Gryffindor at all. They are not like".

"Well, I'm Ravenclaw."

"You look a lot like Ronay, you look a lot like." Silby whispered.

Hoffa shrugged, all he was thinking about now was eating and resting.

For the Senior Sister who has a cleanliness, cleanliness is more important than satiety.

But Hoffa is not. He is already hungry when he is covered in dust. After a long journey last night, he couldn't wait to eat a meal and then find a hotel to rest.

He decided to find a dinning hall first.

Soon, Hoffa saw a fast food restaurant on the street.

The shop windows are full of hams, sausages, cheeses, salmon, cuttlefish, barnacles, and other seafood that Hoffa can't name.

To complete the escort mission, you must first fill your stomach.

He parked the car in front of the fast food restaurant, and then pushed Silby into the dinning hall.

As soon as he entered the dinning hall, a strong scent poured into Hoffa's nose. The aromas of olive oil, garlic, pepper, etc. made him secrete a huge amount of saliva.

He hurriedly pushed Silby to a position by the window, and started calling out the waiter.

Hearing his shouting, a red-necked male waiter in a white apron turned his head rather indifferently and stood beside Hoffa.

"¿Quierescomeralgo?"

(What to order?)

"Menu, menu!"

Hoffa can’t understand each other What he was talking about, but he motioned to the other party to bring the menu to himself.

The waiter shrank his hands, avoided Hoffa, and asked coldly: "¿Losbritánicos?"

(Are you from Britain?)

Huh? What are you talking about. Hoffa didn't understand it at all, so she asked him in English: "Canyouspeak English?"

tone barely fell, Hoffa felt something was wrong.

At this moment, all the people who dine in the restaurant and the staff members turned their heads and looked at him.

The face of the waiter in front of him was completely cold.

Ten seconds later.

With a bang!

Hoffa, who had just entered this restaurant, was pushed out. His buttocks were not hot yet, and even the wheelchair with Silby was spinning on the ground and kicked out.

"¿Vesesteletrero!!?" (Can't see the brand?)

A man in a red-clothed suit, a white skirt, and a chef's hat standing in front of the fast food restaurant knocks Hoffa was confused at the shopkeeper who was snarling frantically with a sign.

"Losbritánicosyelperronopuedeentrar!!"

(We decline to entertain anyone in the British Isles!!)

After cursing, the old man is more international than Hoffa Gestures, fiercely spit on the ground, took the spatula and walked back to the store.

Hoffa stood there blankly, completely dumbfounded.

Silby’s wheelchair turned a few times and turned to Hoffa’s side. He was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said:

"This country has been bullied by Britain. , Half of the overseas territories were taken away by Britain. You dare to speak English in Spain, so courageous."

"Then what do I say if I don't speak English?" Hoffa was shocked.

"Spanish, Valencian." Silby said casually.

"I have never heard of Valencia!"

Hoffa rubbed his abdomen and threw out bitter water.

"Well, well, it would be nice if you can speak German." Silby said.

"What...!? Why should I speak German..."

"Do you know a Spanish general named Franco? "

"Please, can you not tell me about history..." Hoffa said.

"What history? Just a few months ago, the German and Italian muggle leaders helped Franco to overthrow the previous government. Now, this country has a large number of German troops.

I watched the news the day before yesterday. Hitler himself is holding a meeting in this city. If you can speak German, you will be very popular..."