Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Hoffa didn't know why Aglaia was in Ravenclaw. He didn't even know why he was in Ravenclaw, everyone who had contact with him thought he was Gryffindor.

Fortunately, the little girl's temper comes quickly and goes quickly. On Halloween, Aglaia barely returned to normal, and was willing to go to school for dinner with the two "counseling" friends she said.

Of course, she still remembers the library. Hoffa heard Miranda say that she often studied the Hogwarts history alone at night, reading it until midnight.

In November, after Halloween, pumpkins were floating everywhere in the castle, and pumpkins were piled at the door. There was a faint yellow hue everywhere.

All kinds of candles were stuffed in the mouths of those pumpkins. Some pumpkins would whine when the wizard passed by.

Of course, this level of exclamation can only make a group of girls chuckle and walk across with their arms.

Hoffa has always believed that girls' screams are also a way to attract boys to play with them.

His two friends are strange among girls.

Aglaia would pretend to be an ordinary girl in front of other people, but in reality, she has never bothered to attract boys. She is only interested in the unknown.

In her words, the known world is boring.

Miranda, she has been playing haha ​​most of the time, maybe this year Hogwarts has no teleportation to destroy. So there is nothing to attract her interest anymore, she always keeps only three points of interest in everything.

For Halloween, she also maintained a passing state.

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However, Halloween night.

When the three of Hoffa and his party walked through the hallway filled with jack-o-lanterns and armored knights, passed the bright Hogwarts Orb, and entered the auditorium, they saw two groups of people facing each other in the middle of the auditorium.

Their expressions seemed as solemn as robbers caught up in a small western United States.

On one side was Gryffindor in a red school gown, and on the other was Slytherin in a dark green school gown.

The faces of the group of Gryffindors were full of uncontrollable fury, while Slytherin was sneered, and Tom Riddle and Malfoy were the first to bear the brunt.

"Despicable villain, do you dare to come in while I am here?"

A burly Gryffindor boy asked fiercely, with a shiny sign on his chest, that he was the prefect of Gryffindor.

"Premier, I'm pooh."

Malfoy sneered.

"If you can't beat it, we will put a hat on it. We earned this assistant by our ability! Even Professor Melos didn't say anything. What are you going to fart here!"

"Okay, you have a seed!"

A group of Gryffindors took a step forward.

"Dare to come to a duel?"

Malfoy put on Tom Riddle's shoulder and said.

The group of Gryffindors took another step back.

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"What happened?" Watching Di Hoffa asked Miranda.

"I don't know." Miranda shook her head.

Aglaia sneered.

"Huh, the dog bit the dog. I heard that Tom Riddle of Slytherin used his identity as a teacher assistant to forcibly search the Gryffindor lounge. It caused a collective backlash from Gryffindor, and now Gryffindor It's making trouble."

Hoffa was surprised, and the Slytherin men forcibly searched the Gryffindor common room.

He glanced at the group of red-robed wizards with furious expressions, and thought it was an unheard of incident. But is the power of this teacher assistant really that big?

At the banquet, Gryffindor was still at war with Slytherin. As they ate, they smashed each other with candies.

But all of this has nothing to do with Ravenclaw, nor with Hoffa. When they quarreled, Hoffa calmly spread meat sauce on his pie, drank pumpkin juice, and ate pudding.

Everything seemed so good. Hoffa looked at the food and thought of the war outside. It is inevitable that I will be glad that I live in a warm harbor.

After eating, a group of Ravenclaws in blue robes talked and laughed together, preparing to go back to their common room.

However, as soon as Hoffa and his party walked on the narrow bridge, they saw a group of wizards standing in front of the eagle ring in the Ravenclaw common room.

Take a closer look, the group of people wearing green robes with triumphant expressions turned out to be the Slytherin people who left early at the banquet.

Slytherin's team slowly separated, and the tall and handsome Tom Riddle stood up with a smile. First, he bowed with the people of Ravenclaw, and then said:

"After what happened last year, every corner of the castle needs to be thoroughly investigated. Regarding, black-magic-law."

Tom Riddle spoke slowly, his eyes rolled around Hoffa's trio, and they smiled.

The group of Slytherins behind him nodded in agreement.

Riddle: "I hope that you can take the initiative to help us open the door of the common room and save us some unnecessary trouble."

Ravenclaw at the top of the stairs was taken aback, then furious.

"dark magic...?"

"Have you checked your own lounge?"

"Don't think about it, do you think we will let a group of Slytherins into the common room?"

Aglaia even frowned and stood up: "Riddle, are you the prefect? ​​Who gave you the right to show off on the tower of Ravenclaw."

"Ahem."

Riddle smiled slightly. He clicked on his chest, which had a silver teaching assistant sign.

"I'm sorry, Miss De Laces, but the rules are the rules. In fact, as a teaching assistant, I have this qualification. As for who grants this right, I think it is Principal Dipeter."

Everyone was in an uproar, whispering one after another.

Hoffa didn't expect that Gryffindor was checked in the afternoon, and it was Ravenclaw's turn in the evening. Tom Riddle really used his position to explore Hogwarts.

"Then you go in." Aglea was pale, gritted his teeth and sneered: "

"As long as you idiots can answer Eagle Ring's question."

"you......"

Slytherin was in a commotion, and Malfoy was furious at Aglaia's words and was about to walk out of the crowd.

But Tom Riddle raised his arm and calmly stopped the anger of the group behind him.

"I've heard about the rules of the Ravenclaw common room a long time ago. It just so happens that I am also a little interested in solving puzzles. If I can, I would like to try it."

"Take it easy."

After speaking coldly, Aglaia retreated into the crowd.

Tom Riddle walked forward, the metal eagle spread its wings, but this time, the knight in the portrait did not kneel.

Yinghuan asked: "The white father, the black son, the wingless bird flies straight to the clouds, and the person who touches it will cry and die in an instant."

At this moment, not only the students of Slytherin House took a breath, but even the students of Ravenclaw House looked at each other.

The difficulty of Eagle Ring's problem this time far exceeds that of any previous problem.

All the Slytherin students looked at Tom Riddle.

I saw that he was a little pale, but he didn't panic. He swayed back and forth several times in the same place. There was silence for ten seconds.

When he was silent, all Ravenclaw and Slytherin held their breath.

Finally, Tom showed a sneer. He turned his head to look at Eagle Ring, and said coldly: "Smoke."

The Slytherin students burst into enthusiastic applause, followed by enthusiastic whistles, as if they had won the Quidditch Academy Cup.

Aglaia punched the wall in irritation.

Ravenclaw's eagle ring retracted its wings, and the blue corridor of the common room revolved open.

The Slytherin group yelled and tried to squeeze in, but was stopped by Tom Riddle.

"You wait for me here, I let you in, you come in again."

He gave orders in a high-pitched tone, his eyes were cold, at this moment, he seemed to be no different from the future Dark Lord.

Abraxas Malfoy also wanted to go in. He draped Riddle's shoulders, and he looked like I knew him best, but Riddle only glanced at his palm, and then asked him to retract his palm and stand up. On the spot.

The group of Slytherins stood there, watching Tom Riddle's back disappear into the blue corridor with Ravenclaw.

Several Ravenclaws whispered angrily: "The sun is really coming out from the west, when will the dean of Gryffindor find a Slytherin to be his assistant."

"Defense against the Dark Arts, **** it, this guy didn't use defense at all when he was running for an assistant coach, he used curse magic."

Aglaia whispered angrily: "I'm looking for the dark wizard, I think he is the dark wizard!"

"The dean of Ravenclaw is still a Gryffindor!"

A new prefect of Ravenclaw next to him shook his head mockingly: "Everything is messed up. If Professor Gorschak is still here, he will definitely not be allowed to enter Ravenclaw's common room."

Hoffa’s roommate William said: "God knows what this guy is doing in our lounge..."

His voice just fell off.

boom! !

The billowing smoke, mixed with the firelight, suddenly rushed out of the tunnel.

A violent explosion sounded from the doorway, as if someone had lit a bomb in the Ravenclaw common room.

Both Ravenclaw and Slytherin at the door screamed and knelt down, holding their heads.

The sudden change caused Hoffa to take two steps back.

The crowd screamed.

Then, Riddle's roar came from the hallway.

boom!

A short voice interrupted Riddle's roar.

Hoffa's eyes widened, and an unpleasant premonition suddenly surged into his heart, the voice was too familiar.

He rushed into the lounge without thinking.

At the moment, in the common room.

The picture is too shocking.

He saw Ronai Ravenclaw's statue falling to the ground.

He saw the bookshelves burning in the common room.

Thick billowing smoke mixed with fire light diffusely licked every corner of this elegant blue room, burning shredded paper flying in the air, Hoffa’s ears were full of pulse-like buzzing, making him breathe, what I can't hear you.

Hoffa shook his head vigorously and forcibly entered a state of meditation.

His brain became clearer and calmer.

At this moment, there was a hoarse moan in the corner.

"Help......"

The moan came from the girls' dormitory.

Hoffa clutched his nose and mouth and groaned into the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory.

A tall figure flashed past, passed through the dense fog, knocked off Hoffa's shoulder, and disappeared directly on the wall.

At the point where he disappeared, Hoffa saw a huge gap that had been blown out, and thick smoke hovered out of the house under the effect of pressure.

"Huo...Fa..."

The groan made Hoffa recover from the shock. He slowly turned his head and saw a **** palm.

Tom Riddle.

The future big devil, a genius assistant in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

He clutched his lower abdomen with his left hand and sat paralyzed on the corner of the spiral staircase, clutching his chest, vomiting blood.

The billowing flame reflected the pale faces of the two,

Hoffa slowly approached, squatting down to look.

In Tom's fingers, blood constantly spilled.

A big hole was punched in his right rib.