Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

In the following week, Hoffa failed to return to his original dormitory. Since he wanted to sneak in, it was in vain. Ravenclaw's tower was too high.

Osivia didn't come to Hoffa, but she has only spent 30 minutes in each class during the recent period. After completing her teaching tasks, she will give the remaining time to students to practice independently.

And she herself will leave in a hurry, missing her.

But Hoffa felt that with her stubborn character, she must have spent most of her time searching for the white stone grave.

The perfunctory transformation of the teacher caused dissatisfaction among most of the students. Boys are okay, and it is difficult for them to blame their foreign beautiful teachers with gender bonuses.

Girls don't think so, in a metamorphosis class on November 9th.

Aglaia hugged her arms and said, "This is the first time I have seen such a cold teacher. Isn't she afraid of us complaining?"

Miranda teased: "Should you follow the script for the complaint against her?"

"She is not responsible." Aglaia said coldly.

"The teaching assistant in the transformation class is sitting next to you. You can ask him if you have any questions."

"It's almost the same as killing me," Aglaia said dryly.

Boom! !

The door to the transformation class was suddenly pushed open, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Hoffa, who was reading a book, turned his head, and a thorny teenager with pale blond hair walked in, and he leaned against the Slytherin table with a grin.

It's Abraxas Malfoy.

"Hey, the school hospital is open for visits. Who will visit Riddle with me?" He said to the Slytherins.

These words smashed into the calm water like a brick, and the dull classroom suddenly became alive.

Since Tom Riddle was shot, he has been locked up in the intensive care unit of the school hospital and is strictly forbidden to visit by anyone.

Any student who wants to ask questions, inquire about news, or express sympathy, friendship, or love will be rejected.

But now, the school is finally open for visits, which makes everyone start to whisper.

All the students at the Slytherin table stood up, and they surrounded Malfoy and walked out one after another.

Even the students from the other three academies couldn't help standing up, following Slytherin's troops, wanting to see the excitement.

Seeing these people disappear into the door noisily, Hoffa stood up.

This action made Aglaia very puzzled, and she asked annoyedly: "Why, do you want to visit that guy too?"

She still remembered that she lost to Riddle in the duel.

But Hoffa nodded. He did want to go there, but it was not a visit.

As the first witness, Tom Riddle must have more information about the intruder. If he can get this information, Hoffa believes that he can bring himself closer to the truth.

Aglaia squinted and said dangerously: "I heard that you were in an orphanage before you came to school. Could it be that you have a good relationship?"

Miranda looked at Hoffa who stood up, then looked at Aglaia, hesitated for a while, still sitting still.

Hoffa laughed blankly: "I want to say, he killed me once in the orphanage, do you believe it?"

Aglaia's expression changed from gloomy to stunned.

Hoffa patted her shoulder: "Okay, I'll get some information, don't be suspicious."

After speaking, he strode out the door.

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The school is noisy, and there are students who stick their heads everywhere and want to rush to the hospital. There are lower grades and upper grades.

There are also students holding wooden old-fashioned cameras and walking hurriedly, seeming to want to win headlines for the school newspaper.

The shooting incident that was suppressed by the school showed signs of resurgence. No murderer was found. Everyone wanted to see Tom Riddle.

Hoffa came to the entrance of the school hospital, which was already overcrowded. Many students blocked the door, and there were two nurses standing at the door.

It's a pity that the door is tightly closed.

This made Hoffa feel a little puzzled.

After a while, Malfoy came out of the intensive care unit with a tall Slytherin standing next to him, raising his arm somewhat arrogantly, suppressing the noise of the crowd.

Then he said slowly: "Everyone, all line up. No one can go in and visit my friends without my permission."

The students from the school newspaper and other curious students were a little anxious.

Hoffa stared at Malfoy, and saw an unstoppable glare in his eyes.

This guy seemed to enjoy this moment quite a bit. His tone and movements are imitating Principal Dippet.

But Hoffa didn't break in directly. He didn't mind following the visitation rules set by Slytherin.

After all, there are so many people at the door.

However, after waiting at the door for half an hour, Hoffa discovered that Malfoy completely did not allow anyone who had no personal acquaintances with him to enter the ward.

Even the Slytherin in the green robe had to please a few words in front of him before he could enter.

As for the people in the other three hospitals, there are very few who can enter.

An hour later, the crowded hospital door became deserted and deserted. Most people left here unhappy.

To be honest, Hoffa also wanted to leave, he felt that the possibility of entering in a normal way was almost zero.

But this matter had extraordinary significance to him, and he chose to persevere.

Sure enough, when he stood in front of Malfoy, he stretched out his hand without hesitation: "Wait a minute."

Hoffa looked at him.

Malfoy happily said, "Have you been standing for a long time?"

"Can I go in?" Hoffa asked.

"What do you think?" Malfoy sneered and sneered. "Will you be ill and Draceth will let me in, Bach?"

"This has nothing to do with personal grievances." Hoffa said.

"I can't say no," Malfoy said lazily.

"Are there any conditions?"

"Talk about terms, okay, let the little **** De La Cess come and talk to me." Malfoy said.

Hoffa said lightly: "Pay attention to the words."

"Pay attention to the words, which green onion are you."

Malfoy squinted his eyes and took a step forward, his nose about to touch the tip of Hoffa's nose: "Now, get out of me while I'm not angry yet."

"Did you run the school hospital? Malfoy." Hoffa said calmly.

boom! Malfoy grabbed Hoffa by the collar and said fiercely:

"No, but I suspect that the students of Ravenclaw, harbouring the murderer privately, planned the murder against Slytherin. Especially you, and your two comrades. You are most suspected."

Hoffa looked at the palm of his hand holding his collar and said, "This is a very severe accusation, Malfoy."

Malfoy sneered and said with a sneer, "I think I might find a few Wisengama judges to conduct a separate investigation with you to see if you have any Muggle weapons hidden in your crotch!"

This statement amused Hoffa.

He laughed blankly: "This charge is too big, I don't think you can call any judge."

"Are you questioning me? Hmm."

Malfoy's palm pressed hard, and the big Slytherin next to him took a step forward, pressing Malfoy's back, as if trying to pull him away.

Hoffa shook his head: "No, I just think that if you want to judge me, you can find a better excuse."

"For example?" Malfoy sneered.

"Such as a private fight."

Malfoy was taken aback, then his face changed.

He hasn't reacted yet.

Boom! !

With a muffled noise.

The huge lion head fist hit Malfoy's face.

He just smashed him upside down and flew out with a bang. He directly smashed the door of the intensive care unit and rolled continuously.

The two nurses standing at the door screamed immediately.

"Asshole!"

The tall Slytherin student took out his wand without hesitation.

boom! !

Three big stone hands stretched out from the wall in an instant.

He banged the three of them.

Two screaming nurses who wanted to go to the teacher were pressed against the wall by Dashi's hands, and even their mouths were covered by two crossed hands.

The tall Slytherin was held by the waist, and he raised his wand across the sky, roaring like thunder: "Bone to pieces!"

Hoffa's body was slightly pulled up, his muscles swelled, and he bypassed the blue smashing rays like lightning.

Then he punched that tall Slytherin in the face.

In the activated state, his strength is no longer inferior to that of an adult. This punch directly shook his head and oozes blood from the corners of his mouth.

Hoffa took his wand and threw it on the ground.

In the distance, Malfoy with a **** nose stumbled up from the ground, took out his wand, and roared, "Snake spirit! Kill him!"

Three large transparent snakes drilled from three places at the door, and they opened their mouths to eject high-heat rays.

Hoffa disappeared directly in place.

The rays of the transparent serpent directly turned Hoffa's standing tiles into boiling magma.

The next second, Hoffa came to Malfoy's face, whose murderous intent made him quite contemptuous. He punched Malfoy again in the face.

boom! !

Malfoy crashed into the pile of people in front of Tom Riddle's bed.

"Help!"

"Kill!"

As a group of Slytherins screamed.

Another pair of big stone hands rose from the ground and grabbed Malfoy abruptly. Then came several pairs, which rose like dominoes, and directly carried him back to Hoffa.

Hoffa stood condescendingly in front of Malfoy.

Malfoy raised his wand with a look of horror.

But his wand was kicked away by Hoffa.

"It's too inefficient. Malfoy." Hoffa retracted his wand. "Do you think every day is a duel field?"

The man lying on the bed screamed, "Stop!"

Hoffa glanced at Tom.

Then he grabbed Malfoy's hair and forcibly turned his head around. Force him to look in his eyes.

"I think you should be able to get good treatment here."

Boom! !

With a punch, Malfoy bruised his left eye.

"Do you dare to hit me! Are you a poor man dare to hit me?" he howled harshly.

Boom! !

With another punch, Malfoy turned directly into a panda face.

"what!!"

Boom! !

A punch on Malfoy's mouth stopped his screaming.

"You can choose to hide behind Riddle, or you can choose to use a little off-campus relationship to come to me. I don't mind. But in school, I am an assistant in the transformation class and have the same rights as the teacher. I want to see who, You can't control it!"

After that, Hoffa didn't wait for Malfoy to speak, and hit Malfoy with a whip leg.

boom! !

The rubble was flying across.

Malfoy tumbled several times and smashed back into the Slytherin bed.

He was pale, clenched his teeth, closed his eyes, and pretended to be unconscious.

At this moment, everyone in Slytherin had already reacted. They gathered in front of Abraxus Malfoy, took out their wands in a row, and looked at Hoffa fiercely.

The two sides fell into a tense confrontation.

But Hoffa didn't care about these people. He didn't draw out his wand, he just looked at the hospital bed with his pockets in his hands.

Surprisingly.

There was a violent cough from the hospital bed.

After coughing, Riddle said hoarsely: "Go out."

The green-robed wizards turned their heads one after another: "Tom, what are you talking about?"

"This guy......"

"Get out, don't let me say it a second time."

Tom Riddle said heavily.

"Tom!"

A tall Slytherin girl stomped anxiously.

"Get out, go."

Tom Riddle's voice was hoarse and low-pitched, already intent on killing.

The girl was held back abruptly when she didn't finish her words. She glanced at Hoffa bitterly and waved. A group of Slytherins picked up Malfoy and strode out the door.

Hoffa stood still.

The door of the hospital slammed shut. He slightly raised his right hand, and a pair of stone hands crossed in front of the door, sealing the ward firmly.

Now, only Hoffa and Riddle remained in the ward.