Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

After speaking, the two came to the edge of the black lake of the school.

The winter of 1939 was really cold, and the temperature was probably around minus 20 degrees. It was so cold that Hoffa even missed the future greenhouse climate.

At this moment, the Black Lake is completely frozen, and the ice surface is like quenched steel, indestructible.

Standing on the edge of the frozen lake, Hoffa could see the bright white moon in the mountains in the distance. The whole world showed a dim gray under this white moon.

I didn't feel it when I read it in the previous life. After I came to reality, Hoffa felt the vastness of this lake, at least tens of kilometers in area.

"Where are those ancient people buried?" Hoffa asked, turning his head.

"Island in the lake." Osivia pointed to a little spot that was almost invisible in the distance and asked, "Do you know how to skate?"

"what?"

Hoffa was shocked.

"We can slide over."

Osivia said calmly: "It's too slow to walk over."

"Roller Skating Club."

Hoffa said dryly.

Osivia stepped on the ice, and suddenly a sharp ice skate appeared under her black leather boots. This made her taller, who was already tall.

Seeing the ice skate, Hoffa raised his forehead.

"Well, I won't."

"I teach you that our speed will increase a lot after learning."

Osivia squatted down involuntarily, and his wand tapped Hoffa's foot.

An ice skate appeared under Hoffa's feet, and he immediately grew about a centimeter taller.

Osivia waved his magic wand again, and the snow on the lake scattered to both sides, leaking the smooth ice.

She stepped on the ice and said to Hoffa.

"bring it on."

Seeing her walking so easily, Hoffa thought it shouldn't be difficult, so he walked onto the ice.

However, the next second, he fell to the ground sturdily, pushing his **** and sliding his face to Osivia's feet, as embarrassed as stepping on soap while running in a bathhouse.

Osivia's lips twitched, depressingly: "As a person of Eastern descent, your balance is too bad."

"I am not Russian."

Hoffa sat on the ground angrily and grabbed a snowball and threw it over.

"Russia?"

Osivia slid to the left, avoiding the snowball very lightly. "What are you talking about. Strictly speaking, I am Ukrainian."

"Is there a difference?" Hoffa got up. "It's all the Soviet Union."

He staggered, stepping on his ice skates and took a step forward carefully.

This time he swayed again, the whole person lost his balance, his legs were about to fall over, Osivia quickly floated over and grabbed Hoffa's arm.

"You don't seem to be good at anything other than Transfiguration."

She looked at Hoffa with scrutinizing eyes.

"you shut up."

Hoffa struggled to push Osivia away: "It sounds like you can learn it the first time you skate..."

Boom! !

Hoffa, who took two steps, fell loudly.

Ten minutes later, after paying the price of falling a dozen times in a row, Hoffa, who was covered in snow, finally reluctantly stood up, bent over, opened his hands, and walked on the ice without beauty.

Osivia was slowly kicking her legs beside him, leaving nicks on the ice like a swan, her long black hair slowly flicking behind her head, and the white snow scattered under her feet.

She seemed to be in a good mood today, maybe it was the reason for finding the clue, maybe it was interesting to watch Hoffa wrestling, and she said a little bit more than usual.

"Do you want me to help you?" she said, "I will help you a lot faster."

Hoffa: "You are helping me if you don't speak."

"I am a brother, you look a lot like him."

Osivia said suddenly.

"Wow, it's an honor," Hoffa said.

"Stubborn, arrogant, but not bad in nature." Osivia said.

"He's in Durmstrang?" Hoffa asked staggeringly.

"he died."

Hoffa almost fell and moved.

"I'm sorry," Hoffa said.

"It's okay, it's been a long time, I almost forget what he looked like."

Osivia's voice lowered, returning to the usual indifference and seriousness.

The two slid forward again, and Hoffa gradually became familiar with the skills of ice skating, and the speed became faster. He can finally barely straighten his waist.

"where is your family?"

Seeing Osivia not speaking, Hoffa asked again: "Except for his father and brother."

"There are a few uncles from far away."

As they spoke, the two moved away from the shore of the lake, and the outline of Hogwarts Tower gradually blurred.

"Where is your mother, does she trust you to come to England?"

"Dead, when giving birth to my brother, don't ask irrelevant questions."

"Well."

Hoffa's jerky ice skating skills gradually became proficient, and he was almost able to walk normally on the lake. But the corner of his eye has been locked on Osivia's face.

Perceive his gaze.

"Concentrate on work." Osivia emphasized again.

At this moment, a burst of bright light flashed behind him, and a few seconds later, a faint explosion sounded.

Hoffa turned his head and found that it was Hogwarts Castle who started to set off Christmas fireworks. Some colorful colors exploded in distant places, adding some color to this white-gray world.

Hoffa thought for a while, pointed behind him and said, "Look, snake-shaped fireworks."

Osivia looked back and did not find the so-called snake-shaped fireworks. These fireworks are all ordinary spherical.

She said, "Where is... Um."

As soon as he turned his head, Hoffa suddenly grabbed the ice area and smeared it on his face. He smiled, "Merry Christmas, Senior Sister."

Osivia, who was covered with snowflakes, was stunned in place and became a big painted face. Even the entire bun was rubbed and loosened by Hoffa, spreading from the front of the forehead.

Her expression twitched a few times, and then, the fluttering fine snow gathered into a ball in her hands. She slammed a snowball back on Hoffa's face and said calmly, "Call me Professor."

Hoffa touched the snow residue on his face and took a deep breath. The mental force field controlled the surrounding snow to transform into a snowball and floated beside him.

"No, only smart people can be honored as professors."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and dozens of snowballs flew towards Osivia like lightning.

Osivia kicked the ice and moved more than 20 meters horizontally, avoiding the snowball.

But Hoffa's mental force field still manipulated the snowball, and chased it up like a tracking missile.

Osivia smiled and shook her head. "It's too weak."

After she finished speaking, all the snowballs exploded in mid-air and turned into snowflakes in the sky.

Hoffa's mental field was blocked by her, and then, under her manipulation, the fluttering snow quickly turned into a huge snowball.

"Uh......"

Hoffa looked at the formed snowball in the sky, stumbled back several steps, and entered a state of meditation.

The surrounding snow suddenly spread, and gathered in front of him, forming a thick snow wall in the blink of an eye.

boom! !

A huge snowball with a diameter of nearly two meters hit the snow wall, forming a huge snowdrift like an avalanche.

Hoffa laughed, and the snowdrift seemed to be alive, turning into a fat snowman six meters high, rushing towards Osivia.

Osivia squinted, the running fat snowman suddenly broke off his legs, fell to the ground and started to fall apart. She once again blocked Hoffa's transformation technique.

Hoffa's palms were closed, and the snowmen scattered on the ground quickly became small snowmen the size of house elves, and there were dozens of them.

One by one they rubbed the snowballs and smashed them at Osivia.

However, after the snowballs hit Osivia's body, they passed through without hindrance.

It's just an illusion.

"Ah oh."

Hoffa, who found that he had hit the phantom, ran away, while the real Osivia rushed over from the other side.

Hoffa took a sharp turn and stumbled to start his escape on the ice. In the beginning, Hoffa's speed was barely able to keep a distance from Osivia, but soon, he was not good at skateboarding, and he was caught up by the extremely fast Osivia.

She buckled Hoffa's shoulder firmly while sliding at high speed. Standing on one leg, the other kick hit Hoffa's calf, Hoffa staggered and fell to the ground, Osivia raised his eyebrows and let go.

But Hoffa clasped her forearm quickly.

Osivia's face changed.

Hoffa laughed, fell to the ground and dragged her to the ground at the same time, the frozen lake, the two of them rolled on the ice for several times before they could stop.

Hoffa was crushed on the snow.

Osivia straightened up abruptly, covered in snow, panting and breathing white mist, she stood up straight on Hoffa's shoulders: "You have to call me a professor."

"That won't work, senpai." Hoffa laughed. You just won skating, but you didn't win the transformation. "

At this moment, Osivia's black hair fell on Hoffa's face in a mess. She shook her head and said, "I didn't try my best."

"Neither do I, and I'm six years younger than you."

Hoffa tilted his head. "Are you better than me when you were twelve?"

Osivia was taken aback, then slowly shook her head: "I am Animagus who learned at the age of thirteen."

"Ha, but so."

Hoffa sneezed: "By the way, your hair got into my nostrils."

"But so..."

Osivia tucked her hair and stared at Hoffa, the pear vortex gradually disappearing from her face.

"Merry Christmas, Hoffa Bach."

"Speaking nicely, you always look depressed."

After being silent for a while, Osivia straightened up, knelt down on the snow, looked at the distance and asked, "Do you believe there are ghosts?"

"Ghosts, do you mean ghosts? There are many in the school..."

"The last year." Osivia interrupted Hoffa.

"When I think of my family again. I sometimes even think that they are actually free from many things. Wars, conspiracies, killings, sometimes I am very lucky. When they left, there was no pain..."

"Ahem." Hoffa didn't know how to pick up the stubble at all, he could only cough twice.

"Uh...I think... still concentrate on work..."

Click.

There was a strange clicking sound in the ear.

Asking Hoffa to look sideways, the ice on the side of his face had cracked a small line for some reason.

Eh......

Hoffa was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the lines of the pattern became two lines, two lines became four lines, and four lines became eight lines. The creaking sound was endless, and the cracks spread out like a spider web, and the speed was extremely fast.

After the mental field was swept away, Hoffa lay on the ice, looking back at Osivia in a daze:

"Senior sister, can you swim?"

"what?"

Hoffa said palely, "This piece of ice is only five centimeters thick."

As soon as the voice fell, the ice behind him suddenly shattered completely.

Hoffa instantly fell into the dark lake below.

The turbulent waves swallowed his body in an instant. He couldn't swim, and he fell straight down the lake. This feels terrible like never before.