Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The sky was full of abnormal fog that kept rolling, like a harbinger of doom, and rubble rolled on the ground. The dark clouds completely obscured the moonlight, making people unable to see a trace of light and hope.

Transformation teacher Osivia stumbled, clutching her forearm, and ran towards Hogwarts Castle. Her forehead was in cold sweat, one arm was bent into three sections, and her left leg was also broken.

As she approached the hunting ground, she threw herself to the ground. The severe physical pain made her hardly able to walk, but at this time, her mind was unusually clear.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of her father, thinking that it was probably the same scene when he was escaping in the Siberian ice field.

This is probably the lowest moment in her life, but it is also the moment when she can understand life best.

For many times in the past, she was immersed in the pain that her family had suffered and couldn't help herself. She always tries to feel the suffering of her family, dreaming that the suffering should be borne by herself.

But when she herself actually suffered the same pain, she discovered that there was something more important than these pains.

That is the goal.

She thought of her father Constantine, but found that he was accomplishing his goal until the end of his life.

Compared with the goal of life, those external pains can only be described in this way.

A life with a purpose does not care about pain. Seeing the brightly lit castle in the distance, she suddenly felt relieved. The ghosts of the family burned in her heart and turned into strength, motivating her to stand up and march forward.

She must send back the news of the rebirth of the first principal.

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At Hogwarts School, Miranda and Aglea are dragging heavy suitcases and following a group of students out. When they walked outside, they saw the sky with flying sand and rocks outside.

Miranda did not choose to follow up. She pulled Aglaia and narrowed her eyes slightly: "Did you feel it?"

Aglaia: "What do you feel?"

Miranda slowly took off her glasses, and the soft lines on her face were cut as cold as a knife:

"It's the same as the day when school started, oppressive, terrifying, wanton, crazy. There are guys here and want to come out. Terrible, terrible guy."

Aglaia reacted quickly: "The half-man king, it's still you."

"I didn't joking with you." Miranda turned her head coldly, "Do you have any magic restoration potions?"

Aglaia: "No, I forgot."

"No?"

Miranda's arm trembled slightly, and she said anxiously: "You didn't know that guy Hoffa, who has magical powers like a dragon, without magical powers is almost as useless as Muggles.

Aglaia stomped: "How do I know that this guy suddenly got up after lying in bed for a month, looking for a half-human king... There is no sign at all!"

"Damn it." Miranda gritted her teeth and stopped at the door.

Aglaia thought for a moment: "Then what should we do, shall we help him now?"

"I don't know where people are, how can I help?"

Miranda's face gradually became gloomy.

At this moment, Aglaia suddenly looked at her, and she pushed Miranda abruptly, "Look."

Following Aglaia's fingers, she raised her head. Seeing a figure staggered out of the black fog, but a transformation teacher in a dark green robe, at this moment, she was dragging her right leg, in a very bad state.

"Professor Romanoff?"

Miranda frowned and pulled Aglea forward quickly.

"You...you are friends of Hoffa, what are you doing here?"

Aglaia: "I will be evacuated from the school tomorrow. We are helping the school move things."

Eyes swept across Osivia's legs and arms, and Aglaia was startled: "Hey, Professor, what's the matter with your body?"

Miranda squatted down without saying a word, and touched Osivia's calf with her fingers. While groping, she quickly chanted the recovery spell.

Being held on the broken part, Osivia's face twitched with pain, but her tone was very stable:

"Hurry up, find Dumbledore and let him go to Black Lake immediately."

"What's wrong, what happened?"

"Hoffa's life is in danger," Osivia said. "The real half-man king is under the Black Lake."

Miranda gave a finger.

Aglaia hissed, and took a breath: "What did you say? Really..."

"Needless to say." Miranda interrupted her. "Where is Dumbledore?"

Aglaia: "I don't know. It seems that the Dean and the Ministry of Magic have a meeting tonight, but I have seen the Minister of Magic. Maybe we should go to him."

"No, we should go to Dumbledore." Miranda rejected Aglaia's suggestion.

Aglaia's tone was a little excited: "Miranda, it's about Hoffa's life. The school is almost paralyzed. We must find someone who can talk to solve this matter."

"Hey, the school is not closed yet!" Miranda pressed Aglaia's shoulder. "You think the people at the Ministry of Magic will believe what you say. They will believe nothing. Maybe they would like to see the school destroyed. Drop!"

"Don't fight."

Osivia said weakly.

"The matter is very urgent, and it cannot be solved by one person. You two, find one of you, gather all the people you can find, and don't let the crowd spread out."

"how about you?"

Asked Miranda.

"I notified the Auror and asked them to protect the students and evacuate to a safe place in the school."

"Great."

Miranda nodded to Aglea, and the two ran in the same direction.

But the two girls had just run without a step, when a bright light in the distance illuminated their side faces. The two stopped and looked out. In the direction of Heihu, an orange-red mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

After two seconds, a bang came suddenly.

The ground began to tremble, and the pieces of glass on the castle tower shattered.

The two girls bent down abruptly.

Aglaia: "What's the situation...?"

Osivia paled: "Quickly, find a place to hide."

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On the heights of Hogwarts Tower, the tenth-floor principal meeting room.

There was a faint silver frost and bright silver light in the air, and a bright silver phoenix was lying on the conference table, seeming to be dozing off.

The four deans sat at the side of the conference table with a solemn expression.

A bald, capable middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a red scarf was sitting in the main seat. He was holding parchment in his hand and was signing a pile of documents.

It was Leonard Spencer Muen, the newly appointed Minister of Magic for about half a year.

Behind him are two strong Aurors who are more than two meters tall, and behind the two Aurors are three creatures with black cloaks who are more than three meters tall and whose heads are almost reaching the ceiling.

The creature floated in mid-air, and the tattered cloak underneath it automatically without wind, revealing the pale, dry and rotten arms lurking under it.

In the air, some free matter slowly drifted into the black cloak.

It was actually three dementors.

In the conference room, the atmosphere is extremely cold and solemn.

After signing the document, the capable middle-aged man wearing the red scarf pushed the parchment paper forward, and looked at the opposite side with his fingers crossed, and said lightly: "Signed, Albus, we can execute the student evacuation after signing. ."

Looking at the parchment on the smooth table top, Albus Dumbledore pushed his glasses and said softly, "Leonard, I think, wait a minute."

"What can I wait for the established matters? Now that the war in Europe is tight, I don't have time to wrestle with you here."

Dumbledore looked at the stack of papers in front of him, and said, "It's not time yet, and the prescribed evacuation time is the day after tomorrow."

The Minister of Magic in a black robe said: "The sooner the better, isn't it? Do you still expect a miracle to happen?"

After he finished speaking, the three tall dementors behind him squeezed their chests slightly, as if they wanted to pull something away.

But at the conference table, the silver phoenix raised his head and glanced slightly, and the three dementors sank again.

Dumbledore coughed, "The law gives me a certain amount of time to consider, and I want to spend this time waiting for a miracle."

Leonard took a sip of coffee: "Albus, you and I have been together for many years, so I won't talk nonsense. With all due respect, this is meaningless. The education decree has been signed, and the destiny of this school is beyond your control. "

"The rules are set by people. After all, this world is a human world."

Dumbledore looked out the window, "If I can, I would rather have hope."

"enough!"

The Minister of Magic slammed the table and stood up.

"Life is not a philosophical speech, Albus..."

A gleam of light interrupted his words.

The Minister of Magic turned his head abruptly, only to see a blaze in the distance.

Albus Dumbledore stood up suddenly and looked into the distance. Even the silver phoenix on the table raised his head suddenly.

The cups on the table began to buzz and vibrate indefinitely.

Dumbledore gave orders without hesitation.

"Horace, hurry up to evacuate the students in the hall and take them to the deepest basement in Slytherin.

"Meles, you lead all the prefects and me out to activate the school's emergency shield."

The Minister of Magic asked sharply: "What's the situation!?"

He had just finished speaking, and there was a loud boom in the distance. The fire light completely illuminated the meeting room, and the heads of the three dementors drifted farther back.

Dumbledore opened the door, turned his head and said quickly: "If you don't want to die at Hogwarts, take your Auror and come with me!"

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Mirror the world.

The rough water.

The flames of the explosion skyrocketed, and Hoffa was lying on the lake, pinching Silby tightly, and roaring: "What did you do?"

"You should ask yourself what you chose." Silby laughed loudly: "First here, then outside, you, me, teachers and students at Hogwarts, none of them can run away."

Hoffa strangled him tightly, his heart beating like a huge drum in his chest,

"Are you going to die with the school?"

Silby shook his head: "Life has not only calculations, but also luck, brother. I have tried my best. Even if I die, I will die in my post. This rule is set by me~"

Hoffa's fingers trembled and let go, and he forcibly calmed down.

Can't leave Silby here, but rely on him to wash away Armando's guilt. But you can't stay here, otherwise Hogwarts will be destroyed and everything you have done will be meaningless.

Gritting his teeth, he dragged Silby's leg, picked up the Hogwarts Orb, and ran with all his strength. During the run, his huge metal wings spread out on his back, and his speed became lightning fast.

With a bang, he flew high and jumped off the lake in the sky of fire.

The world reversed, and in the next second, with a splash of water, Hoffa hovered out of the Black Lake like a sharp arrow.

At this moment, the real world has turned into a sea of ​​flames, and the explosion is reaching the center of Hogwarts School.

The power produced by the explosion of 10,000 tons of TNT made Hoffa almost unable to breathe. The oxygen in the air was sucked out, and the temperature was probably more than 100 degrees.

He held his breath, flapped his wings without hesitation, and shot towards Hogwarts Castle, extremely fast.

Over the castle hunting ground, he hovered and turned around.

Crazy explosions came densely from a distance. In the forbidden forest, countless trees rose to the sky, and the city wall built by the Auror at the beginning of school in the distance was turned into mottled fragments in the fiery sea of ​​fire.

Turning his head again, Hoffa heard a loud scream, the sound from the castle. Countless students crowded on the windowsill and doorway of the castle, panicking and running around in panic.

Osivia led other teachers and prefects to rush out of the castle, trying to condense a shield in the air.

"Do you look at them like a flock of sheep?"

High in the sky, Silby pointed at the flustered crowd and asked Hoffa excitedly.

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