Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Hoffa looked into the room, and from a distance he could see Aglaia with his back to him, her silver hair scattered like a waterfall.

There are two maids beside her, standing beside her, changing her headwear.

Aglaia’s room was light yellow in color, not as ostentatious as the hall downstairs. Although it was large in size, it only had a purple bed, and the rest was actually the bookshelf.

Only the dressing table in front of Aglaia can truly reflect her identity as a girl.

If the picture downstairs makes Hoffa feel like a social ball in the nineteenth century, then this picture makes him feel as if he had come before the industrial revolution in the eighteenth century.

Perceiving the movement at the door, the two maids turned their heads, only to see a strange-looking teenager standing at the door.

It was a teenager with gray hair and pale golden eyes. He was wearing a black dress, a bow tie, and a pocket watch. There was a silver stud on his ear and his expression was indifferent.

Aglaia almost didn't laugh when he saw the reflection in the mirror. But immediately she returned to seriousness and seriousness.

"Go out, this is my friend, I am looking for something to do with him."

Aglaia spoke with restraint to the two maids next to her.

The tone and voice were so dignified that Hoffa felt incredible.

How did this guy speak in this tone when he was in school? Every day, it's either bluff or bluff or "Hogwarts is a school of rubbish".

The two maids put down their headgear and drifted past Hoffa with curious eyes.

Bang bang.

The door closed and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Aglaia stood up and turned around.

In a large room.

She wore a lavender dress and crystal clear high heels, a silver half-moon headdress, and white gloves on both hands, placed on her lower abdomen, with her collarbone and shoulders exposed, as dignified as a princess of a kingdom.

That momentum made Hoffa not know what to say for a while. Compared to last year, she has grown taller, even if she is still a little taller than herself. If she was still a girl last year, she can indeed be called a girl today, and certain characteristics of women are gradually becoming apparent in her.

He just felt as if he had returned to the first time he saw her at the 9 and 3/4 station two years ago, and he was very surprised.

It's just the same, the surprise this time did not last for three seconds.

I saw an arc of her mouth grinning, and then...

"Hahahaha......!!!"

Aglaia pointed to Hoffa and laughed out loud.

Hoffa was caught off guard by the rapid changes in the style of painting.

"You wear... a bow tie... my God, they actually put you in this kind of clothes from twenty years ago... Hahahahaha!"

She cupped her belly and laughed.

Hoffa shrugged, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing.

Only then did he confirm that the other party was his energetic classmate at Hogwarts.

He walked into the room, sat down on the other person's bed, pulled the bow-like thing from his throat, and then threw the meaningless pocket watch aside.

"You can do it," Hoffa said. "Leave me in the hospital for a month. Seeing you once is the same as seeing Churchill."

"Do you think I want to?"

Aglaia kicked off the high heels, jumped on the bed barefoot, and sighed wildly and exaggeratedly.

"Ah!! I really have had enough. My mother shut me up for a whole month this summer, and didn't let me go out for a month, so I won't let me go any further!"

Hoffa was surprised: "Why?"

"Fighting, dead, she thinks that there is a war outside, maybe I will be kidnapped, torn, shot and so on when I go out. Oh my god, if I hold back I will be crazy, and I will get depression if I don't go crazy!"

She hadn't seen Hoffa for a long time, and when they met, she vomited bitterly. He also pulled out a few summer vacation plan sheets her mother had given her from the bedside table to show Hoffa, and Hoffa saw that there were only three things on it.

Get up, eat, and sleep.

"Your mother was right..." Hoffa said with some glee.

"Oh, oh, don't talk about me yet."

Aglaia threw the list irritably, crawled over from the bed, and excitedly pressed it to Hoffa’s ear: "I heard that you injured the hospital man. It is still severely disabled! How does it feel, it hurts? Boss Bian?"

When she asked this, her eyes glowed, as if Hoffa had done something extraordinary.

"Dead, if it wasn't for the hapless position you assigned me, would I do that kind of thing?" Hoffa was angry.

"Yeah, you still rely on me."

Aglaia thumped Hoffa: "Don't you always belong to Mr. Good, why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

"You are ashamed to say that I have a bad temper."

Hoffa sneered.

She grinned: "There is an Oriental dialect how to say it, close to Zhu is red, close to ink is black, right?"

"Know a lot and know proverbs."

What Hoffa thought of, his expression was solemn. "I want to resign."

As soon as Aglaia heard this, the smile on his face gradually narrowed: "Ha, what are you talking about?"

"I said, I want to resign." Hoffa repeated.

Aglaia sat upright and knelt on the bed with a serious expression: "Why resign? Didn't you agree to me?"

"St. Mungo's hospital system is not suitable for me, I don't want to work in it." Hoffa spread his hands and jumped off the bed: "The hospital makes me panic.

"You hold it back, I'm holding it back!" Aglaia said angrily.

Hoffa said lightly: "What can you hold back, put on makeup, receive gifts, and enjoy the popularity of hundreds of people."

Aglaia narrowed his eyes and looked at Hoffa with his arms folded: "What do you mean?"

"No, I will complain."

"Do you think I thought about this birthday?"

Aglaia whispered in disdain, "It's just that my mother finds a reason to gather those family members who don't usually contact with each other."

"Your mother?"

"Ok."

Aglaia sat cross-legged on the bed, not a lady at all. "Elise De La Cess."

Hoffa came to her dressing table with his hand and picked up a photo.

In the photo, there is about six-year-old Aglaia holding a ball with a runny nose. Next to her is a woman sitting cross-legged on the grass, smiling, but there are still only two women.

"Where is your father?" Hoffa asked.

"He? I almost never met him."

"I saw him send you off last year..."

"That was the only time I saw him in my life."

Aglaia said indifferently: "He is a half-elf, always wandering outside, this is how my hair comes from."

Hoffa let out the picture, and felt a little uncomfortable at first. She looks like a rich second-generation girl, but she turns out to be a little girl from a single-parent family, no wonder her temper is so perverse.

Aglaia: "Anyway, if there is a problem with the hospital, I let you go. If you are not willing to help even this, that would be too interesting."

"I've scrapped people." Hoffa said lightly.

"If you give it up, you will give it up, Bolton kind of person, I wanted to beat him a long time ago, his nephew harassed me more than 20 times during the summer vacation."

"You borrowed a knife to kill someone?"

"Bah, why do you say so ugly."

"No, I still have to resign."

"Why are you so hard to speak?" Aglaia was anxious.

Hoffa shook his head. He thought that half of the summer vacation had passed, and he didn't even get an upgrade fragment. I'm so sorry to stay in Saint Mungo.

Aglaia: "Then you say, I let you go, what do you want to do?"

"tourism."

Hoffa picked up a better argument.

"Why are you like that guy Miranda!?"

Aglaia rubbed her hair angrily. "As soon as the summer vacation came, I ran without a shadow."

"Your birthday, isn't she coming?"

"Hmph, she has gone to New Zealand, and she is probably hanging out with a Maori wizard now."

"Oh my God."

Hoffa groaned, this is probably Ravenclaw's traits, he always has a unique energy in him.

"So, resignation is not allowed."

Aglaia akimbo: "I can agree to your other requirements, but you are not allowed to resign.

"You're sick, it's not easy to hire someone to take care of the hospital. Why do I have to do it? I don't want to stay in the hospital." Hoffa did not waver.

Aglaia was taken aback, and asked, "Is it just not staying in the hospital?"

"I don't want to stay in the hospital." Hoffa emphasized.

Aglaia immediately came to the spirit, she jumped to the ground barefoot, her hands behind her back, mysteriously came to Hoffa's side, with a hippy smile.

Hoffa took a step back and said vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Aglaia gave Hoffa a blank look and said, "I've guessed you can't sit still."

"and then?"

She looked around like a thief, then held her mouth and pressed it to Hoffa's ear: "I have a plan."

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