Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

After the crazy Norber Hagrid disappeared into the fog, Hagrid, who was only eleven years old, stood at the door, looking at the direction of his father's disappearance, with his mouth wide open, like a goose.

Seeing that he was like a duck separated from his mother, Aglaia couldn't bear it, so she walked to Hagrid and asked, "How are you?"

Hagrid was frightened and leaned against the wall, shaking like chaff.

"What do you want to do?"

He was so frightened that Aglaia had no idea. Unconsciously, she became a villain who snatched money and bullied other people's fathers.

She wanted to ask what happened to Hagrid and why she was so fearful.

But she also knew that she had only met him twice, and it was completely a stranger's relationship. Asking this kind of question would only make him more frightened.

For a while, Aglaia was caught in a dilemma, so she asked Hoffa: "This is the schoolboy in your mouth."

"That's right," Hoffa said.

"Does he have giant blood?"

Hoffa nodded and said nothing. For some reason, he suddenly wanted to leave here, leaving here alone.

"How old are you" Aglaia asked Hagrid, turning his head.

The tall boy on the ground glanced at Aglaia in panic, then at Hoffa in horror, without answering, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Aglaia was a little confused, and she took a step forward: "Hey, I'm talking to you, how old are you, have you received a letter from Hogwarts?"

Hagrid pressed his palm against the wall, forcibly squeezing out a smile that was more ugly than crying, his eyes floated to the door, his steps moved, as if he wanted to escape from here.

But his thoughts were seen through by Aglaia, and Aglaia moved a step to the right, blocking the escape route.

She akimbo: "Why don't you answer my question."

"Ten and eleven years old." Hagrid's voice stammered, his face pale as paper, and it seemed that just a few simple words would exhaust all his energy.

"Have you received a letter from Owl?" Aglaia asked.

Hagrid, who is 1.9 meters tall, nodded weakly. He shrank his neck, as if trying to make himself look inconspicuous, but he was too arrogant, which just made him look extra funny.

Aglaia rolled his eyes: "Okay, no one will eat you."

After that, she shook her head and said, "You can't get Ravenclaw in this way."

After speaking, she put her magic wand into her trouser pocket and said to Hoffa, "I'll tell you something."

Hoffa: "What's the matter"

Aglaia lowered his voice: "We should take him away. What if his crazy father never comes back, he is only eleven years old."

Hoffa stood there looking at the big boy with a little embarrassment, and took him away.

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Hey wait, I have already brought one person, why should I bring another person? Reason says: one more person is more trouble, and if one more trouble, the system reward will be received one day later, why should I bring another person .

Then, the voice in his brain became a bit louder.

Why can't I always do what I want to do? Why should I stay with a trouble? Why don't I stop and think rationally

Then, as if talking to himself, the answer surfaced.

This is obviously wartime. I don’t go to the wizard’s secret realm to improve my strength. Instead, I waste time in such a place. What am I doing?

The thoughts split like a virus and took over his consciousness in a blink of an eye.

Hoffa was agitated, and clasped Agleia's wrist, looking very crisp, pulling her to go out.

Aglaia was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

Hoffa: "Why are you staying here? The money is paid back."

"Wait a minute." Aglaia pushed Hoffa away.

"Why, harp," Hoffa said displeased. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Don't worry, do you know the way?" Aglea asked rhetorically.

Hoffa was silent.

"Run around without knowing the road" Aglaia glared at him, then turned and looked up at Hagrid, "Hey, may I ask, do you know where Heilzburg is?"

Hagrid nodded, with a weak voice, "Knowledge."

Aglaia: "Where"

"Thirty kilometers north to the north will be there."

"Mind if you take us there" she asked immediately.

Ruberhager was shocked. Instead of looking at Aglaia, he looked at Hoffa's face. He stepped back two steps, bumping the pots and pans clinking behind him.

However, he hadn't spoken yet, Hoffa first stood in front of Aglaia with his arms folded.

"No, I won't take him." Hoffa objected.

"Why" said Aglaia, "we don't know Lu, because he knows the location of Healdsburg, doesn't he"

"We don't need a guide, didn't he just tell us the way" Hoffa said sternly.

"Then how can someone else lead the way smoothly"

"Do not."

Hoffa refused, and he grabbed Agleia's wrist: "Do you believe me or not?"

Aglaia frowned: "What's the matter with you"

Hoffa: "What's wrong with me? Look what's wrong with you, trafficker, you?"

Aglaia's tone was stagnant, his eyes widened, as if he wanted to see some flowers on Hoffa's face.

Hoffa shook his head and said, "Listen, Aglaia, this guy is obviously having a psychological problem, and now we can't help it. It's not advisable to bring a stranger at this time."

Aglaia glanced at Hagrid sitting on the ground embarrassedly, and said in a low voice, "In case something should happen."

"This has something to do with you," Hoffa interrupted and asked, "What's the matter with your overflowing sympathy? He has his own father. Can you control it?"

After he finished speaking, Aglaia lost his voice, but the temperature on his face gradually began to drop.

Hoffa: "You don't want to think about the worst. We still have jobs, the jobs in front of us."

Aglaia turned his head and saw Hagrid's trembling body. He lowered his head, not daring to look at them at all.

"Look, take him away, you can be responsible for the accident." Hoffa pointed to Hagrid and said rationally: "Let a father go home and find no children. Do you call this mercy? This is a rift."

Aglaia smiled, and Hoffa saw that her face was starting to turn something wrong. He had a bad hunch, but he didn't want to change it. He hasn't thought about himself for a long time. He needs to think rationally about what he should do.

"What the **** is going on with you" Aglaia took a deep breath and asked, "Why don't you care about him at all."

Hoffa: "Are you going or not?"

Aglaia: "If you don't make it clear, I won't leave."

After being silent for a while, he began to feel irritable, and his insistence made him feel very annoying.

Why this woman has been antagonistic to herself since the first day we met.

Hoffa said coldly: "You said I don't care, do you care about the people in the hospital, your mother, the Muggle soldier."

"What do you mean."

"I said, you don't actually care about others."

"Why didn't I care." Aglaia couldn't believe it.

In the air, an unknown emotion began to brew, and an invisible crack began to appear. Every shortcoming of Aglaia began to magnify in Hoffa's eyes.

He felt that some emotions began to spill out of his brain, and although he had tried his best to balance, he lost his stability.

"It's not easy to bring you, you won't bring anyone anymore."

"It's not easy anymore" Aglaia gritted his teeth, "what are you talking about?"

"I just state a fact."

"Who do you think I am?" Aglaia grabbed Hoffa by the collar, the muscles on his excited face twitching. She gritted her teeth, "Just say anything."

"It's enough for you to be happy anyway, isn't it?" Hoffa said slightly sarcastically, "but I have to clean up the mess for your willfulness."

"Happiness is enough, haha" Aglaia put his hands on his hips, then put down his hands again, pointing to Hoffa tremblingly with nowhere to rest:

"You think I'm here to make a fortune in the war. You think I'm looking for you for excitement. That's what you think, isn't it?"

Hoffa did not answer.

"Do you think I am exactly the same as the people in those castles?" When she said this, her voice had completely changed.

"Isn't it?" Hoffa's voice did not fluctuate. "They are your family, what's the difference."

At this moment, all the fog outside the house stopped flowing, the glass on the dilapidated hut suddenly all shattered, and the glass splashed in all directions. Hagrid curled up on the ground and hugged his head in horror, and the unstable magical fluctuations disrupted. Hoffa's hair.

"Then you are ready to go, who forced you to be here"

Aglaia roared, her face flushed, and she pushed Hoffa away with a furious palm, turned her head and strode out, and disappeared into the mist in the blink of an eye.

Hoffa stood there, eyes wide open. There was no expression at all.

He could hardly control his complex emotions, which were mixed with too many unknown reasons, disappointment, restlessness, invigoration, and freedom, which could not be described at all.

After taking a few deep breaths and working on the meditation, for the first time, he couldn't calm down at all.

He akimbo and swayed in place a few times.

After a while, Hoffa finally stopped spinning. He gradually calmed down, and the waves in his mind subsided.

He quarreled with Aglaia again.

Maybe it's time to do this long ago, if she gets killed by her, how to deal with it indifferently.

He looked at Ruberhagrid, and the boy shrank and hid in the corner. The dispute that just broke out between Hoffa and Aglaia made him terrified.

The expression made Hoffa feel a little bit of compassion in his heart, no matter what, just ask.

"Excuse me, would you like to accompany me to Heilzburg?" Hoffa asked, "When this trip is over, I will take you to Diagon Alley. Then to Hogwarts."

Ruberhaig looked at him in horror, his Adam's apple trembling, and a grin hardly squeezed out: "No, no, no."

Hoffa: "Why, others will bully you when you are here."

Hagrid said hoarsely: "My father, my father, protect me."

Hearing this, Hoffa smiled after a moment of silence: "That's it, I understand."

The other party didn't trust him at all. As far as Hagrid was concerned, perhaps he had been stereotyped as a dangerous mob who broke into a private house. As a result, he was indeed like this.

The result of the negotiation was no different from what he had expected. It was completely useless. He could not take anyone away and could not change the fate of the boy.

Reason tells him that there is no point in entanglement any more.

After making up his mind, he stood up, disappeared into the fog with strides, and left the hut of his childhood Hagrid.

In the dark forest, Hoffa walked, while cursing that he seemed to be getting softer recently. Isn’t it true that the more you grow up, the harder you become?

At this moment, the goal of life became extremely clear, as if there were two hands holding the goal in the silver dinner plate and handed it to him respectfully.

Find the secret realm of wizards and improve your own strength

You should do this.

You must do this.

You have been off target for a long time.

Reason said so, said proud.

Hoffa shook his head vigorously and threw all the shadows of Aglaia and Hagrid out of his mind.

"These are obstacles to achieving goals."

He said to himself, it seemed that thinking like this would make him feel better.

He walked north without squinting, but the corner of his eye was locked on the side of the road.

For some reason, deep in his heart, he vaguely felt that Aglaia might be waiting for him somewhere, and perhaps their relationship would have room for reversal.

But his rationality told himself that the other party was just a young girl who was full of stimulating life. She was impulsive, naive, and disobedient. She is not suitable for being her own friend, and a friend should always unite with her.

The more he thought about it, the faster his pace became.

Forget it, don't care about her, why she loves to go. As Reason said, let her get into trouble by herself.

But the more he thought about it, the anxiety in his heart spread like a shadow, like a bird locked in a cage, struggling desperately.

Walked for ten minutes.

Hoffa stopped abruptly. There were signs of struggle in large swaths on the ground, and some people had released many spells here.

Something is wrong.

Aglaia did not show up for a long time, something abnormal, she was just a second-year student who had just graduated, and she didn’t have a flying broom, and she couldn’t apparate, how could she run so fast

Hoffa slowly turned his body and narrowed his eyes.

Following the traces of the struggle, he came to a big broken tree. It seemed to be broken in two by something heavy, and a branch on the tree attracted his attention.

On the branch hung a torn piece of **** shirt.

Staring at the fragment for a few seconds, Hoffa stretched out his hand to pick up the fragment, warmed it up, and was torn off for no more than ten seconds.

This is Aglaia's clothes

He snorted first, is this guy using bitter tricks to lure himself into looking for her

I want to be beautiful.

Hoffa put away the cloth strips, turned and walked north without hesitation. Just after taking a step, he stepped on a pit.

Hoffa looked down at his feet. The big paw print was almost ten times the size of his own foot. It was deeply imprinted in the soil, and there was a piece of cloth inside.