Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Looking at the blue eyes of the rabbit, Hoffa understood immediately.

Transfiguration, **** it.

The dragon rider took off his mask and turned Aglaia into a rabbit.

He was almost about to rush to rescue Aglaia, but he couldn't do it, because the rabbit's head was tied with a thin magical thread.

The man set a curse on Aglaia very concealedly, and forcibly seized it, possibly unable to take it away.

What a cautious guy.

Hoffa did not dare to walk directly with the ghosts, he was afraid that the magical fluctuations caused by the ghosts' walks would arouse the other's alertness. The simple encounter just outside had already let him know that the opponent's abilities were far beyond ordinary wizards.

He was lying on the narrow bridge, looking at the scenery casually, and locked himself with the man with only a little light.

The man walked forward calmly while touching the rabbit's head.

In front of him was the group of wizards holding wands and large boxes floating, and he stopped the group of wizards holding wands for delivery.

"Wait."

The group of wizards stopped and looked at the ordinary-looking man before him.

"what is this."

The man pointed to the big metal box and asked, "Why is it so hot around?"

Several wizards with magic wands were taken aback, before they had time to speak, a goblin jumped out of the crowd.

"Hey, stay here and don't hinder our Gringotts from doing things!"

"Oh."

The man murmured and walked sideways.

When he walked sideways, his right hand slid to his waist and touched the handle of the wand.

At the same time, Hoffa, who pretended to look at the scenery on the narrow bridge, also caught the moment when his attention was distracted, and entered the ghost walk.

As soon as the man grabbed the handle of the magic wand with his right hand, he became alert and looked behind him.

Between the lightning and the fire, a figure wandered out of nothingness. Caught the "rabbit" in the man's arms

The man's eyes suddenly zoomed in, and the curse that bound the "rabbit" turned into a sharp steel wire, cutting at Hoffa's finger.

Hoffa's fingers turned into iron hands when they touched the rabbit, and they shone coldly. It was the human body deformation that Osivia taught him.

The steel wire left two white marks on Hoffa's palm, and he grabbed the "rabbit" by the ears.

The man looked at the iron hand stretched out in the void, and reacted extremely quickly. The surrounding space fluctuated violently, and his whole person twisted into a whirlpool.

With a soft crackle, he disappeared in place.

The iron hand also disappeared in place.

In less than 0.1 second, the two played several games, and then both disappeared, as if nothing happened.

The Gringotts goblin who escorted the big iron box seemed to feel something. It turned its head, rubbed its eyes, looked at the place where the man's apparition disappeared, and mumbled.

"Two people? Am I dazzled..."

With a crack, the man apparated onto the narrow bridge above. At this moment, his arms are empty. The "rabbit" was gone, he was lying on the narrow bridge, his brows were furrowed and he looked down the bridge, his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

In his last sight, a gray-haired boy fell quickly. The moment the two eyes met, the boy disappeared into the air and lost his trace.

No matter how he perceives, he can't detect the slightest trace.

"Interesting." He grinned and said lightly.

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In the shadow world, Hoffa spread out his wings on his back, and slid to the ground quickly, and then folded his wings.

Rushing out of the ghost for a stroll, he hugged his arms, his heart beating like a drum, and he looked back as he ran.

The man did not chase.

He ran to a corner full of containers and looked at the shivering rabbit in his arms. The rabbit had a wound on its hind leg and was bleeding.

There is no doubt that this is polymorphism, and it is a very advanced polymorphism. Hoffa touched the rabbit's head and closed his eyes. The mental field covers the rabbit's body.

Gradually, the rabbit's limbs stretched, her head became bigger, and silver hair grew out of her head.

Aglaia had just returned to a human form, and had not fully recovered, so he hugged Hoffa tightly. Teeth quivered.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Hoffa hugged Aglaia and patted her back with his palms, his face pale. If she hadn't reacted quickly enough and had a little understanding of transformation, she would be abducted by that weird person today.

He touched Aglaia's head, and now that head had a pair of rabbit ears, and the opponent's transformation technique Hoffa had not been completely solved.

Obviously, the opponent's attainments in Transfiguration are even higher than his own.

But compared to those rabbit ears, the wound on Aglaia's leg that was caught by the dragon was more important.

He leaned down and tore open the **** wound on the opponent's leg, where there was a two-finger-long opening that was leaking blood.

Aglaia leaned on Hoffa's shoulder and whispered, "There is medicine in the bag."

At this moment, she calmed down. Hoffa immediately opened the bag and took out a lot of bottles and cans from it. Fortunately, he had an internship in St. Mungo for a month and was very familiar with all kinds of trauma medicines. Soon, he found a bottle of Baixian.

He lifted Aglaia's leg and painted Bai Xian on it. As soon as he fell down, Aglaia tensed and took a breath of cold air. The flesh and blood of her wound squirmed quickly and recovered.

"Will the curse be restored?" Hoffa asked. He doesn't have a magic wand, nor can he restore the spell.

Aglaia shook his head: "My wand was taken away."

Hoffa was stunned.

"It's okay, just use the skin lotion."

She drew a small bottle from the pile of bottles and cans and handed it to Hoffa.

Opened the bottle, dripped a few drops of the transparent liquid on her leg.

A white smoke came up with a hiss.

Her wound was like dirty mud, washed away by the medicine, revealing the flawless skin underneath.

The picture looked very comfortable, but the hook-like fingers on her shoulders showed that she was not relaxed.

After a while, Aglaia released her hand, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, and sat aside with her knees hugged. Looking at Hoffa without blinking.

The two sat in a pile of broken boxes at the bottom of the crater and did not speak any more. This reckless journey was not so easy for them. Using this method to reach the end seemed to be as they expected. Slight deviation.

"We should be slower, right?" Aglaia muttered, hugging her knees.

Hoffa raised his head and saw her blue eyes staring at him without blinking. He suddenly noticed that the flow of the whole world seemed to slow down, as if someone had lowered the gears of the world's speed and adjusted his senses very much. sensitive.

He began to smell the faint sulphur smell in the air, and he began to see the colorful glass crystals in the fold-shaped rocks. They looked like authentic gems excavated by the seven dwarfs.

There are some trumpet-shaped flowers blooming on the broad-leaved plants under your feet, and there are some peculiar stamens in the flowers. Those stamens are slowly twisting, which looks quite enchanting.

He didn't pay attention to these things just now, but now he just noticed, even the goblins walking around became cute.

Curious about the magical mystery, Hoffa thought, why I didn't even appreciate it just now.

He really wants to sit here for an hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, not to think about the messy things, even the rewards that come with the system itself, he doesn't really want to get it.

"Heilzburg, I heard that this wizarding town was less than ten years old since the world was founded."

Hoffa noticed the look in the other person's eyes, pointed around with some embarrassment, and asked, "What kind of stones are these."

Aglaia followed Hoffa's finger and said: "Maimeiqi rock, olivine is phenocryst, the matrix is ​​black volcanic glass, and sometimes contains a small amount of titanium pyroxene crystallites."

Hoffa didn't know what she was talking about, but unexpectedly, after experiencing that kind of fear, he didn't even mind the other party saying something unnutritious.

But Aglaia did not show off his knowledge reserves as usual. After speaking, he looked at Hoffa. His eyes made Hoffa a little feverish. He immediately pointed to another different stone and asked: "That What is it?"

Aglaia glanced at it: "Pirite, often found at the bottom of the basalt series, often coexists with picrite basalt. Most of the rocks have a porphyritic structure."

Hoffa couldn't understand a word, he slapped haha ​​quickly, and echoed: "Yeah, yeah, the bells and whistles are beautiful."

"Well, most of the phenocrysts are olivine, and there are also a small amount of pyroxene. Plagioclase, hornblende, and metallic minerals, so they look good in color."

"Really, uh, haha."

Hoffa laughed dryly.

He couldn't find anything, and he had already guessed what Aglaia wanted to ask.

Sure enough, she asked: "What happened to you when you were in that half-giant's house?"

Hoffa shivered, his hair on his body stood up, and an electric current numbed him from his head to the soles of his feet.

The previous quarrel made him wonder how to face each other. Although he rescued Aglaia, he still lingered on that fear.

Not only was she afraid of being taken away, but also she was inexplicably cold after fear, because when the weird and cold broke out at that time, he didn't even know it.

Presumably seeing the embarrassment of his friend, Aglaia smiled and wiped Hoffa's forehead with his hand: "Did you roll in the mud?"

Hoffa just shook his head, avoiding her palm, his rare gentleness made him very ashamed.

"I'm sorry..." he whispered.

"I know that's not you." Aglaia interrupted Hoffa. She sat a little closer and said, "I thought of it not long after running. You are so strange."

Hoffa didn't answer, not only did she feel unreal, but he didn't feel extremely strange. And he knew instinctively that the problem was not solved.

I just dealt with it briefly at the time, and God knows if I will relapse.

Aglaia sat a little closer and wiped the dust off Hoffa's head with gauze. She asked, "Is it because of the egg?"

Hoffa jerked his head up: "You know."

"I don't know." Aglaia sighed. "I'm not an omniscient person."

She paused and said, "But you can always see some weird things, don't you? It was like this last year, and you were like that the year before, I know it's not that simple. The one that arrives is in color."

Aglaia didn't know either.

Hoffa sighed helplessly.

The treacherous changes of the magical world completely surpassed his imagination, first the egg, and then the terrible dragon-riding man.

After thinking about it for a long time, Hoffa sighed: "Don't just ask me, you haven't said what's the matter with you, why did you meet a dragon?"

"I didn't know at the time, I just wanted to leave that place quickly and stay away from you. But after thinking about it, I think you are not right, so I walked back, but I didn't go too far, I just touched it by the river. To a Welsh green dragon drinking water.

You don’t know, I was dumbfounded at the time. Most of the dragon’s nests are under the control of the Ministry of Magic. They are quite remote, and there are special families to manage dragons. The Welsh green dragon lives in Snowdon, then It is the highest mountain in England and Wales, how could it be in such a place. "

"Could that person bring it here?" Hoffa looked around, lowering his voice to the limit.

"Do you know the man wearing a crow mask and riding on a dragon's back?"

"I don't know." Aglaia yawned. After returning to Hoffa, she looked a little sleepy: "But I know this should be a very secret organization. When the European plague appeared long ago, these people were Here."

plague?

Crow mask.

Hoffa's brows were furrowed, and this series of strange encounters made him feel a mist in front of him, and he could hardly see anything. But faintly felt what was going to happen, the weird Hagrid family, the egg that could change the mind, and the man riding on the dragon's back.

Thinking for a moment, without a clue. Not only was he clueless, he even began to miss Hogwarts, the teachers there, and Dumbledore.

The outside world was too dangerous and changeable, and he couldn't even get professional advice.

After thinking about it, he whispered: "Or stop selling medicine, I will take you home immediately."

But the girl did not speak.

When Hoffa turned her head again, because she was too tired, she was already lying on the wooden box and fell asleep deeply.