Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

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A drop of dew fell from the slender leaf of the fern and dripped on Hoffa's open mouth.

He was awakened from his sleep, and when he woke up, he covered his eyes with his hands again because the surrounding light was too dazzling. It took a while before his eyes adjusted to the shining light around him.

Surrounded by wooden boxes, Aglaia, wearing a goose yellow shirt and blue jeans, leaned on the volcanic rock wall not far from him, tilted his head and slept deeply.

Last night they were too tired, like tramps, sleeping in the middle of a pile of abandoned boxes.

Hoffa glanced at his watch. It was noon. The sun shines into the bottom of the valley and hits the dome like a chandelier, producing some magical effects from time to time. , The surrounding plants are green, and the surrounding minerals are shining in the sun.

Some particularly weird butterflies flew around, and some worms that looked like corals and irises crawled over the leaves. There are green and red, and some lichen plants grow on the volcanic rocks behind them.

The scenery of the magical secrets made Hoffa feel much better.

He stood up, his tired joints rattling. It may be that when he got up, he knocked down two wooden boxes and made a noise, and Aglaia also woke up dimly.

"Morning." Hoffa reached out his hand.

Aglaia grabbed his arm and stood up. She has a pair of rabbit ears on her head, which is a little cute in the comic.

Hoffa thought that fortunately the dragon riding wizard hadn't turned her into a pig or other creature. Otherwise it would be terrible.

"Get something to eat." Aglea rubbed his stomach and looked up at the suspension bridge: "I hope this place is not as depressed as Diagon Alley."

The two walked onto the suspension bridge. Most of them were young wizards who came to participate in the war, mostly in their twenties. Since it was daytime, the surroundings were a little clearer.

There are not only stretches of suspension bridges, but also many stone pillars shaped by magic. It looks a lot like the Thousand Needles in a later game World of Warcraft.

There are some small shops scattered in the middle, they are intertwined among the goods and transportation equipment, and they are very inconspicuous.

I found an ordinary fast food restaurant, and the two settled down. Soon a house elf wearing an apron came up to serve. Since it was during the war, there was nothing to order, only some common foods like bacon, bread and water.

However, for the hungry two, it is not easy to find food.

After eating lunch, Hoffa remembered what he hadn't finished saying last night, so he asked: "Are you going to continue selling medicine?"

"Otherwise, give up halfway?" Aglea said absently, gnawing at the bread and looking at the disabled soldiers around.

"Really not going back?"

"I will naturally go back after I sell the medicine." Aglaia gave Hoffa a blank look. "Don't let me run in vain."

After hesitating for a moment, Hoffa leaned close to his head and whispered: "Aglaia, I always feel that this is not that simple. When I was in St. Mungo, I saw a soldier bitten in two by a dragon. Half. This is probably related to the dragon rider."

"I understand, but I must also deliver this batch of medicines." Aglaia also whispered.

"why?"

"That is the drug sold to the Gringotts Logistics Support Program."

After a pause, she shook her head: "My mother abolished this project. She thought that this plan would not bring any benefits, so she threw the contract in the trash can and I picked it up."

Hoffa was stunned: "Are you stupid? Your mother must be smarter than you. Why do you do what she doesn't do? What if there is a pit ahead."

"It's silly, but you see."

She took a crumpled letter from her bag and handed it to Hoffa.

Hoffa put down the biscuits and took it. The paper was crumpled severely, and it was still stained with some inexplicable water stains. But the handwriting is unusually neat.

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【Dear Elise, I haven't contacted for a long time. I don't know if Aglaia is healthy and happy, but I really want to know.

I'm sorry I can't go back for her birthday this time, I really can't get out of it. I need a lot of drugs, therapeutic drugs. If possible, please deliver 100% of the medicine to Heilzburg, Wales. Trust me, I will definitely go back next year.

Love you, Fatir. 】

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The signature is Fatir.

"Fatier?" Hoffa asked.

"Fatier De La Cess. That's right, this is my father's name. This is his project, so I came here."

Hoffa suddenly realized: "You want to see your father."

Aglaia nodded: "I saw him once last year. In less than three minutes, he left without saying a few words to me. This time, I want to know what he has been doing all these years. ."

Hoffa didn't expect the whole story to be like this, no wonder this little girl who had no worries about food and clothes had to make such a bold decision. But, her father, will he really be in this place?

He folded the crumpled piece of paper and handed it back: "You should have told me."

Aglaia took the letter paper and collected it: "Sorry, this is my personal goal. Moreover, it does not delay making money. I think that Gringotts should give us a lot of benefits when this batch of medicines are sent over. Are you right?"

"Since you have made a decision, who should we go to, and should we go to your father directly?"

"No, I don't know the exact location of my father, but there is a Gringotts manager here who specializes in purchasing medicines."

Aglaia drew another business card from the bag.

"Look, it's this fairy."

Hoffa saw that it was an extremely old business card with the stamp of Gringotts and the name of a fairy. Take a closer look.

Ralfa.

Hoffa looked at the name, always feeling that he seemed to have heard it somewhere. But if you really want to think about it, you can't remember it at all.

After a brief lunch, the two went straight to the final mission goal. Aglaia walked ahead, stopping from time to time to ask for directions.

Hoffa followed behind her, checking his own sea of ​​consciousness.

At this moment, the progress bar for the exploration of the secret realm has risen by 6%. The secret realm is neither big nor small. If you can stay here for four or five days, you should be able to explore 50%.

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After not getting far, the two came to a cave on the wall of Heilzburg.

There is a temporary camp in front of the cave. The camp is full of various wooden boxes of goods, and there are several iron boxes, one of which is banging.

A group of wizards were lining up at a fairy's table to collect money.

Hoffa stopped for a moment in front of the big iron box, and before he could take a few more glances, Aglaia pulled him.

"Don't watch, we still have things to do."

He retracted his eyes and followed the girl to the cave.

In the sun, Hoffa saw two huge silhouettes standing at the entrance of the cave. After approaching, they turned out to be two mountain monsters over six meters tall.

They have brown-black skin, their arms are knee-high, their backs are hunched, and their muscles are high and bulging.

This is not the smelly, tattered mountain monster that Hoffa learned in the original work.

They wear neat leather armor, with steel braces on their mouths, but their eyes are blinded by eyelids. Two goblins in red robes are riding on the backs of two giants, holding the reins in their hands.

As soon as the two walked to the entrance of the camp, a goblin pulled on the reins, and the mountain monster under it raised his arm, blocking their way.

"Who are you looking for? Is there an appointment?"

The fairy on the back of the mountain monster asked coldly.

"Have."

Aglaia took out the business card: "I'm looking for Ralfa."

The blindfolded mountain monster stretched out his hand and picked up that business card accurately. Passed it behind him. The goblin on his back stretched out his hand to take a look, and immediately showed a clear smile:

"It turned out to be the lady from the Delraces family. I thought your family had given up on this project."

Aglaia had no expression, she said, "I brought the medicine, where is my father?"

The goblin did not answer. It pulled the reins, and the mountain monster underneath opened the curtain and made a please gesture, like a huge waiter.

Hoffa looked up when he passed the mountain monster's knees. These goblins shaved the mountain monster's armpit hair cleanly, a little too particular about it.

It's just that the smile of the goblin riding on the back of the mountain monster seems to be a little mocking, which makes people feel weird.

Entering the camp, there is a cave here and outside. Outside is a mountain of goods and a mess of wizards. But it was unexpectedly quiet inside.

A young banshee greeted him quickly, with long fan-like ears, a little high cheekbones, and double pony tails.

"Please go here, Mr. Ralfah is waiting for you." It said shrillly.

"Only Falfa, is Fatiel De La Cesis?" Aglaia asked.

"I don't know, you should ask Ralf about this question yourself." The female goblin grinned, and the teeth in her mouth were sharp and sharp.

Aglaia stopped talking.

Along the cave, the two of them walked to a room in the depths of the cave. The female goblin opened the door and Aglaia strolled in.

Hoffa glanced at the female goblin, and wanted to ask if she wanted to go in.

But before she could ask her words, the female fairy said, "You go in too."

Then, the goblin pressed his back and pushed him into the room.

The style of the room is very luxurious, it is not like a room in a cave. The walls are burning with torches, and under the fire, there are all kinds of treasures everywhere, from porcelain to silver sculptures.

An old bald goblin was leaning on the sofa and was infusion. It was wrinkled, with two long transparent infusion tubes stuck in its nose. There were few hairs on its head, and it was holding a cane in his hand.

Hoffa's eyes widened immediately when he saw the guy.

He finally knew why he was a little familiar when he heard the name Ralf.

Isn't this the old goblin I saw for the first time in Gringotts? The wrongdoer who was fooled by Yindor with a false land deed of five thousand gallons. At that time it also let itself pretend to be Silby.

Suddenly seeing this guy himself, Hoffa felt a little guilty. But he touched his hair and felt a little relieved.

Compared to two years ago, his appearance has changed a lot. Not only has he grown taller, but his eye color and hair color have all changed. After all, he won't be recognized right away.

The female goblin held the old goblin's back and lifted it up. The old goblin sat on the sofa and grinned and said, "Miss De Laces...long time no see. When I saw you last time, you still Only half the size of a fairy."

It was clearly talking to Aglaia, but its eyes were fixed on Hoffa.

The old fairy pointed to Hoffa: "This is..."

"My friend." Aglaia didn't look at himself when he saw the old goblin talking, moved to Hoffa a little unhappy, and asked: "Did my father let you do things here?"

"Let me do something?" The old fairy was taken aback, then shook his head and laughed.

"Oh, yes, yes. Mr. De Laces and I have a very good personal relationship, very good."

"Give him the medicine." Aglaia said to Hoffa.

Hoffa wiped Aglaia's bag clean and handed it over.

Ralfa took it, but when he took the bag, he stared at Hoffa's face without blinking. This made Hoffa feel a little hairy. From the moment he entered the door, the old goblin paid more attention to himself than to Aglaia. Did he really recognize his identity?

He was thinking in a mess, and the old goblin had already retracted his gaze: "Let me ask a little bit, Saint Mungo has banned the outflow of medicines, how did these medicines come from."

"I refined it."

Aglaia said proudly with her chest tall.

"Ah." The fairy sighed softly, "You really have the style of your family heir."

"Where is my pay? And, where is my father."

"Mr. De La Cess is not here for the time being," Ralfa said, and it began to look at Hoffa again.

"Not again, where did he go?" Aglaia asked with a frown.

Ralf smiled softly: "I don't know, child. Your father is a prodigal son. He never reveals his whereabouts to anyone."

There was a moment of silence.

Aglaia looked disappointed: "Forget it, you can pay me the reward."

But Ralf did not move. It asked, "You haven't seen your father very much, have you."

"Does it have anything to do with you?"

"It's okay, I just ask a little bit." The fairy said with emotion: "When I see you, I can always think of my fourth wife. She is so beautiful and so smart.

It's a pity that she is a human being after all, and the time to live is really too short. "

Aglaia frowned: "What are you talking about?"

Hoffa turned his head, and an unknown premonition gradually rose.

Ralfa: "Sometimes, I have to sigh that blood is really a great and inexplicable power. Even if you have never seen your father, you can still chase after him so reluctantly. Miss De La Cess, tell I, in your mind, is family a very important thing?"

Aglaia took an imperceptible step towards Hoffa: "Why are you talking about so many irrelevant things, what's my reward?"

"I really should give you the reward, I still thought so two days ago."

"What does it mean?"

"Two days ago, my grandson was injured. I was not worried about him being treated in St. Mungo, so I brought him back. After all, he is the heir of my favorite fourth wife."

After speaking, Ralf Bolton clapped his hands.

There was a creaking sound nearby.

The side door opens. A man who was paralyzed in a wheelchair was pushed out from the side room of the room. He was covered in bandages, with only one pair of eyes exposed on his face.