Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Grindelwald walked out of the responsive house and changed back to Jacob Pohan's appearance. He calmly walked down the stairs and walked towards the school hall.

Hogwarts is at Christmas at this moment, and in the cold air, there are Christmas carols, but those misty Hallelujah sounds more like an elegy at this moment.

When he walked to the corner of the stairs in the hall, he stopped, and the fluctuating mental field in the air made him understand what was waiting for him in front of him.

He looked at the snow-capped Scottish mountains outside the window, exhaled a breath of white mist, sighed, and smiled:

"Are you here to invite me to the Christmas dinner, Albus?"

A bright wand light shines from the darkness, and a man walks out silently in the darkness. He has auburn beard and hair, wears a gray-red robe, and wears a pointed wizard hat. It is Albus Dumbledore, he The dress is very formal at the moment.

Behind him, more than a dozen Hogwarts professors held their wands flat, and slowly surrounded them. Everyone's wands were shining with magical light, and the fluctuating mental field almost made it impossible to breathe.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore pulled out his wand, pointed to Grindelwald's head, and said coldly:

"We received a subpoena from Fatir, how long have you been hiding."

"It didn't take long, only half a year."

Grindelwald said casually, and stroked the snowflakes on the edge of the window with his fingers.

"What about the missing students? What have you done to them?"

"I said I killed them, do you believe it?"

Grindelwald smiled.

Wow, all the professors changed their faces and raised their wands one after another, and took a step forward. Only Dumbledore raised one hand and stopped the crowd.

Dumbledore: "Why do you do this?"

Grindelwald: "Why kill?"

Dumbledore: "Why take everything to yourself?"

"Ha, my greatest pleasure is to listen to ignorant people calling me the devil, desperately denigrating me, screaming against me, and then I don't look at them at all. This process can give me a great sense of intellectual superiority."

After a few seconds of silence, Dumbledore said softly, "You are such a complete bastard."

At this time, the huge Slughorn stood up from the crowd and said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do when you come to Hogwarts?"

Grindelwald glanced at him: "It's nothing, Horace, I just came to meet my students, it's that simple."

Dumbledore: "Who are your students?"

"Can't you guess?" Grindelwald grinned.

Dumbledore's face suddenly turned pale, and his slightly gentle face suddenly became cold and stern, "Where is Bach?"

"what time is it now?"

"what did you say?"

"Oh, because depending on the time, he may be a person or a dragon now."

"What do you mean, what dragon?"

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In the house, the situation is weird to the extreme. Two identical people face each other, one standing and the other sitting.

Hoffa didn't know what to do at this moment. In this strange journey, he had encountered all kinds of enemies, but he never thought that one day he could meet another himself. Not only that, but he felt that some things in his body had been stripped off, some things that were very important but were ignored by him.

"Who are you?" Hoffa broke the silence first.

"I am nothing, I am anyone too."

The other one said lightly, "But you can think that I am you for the time being."

"What are you kidding?"

"I own everything about you, your abilities, your memory, your life, why can't it be you?"

The other one stretched out his arm, admiring his palm, and said lightly: "The only difference is that I don't want to stay in Hogwarts, stay in a palm-sized place, and follow a group of simple-minded guys to eat and die. "

Hoffa: "That's why you turned other students into animals, to prove your own difference?"

"It's not me, it's us. I want to determine my position in this universe and the position of this long food chain."

Talking indifferently, it opened its arms and looked directly into Hoffa's eyes: "Why are we still staying in this school? Why do we repeat the mediocre life day by day?"

Hoffa did not answer, he has not recovered from the fact of schizophrenia.

The other self: "Why do you want to waste your time like this, and accept the fate of being able to see your head at this sight?"

Hoffa still did not speak, his chest rising and falling violently.

His silence made the other self very upset. He grabbed Hoffa by the collar: "Speak!"

Before the words fell, it flew out directly, and plunged heavily into the mountain of **** accumulated for thousands of years.

Hoffa stood up and entered an activated state, his body held high with his fists. He couldn't answer the other party's question, so he could only make the first move.

Within five seconds.

The figure crawled out of the tattered pile again. It shook the spiky Frisbee and the old books on it, moving its head, and also entered a state of activation.

It became sturdy and tall, and at the same time, there was an incomparable hatred in its eyes, and that hatred was vowing to swallow itself and then quickly.

It came to Hoffa step by step:

"Why waste my life? Year after year, year after year? I live in this world, do I live for Hogwarts?"

It stood before Hoffa again: "Tell me, why do we live?"

As soon as the voice fell, Hoffa punched again, his body trembled slightly, the kind of torture from the soul made him inevitable.

boom! !

It flew out again, and this time it smashed through two old wooden cabinets and countless discarded potion glass bottles.

The garbage mountain opened again, and the man who was exactly like him staggered out of the **** mountain of the glass bottle. His whole body was covered with wounds burned out by the discarded dangerous potion. There was green smoke on his body, green, purple, and red, and he looked quite embarrassed.

But its face was filled with a strong sarcasm, and it stood in front of Hoffa again:

"You don't know if it is?"

"You have no goals in your life, do you?"

Hoffa didn't make another move, he took a step back.

And the other "Hoffa" suddenly furious, it grabbed Hoffa's head, put its eyes on his face, and roared: "Tell me, what have you done in the past few years?"

"I...protected this school." Hoffa squatted.

"Are you a hermit crab?"

The opponent roared like crazy:

"What about our life height?"

"What do you have left without Hogwarts?"

"Am I like Filch to the end of my life?"

"Hang Eating waited to die for seven years and graduated as an employee of the Ministry of Magic, and finally died in the hospital bed full of regret. Is this what you want? Is this what you want?

He asked frantically, Hoffa did not answer. The emptiness in his heart made him unable to face this ambitious self. He didn't know how to answer these questions.

"Say something!"

Its head swells, its voice becomes like thunder, and the whole person changes shape directly, colorful colors flow through its body, and every piece of his muscles is like huge colorful granite.

Hoffa tried to push him away, but found that the opponent was extremely powerful, and the opponent was far better than himself in terms of human body deformation.

"Since you can't answer, go and die!"

It grabbed Hoffa's neck, tightened its fingers, and layers of scales appeared on its arm. It showed cruel razor-sharp teeth.

"Uh...uh..."

Hoffa's eyes began to blur, and it could even hear the wailing of its own bones.

Just as its palm tightened, a black and white cat jumped onto its face and grabbed it heavily. This claw caught the opponent's eye.

It hurts its head, grabbed Hoffa with one hand, and lifted the black and white cat with the other: "I hate everything that has to do with you."

After speaking, it smashed the black and white cat out, smashing through two high walls in a row. Immediately, its chest bulged high like a blower, and then it spewed a high-hot blue flame. The scorching high temperature directly melted the garbage mountain, forming a lava gully.

Looking at the burning trash mountain, Hoffa struggled more violently.

"Miranda..."

He grabbed the iron-like arm around his neck, and touched the ground with the other palm, wishing that his wand was still there. If he could conjure a sledgehammer, he might be killed. This one......

As soon as the idea was born, he touched a handle with his right hand, and a hammer appeared beside his hand. He raised the hammer and hit the other one's head heavily.

Be yelling! !

The giant hammer directly drove it more than 20 meters away.

Hoffa panted and looked at the hammer in his hand, and suddenly realized something. This is a room for all requests, and all his requests may be fulfilled.

This gave him hope.

He threw away the hammer, looked at the fire in front of him, and thought to himself.

I need to extinguish the fire, I need to extinguish the fire, I need to extinguish the fire.

Suddenly, countless huge pipes emerged from the ceiling of the responsive house, and torrents of clear water spewed out of it, immediately extinguishing the burning fire.

Hoffa rushed to the garbage dump with his hands and feet. The black and white cat was not dead yet, but its hair was half burned and shivering in the water. He turned the black and white cat out and hugged it, and he was deeply relieved.

At this time, there was a loud explosion again in the distance.

A huge iron claw stretched out from the trash mountain. This time, the person who was exactly the same as himself had completely lost his human form. It became a half-human, half-dragon monster with golden eyes and full body The hideous spikes and chameleon-like scales.

Hoffa: "Are you crazy, friends are going to kill?"

"Hmph, my hopeless kindness, disgusting compassion, and tolerance without a bottom line, they are not on me!"

After the dragon finished speaking, it immediately disappeared into the air.

Hoffa was horrified, it was his own ghost walk, and this guy actually used it.

He knew the horror of this ability, and he also wanted to use ghost walks to avoid subsequent attacks. However, what horrified him was that he could not use the ghost to wander, and his ability was taken away by the opponent.

Hoffa immediately retreated madly holding the black and white cat, retreating silently in his heart,

"Trap it, trap it, I want a place where I can trap it."

After ten seconds of ghost strolling, the dragon appeared in front of Hoffa, with a huge rhinoceros head against his nose. It said coldly: "Who is Hoffa Bach now?"

After speaking, it opened its mouth and bit, vowing to kill its own weakness on the spot.

Hoffa roared: "Get trapped!"

boom! !

The environment of the entire responsive house changed instantly.

The mountain of garbage piled up high disappeared, replaced by thick chains and huge pendulum-like swords and axes.

The entire floor is sunken down, like layers of Russian dolls, without bottoming out.

The dragon stepped into the trap, and the trap rotated 360 degrees, protruding layers of blades, like a rotating meat grinder, with countless iron cages pierced layer by layer.

Every time the trap rotates, the creature like itself will be severely injured, but in the blink of an eye, its injury will recover, and at the same time it will become larger and more like a dragon.

Hoffa was terrified, every time this guy was injured, would he be stronger than before the injury? He had never encountered such a terrible enemy.

"You can't trap me, are you lying to yourself?" The behemoth locked in the cages let out a deafening roar. It opened its mouth and let out a hot blue breath.

The breath illuminates Hoffa's face, Hoffa is holding the cat, fear in his heart, repeating on his mouth.

"Close it, close it, close it!"

The shape of the dungeon changed again, and the stone gates were closed, and they were tightly occluded. Every time Hoffa said, the responsive house would add a layer of protection.

boom!

boom! !

boom! ! !

As the stone gates and iron gates crossed and closed, the blazing dragon's breath was resisted, like a closed Pandora's box, his face illuminated by the dragon's breath was instantly dimmed.

Hoffa collapsed to the ground, cold sweat on his forehead. After only a few fights, he knew that this monster was weirder than any monster he had encountered in the past.

Moreover, just as the dragon hated himself, he also hated the dragon incomparably. He didn't want to see something exactly the same as himself appearing in this world, which would make him doubt his existence.

boom! !

Suddenly, the sealed dungeon bulged out a big chunk. There was a thunderous noise from under the dungeon, and Hoffa was knocked to the ground.

Then the dungeon bulged out again, and the entire tower was trembling slightly.

The guy was not dead, Hoffa swallowed.

He did not dare to hesitate. He carried the black and white cat and crawled out of the responsive house. He didn't know how long the ability of the responsive house could trap it, but the top priority was to evacuate everyone in this school.

In the hallway on the eighth floor, Hoffa ran wildly with the cat in his arms.

At this moment, the sky was shining with weird colors. He didn't know whether he was the only one looking at the sky, or whether other people looked at the sky.

He rushed towards the school hall, hoping to find a helper. But when he came to the school hall, it was empty, with only a few remnants of Christmas trees and mistletoe slightly flicking on the ceiling.

Although the person was gone, he sensed the magic violently surging in the air.

He followed the wave of magical power, and he didn't go very far before he saw the two parties facing each other in the corridor.

On one side is the college professor holding the magic wand, and Dumbledore, on the other side is Grindelwald holding his arm.

From a distance, Dumbledore's fierce voice came, "Where is Bach?"