Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

There was a dense sound of footsteps outside the door, and after the footsteps approached the house, they disappeared again.

After about three seconds, there was a polite knock on the wooden door, which seemed to be a courteous gentleman visiting.

Hoffa looked out from the cat's eye at the door, and there was a well-groomed man standing outside. Several military officers from Germany were standing in front of Hoffa's house for some reason.

Not only that, behind the officer were two tall figures wearing black hoods.

This scene surprised Hoffa secretly, he was from the Imperial Wizarding Association.

Since Germany's power in Europe has gradually expanded, the number of German wizards has also increased. These Grindelwald subordinates merged together to form a special organization. Not only did they have no idea of ​​concealing the identity of wizards, but they also cooperated with Muggles. Together, hunt and kill aliens in this wizarding world.

Its status and the terror created are no less than that of the Muggle Gestapo officer.

It's just that these people have never been able to inspect the site where they live. Why did these people come here to inspect it today?

Boom boom boom!

The wooden door rang again.

Like a horn for life.

Hoffa bit her lower lip and looked at the ugly nun in the loose monk robe and whispered angrily:

"Why are you so loud?"

She covered her mouth and said apologetically: "Oh...Oh, sorry."

What a disaster...!

I complained incomparably, but his hands didn't stop.

Without further ado, Hoffa immediately pressed the girl's mouth with one hand, dragged her clothes with the other, and forcibly pulled her into the room. Then, without giving her any chance to resist, he pressed her under the bed.

"Don't make a noise, or you will be dead."

He viciously exhorted the frightened nun, then pulled the sheets, took out a few clothes from the closet, and hurriedly changed clothes while coming to the cupboard of the coffee table, and put away the coins and pistols on the table. Put it in the paper box, and then lock the paper box into the cabinet in the room.

Then he took out a tube of gray silt-like liquid from the drawer next to him, and raised his head to pour it down...

Outside the door, the German officer who knocked on the door three times didn't get a response, so he took a step back and nodded to the two black-robed wizards standing beside him.

The black-robed wizard stepped forward and drew out his wand.

Just when they were about to cast a spell to blow up the door.

The wooden door in front of him was suddenly pulled open.

A middle-aged man with black hair and a beard in pajamas stood at the door and asked in fluent German: "What's the matter?"

The Gestapo immediately pushed away the two black-robed wizards, with a very professional smile on their faces: "Hello, is this Mr. Herrera Rapa's home?"

This is a very tall man-so tall that he can almost look down at the height of 1.9 meters after the transformation, Gao Hoffa, he is dressed in military black, without military rank and medal.

His skin was reddish brown, and he was obviously very healthy, as lean as a whip handle, and his shoulders, hands, and neck showed streaks of muscle. The colonel's eyes were small and black, like the omnidirectional lens of some kind of primitive camera. The face is angular, shadowed, flat, and convex. Along the line of the jaw, there is a thin circle of beard, highlighting his angular face, as if blood is enhancing the blade of a knife.

"Yes, I am Herrera Rapa."

Hoffa nodded. The man's appearance reminded Hoffa of the poisonous leopard he encountered in the Forbidden Forest many years ago.

The Gestapo reached out his hand familiarly, "Hello, it's an honor to meet you. I'm Colonel Muller Mans from SS."

(However, when he speaks, he has a soft whisper.)

Hoffa quickly grasped the rough and slender hand of the opponent, "What can I do for you?"

"Ah, we happened to be doing routine inspections in the vicinity, and we happened to find your home, do you mind if we go in for a chat?"

"This......"

Hoffa looked at the sky with difficulty.

Colonel SS, who was tall in front of him, immediately smiled and said, "We will leave in a while, so we won't lose too much time."

Hoffa then gave a respectful smile: "Of course, please come in."

Colonel SS wandered into Hoffa's room with a briefcase, while the two figures in black hoods stopped by the door, like servants of the **** of death.

The SS colonel sat down on the dining room chair with a smile. He took off his gloves and looked around Hoffa's room.

"Your apartment is very stylish, Mr. Rapa, I like your taste very much."

"I didn't tidy up, it's messy."

Hoffa touched his head, a little embarrassed and laughed.

Although the guy in front of him looks very polite, he knows that everyone who can sit on the SS colonel is a guy with hundreds of lives in his hands.

He stood calmly on top of the pile of broken tiles, hoping to cover up the traces of the fight with the female thief.

"Is there anything to drink?"

The colonel of the SS stared at an empty decorative bottle on the Bogu shelf: "Can you give me some pine nuts? God knows how many homes I have visited this day."

"Finished,"

Hoffa said apologetically, "Now there is only water at home."

(Those wine bottles are just decorations, he doesn't drink at all.)

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Drinking less is a good thing, it helps to clear the nerves."

Colonel Muller of the SS was as close as his old friends.

"Please give me a glass of water."

Hoffa stepped aside and poured the uninvited guest a glass of boiled water in silence. He could feel that the colonel's eyes were turning around the room quickly when he poured water.

Then he politely put the water in front of the Gestapo and stood by himself.

Colonel Gestapo picked up the cup and gumbled up and poured it down.

After drinking, he breathed freely, like a traveler who has been walking in the desert for a hundred days.

After a refreshing hiccup, the colonel straightened up quickly:

"Mr. Rapa, sit down. I have a few questions I need to consult, soon."

Hoffa sat down, the Muggle in front of him strongly controlled the context and did not give him the slightest chance to rebound.

I saw him take out some documents from his briefcase, counted them in rows, and finally stopped on a piece of paper.

"Mr. Rapa, what business do you do in Paris?"

"Leather, clothing."

Hoffa said: "I am responsible for supplying several clothing stores."

"Oh~ clothes, haha, I like French clothes, they are very stylish, where is your store?"

"Seine and Marne, but it's almost closed now."

"Seine and Marne?" The Gestapo nodded, "Can you show me the identity information? You know, it's necessary for work."

"It's ok."

Hoffa straightened up, took out an iron box from the Bogu shelf on the side, took out a few sheets of paper from the iron box and handed it over.

Colonel SS gently took out a one-sided eye from his chest pocket and carefully compared the identity information on the document.

"Herrera Rapal, native of Italy, temporarily living in Paris for twenty years, proof of residence, proof of identity. Well, it's correct, it's correct..."

After reading it, the Gestapo took off his glasses.

"There is no problem at all, and even the most critical reviewer can't fault it."

"Naturally, I have always followed the rules."

Hoffa said.

"That's the best thing. It's like this. I have a small favor. If Mr. Rapa can help us, I will be... very grateful."

"What's busy?"

The strings in Hoffa's head gradually tightened, and he knew that the other party had already shown his intentions, and he had to deal with it with twelve points of energy.

"Is such that,"

Colonel Muller of the Gestapo changed his posture and crossed his fingers: "We have lost a very, very dangerous prisoner."

"Prisoner?"

Hoffa repeated it.

"Ha, yes, prisoner."

Colonel Gestapo took out a photo and placed it in front of Hoffa: "Female prisoner."

Hoffa looked sideways, and the black-and-white photo showed a pretty weird young girl. She has black hair and pale skin. She is wearing a white dress and sitting against a black background. This photo is no problem at first glance. , But when he took a closer look, he found that the girl’s eyes were pure white with no black eyes. She seemed to be blind, but it didn’t seem like it. Her eyes stared directly at herself through the photo, like a living creature. .

"Have you seen this girl?"

No, Hoffa answered honestly, it was true, he had never seen the guy in the photo in his entire life.

"Really haven't seen it?"

"No."

"But according to the clues I got, the place where she last disappeared should be the location of your apartment."

Hoffa was startled, and he immediately thought of the female thief just now.

But she and the guy in the photo are totally two people. The guy in the photo is much better than her.

"I don't know this anymore. I haven't been out since I got off work at 8 o'clock tonight, and no one else was here.

There was a pause: "And this person has very special eyes. If I have seen it, I will definitely not forget it."

When he spoke, Colonel Gestapo stared at Hoffa's eyes without blinking, his eyes sharp.

After watching for a few seconds, he grinned and straightened up: "If Mr. Rapa said so, I would be relieved. After all, the prisoner is very dangerous, and we are worried that she will hurt the innocent. But since she is not there, it’s nothing. It's up."

The Gestapo stood up and stretched out his hand.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, anyhow a fight was avoided. Although he was not afraid of the few people in front of him, he could not compete with a huge empire. If you can pass the level silently, then it is naturally the best.

He hurriedly shook the other's hand: "Okay, if I see her, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"That's the best."

After shaking his hand, the Gestapo said casually: "By the way, before I leave, can I still have another glass of water? I may have several more to leave tonight. God knows if those people will give me water to drink."

"Great."

Hoffa turned around to pour water again.

In front of the sink, Hoffa held a glass to catch the water.

The Gestapo asked casually behind him like an old friend.

"Mr. Rapa, do you live alone?"

"Yes it is,"

"Isn't that lonely?"

"got used to."

Hoffa said. "All these years have passed like this."

"Have you ever thought about finding a partner? Our unit has many women of the right age. They are very eager to deal with successful businessmen like you."

"You're joking, there was a wife before, but she has passed away." Hoffa said calmly, "I don't plan to continue for the time being."

"Ah, sorry, that's a sad story."

"It's okay, it's been a long time."

Hoffa stood calmly in front of the Gestapo and handed him the water glass in his hand.

(The meaning is obvious. I hope he finishes drinking the water quickly, and then hurry up on the road. The time limit of the compound decoction is about to pass.)

The Gestapo accepted the water satisfactorily, but just held it and didn't drink it.

"I still have the best question, Mr. Rapa."

"Excuse me."

"Whose pair of women's shoes belong to the hallway?"

Hoffa looked sideways and his heart stopped beating.

Such as falling ice cellar.

I saw a pair of dirty black women's Martin boots on the floor of the hallway, which were left by the scarfaced female thief just now when he stole something.

It's really bad, why this female thief has to steal something and change shoes to steal, it is simply inexplicable.

Gestapo slowly raised his head. At this moment, the professional smile on his face brought a certain sharpness and perspective.

He took a slow sip of water.

"It seems that there is more than one person in your family."

"what."

Hoffa said dryly: "I have a lover who is sleeping in the room."

The Gestapo looked at him without speaking.

Hoffa felt like he was seen through by a Muggle.

He was crazy inside, and as expected, those who can mix to a certain degree in this era are not fuel-efficient lamps.

It's hard to die. At this time, he can feel that the effect of the compound decoction on his body is gradually disappearing, and soon he will be exposed to this body.

With his appearance, even if the two German wizards outside would recognize him at a glance, a fight is inevitable.

Unexpectedly, I went to the Durant warehouse to pick up the goods and did not meet the people of the Wizarding Association. When I returned home, I was planted in the hands of an inexplicable female thief.

"Excuse me, take us up to see her, okay?"

The SS Colonel was still smiling, asking questions, but he exuded an awe-inspiring murderous look, and his whole person looked extremely cruel and cruel. Obviously this request is not allowed to be rejected.

Hoffa nodded, and whispered softly: "Okay."

Accompanied by his whisper, the huge mental force field flooded the house like an invisible tide.

In the shadow of the house, countless fine stone spikes slowly grew out, and the whole house seemed to be alive. It opened its huge mouth, exposing countless sharp fangs.

The two wizards outside the door immediately felt it, and they drew out the standard wands of black prickly pear wood together, and pushed the door open in strides.

Just as the dark tide between the four is about to erupt.

Ding Lingling! !

A cheerful bell rang in the room.

Hoffa was startled, the mental field receded like a tide, and the numerous spikes in the house disappeared instantly.

Turning his head to see, the brass-colored old-fashioned dial telephone at home is actually shaking.

He has stayed here for more than half a year and has never received a phone call. Because of fear of being monitored, he and Norbert never use the phone to communicate, and no one calls him normally. That thing is almost like a decoration to him.

But at this point, the phone rang. What is the situation? Who knows his number?