Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Hoffa and the two strange German wizards were standing on a narrow reef at the same time. The distance between each other was about less than half a meter. When they were close, they could hear the breathing of the other side. Both sides made no secret of their killing intent, yet they took an extremely conservative posture with extreme vigilance.

The two black-robed wizards were not in good condition, their faces were pale, and they were supporting each other, and their bodies were burnt with several large holes in the acid spit by the insects.

Hoffa was nowhere else. He was wet, holding a sun-opened shell in his hand. This was the best weapon he could find at the moment.

He raised the shell in his hand and confronted the two black witches on both sides of the reef.

"Get off!" he said.

"The one who should go down is you, Bach, we have two of us," said the red-haired wizard.

"Anker, don't talk nonsense with him, just kill him." The blonde wizard said weakly.

"You take the bugs out of your body before you speak." Hoffa said sarcastically to the blond wizard.

Unexpectedly, the blonde wizard's complexion changed drastically when he heard what he said. His pale complexion suddenly became as white as paper. He jumped more than half a meter high and touched his palm frantically, "Bugs...Where are the bugs, where? There are bugs!?"

He didn't have enough to touch it himself, he grabbed his companion tightly: "Anker, where is the bug on my body?"

The red-haired wizard didn't look at him, but stared at Hoffa.

Hoffa kindly reminded him, "Behind your ears."

The long finger from behind his ear, the red and green caterpillar, fainted softly after making a tinnitus scream.

Hoffa was dumbfounded. He was only a stubborn sarcasm, but he didn't expect this seemingly tall and strong man to be afraid of reptiles in his bones.

"Hey, Aldo, are you the **** woman?"

The red-haired wizard cursed. With a cold expression on his face, he kicked his friend with his foot, and when he found that the guy fell to the ground, he retreated to the edge of the reef without saying a word.

"It seems that there is only one of you."

Hoffa said slowly.

The red-haired wizard snorted coldly, and sat cross-legged, not paying attention to him.

Hoffa put down the shell, sat down, and began to meditate.

His bluffing just frightened the other party. Even if it is 1v1, in the absence of magic, the opponent is a mature man. Fortunately, he threw a rat avoidance weapon, fearing that he had any unknown cards, and didn't dare to tear his face right away, and instead began to try to recover his magic power.

I have to say that this is the safest way. Under the current situation, whoever can take the lead in regaining the magic power can gain control of the situation.

However, one hour passed, and two hours passed...At night, the moon rose high and the tide rose, gradually flooding the reefs on the shallows. The giant carnivorous insects that remained on the shore gave up their plan to kill the three people in the sea, and disappeared into the dark jungle silently.

Hoffa and the red-haired wizard kept thinking that the bug-fearing black wizard woke up from the dizziness, and there was no sign that the magic power in them had recovered.

Under the moonlight. The faces of the three of them are not very good-looking.

A crab crawled out of the hole in the reef, climbed from the legs of Hoffa's trousers to the middle of the two men in black robes, strolled around, and jumped into the sea.

"Is your magic available?"

The red-haired wizard asked warily.

"Guess it." Hoffa replied ambiguously.

"Hey, student of Grindelwald, on which side are you on earth?" said the blonde wizard: "Why don't you just join our association."

"The last person who called me with this name has his head gone."

The blond man subconsciously stretched his hand to the wand around his waist, but was stopped by the red-haired man next to him: "Now that you have no weapons, are you still so mad?"

Hoffa spit in the sea and sneered: "Why, a guy who is afraid of bugs will threaten me not?"

"It's like you have no weakness at all. I'm not afraid of bugs but you."

"Why don't you try, what's the point of just saying."

He snapped his knuckles, and the muscles of his arms and shoulders were sharply angled to prop up his shirt.

"you.....!!"

The red-haired man seemed to be calmer, he pressed the blond, "Now we have not yet seen life and death. Bach, Le May, hasn't she been with you all the time? Why didn't I see her."

Hoffa did not answer.

"Did you hide her? Our goal is Le May, and it has nothing to do with you. As long as you give Le May to us, we won't have the slightest embarrassment for you."

"Unfortunately," Hoffa said in a mocking tone, "Le May is also my goal. As long as you stay away from her, I won't embarrass you."

The blond man was furious, and struggling to get up from the rock, "Boy, don't force me to teach your teacher what respect is for you!"

The redhead pressed him back heavily.

"Aldo! Calm down!"

"What are you waiting for, there is only one person!"

"Not now, don't block me!"

Aldo, with bloodshot eyes, finally calmed down under the pull of his companion. He pulled his collar and turned his head away with a cold snort.

Hoffa looked at the red hair named Anker with alert. He is not afraid of impulsive enemies, but he is more afraid of guys who are still calm in this situation.

"You can still speak, but unfortunately, Le May is not by my side, she and I are separated. So it's useless if you ask me."

"Is this...?" The red hair narrowed his eyes suspiciously, and said slowly: "If this is the case, do you have any plans?"

"Why should I tell you."

The red hair is not annoyed: "I have a suggestion. Is Mr. Bach interested in listening?"

"Not interested in."

Hongfa said to himself: "We have no magic right now. You have seen this island. It is bizarre and dangerous. I think we may have to cooperate with each other to survive on this island."

"Cooperate?" Hoffa laughed: "What if we work together to restore the magic first?"

The red hair said frankly: "We may kill you, or we may send you to the headquarters of the association in Berlin to be imprisoned and handed over to your teacher Grindelwald to deal with. It depends on the situation."

"Do you think I will agree to such a cooperation?"

"I think if you regained the magic power first, you would kill us without hesitation, maybe in Mr. Bach's option, you didn't even imprison this statement." The red-haired man calmly analyzed almost cruelly.

Hoffa moved slightly, the red-haired man's calmness made his hands surprisingly itchy. He wanted to get rid of the evil quickly, but he abruptly restrained the impulse.

Because he was right, they are now in extremely bad condition, lack of food, lack of fresh water, and even no shelter needed for survival, so they can only hide on the reef.

If there is another life-and-death contest at this time, even if he can win, the final result must be eaten by the ferocious and weird carnivores on the island, or sitting on the coast, being grilled into dried fish by the twisted sunlight of the day.

"I have a small proposal."

Redhead said. "Since our goal is Le May, how about finding her first, and then calculating this little thing between us?"

"I can't guarantee that Le May is on this island."

"Lying, she obviously stayed in the same boat as you." Aldo said abruptly.

"You look for her everywhere, I thought you would have to know more about her abilities." Hoffa sneered.

"This......"

The red hair frowned and touched his chin.

"Le May is on this island." Aldo said confidently.

"what did you say?"

"I said Le May is on this island." He repeated.

Now even his companion was puzzled: "Have you seen her, Aldo."

"No, but I just know that she is hiding in a corner of this island."

"Which corner."

"I do not know."

"Aldo, don't you kidding me?"

"Why should I be joking with you? It's a feeling, like I'm sure I hate bugs, she is on this island."

"Bach, what do you think?"

Hoffa's brows frowned slightly. He thought of the weird giant bugs on the island and the unheard of plants. There was a vague comprehension in his heart, but he was not sure that the thoughts he had passed by were true or false. He shook his head and suppressed the strange feeling.

"Okay, let's cooperate. Since our goal is Le May, let's put aside our conflicts for the time being. If she is really on this island, she will be in a very dangerous situation."

...

...

Chloe didn't think she was in danger, in fact, she just thought she was a little weird.

After Mary died of fear, she once again chose to run away with magic. However, the place where she appeared was far from where she expected.

She thinks she will probably appear at sea when she wakes up, but it is not.

Since she had a memory, she had come to a crowded Baishi Square for some reason.

On three sides of the square are houses with sharp slate roofs, and on the fourth side is a majestic building. The few small windows on the wall are higher than the top of the chimney of the house. The building is made of solid limestone. , Looks like a bunker or a castle. There are some market scaffoldings in the square area under it, and there are crowds under the scaffolding.

It’s a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, unlike the war-torn period of the World War.

Before she stood on the square for long, a group of people gathered in the distance attracted her attention.

Out of curiosity about the unknown environment, she chose the past to find out.

After finally squeezing the crowd, she found that in the middle of the crowd was a middle-aged woman who fell to the ground in a coma, and a pile of low-quality flyers scattered around her.

"Are you going to die?"

"Maybe it's dying."

"Whose family."

"The Berkeley women, the children are gone... hey, let's leave it alone."

The crowd surrounded her, pointed and whispered to her, but no one dared to help.

Chloe's heart shuddered, all these people spoke German. She didn't know what the situation was, and she didn't know where she was, but due to professional habits, she still knelt down and picked up the flyer.

There is a black-and-white photo on the flyer. In the photo, there is a little boy with invisible light-colored hair.

"Aldo Berkeley."

She read the name on the leaflet, but nothing was gained. So she leaned down again and picked up the fainted woman.

I touched her head, her body temperature was very high, her skin was burning, but her limbs were clammy and her complexion was pale. This woman had a heatstroke and was not as hopeless as the crowd said.

She helped the woman up, pushed away from the crowd of onlookers, and led her to the shade of a slightly shady tree.

Then she went to the nearby shop to ask for a glass of ice water and a little salt. Thanks to her beautiful face and monastery robe, she could easily borrow what she wanted.

He brought the water back and fed it to the woman who suffered from heatstroke. After a while, she woke up quietly.

"how do you feel?"

Chloe asked.

"Well..."

As soon as the middle-aged woman woke up, she was dazed: "Did you see my child...?"

"What's wrong with your kid?"

"My child is lost, I am looking for him here."

She fumbled up and down on her body: "Where is my flyer?"

Chloe handed her the stack of leaflets behind him.

The woman took the flyer and gave it a sigh, "Did you save me? You are so kind."

"It's okay,"

Chloe asked modestly: "Excuse me, where is this?"

"Where are you asking?"

"It's here!" Chloe pointed to his feet.

"Berlin, you are confused, boy. I don't even know where this is."

Berlin...

Chloe couldn't say a word for a long while.

Although she was a little psychologically prepared when she heard these people speak German, she was still trembling when she heard the exact news.

What happened? Why did the time ability he activated brought himself across the geographical space and came directly to Berlin, which is 10,000 meters away, Hoffa, where is he at this moment? Can I still save Mary?

For a time, countless questions and perplexities were intertwined in her heart.

"What happened, boy, tell me, maybe I can help?"

The middle-aged woman next to her asked in a gentle tone.

Chloe grimaced: "I'm lost."

"Are you lost?"

The middle-aged woman touched her head and said sympathetically: "Poor child, if you don't dislike it, you can go to my house for a while."

Chloe was at a loss at the moment, she couldn't think of a better way, all she could do was nod blankly.

The woman took Chloe to a small in the city and prepared some snacks and drinks for her, but the nun had no appetite at all.

The middle-aged woman sat beside her comforting her, and gave her an idea by the way: "Where are you from? I can help you contact the National Guard. Then, you can ask them to help bring you back. Of course, if you can It would be more convenient to contact the monastery."

Chloe was in a mess, neither eating nor drinking nor talking.

The woman murmured sadly: "My child is younger than you. I really hope he doesn't meet any bad guys outside. Hey... my **** husband beat him three times a day before getting divorced, and he was drunk. Beat it too, beat it even if you lose your gambling, or beat it in a bad mood.

It's all right now, the child ran away, who can he blame? It was too late for divorce. In 1911, my family advised me not to marry him, but at that time I was young and married him hotly. Now, it’s too late to regret..."

The woman's mouth is like a fountain, spitting out her resentment for this world endlessly.

Chloe was still thinking about Mary and Hoffa, and would not react for a while. When she reacted, she stood up abruptly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Huh? My terrible husband?"

The woman was taken aback by Chloe's surprise.

"No, in the previous sentence, how many years did you marry your husband?"

"11 years..."

"How many years is it now?"

"In 1922, why are you so excited?"