Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"Did she not come out?"

A few girls whispered outside the door.

"No, a whole day has passed, neither eating nor drinking."

"How can I go on like this."

There was a knock on the door outside the door, very polite.

"Chloe, open the door."

Inside the door, Chloe walked around the room anxiously. Hearing the shouts of other nuns outside the door, she covered her ears, "It's all fake... all fake..." she repeated Tao.

Twenty-four hours after returning to the monastery, she had been sitting in her room with her feet, and even a little turbulence would make her jump up and down.

After seeing the bizarre monsters in the nightmare, she has been afraid of her dreams. Tyral Monastery is her second home in the world, and she has never left since she was sent here at the age of nine.

She felt that if the people in the monastery also became the monsters she had seen before, her spirit might not be able to withstand this kind of destruction.

"Chloe, open the door. Sister Sanesa asked us to bring your dinner." The nun outside the door said again.

"Leave it at the door, I am a little uncomfortable." She leaned against the door and said.

"Are you okay, you have been weird since yesterday."

"Very well, you... don't ask too much."

"All right..." The nun outside the door hesitated.

"What else is there?" she asked.

"Your family, sent a letter."

There was a moment of silence.

Creak.

The door opened and Chloe was standing at the door, holding the threshold with one hand, the other behind him, and the hand behind him holding a paper knife.

However, it was not a monster standing outside, but just an ordinary nun. She had a few freckles on her face. She was short and simple and kind. She was carrying a dinner plate with broccoli and braised red beans on it.

"You finally came out."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief and handed her a wax-stamped letter, "Look, it's from England."

Chloe squeezed out a smile, stuck the paper knife behind his waist without leaving a trace, and took the dinner plate and letter.

"Thank you, Weiwei."

After speaking, she felt a touch of tenderness in her heart, bowed her head and kissed her companion's cheek, the touch really made her want to cry.

The girl blushed, "Hate, what are you doing." She whispered.

"It's okay."

Chloe sighed.

"Let's go back."

The nun disappeared, and Chloe closed the door and sat in the room, ignoring the food, but opened the letter for the first time.

[Chloe, I have found a solution to your magic runaway problem, but you need to go back to England first, rest assured, I will send someone to pick you up. 】

—I love you, Nico.

The letter was short, and the content did not surprise Chloe at all, because in the real world, she had also received such a letter.

She came to her dressing table and stroked a black-and-white photo on the dressing table with her fingers. In the photo, an old man and a little girl who was only his waist tall, the background was the British Big Ben.

The little girl smiled very happily, and the old man opened his mouth wide, but now Chloe saw a hint of deep anxiety and uneasiness from the smiling face of his once, great-great-grandfather.

Her childhood memories were very vague to her. She only vaguely remembered that the streets of London were often flooded with rain, and the white mist made everyone look like an island in the sea.

Of course, there is also the taciturn great-great-great-grandfather, who seems to be his only relative, which is very strange. Although she also has many other relatives, such as uncles, uncles, and aunts, they always feel alienated when they look at themselves, even her parents are no exception.

She knew that the way her parents looked at her was respect and fear, but not much love.

She once asked her once, once, great, great-great-grandfather countless times why her parents never kissed her. He would tell her with a smile every time that they love you very much, but they are not good at expressing, so they would hug her and kiss her. Forehead.

Now Chloe no longer believes in these nonsense. She thinks that her parents probably really don't love herself. After all, she has been in Tyral Monastery for six or seven years, and they have not even written a letter to herself.

After thinking about it, she felt that she couldn't control the magic power and would always cause trouble to others.

Chloe didn't think her abilities had anything special. She also had the blood of a wizard in her body. A wizard could always do some weird things. Perhaps time travel was just one of the trivial ones.

On the contrary, after being sent by her grandfather to the Tyral Abbey in France, she rarely experienced the warmth of home. Everyone here treats her very well, not because of the superficial respect and love.

They will play games with her and make jokes with her. Here are the stern and nagging Sanesa, the silent but gentle Father Reid, the cute and cute companion Vivienne, and the babies who are taken care of by themselves. Those babies laugh when they see themselves during the day. Constantly, I saw myself crying endlessly at night.

The priest Reid knew very well about her special abilities. He would accurately come to her house every time before her magic ran away, telling her to calm down, let the flow go, and give the soul to God.

Although she didn't like the sequelae of being limp and powerless after the magic runaway was over, she really liked the ethereal feeling that the magic runaway gave her. At that moment, as if all obstacles had lost their effectiveness, she could see everything that happened within a hundred meters.

The movement of all objects became extremely fast, and people moved back and forth like lightning, moving things around in the monastery. The long workers in the square kept moving the wood up and down, the cooks in the glass garden came in and out with the basket, the apprentices by the deep well talked from time to time, sometimes whispered, the cat on the side of the road chased the dog, and tomorrow the dog chased the cat.

The trees are shaking constantly, the leaves are growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the flowers are declining at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the gargoyle standing for thousands of years at the top of the church can undergo subtle changes under her eyes.

At that moment, a huge amount of information was circulating in her mind, and she could overlook the world, as if she was the real master of this world, and no one could appreciate everything she felt, the realm that transcended everything.

But even so.

She also failed to predict the final fate of the monastery.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and a flash of red flashed in her mind, it was flowing blood.

"hateful!"

Thinking of what happened afterwards, those cold black-robed wizards, she bit her lips tightly, her fingers stuck in her hair, and she grabbed her scalp tightly.

After a while, she calmed down her emotions and picked up the letter again, thinking that if she hadn't received the letter, she would have died in this place directly.

However, to her surprise, the letters on the letters that were still normal just now squirmed, some evaporated, some reorganized, and finally turned into a short sentence.

[Change everything. 】

Chloe shivered and threw the letter out.

The letter paper fluttered and fell to the ground dangling.

As if placing a glass of mellow spirits in front of a drunkard, the dream directly penetrated her innermost real thoughts.

"No, no, nothing can be done."

Chloe said to herself, she remembered Hoffa's last words to herself.

If it is not necessary, do not use the entity.

That's the famous Occam's Razor Law. The boy reminded himself that if you want nothing to happen, you should do nothing.

She opened the window and looked at Paris at night, trying to use the cold wind outside the window to refresh herself.

There was no cold wind outside the window, some were fighters flying across the sky, and the low roar they made while flying, and the air defense sirens that sounded in the distance made her feel uneasy.

At this moment, the boundary between reality and illusion began to blur.

The simple sentence on the letter paper began to multiply in her mind like a virus.

【Change everything】

First the monastery, then Mary. There are too many abnormalities and accidents in this world, making her deeply feel the impermanence and uncontrollability of fate.

Can history be changed? If there is a chance.

Maybe you can try it. Finally, she stood up and picked up the letter paper.

"I have to try," she said.

Pushing the door open, she left her room and walked quickly towards the room where Sister Sanesa was.

She doesn't know if the nun is asleep, but she is the leader of this monastery. If she tells her that the German wizard is coming, she might be able to change what was once unstoppable.

The monastery in the night is shining with dim figures. It is the street lamp on the street of Paris, and the shadows formed by illuminating the ground through the stained glass painted with **** and the Virgin.

Fear is like an indigestible meal in her belly. She can only pray silently to God not to encounter such unknown monsters.

Fortunately, it seems that this dream has been changed from evil to righteousness, and has made up his mind to stop playing those low-level tricks.

When she came to the door of Mother Sanesa's office, she took a deep breath and wanted to knock on the door. But a strange moan came from the door, which made her hand freeze in front of the door.

"Don't worry, uh... wait a minute, is the kid okay now?" a man asked in a low voice.

"It should be okay, I asked Vivian to send her dinner."

"It's really weird. Since I came back yesterday, I have felt that her condition is very wrong. She is usually the most lively and loves to laugh." The man said again.

"Are you going to run away with magic power again?" the female voice asked in a low voice.

"Impossible." The man said, "I just passed magic power to her a week ago, and it's safe now."

Sisi Suoso's voice came into Chloe's ears, and she recognized the owners of the voice as Father Reid and Sister Sanesa.

This made her a little confused.

Father Reid has always been responsible for mass, confession and exorcism, and does not live here, but if he is still in the monastery so late, he should get off work early.

The voice in the room was somewhat suppressed, and the woman sighed: "Seriously, dear, how much time does she have?"

"I'm afraid it's not long. The magic power has become more and more violent recently. I am worried that I will not be able to satisfy this power anymore."

"Can't even you?"

"I'm just a servant of God, but I'm not a God." The man suddenly became irritable: "Damn! If the source of this power is not eliminated, sooner or later she will be completely sucked up by the devil in her body. God **** it, do this kind of thing. People must be truly frantic."

After a moment of silence, the woman said: "Send her back, dear, you have been doing this hard work for seven years, maybe the people in her family can handle her problems by themselves."

Chloe suddenly felt terrified. At this time, she just wanted to go back as soon as possible, and never wanted to do anything extra. However, that curiosity was like a magnet, firmly holding her feet in place.

"Who doesn't say that?" The man's irritable voice softened, and he sighed:

"If Le May had a way, he would have done it a long time ago, but he hasn't done it. He has tried everything. The kid can't stand it if it is more, and the monster is unhappy if it is less."

"Forget it, don't say it, she naturally has her destiny."

"Yes, let's not say it, one day is one day, come on."

An urgent and soft voice came from the room, and she stretched out her trembling hand and held it on the doorknob. A certain magical force made the door lock useless, and she pushed it lightly and pushed the door lock open by a small slit.

The scene made her eyes widened and her breathing was short.

The dim room was shining with weird red, the crucifixion of Jesus, the place where the nun’s daily confession and prayer, and the nun’s black and white robe hanging from the table like a tassel.

A strong man with his **** half exposed, standing at the desk with his back facing her.

And there are two long legs around his waist. Although they are four or five meters away, she still recognizes the face of the owner of that leg. She closed her eyes and hugged the man's neck, her shoulders were suffering from pain. And enjoy the face.

Chloe must have not had time to cover her mouth, or even if she did, she still made some noise. The face on the shoulder opened his eyes and looked straight at the nun at the door.

Everything happened too fast, she pushed the man away frantically, and when the water flashed, she put on her robe and walked quickly towards Chloe.

Chloe sat down on the ground, flushed with red ears, and her heart was beating like a giant drum. An extremely uncomfortable nausea kept rising from her stomach.

No, it's impossible. The monastery is a sacred place. Father Red and Sister Sanesa are extremely devout believers. How can they do such blasphemous things under the idols...impossible!

The middle-aged nun stood in front of her, clutching her robe.

She had never seen that expression on Sanesa's face, it was a mixture of embarrassment, anger, shame and unwillingness.

"Listen to me." Chloe said in a panic. "The German wizard is coming. You, you have to, hurry up...get out of here."

After that, even she felt that her words were so pale and weak, she felt that Sister Sanesa didn't care what she said at all. She just closed her eyes, her face turned red and white.

The bell rang in the distance, and the nun in the nightmare opened her eyes, "Shut down!" she said tremblingly. "Being in confinement, you are not allowed to come out until next month!"