Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

ten minutes later.

Hoffa and the future Dark Lord are standing on the edge of the cloud base, holding two night skies, with them Ryan, and the female vampire whose whole body is fastened to death by ropes, she probably already knows The news that his family was wiped out and the wizard was taken away. She was tied to Ye Qi's back, and even her mouth was blocked by an iron chain. There was a deep hatred in the eyes of Tom and Hoffa.

Tom didn't want to say anything to Hoffa anymore. He took the female vampire by his side, as if carrying a certain piece of goods, and put her on the back of Yeqi, and then turned over and stepped on Yeqi's back.

The black creature spread its huge wings and silently descended to Bournemouth below.

Ryan looked at Ye Qi under him, and then at Hoffa who was standing on the ground, thinking that he was going to sit behind him, his teeth trembled.

But Hoffa didn't look at him or talk to him. He only patted Ye Qi's neck gently. The Ye Qi felt something, spread his wings, raised his front hoof, and fell straight down.

Ryan's hair, which was blown by the air of the clouds, was messed up on his face, several kilometers above the ground. He turned his head and saw that the huge black shadow of the four-winged bird in the clouds flickered and then disappeared.

He swears that this is the worst day he has experienced, no one. Since he met the evil Ravenclaw, his destiny has become like a broken tub in the waves, no longer under his control.

When the two Ye Qi finally landed on the ground, Hoffa was already standing on the ground waiting for them.

They returned to the dungeon of Bournemouth. Yesterday, it was very lively. Numerous vampires wandered in the dungeon and sang and banquets. Today's dungeon is lifeless and quiet like a copy after being pushed by a footman. Occasionally, a few wizards patrolling and standing guard pass by in the distance.

Tom Riddle straddled Ye Qi, his wand pointed at the vampire, "The curse stopped."

Click, the chains that bound the vampire were all opened, and the female vampire collapsed to the ground weakly.

"What he asks you to do, you do."

Tom said condescendingly: "Don't even think about running, if you don't want to suffer more before you die."

The vampire slowly propped himself up from the ground and spit on Tom's feet. This action was exchanged for a heavy kick, and Tom Riddle's bright calfskin boots fell on the vampire's face.

"Call me when you are hungry, and don't do anything else." His tone was thick and impatient.

"As... as you wish... Master Wizard."

The vampire crawled under his feet full of hatred and said.

Tom let go of his foot and looked at Hoffa: "Okay, take us to the Muggle that killed the vampire. If he really exists, faster."

Hoffa pulled the female vampire up, "Are there any hidden places in your city?"

The vampire didn't even look at him, she stood up and patted the ashes on her body. Said to the two of them: "Come with me."

The four were speechless, the female vampire walked at the front, Hoffa walked in the middle, and Tom took Ryan and walked at the end of the line. They walked to the depths of the empty city, and soon disappeared in the depths of the castle community.

Moonlight poured in through the gaps between the narrow windows, leaving mottled silver spots on their faces. When midnight fell, the female vampire led them into a hidden chapel on the side of the city. The yellow seal has been pulled down by yesterday's search wizard, and there are still a few wizards standing guard on the road.

Seeing the four of Hoffa, they immediately greeted them. At this time, Riddle's role was reflected. He just stood forward, said something casually, and the wizards on guard put them in respectfully. . In the eyes of those wizards, Tom Riddle was also an extremely decent man, one of the mainstays of the wizarding society in the future.

When Hoffa entered, he found that the inside was similar to the outside, with seals stuck everywhere, and everything was almost moved. Only some empty cabinets remained.

However, after arriving here, Hoffa immediately noticed that there was a mystery behind the cabinet. It's strange to say that this is not the perception brought by his mental ability, but the confined space behind the cabinet can be clearly seen through vision. This is his extra ability after the night.

Sure enough, the female vampire walked to the cabinet and fumbled for a while, and then with a push, the cabinet turned over, revealing a narrow passage behind it.

Tom Riddle stood still, and said to Koffanunu, it was obvious that he wanted him to go in first.

Hoffa saw no danger, and followed the female vampire into the dark room. This should be the place where the vampire hides things. It is a boxy storage room with animal skin blankets on the floor, a set of sofas and a desk.

In the center of the desk, there is an unfolded note book. The paper is rough and yellowed, and some words are written on it in strange swash English.

On the left side of the notebook, on the edge of the table, there is a neat stack of books, about seven or eight books. The wall on their right hand side is inlaid with gray-white pipes and wall lamps connected to the pipes.

This lamp has a western classical flavor. It is about half the size of an adult's head. The inner layer is transparent glass, and the black metal surrounds the grid.

Obliquely below the extinguished wall lamp, a black ink bottle was shrouded in light red brilliance, and the embossed surface formed a vague three-ringed moon pattern.

Seeing the pattern, Hoffa realized that he touched his chest. There is also an exquisite three-ring glass stained glass window on the high ceiling, and moonlight shines from the scattered glass lenses. It fell on the right hand of the room, which was the Bogu shelf of the room.

At the bottom of the shelf are piles of scrolls. When you open it, you can see some Renaissance oil paintings. On the shelf of the sofa, there are various accessories, Swiss watches, Chinese ceramics, and South American sculptures. Even Japanese Ukiyo-e.

At the top is a glass bottle with a very delicate and lifelike warship floating in the blue liquid. The ship in this bottle was very delicate, shining in the moonlight, and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Ship in a bottle.

"These are my father's collection, some robbed, some others gave it, you want to take it yourself." The female vampire said coldly, standing in the middle of the room.

After entering the room, Tom Riddle loosened the rope on Ryan and searched the room enthusiastically, picking up a watch for a while, and a famous painting for a while.

But Hoffa was short of interest. These millions of pounds worth of collections were meaningless to him. He felt that the female vampire probably misunderstood her meaning. He wanted to find Mans’ hiding place, not The treasure room of the old vampire.

"Is there no place for Tibetans? If someone were to hide, where would he hide?"

He asked the female vampire.

"You ask me who do I ask, this is the most hidden place I know." said the female vampire. Then, she opened her mouth somewhat happily, "Isn't there any extraordinary strategy to find someone this time, Master Wizard!?"

"strange."

Hoffa didn't care about the female vampire's irony. He was lost in thought. Mans took away the nun and the children of the French refugees. It seemed that he was going to do something big.

But no matter what he wants to do, he has to have a place and supplies. After all, this is a material world. It is impossible to bring a group of people without eating or drinking. If that is the case, it is better to kill everyone at the beginning. . He felt that with that guy's shrewdness, he could never do such a stupid thing.

After checking a series of collections in the house, Tom showed a look of disappointment on his face. Obviously these Muggle objects could not enter his magical eyes. He threw away a diamond-encrusted watch in his hand: "Is it all over? , It seems that the magical Muggle officer you are talking about is not here."

"Give me some more time," Hoffa said in a deep voice.

"It's up to you, I don't want to leave anyway."

Tom walked behind the mahogany table and sat down on a chair with his legs crossed on the table, turning his wand in his hand, and said with a dispirited voice: "I'm staying here, there are some treasures here. You must be willing Find it, then find it yourself."

Hoffa glanced at Ryan, he was looking at himself, and when he noticed his eyes, he immediately lowered his head and stared at his toes, as if he didn't want to have anything to do with him.

"Okay, you wait for me here." Hoffa said to Tom, "Don't go anywhere."

After that, he left the dark room alone and wandered around in the castle. First, he came to the kitchen of the vampire castle. There were many machines for bloodletting, covered with blood spots, and there were many hooks on the ceiling. There are many living people hanging here, but now those hooks are empty.

The efficiency of the search for wizards is still very high. In just a few days, they cleaned up the corpses and blood slaves here.

Then he went to the theater, the living room, the bedroom and so on. But without exception, these places are empty. This made Hoffa feel at a loss to find a needle in a haystack, and he couldn't help wondering whether what he was doing was meaningful.

Wandering around, he finally returned to the treasure room brought by the female vampire. The few people in the room did not speak. Tom Riddle was still leaning on the red leather seat where the vampire once sat, maintaining a sullen look. Looking lazy at the play, the female vampire and Ryan stood in a corner of the room, the vampire looked at Ryan, and Ryan stared at the ground.

"How is the harvest?"

Tom asked, leaning back in his chair.

Hoffa shook his head. "Not found."

"That's really unexpected." Tom grinned, gloating.

Hoffa was numb to his sarcasm, and Tom said casually, and he couldn't really do anything to him, and the guy who really pierced his heart was the big head that worried him.

Has Mans gone?

The city left.

If that were the case, I was afraid I would never find a nun again.

But after another thought, I felt that this speculation was unreliable.

The exit of the dungeon is hundreds of meters above the ground, and there is a vacuum zone of more than 100 meters in the middle. He is a Muggle who can’t magic, can’t fly or apparate, how did he climb out? It. Unless he goes to fly a plane, but that's impossible.

Was it mixed with ordinary wizards? There is such a big hole in his chest that fools can see the strangeness. Even if the wound is covered, it is not dumb with so many people.

Hoffa constantly denied the speculation in his mind. Finally, helpless, he even took out the glass ball, wanting to ask if the guy who claimed to be the **** of nightmares had any clues.

But the monster in the glass ball closed into a black seed at the moment, seeming to be asleep, and ignored his intentions at all.

However, when he put down the glass ball, another glass product in this storage room attracted his attention.

It was the glass bottle on the Bogu shelf. He came to the glass bottle, and there was a warship in the bottle.

Hoffa bent down and slowly noticed something wrong. The more he looked at the ship, the more familiar he became. As a model, it was too delicate, not to mention that the dense masts and gun barrels on the ship were restored, even A very small mini lifeboat parked next to the battleship was restored to life. The lifeboat was only the size of a grain of rice. That's right, even though it has shrunk countless times, he still recognizes it.

It was the Scharnhorst battleship that Ethan Dominic was driving at sea at that time.

A glimmer of electricity flashed through Hoffa's mind, and he grinned and grinned viciously.

Good guy, I can really hide.

He immediately reached out and pulled out the cork of the model ship in the bottle.

Tom Riddle was still playing with his wand and buckling his nails in front of the mahogany table. Suddenly, a gust of wind hits behind him, causing the chair with his back to fall to the ground. The wind with unparalleled suction, like a door key, caught off guard. The four people in the dark room were dragged into the void.