Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Ministry of Magic.

In the underground room, the warm fire crackled vigorously. The space isolated by the oak gate was quiet. Chloe sat in front of a crystal ball with her knees on her knees, as she maintained the most posture this week, like a divination witch.

Know the weather outside through the magic crystal ball placed on the table mat. If it snows outside, the crystal ball will snow. If it is sunny outside, the crystal ball will be sunny.

This is the only channel through which she can obtain information recently.

The oak door of the room was pushed open, and Nicholas Lemay came to her with a cane in one hand and a cup of hot cocoa in the other hand, and handed her the cocoa in his hand.

"Do you like watching snow?"

"dislike."

Chloe took the hot cocoa and said glumly: "I like sunny days."

"Wait for a while, I'll take you to the tropical beach, how about it." Nicolaema sat tremblingly beside her, sticking to the silver cane with both hands.

"I do not understand."

Chloe said directly.

"What don't you understand?"

"Why are we staying at the Ministry of Magic?" Chloe asked with a bewildered cup of steaming, "Why didn't you take me home. After so many years, my parents didn't want to see me at all?"

Seeing Chloe's serious look, the smile on Nicol LeMay's old face faded a bit. He shook his head and sighed slightly: "You are not home yet, dear."

"I... isn't my home here, London?"

"No, our home is far away," the old man said.

Chloe looked at him with a confused face, completely ignoring what he meant.

"Ah, this... Forget it, let's not talk about this for now."

Nicole May waved his hand and tremblingly took out a wooden box from behind. "Christmas is coming, I have a gift I want to give you."

He slowly opened the wooden box and saw a transparent crystal necklace lying quietly in the box. It has a hexagonal shape with dense and peculiar patterns engraved on it, which is very beautiful.

Chloe looked at the wooden box, her eyes lit up. She had never seen such a beautiful necklace.

"Come on, try it."

Nicholas tremblingly took out the necklace from the box and put it on Chloe's neck.

Chloe felt cold all over and shivered. She looked at her chest as if she was wearing a necklace made of ice.

"what is this?"

She curiously asked the great-great-great-grandfather.

"This is a gadget I made in my spare time."

The old man blinked at the girl playfully. He pressed Chloe's chest and fastened her collar firmly: "Remember, no matter what happens, don't let anyone see this necklace."

His appearance made Chloe even more confused. Since her return, Nicole LeMay has kept her in an underground room of the Ministry of Magic, not letting her go out, let alone contacting anyone. . But what's the point of wearing a necklace if you don't let her see anyone?

She touched the hard object on her chest and asked with some uncertainty: "Do you know something, but don't want to tell me?"

"Yes, I'll tell you when you get home."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind him, and Nicole Mayor answered.

The door opened.

Chloe heard a man asking in a hoarse, tired voice at the door: "Is she ready?"

"always be ready."

Nicole May answered, and then he shouted at Chloe: "Someone came to see you, Chloe."

She hurriedly got up, but standing outside the door was a young man in a black cloak.

At first glance, her reaction was that this man was so handsome. But when she took a closer look, she immediately didn't think so. This man and his grandfather are completely the other way around. He wears a brand-new bowler hat, has an unusually beautiful face and pointed ears, just like a fairy walking out of a fairy tale. But his dull blue eyes looked extremely lifeless, like an old man about to die.

"This is Minister De La Cess."

Nicol LeMay was not surprised at all. He stepped aside and said to Chloe: "Hurry up and say hello."

Minister of Magic?

This is an unexpected look. She always thought that this kind of executives started at least at the age of 40 or 50, but this person looked like she was about the same age.

Chloe looked at Nicole LeMay. He could clearly detect a strong disgust in his grandfather's eyes, but he kept a friendly smile on his face.

Out of politeness, she bowed to the other lady very gracefully.

The other party also took off his hat, bends down slightly, and his voice became uninteresting: "Hello."

Chloe can see that the man's hair is a rare pure silver.

After bowing, the man said to Nicole May: "Are everything else arranged?"

"It's all arranged."

Nicol LeMay replied.

"Come here, then."

The man beckoned Chloe, as if motioning for her to go with him.

Chloe looked at his great-great-great-great-grandfather in confusion, but he just smiled and said, "Go, go and do Minister De Laces a favor. Tomorrow I will take you to the beach, remember my words, don’t Afraid."

Before Chloe could say anything, Nicole LeMay turned his head and pushed her out of the door. Pushed to the side of Fatir who was standing outside the door.

"Let's go," Fatir said.

Then she took her puzzled and walked forward.

Chloe, who turned his head one step at a time, seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking inside the door.

"What do you want me to do for you?"

She asked the Minister of Magic.

"I'll tell you wherever I go."

The Minister of Magic said this, and led her into a lift. With the sound of Ding Ding Dangdang and clicking, the golden fence door slid slightly open, and the two followed the lift all the way up.

There were no people in the Ministry of Magic on Christmas Eve, and there was not much light. Only an indifferent female voice can be heard constantly prompting the name of the layer.

"On the seventh floor, the Department of Magical Sports, including the headquarters of the British and Irish Quidditch Union, the official Gobstone Club and the Patent Office for Comic Products."

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"The sixth floor, the Magic Transportation Department, including the Floo Network Administration, the Flying Broom Management and Control Bureau, the Door Key Office, and the Apparition Test Center."

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"The third level, the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, including the Reversal of Incidental Magical Events Team, the Memory Cancellation Command, and the Muggle Mediation Committee."

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"The second level, the Magic Law Enforcement Department, including the Office of Prohibition of Abuse of Magic, Auror Command and Wisengama Management Agency."

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Only when passing those floors, would occasional fire light illuminate the faces of the two of them, and Chloe secretly observed Fatir. This man was very taciturn, and for a moment she felt that he was a bit like Hoffa, because Hoffa didn't talk much on the way back. However, he didn't have the vigorous vitality of that young man, and some only had a decadent life. "

With a soft ding-dong sound, the elevator landed on the top floor.

"On the first floor, the Office of the Minister of Magic, International Affairs Conference Hall."

Fatir walked out of the golden iron fence expressionlessly and opened a black iron door in a dim corridor.

The room was dark, and the furnishings in the room could not be seen clearly. This made Chloe a little uneasy. She thought of the room where she was bloodied by Mans, and there seemed to be something invisible in the darkness of this room. The behemoth was swimming slowly.

The man pressed her on the chair, then waved his wand and lit a candle, only one.

Then he sat down on the table behind the candle, crossing his fingers.

"Did Hoffabach tell you why he wants to send you back?"

He asked nonchalantly.

"Huh, you know?"

Chloe was surprised and a little excited: "Speaking of it, I have always been very strange, he seems to be unwilling to tell me the real reason."

"such......"

The man murmured, and the blue fisheyes stared at Chloe in the distance without blinking. After wandering for a while, he said solemnly: "I have a daughter who is as old as you. Speaking of which, I have I thought about marrying my daughter to him."

"Uh...cough cough...who will you marry?"

"Hoffabach."

"Puff..." Chloe didn't expect the other person to say that, and laughed, almost choking on her saliva. She scratched her head in embarrassment: "Hoffa, he... I'm probably about the same age as me. Isn't it too early for you to say this?"

"Early? My secretary gave me a copy of statistics. In fact, half of Hogwarts' boy and girl friends will become husbands and wives after graduation. After all, the circle of wizarding society is relatively small."

He even took out a dozen parchment paper from the drawer seriously, "Do you want to see this data?"

"Still no need, why are you looking for me?"

She moved in her chair a little uneasy, the tone and content of the man's words were very strange.

"I remember that the content of the nun's work is the salvation and redemption part, and the world should be treated equally."

"Yes it is."

Speaking of his own job, Chloe straightened up immediately.

"We are in charge of lectures and preaching. Of course what you said is part of my job."

"Thank you, I understand." Fatir nodded calmly: "My daughter is dead. She died of some unknown disease."

"what!?"

Under the light of the candle, Chloe opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while. After a while, she stammered and said, "Hug...sorry. But...that's why...you came to you, do you want to save your daughter?"

"That's why Hoffa Bach sent you here."

The Minister of Magic crossed his fingers in front of her and said.

All the interest in talking suddenly disappeared at this moment, and she suddenly felt very irritable. The calmness and friendliness that has always been like feeding a dog. She wanted to get up and walk away immediately, but after thinking about it, she still sat on the spot and asked politely: "When did your daughter pass away?"

"About a year and a half ago."

Fatir said.

"Are you sure you are dead?"

Fatir looked at her without speaking.

"I am a nun, a servant of God, not a wishing pool." She endured her displeasure and said: "Destiny is unchangeable. What happens will definitely happen. Besides, I can't go back one and a half years ago, which is too exaggerated. Up."

"I know you would say that."

Fatir answered immediately. He bent down and took out a peculiar machine emitting a green light from under the wide table and placed it in front of Chloe. Under the faint candlelight, the thing looked like a head-sized copper snail. On the brass metal structure, a round transparent glass ball was placed, and the glass ball was shining with dim green light.

Then he took out a bright red apple from his pocket and pushed it next to the unknown machine.

"Can I borrow a drop of your blood?"

Fatir asked mildly.

That demeanor reminded Chloe immediately of Mans. She stood up in horror and covered her shoulder. If it weren't for knowing that he was the Minister of Magic, she would almost immediately slam the door and leave.

She looked back, but she couldn't see the entrance door at all. Under the dim candlelight, she couldn't even see the face of the man opposite, only his dim blue eyes.

The darkness flashed by, and an invisible object slid past her. Chloe shivered and his ears hurt.

Then he saw the man withdraw his hand, with a drop of blood on his finger. More than two meters away, she didn't know how that man did it, but she could feel other creatures in this dark room.

Fatir retracted his palm. He took the red apple from the table and threw it into the glass orb on the top of the snail-shaped machine, and then dropped the blood to the mouth of the metal component.

Then, as the green light flashed by, Chloe was dumbfounded, and saw the apple turning green, smaller, and thinner at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into petals, and then into flower buds. Become nothing.

"Look, this is my latest time converter. It can amplify your power infinitely. With it, I can easily go back to a year and a half ago." Fatir said softly.