Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"Do not!!"

Cedri’s Diggory reacted first. He exclaimed, pulled out his wand from his waist, and rushed bravely towards the huge creature standing in the middle of the maze.

"Fainted."

A spell burned in Cedric's anger hit Thunderbird, but the spell was like hitting a steel plate with welding wire, and there was no response.

"Bone to pieces!"

He waved his wand again.

Hoffa, who had turned into a Thunderbird, was a little impatient with the noise, turned his head and glanced at Cedric. At a glance, Cedric Diggory, who wielded his magic wand, was struck by a flash of lightning from the sky. The electric convulsed all over, his hair exploded, and finally fell to the ground with a dark face, constantly convulsing.

After solving Cedric, Hoffa removed his huge paws, and the platform on which the trophy was placed was stepped into the ground by him. The trophy itself was also pressed into a metal pie. It is estimated that he would not even collect the broken pieces. .

If the trophy of the Triwizard Tournament is the key to the door, then the moment you touch it, you should be sent to Voldemort's hometown. He also planned to go to Voldemort's lair to force him to surrender the resurrection stone.

However, now the trophy has not only failed to respond, even a trace of magical power has not been emitted, which made his heart sink slowly. History has gone wrong again.

The trophy is not a door key.

Sphinx reminded himself that there are shameful things in the maze, but what shameful things are. If the two warriors are really robbing the trophy, it seems that there is nothing shameful.

Harry Potter...

His gaze shifted to the young man who had been calculated by him before. He knew that Voldemort's target was this person, and he was definitely not a person who was waiting to die. After he left the team, he would definitely find other ways to get Harry Potter over.

At this moment, Harry Potter was kneeling in front of Cedric who was twitching constantly, trying to touch him but not daring to touch him, his face was full of horror and worry.

Perceiving the extremely oppressive look of the huge six-winged bird, he got up from the ground, face to face with the huge thunderbird, and kept backing away, his face was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't seem to know what was going on.

Looking at each other for less than two seconds.

Suddenly, a purple, huge snake snaked out of the dark labyrinth. It has a row of patterns and scales, shimmering teeth, extremely fast, and its head is the size of a motorcycle.

It passed by the fork of the maze where Harry was, and opened its mouth to bite Harry Potter.

The moment the giant snake opened his mouth, Hoffa couldn't speak well. He saw Cedric who was unconscious under the snake's belly, and Harry Potter who collapsed to the ground.

He flapped his six wings towards the giant snake.

The wind was violent, and in less than two seconds, he appeared in front of the giant snake, stretched out his claws, one claw stretched out to Cedric who fell on the ground unconscious, and the other hand stretched out to Harry who had been frightened and stupefied. Potter.

The giant snake raised his head and flicked, Harry Potter was hung from the teeth of a giant snake like a hook on a high-speed rail, and was thrown high, avoiding Hoffa's sharp claws.

Damn it!

Scales and blood spattered.

The neck of the giant snake was marked with three deep claw marks by Thunderbird's steel claws.

Then, it lowered its head, held the boy, and rushed into the maze like lightning. The whole process takes no more than one second, and everything is completed in a very high movement speed.

When Thunderbird landed, Hoffa turned back into a human form. He held Cedric, who was nearly run over by a giant snake, and his hands full of snake scales and blood. He couldn't help cursing **** it.

He knew that Tom Riddle would not give up, and he actually used the trophy as a guise, but his own real body came to Hogwarts in person. Is it intended to be resurrected on the spot in Hogwarts?

Hoffa couldn't understand. The guy was obviously weak to that extent. He didn't believe that his weak body could withstand Apparition or any other kind of long journey from England to Scotland.

Damn, what is he going to do?

He glanced at Cedric Diggory who was in his arms. Although he was struck by a bolt of thunder and lightning, he was not life-threatening. He was awake at the moment, and he was looking at him with terrified eyes.

Hoffa put him on the ground and whispered: "Close your eyes."

Cedric Crick looked at the strange gray-haired man in front of him, and the strange golden eyes, and thought that he had just rescued himself from the snake's belly, and Yiyan closed his eyes.

A few stone hands crossed the ground and wrapped Cedric Diggory in, like a closed lotus flower. Then the lotus slowly sank into the ground, leaving only a ventilation hole.

"Good luck, Cedric."

Hoffa murmured as he looked at Shi Lian at his feet.

After experiencing the affairs of Barty and his son, he already knows the iron law that fate is almost unshakable. If a person is bound to die, then no matter how hard he tries, it will be useless. The same is true for Cedelli in Shilian. Maybe he can’t. Change his fate, but he has done all he can do.

Settling down Cedric Diggory, he ran wildly through the maze following the blood stains left by the giant snake. Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left and right turn around.

Whether it is a giant spider with eight legs, a snail with eight feet in length, or a dementor who is still floating in the air, as long as he doesn't know the creatures blocking him in front of him, he will take a picture of him.

After turning for nearly a hundred bends in a row, under his frantic pursuit at no cost, he soon caught up with the giant snake that took Harry Potter away, and saw its tail moving in front of the maze. .

Huh!

The swimming giant snake seemed to hit an obstacle and stopped suddenly. Then, it had to swim upwards before crossing the obstacles.

The obstacle also blocked Hoffa's footsteps, ran closer and stopped. It turned out to be a huge unicorn lying on the ground, the one he had seen before.

But at this moment, the unicorn is no longer as good as it used to be. It fell to the ground, skinny and skinny, in less than half an hour. It didn’t know what terrible things it had experienced. It fell on the ground like a horse. A dying old horse.

There was also a woman standing in front of the unicorn, Lotus.

Her face was as pale as paper, and she was wearing a white one-piece dress, but there was an unusually dazzling red on the lower abdomen of the white dress.

The dazzling red once again awakened Hoffa's subconscious sense of sight, causing him to stop breathing.

He came to Furong step by step, looked at her pale paper face, and asked with a trembling, "What happened?"

"Nothing happened." She replied, her voice low and unsearchable.

"Nothing happened?"

Hoffa asked, how she didn't look like nothing happened.

"Nothing happened."

She repeated this sentence hollowly, and she put her hand in front of her blood-soaked abdomen, and walked forward slowly. The white long skirt slashed across the ground, leaving a bright red blood stain on the grass, slowly disappearing from Hoffa's vision.

With incomparable confusion, Hoffa walked forward along the blood stains left by Furong and came to another clearing in the maze.

The clearing was square, and the serpent stopped in the middle of the clearing. At this moment, Harry was untidy and unconscious. The serpent rolled around him, facing the man who came out of the maze, hissing threateningly—hissing Hiss!

Hoffa did not pay attention to Harry Potter. His attention was drawn to the peculiar landscape on the clearing. There, there was a fake unicorn made of plants, more than three meters high, and under the fake unicorn. , Stood a wretched-looking short fat man, and a little baby covered in blood in his arms.

The little baby was staring at Hoffa with scary red eyes at the moment, sneering.

Thinking of the blood on the white dress of Furong's lower abdomen, and the male unicorn that fainted to the ground.

Hoffa's legs softened and he almost fell to the ground, making his mind dizzy. In order for the weak Voldemort to come here, these guys could even use this kind of black magic.

"Tom..."

Hoffa's fist burst into blue veins.

"Oh, Bach...hehehehe..." the blood-covered baby smiled in Wormtail's arms, "have you seen that woman? It's a shame that you didn't see the picture just now, it's very exciting. "

Hoffa cracked his teeth, "Why are you... so skilled?"

"Everything has a price."

The baby Voldemort said, "Someone has to pay, but that person must not be me."

The disgust on Hoffa’s face was even greater at any time in the past: "I...really...underestimate you."

"Normal, I overestimate you... come here, Nanji."

The little baby moved his thin arms. The purple snake on the side wrapped Harry Potter in a coma, and slowly swam to Voldemort's side. He touched the snake's head with his thin arms, staring at Hoffa, and sarcastically said: "Is it fun to grab trophies with two little kids?"

"Bring him... to me." Hoffa pointed to Harry Potter who was unconscious.

"Love is overflowing again?" Voldemort said coldly, "Then you can dig a small grave for him after I hang him."

Hoffa walked towards him with an iron face.

"I knew you couldn't believe it, Bach."

Voldemort, who was covered in blood, was not afraid. He sneered in a dark voice: "Even with so many premises, so many agreements, so many terms, you still betrayed me."

"Yes, but I don't regret it at all."

Hoffa strode towards Voldemort: "If I can, I really want to find your dirty soul fragments and destroy them all one by one."

"Is it time? Bach..."

Baby Voldemort looked at Hoffa in the same disgust, but said in a pleasant voice: "You know, I heard a very interesting news recently.

I heard others say that you are actually dead, and standing here is just the same you were fifty years ago, and you will soon return fifty years ago, tell me, is that right? "

"Yes it is."

Hoffa stopped ten meters away from Wormtail. He tore off his shirt and his body began to rise.

"It's a shame, hahahaha."

Voldemort laughed happily: "Then I will forgive you for everything you did to me, after all, you have already paid the price."

boom! !

A deep hole was stepped on the ground, and Hoffa flew towards Voldemort and raised his fist: "Even so, it is enough for me to kill you now."

Wormtail was holding the baby, and his legs trembled with fright. The little baby shouted, "Stop him, Le May!!"

Accompanied by his voice, dozens of iron pipes descended from the sky in succession, blocking Hoffa's path and surrounding him. Then, a man's voice came from behind Hoffa.

"Naniji, take them where they should go."

Hoffa turned his head a little bit and saw the white-haired old man standing behind him. His anger was like a world-destroying flood that broke a bank. He leaned down from Mount Olympus, and was about to wash away the world of evil. clean.

"LeMay, what are you doing stupid." Hoffa was furious. "Didn't Fattier's death make you sober?"

"That should make you a little more sober."

Nicol Lemay said lightly, and he looked at Hoffa calmly: "At least I'm not doing the impossible."

"The impossible..."

Hoffa repeated Le May's words.

"Voldemort is right. You really can't learn to weigh the pros and cons." Nicol Lemay sighed: "Your hot emotions have made you, and will ruin you."

"Destroy me..."

Hoffa repeated Le May's words, his expression getting more angry.

"huh huh huh huh..."

Amid Voldemort's sly laugh, the serpent snaked around and slowly disappeared into the maze with Harry Potter.

Its actions sounded like a horn of battle.

The hurricane roared and broke the trunk like dead branches. In the natural scream and howl, he rushed straight to the sky.

With a slap, Hoffa smashed the iron pipe that had blocked him. Nicole LeMay drew out his wand, took out the glass ball from his arms, and blocked Hoffa on his way.

In the next instant, with his body as the center, a dazzling white light exploded around his entire body, causing Hoffa to lose his sight.

Then Nico Lemay took out his wand, and smashed his opponent with more than twenty spells and magic potions.

Hoffa disappeared, and when he reappeared, he snatched Nicol Lemay's glass ball, threw it into the sky, and shattered it with a flash of lightning.

But Le May grabbed his arm, the knots were white, and some kind of medicine was applied to his hand, which corroded Hoffa's wrist to the bone.

"You will change sooner or later, what does it matter one day after the other?" Nicole Lemay shouted.

"Shut up, you don't care about anything, old man."

Hoffa kicked him away: "The way you were before was all pretended, you hypocrite, tell me what you want?"

"Dare you say that to me?" Le May slammed Hoffa's face with a backhand, smashing his nose with bleeding: "You dare to say I don't care."

His saliva splattered: "Do you think I want to kill that girl? Do you think I don't care about my age and do such filthy things? Do you know who told me to take you by all means? Send it back?"

"Well, who is it, is it Dumbledore or Voldemort, or a wizard from all over Europe?" Hoffa's face was distorted with anger and contempt.

"It's you, yourself!!" Nicole Mayan angrily pushed Hoffa: "In the future, you will come to me personally, arrange me to find you, let me help you accept your fate after his death, let I will send you back by any means, all this is his instruction."

The wind stopped silent, Hoffa's face turned from blue to white, who could know himself better than himself, the most saintly and inhumane, if it were the old man, the self in fifty years, he could not argue that all of this was false.

Nicole LeMay calmed down. He let go of Hoffa's hand, walked up and down on the grass, and said, "I care more than anyone. I care about Chloe, I care about that girl, can cover the nest. There is no end egg below, if I don’t want to send you back, no one will survive."

Hoffa's emotions were agitated, but he couldn't say anything. He could only look up to the sky with a long sigh: "Stop talking, Le May."

Nicole LeMay shook his head: "Whether you listen or not, facts are facts after all. The cause and effect woven by the arrow of time is like a net. The life is countless threads, and you are the net of destiny. At a node of, any of your actions will change the fate of others."

Hoffa closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Bach, you don't belong to this era at all, you must go back in time! Otherwise, the whole world will collapse, and we will all fall into eternal sleep. At that time, there is no point in resurrecting anyone."

"Of course I understand!!"

Hoffa suddenly opened his eyes. He grabbed LeMay’s neck and endured great anger until he bit his lips. "I will seal Grindelwald. I will go back fifty years ago and fix it. The fate of the world, but the only thing I think about is not to let history repeat. I only have this wish. Is it difficult to satisfy!?"

"History repeats...?"

Nicole LeMay looked at him confused.

"I want to resurrect Fatir's daughter! I must do this."

Hoffa roared: "I'm fed up with reincarnation again and again, I must change this!"

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Nico Lemay opened Hoffa’s hand and opened his arms under the lightning: "You can’t do it, a stupid boy who has been dead for fifty years without a soul. Even if you create a body, , It can only be an empty shell, does that make sense?"

"Do not,"

Hoffa stared at Nicol LeMay, and said with a very strong attitude: "Voldemort has a resurrection stone. I can grab his resurrection stone and summon her soul from Helheim."

Nicol LeMay stopped talking. He stared at Hoffa blankly, looking older than ever.

Hoffa stepped forward and pressed Nicol LeMay's shoulder.

"Help me, Le May, as long as I fulfill this wish, I will do what you want, and go back fifty years ago. Can you help me?"

Nico Lemay shook his head dumbly.

"What does it mean to shake your head? Isn't it possible that no condition can be met?"

"It's not that I'm not satisfied with you, Hoffa. It's that you are late, the resurrection stone... the resurrection stone has been taken by Grindelwald."

Nicole LeMay looked at Hoffa sadly; "As long as he controls the most critical step of the resurrection, he controls you. No matter what he says, you have to do it. He knows you too well."