Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

At this moment, Quidditch is on the field.

Layers of thick smoke wafted from nowhere.

Albus Dumbledore on the top floor immediately noticed the anomaly. He stood up, frowned and scanned for a week and raised his wand.

Whisper softly: "Partition."

Hum.

As if invisible ripples flashed by, a powerful mental storm engulfed an inexplicable magnetic field, covering the entire Quidditch stadium, and all the gray fog was forced down. A ferocious beast's shadow was revealed.

But at this moment, a violent dizziness surged into Dumbledore's brain.

He was stunned for a second, then stunned, and then he showed a helpless wry smile and whispered: "Adebe, Gellert, you are really..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell heavily on the chair in the stand.

The huge mental field suddenly disappeared.

After losing Dumbledore's suppression, the thick fog continued to surge.

In the beginning, no one cared. The crowd was still excited to cheer for their team, but when the smoke thickened, their vision was blocked. All the players and spectators noticed something was wrong. They start to wonder at first.

Immediately afterwards, someone inhaled the smoke and started to fall.

The mood of the crowd gradually changed from excitement to panic.

Some senior students stood up. They wanted to find Dumbledore in a high place. However, Dumbledore collapsed on a chair inexplicably, tilted his head and unconscious. He tried to open his eyelids forcibly, but he couldn't help it. .

The Quidditch players also stopped fighting. They rode on their broomsticks, watching the lightning and thunder in the distance, and the thick gray fog under them, and they didn't know what happened.

Some players want to land on the ground.

But Aglaia noticed the abnormality. After all, she had faced poisonous gas in the forbidden forest. She suddenly shouted sharply: "Don't go down."

As soon as the voice fell, a large group of curled-winged demons threw out from the smoke, like a group of bats at night.

at this time.

The curled-winged demons suddenly dispersed, as if they felt something.

In the dark clouded sky, a huge lightning flashed suddenly, causing everyone to look up and exclaim.

The lightning seemed to be far away just now.

In the next second, a huge lightning bolt was in everyone's sight and struck the tower.

boom! !

The dazzling blue light tore through the thick black rain clouds.

The rain crackled and fell.

At this moment, someone exclaimed: "Look, there is a figure on the tower!"

The crowd exclaimed.

"Wait, that person seems to have been struck by lightning!"

"what!?"

"Not good! The person struck by lightning fell off!!!"

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Tom Riddle noticed something was wrong as soon as the smoke rose from the stadium, his brows tightened, and he walked out of the spectator stand quickly.

But the more he went down, the more he felt the danger of the gray mist, he squinted his eyes and thought for a moment. Then he returned to the heights, took out his yew wand decisively, pointed it at a Quidditch player in the distant sky, and said calmly: "All petrified."

The Gryffindor player didn't know what was going on, so he was suddenly hit by the Petrification Curse. He fell straight off the broom.

Afterwards, Tom calmly stretched out his left hand, and the Gryffindor player's broomstick flew into his hand.

He didn't even look at the gray fog on the Quidditch pitch, stepped on the broom, soared into the air, and was about to fly away.

However, not long after he lifted off, the sky was billowing with dark clouds, and a thick lightning bolt in the distance attracted his attention.

Under the light of lightning, he saw something half-human, half-bird falling from the astronomy tower.

"what is that!?"

Tom rubbed his eyes, but found that his vision had been blurred by the rainstorm.

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The rain was pouring down, and Hoffa could no longer speak, but he had a better way to vent his joy.

With a neigh, he jumped down from the three-hundred-foot-high observatory. During the rapid fall, he completely completed the transformation.

At first, he was a little unfamiliar with his new body, and then, the instinct flowing in the blood made his muscles tremble.

Finally, ten meters above the ground, he found the feeling of flying. He flapped his wings, steered the air, cut through the heavy rain, and drew a graceful arc under the astronomy tower, straight into the sky.

At this moment, Hoffa was flying above the sky. The scenery under him began to get smaller and smaller.

All the rules that bound him are like the gravity of the earth, disappearing invisible.

He is no longer afraid of the future.

He no longer escapes difficulties.

He gave all, just to control the fate of the moment.

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The torrential rain in the sky grew like a waterfall, like a waterfall, but the moment the lightning flashed, the inexplicable phantom in the sky was firmly reflected in everyone's eyes and their hearts.

Another flash of lightning flashed.

Tom Riddle bent over and lay on the flying broomstick, shivering, not knowing why.

A huge black shadow flew past his head just now, and no one knew better than him how terrifying the magical fluctuations at that moment were.

And what made him even more frightened was the spiritual force field contained in that magical power, the spiritual force field that went forward, fearless, and wanted to break through all obstacles.

Under the flying Ravenclaw Quidditch banner.

Someone raised his arm and exclaimed: "I saw an eagle flying!"

Some people covered their mouths in horror: "If an eagle is that big, it must be some unknown magic!"

"Merlin has the beard!"

"Monster dripping mouth!"

"Running Goreman, what is that, is it a creature in mythology?"

On the field, the juvenile Leopard has been drowned in heavy rain.

The cub raised its head in horror. After seeing the eagle shadow, it no longer cares about its owner. After the top predator's instinct can make it roar, it fled into the forbidden forest without looking back.

After it fled, it revealed a shivering adult underneath it.

It was Pario, Quidditch's teacher.

He knelt on the spot stupidly, raised his head, let the heavy rain pour on his face, opened his mouth wide, just like a gibbon monkey.

"Jesus is born again, this...what is this?"

In the auditorium, Miranda braved the heavy rain and quickly ran to Dumbledore's side regardless.

While watching the thunder and lightning in the sky, she took out the antidote. Supporting Dumbledore to take a sip, Dumbledore barely opened his eyes after drinking the antidote. The rain drenched his scarlet beard. He slumped on the highest chair and looked far away in disbelief. The eagle shadow in the rainstorm murmured in shock: "A... Animagus..."

Miranda knew what it was. She knew better than everyone else, the truth behind the dark shadow, and the boy's fall and rise again and again.

Before she knew it, she had burst into tears.

At an altitude of more than 300 meters, Hoffa rolled his wings and flashed across the court like lightning. With a roar enough to pierce the eardrum, everyone only saw a flash of black shadow.

In May of that year in 1939, the entire Hogwarts people could not forget this scene.

In the storm of lightning and thunder. A giant bird descended from the sky, and then galloped past their heads. Like a **** overlooking all living beings.

No one knows how the big bird came.

No one knows what happened to that big bird.

They can only hold their heads blankly, like a group of Muggles, letting the downpour brought by the big birds fall on their faces.

They couldn't guess what it was.

Ordinary people are destined to be unable to understand the changes of the master.

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.......

Aglaia also stared blankly at the lightning and eagle shadow in the distance, and didn't even notice the Curly Winged Demon who was flying on him.

The other Quidditch players were also stunned by this amazing scene. They grew their mouths, as if they were about to swallow the ghost flying ball on the field.

But soon, they paid the price for their negligence.

The dancing curled-winged demons surged up again, broke their formation, and pulled them down from the flying broomstick one by one.

Aglaia reacted, and she immediately took out her wand and wanted to leave the place on the broom, but the Curly Winged Demon caught her first.

The torrential rain extinguished the heavy gray fog on the field, exposing three tall figures below the field.

On the shoulder of the tallest man, the silver phantom monkey squeaked, and it was in a state of extreme anxiety.

"Major... we, we should go now!"

One of the dark wizards looked at the lightning in the distance and said in trembling German.

"Something... seems to be wrong!"

Schmidt Rutrov squinted and looked at the sky.

"There may be a problem with the task, let's go."

After speaking, he waved his magic wand, and several flying broomsticks fell from the sky and fell into her hands. Among them, Aglaia even took a broomstick and was caught by the Curly Winged Demon.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.

Before Aglaia took out his wand to respond, Schmidt waved his wand and instantly disarmed Aglaia.

Then he turned over and grabbed the girl's body, taking her hostage.

Every moment the three of them took off, there was a loud scream in the sky.

A dark wizard riding on a flying broomstick yelled in horror: "Head, what's behind him?"

When Schmidt turned his head, he saw only a flash of electric light in a dark cloud, and then the wizard who screamed was directly beaten into charcoal by a thick electric light, and fell straight from the broomstick.

Schmidt changed his face and turned his broomstick.

The Phantom Monkey squeaked wildly on his shoulder, and the foreseen future made it crazy.

Countless curly-winged demons are holding their broomsticks, wanting to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

High in the sky, Hoffa looked at Schmidt who was running away, and a hint of sarcasm flashed in his colored eyes.

All the things learned this semester are integrated in his mind, and his understanding of transfiguration has never been as profound as it is now.

The dark clouds in the sky quickly deformed, forming a huge giant eagle phantom before appearing on the field. It spread its wings and was covered with lightning, firmly blocking Rutloff's path.

Schmidt looked up in horror, and saw a huge figure flapping its wings passing him in the dark high sky, and then a sharp turn appeared in front of him.

"Thunderbird! How could it be possible, how could there be such a thing in England?" Schmidt, who is proficient in magical creatures, roared for the first time.

On the flying broomstick, Aglaia stared blankly at the sky. The dense dark clouds made the sky black as ink, and she could only see the scenery around her when lightning appeared.

She had a hunch, but she couldn't believe it at all.

It's him?

How can it be.......?

How can it be!

What exactly is this?

Hoffa rushed to a kilometer high in the sky like lightning, and then he brought his wings together and rushed down in the electric light.

The instinct flowing in the blood made him fall in love with the feeling of swooping.

Another thick lightning struck abruptly, and Schmidt turned his broomstick and dodged it dangerously and dangerously.

But his companion was not so lucky. The other dark wizard didn't say anything, and he fell straight from a height of more than 100 meters when he was struck by lightning.

Hoffa flapped his wings for the last time, screamed, and his speed increased again.

In the next second, he was wrapped in an incomparable electric light, tore through the darkness, and hit the flying broom at an ultra-high speed of more than 350 kilometers per hour.

boom! !

Time seems to stand still at this moment.

The huge kinetic energy was transformed into potential energy, the muscles layered on top of each other to produce wrinkles, and the hydrostatics caused the man in front of Hoffa to cough up a stream of blood.

Before Schmidt could figure out what was going on, the flying broomstick shattered into sawdust.

He backed up and flew out, and his bones were shattered in this second. He whirled in the sky, spitting out countless blood and minced meat, like a rag doll, and watched Aglaia get caught in the palm of the big bird by the big bird in the sky.

"impossible..."

"impossible!!"

"What about the plan? Where's that kid!?"

He vomited blood and shouted, then, he fell straight from an altitude of more than 300 meters. With his Phantom Monkey and the Curly Winged Demon.

boom!

There was a loud noise.

The black wizard and the magical creature fell into the mud in the torrential rain. Even with a substitute jellyfish, he couldn't move at this moment.

In the sludge, he barely raised his head and said hoarsely in horror:

"Who the **** is it?"

Hoffa flapped his wings and fell from the sky. When he landed on the ground, his body slowly shrank, his wings turned back to his arms, and he had already returned to his human form.

He put the dumbfounded Aglaia aside, and then walked towards Schmidt under the stagnant water.

Schmidt watched the boy walking step by step in the distance, unable to say a word in amazement.

"So you were also lowered by Grindelwald?" Hoffa asked lightly.

"What are you talking about?" Schmidt clutched his arms, his voice hoarse and unable to move, one of his arms had been vaporized by lightning.

"It seems that you still have a little bit of nature." Hoffa raised his finger.

"You shouldn't bring this kind of talent here. Believe me, this school will soon be overwhelmed. If you stay in this kind of place, you will...you will die! Don't waste your ability. !With me......"

"You are right." Hoffa nodded calmly, interrupting Schmidt.

"But I refuse."

After finishing speaking, he raised his fingers flat, the last magic power of his whole body turned into a flash of electric light, and directly threw Schmidt's electric plop to the ground, foaming in his convulsive mouth, unconscious.

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all

The dust settled.

The showers eased slightly, Hoffa looked at his palm, and then at Rutrov who fell on the ground, he raised his eyebrows. I tried to walk back, but didn't take two steps.

He felt his legs feel soft and dizzy. Countless snowflakes appeared before his eyes.

Hoffa, who knew what was going to happen, sighed, "It's really not three seconds."

Afterwards, after all his magical energy, energy, and physical strength were exhausted, he fell to the sky on the muddy hunting ground, following the slippery slope. Rolling all the way to the edge of the forbidden forest.

Animagus, it consumes too much...