Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The surroundings are still the same.

But this time, Hoffa did not notice any church sounds, nor did he care about the surrounding scenery. Three consecutive deaths made him highly concentrated.

It seems that just knowing the spell is still useless, and it must be cast completely before leaving this secret realm.

Hoffa thought about the details of the spell he had just cast, and the phantom spell was undoubtedly not a simple spell. Otherwise, there will be no records in the library.

When releasing high-level spells, you must be focused enough.

He thought of the spiritual enhancement of Mirajba Walker Meditation, and immediately tried it without hesitation. The good news is that meditation can still work in this state.

With the help of Meditation, all distracting thoughts were swept away, and Hoffa's will quickly became firm.

In the repeated memory, the black wizard climbed up to a high place, entered the room, and opened the secret passage.

Hoffa was ready, and the black wizard's eyes sharpened as soon as he gained control of his body.

A low growl appeared, and the red tongue shot out.

Hoffa immediately drew out his wand, pressed it to the side, and muttered calmly.

"Disler Falcon."

As if a stream of icy liquid poured down its head, this time, the huge lizard's tongue stuck to the waist and abdomen of the black wizard, making a mess of the marble globe and other decorations in the room.

But after all, Hoffa was not encountered.

A large number of transparent holes appeared in his body, and those holes gradually expanded, and Hoffa disappeared without a trace in the air like ice flakes under the scorching sun.

The huge body of the lizard slowly crawled out of the secret road. It was at least eight meters long and was abnormally fat. It had three protruding eyes scanning everywhere, but it could not find the black wizard stuck in the corner.

Hoffa succeeded!

Successfully released the phantom curse! !

Adrenaline is secreted in large quantities, and in the stimulation between life and death, there is a wave of excitement that hits his forehead. In the phantom state, Hoffa did not dare to move. He bit his lower lip, arched his instep, and forcibly prevented himself from screaming.

However, in the next second, a shrill roar came out.

"Ghost! There is a ghost!!"

The blonde mistress, who had been slumped on the ground before, clutched the silk, screaming and hurled the wine bottles on the ground at Hoffa in a mess. She kicked her legs back, panicking.

A bottle hit the invisible Hoffa and fell to the ground with a snap.

Hoffa took the cold from the cold in his heart, he secretly said that it was bad, he only remembered the phantom spell, and completely forgot that there was another one! This scourge bitch...

Sure enough, the giant lizard's eyes turned around and locked the broken glass bottle on the ground.

Afterwards, the barbed red tongue was like a blade, waved in a fan shape in the sky, cutting it horizontally.

Click! !

Take it easy.

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When Hoffa returned to the original position again, he had completely calmed down, and even the pain of being beheaded could not affect him. He kept running his mind. The spirit is as sharp as a sword.

It just doesn't work if I successfully cast the phantom body spell. It seems that I still haven't been able to complete the synchronization conditions.

Then try again.

A minute later, he stood at the tunnel gate again.

This time, he separated a part of his spirit, and observed the woman in the corner firmly.

The roar sounded and the woman woke up.

She saw "Hoffa" and started screaming.

Hoffa took a step away blankly, and the woman, the corridor, and the three dots formed a straight line.

Hoffa bent down abruptly with a huge tongue shooting.

The red wind swept across his waist and went straight to the screaming woman.

Hoffa rolled on the spot, and his screams stopped abruptly.

The tongue of the blame lizard penetrated the woman's neck directly, entangled her whole person.

"Disler Falcon!" Hoffa chanted a spell during a one-second gap.

The lizard's tongue rolled back on the female corpse, and Hoffa instantly became transparent and disappeared in place.

The three-eyed lizard chewed the woman like a grasshopper, and slowly walked out of the tunnel. It rolled its eyes frantically, seeming a little puzzled. There were clearly two people here, but now there is no one.

Watching the row upon row of scales slashed by a decimeter in front of his eyes.

Hoffa's spirit became more and more concentrated. He felt that he could not stay here for a long time, otherwise, if he was discovered again, he would have to experience the pain of piercing again.

He wanted to leave, but he could think about it again. If he left, he would definitely not meet the conditions of synchronization.

Someone arranged this big lizard here to take care of something, something the black wizard wanted to steal. Hoffa became curious.

Along the gap in the forked tail of the lizard, he was sneaking along the wall and touched the secret road a little bit. Anyway, this is a memory, and there is no consequence for watching.

So, in the middle of the dark chamber.

He saw a square stone pillar with a silver necklace hanging on it.

The necklace looks very strange, as if it were...a key.

Did not wait for Hoffa to take a closer look.

A strong force came from the back of his head, and he lost control of this body. Floating straight up.

In his last gaze, the black wizard stretched out his hand and held the necklace in his hand.

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hiss! !

As if waking up from a big dream.

Hoffa came out of that weird space.

He suddenly raised his head from the ground. At this moment, he was sitting in a dark basement, on a solid ground under his buttocks, with his hands lying on a raised simple platform, surrounded by a burning brazier.

These cold objects conveyed a gratifying sense of reality to Hoffa. He looked at his hands without any hindrance.

He returned to Hogwarts, back to the secret room of the Violet Society.

Speaking of which you may not believe, he just died four times in a row. This kind of experience, he really doesn't want to experience it a second time in his lifetime.

The only good news is that he now masters the release method of the phantom spell!

The joy that the spell that had been longed for for months finally arrived was not enough for outsiders. This joy even surpassed the madness of four deaths in a row.

When experiencing the pain of piercing the heart in the illusion, Hoffa almost wanted to scold his mother. But when he came out, he felt that he should still thank the masked woman, she gave him the opportunity to learn spells.

Of course, out of excitement, he also wanted to talk to the other party about the pain he experienced in the illusion.

But after Hoffa stood up, he found out. The masked woman is no longer in the basement. The basement was empty except for the faint crackling in the brazier.

No matter whether you are thanking or complaining, there is no object for a while.

This makes Hoffa very uncomfortable.

gone? What does it mean. Or did you see yourself stopping by without waking up?

Hoffa tried to find the other party, but couldn't find it. The room was about 100 square meters square, except for the bricks and stones, which was a brazier. There are also a bunch of scrolls sealed in the corner, no change from when they came in before, but one person is missing.

However, when Hoffa came back from a lap. He found a small hourglass beside the stone platform on which he was lying.

Just now, I just looked for someone and didn't see the hourglass beside me.

Take a look at the hourglass, the sand has already leaked out.

A note was pressed under the hourglass, and only a few words were written on the note.

[No need to come to me anymore. 】

No need to come again... Hoffa's face suddenly became weird.

What is the situation, what did you do wrong? Why don't you let yourself come.

Didn't you learn the phantom spell?

She also said that in her opinion, she had died too many times and failed the test.

Damn...

Looking at the sand in the hourglass, Hoffa was puzzled. Can't you give a quasi-trust if you have lived or not?

He was puzzled.

So far, he became more curious about this organization called the Violet Wizards. There is only one person in the entire society, a member wearing a mask, and there are props that allow people to learn spells in this way.

What kind of organization is this?

He slowly turned around the wall, looked at the portraits of the members under the crackling burning brazier, and felt the quiet and lonely atmosphere here.

He saw several scrolls stacked in the corner.

That was the prop he used to learn the phantom spell, Hoffa swallowed his saliva and walked over slowly. Take a closer look.

The black scroll in the glass box seemed nothing special at first glance, but Hoffa could feel the ancient magic surrounding him.

He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the glass boxes.

But at that moment, suddenly, his hairs exploded, and a feeling of being peeked came through.

He turned his head to look, only to find that all the eyes on the oil paintings were staring at him silently at this moment, obviously not moving just now.

Hoffa retracted his hand like lightning, kicked, kicked, kicked back to the door.

The oil painting's eyes didn't move, but they followed him to the door.

There is a problem with this club...

Hoffa swallowed, pushed away the portrait and went out.

The feeling of being peeped disappeared without a trace.

Hoffa wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling a sense of awe for this place out of thin air in his heart.

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Standing at the door, Hoffa closed his eyes and circulated for a while, and his spirit gradually settled down.

What secrets hidden in this society has nothing to do with him. If you don't pass it, you don't pass it. Anyway, the goal is achieved.

I have learned the phantom spell.

Hoffa pressed all the doubts to the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help tapping his arm with his magic wand.

"Disler Falcon!"

It was like a stream of cold liquid flowing down from the place where the wand struck, and flowing all over the body. It was as if someone had knocked a dozen cold egg whites on him.

A magical thing happened. His body appeared in the same color as the background wall of the school, as if it turned into a human chameleon. Hoffa disappeared completely in the air.

He covered his eyes with his hands, but it was meaningless. Across his arms, he could even see a few witches talking and laughing 50 meters ahead.

An extremely fresh and exciting feeling came to his mind, he couldn't help but want to raise his arms and shout.

He stuck his wand in and walked around the school swaggeringly.

Hoffa wouldn't normally do such an exaggeration of Long Aotian's posture, but now, he is extremely proud.

When passing by the two senior wizards, he also heard each other's conversation.

"The president changed his password today?"

"Well, it's called **** panties."

"Wow, the president tastes so heavy..."

Hoffa covered his mouth and tried not to make himself laugh, but he made a ho-ho pig sound.

The two were quite keen, and turned their heads.

"Huh, there seems to be someone..."

"Blind you, where is anyone?"

Afterwards, the two climbed into a portrait of an angry man one after another.

Hoffa thought that he did not die in vain. Now, as long as he is willing, these club classrooms that are usually impossible to enter can enter as much as they want. The protection is useless.

It seems that all the world has opened its doors to itself.

Take a few steps forward and make a turn.

Ho!

Hoffa saw an old acquaintance.

Aglaia, she was also in the area of ​​the Society Tower.

I saw her striding ahead with her head high, followed by a bunch of seniors.

Those senior students were all pleading.

"Miss Delraces, stay, our Calvin Transfiguration Society is treated really well."

"Yes, we can let you be the vice president, as long as you want."

"If you are older, the president is also okay..."

Aglaia turned around and said angrily with his arms akimbo: "Get out of the way, you won't be able to turn stones into gold, you people's transformation skills are too bad! It's not easy to see!"

After speaking, she strode forward.

Muttered, "The 13 deformed societies are not good, Hogwarts is really a **** school..."

Then, "Ouch...!"

Under the gaze of a group of senior classmates, Aglaia strode forward suddenly and fell to the ground, as if tripped by an invisible stone.

She leaned on all directions and was embarrassed.

The people behind were shocked and rushed forward one after another.

"It's okay!"

"Miss Delraces!"

"Miss Delraces...!"

Aglaia got up like lightning, his face gloomy and said, "What do you see?"

A group of people looked at each other.

"Uh......"

"I didn't see anything..."

"I didn't see anything."

"Say a word and you are dead."

With a cold threat, she left in a hurry. Turning a corner, she wailed and ran away, covering her face.

In the corner, the sneaking Hoffa almost didn't laugh himself to death, he had to hold on to the wall to make himself stand firm.

That's so cool!

That's so cool!