Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Soon, the chick recovered health under the care of Hoffa and Joey.

The dodo is an animal that lives in the present. In just one night, it has forgotten the horror of its tragic genocide. It should eat and sleep.

However, Hoffa couldn't do the same.

The quality of his life has gone from bad to worse.

It is not so easy to change back to a student who has no one's attention and eliminate one's bad record.

Every day, in addition to studying normally and doing homework, Hoffa also wanders in the forest to gather herbs. More often, he would patrol the edge of the forbidden forest to check the living conditions of various magical animals in the forbidden forest.

This is a tiring job, because there are too many magical animals in the forbidden forest.

There is a Morat rat, which looks like a mouse, and grows by the lake. He likes to eat crustaceans and has an anemone-like tumor on his back. Hoffa needs to collect these tumors and supply them to the school hospital.

There are Hu Meizi who always appear in groups. They are small humanoid creatures that look like fairies, but they have many hands and legs, black hair all over, and thick wings like beetles.

Hoffa collects their nails to use as medicine for the potions class.

(These are Hoffa's most hated creatures. They don't hurt much, but they are always flying above your head, buzzing, like the mosquitoes from the summer grass.

Once Hoffa saw two Hu Meizi deliberately mating on top of his head, and he was so angry that he pulled the two pairs apart and hung them on the branches respectively. )

Although Hu Meizi hates it, it's not dangerous.

The hateful female bird is different. This kind of bird has a good-looking appearance and its feathers are very bright, with orange, lime green, and yellow. But its cry can make people crazy.

And Hoffa collects their feathers, because their feathers are the material of the school teacher's quill pen.

During the collection process, Hoffa almost ran away because of the annoying singing several times, shooting wildly with his wand, but fortunately Joey blocked his ears in time.

The only creature that makes Hoffa feel less annoying is the Moon Monster.

They have big eyes, round bodies and big feet. They are shy by nature and like remote places. They usually come out of the cave to bathe in the moonlight on the night of the full moon. They stand on their hind legs and dance on the ground. Leave complex patterns, these patterns will mislead later generations of Muggles, making them think that UFOs are making crop circles.

Of course, this cute creature did not cure Hoffa’s bad mood at work, because Hoffa’s reason for contacting them was to collect their feces. Their feces are high-quality fertilizers that can be collected and sprinkled on magical plants. Make plants grow fast and strong.

This is not a pleasant life. Every time he collects this stuff, his heart becomes more and more dissatisfied with Indor.

After the guy cheated himself, he left without saying a word. It was really interesting to leave himself at Hogwarts as a coolie.

Outside of work and life, Hoffa also always pays attention to information from the outside world.

Every time Miranda's Daily Prophet delivered, he would leaned over to take a look.

He wants to see news that people have captured three dark wizards.

It is a pity that the events of Hogsmeade continued to ferment, but no one found any trace of Schmidt Lutrov.

As if he had evaporated from the world.

This made Hoffa's heart still unable to settle down, because in the closet next to his bed, Schmidt's wand was still locked.

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October gradually passed, the wet cold air filled around the Forbidden Forest, the weather began to cool, and Hoffa's working time in the Forbidden Forest was coming to an end.

On October 30, outside the Forbidden Forest, two black horses, one large and one small, walked slowly along the frosty stream.

It was Hoffa and Joey.

Hoffa rode on horseback, Joey led his horse, dragged a big bag, and occasionally picked some herbs and threw it into the bag.

Since the work of the forbidden forest includes patrolling, the patrol area is very large, so Hoffa learned how to ride horses this month, which is a free tutorial given to him by Joey.

Riding a horse patrol is not a beautiful job. After the first freshness passed, Hoffa often got pain in his buttocks, his crotch was worn out, and he couldn't walk his legs together.

Fortunately, today is the last day of his work in the forbidden forest. Once today, he can return to a more relaxed and normal school life.

Of course, the premise is that Joey can score a good score on Hoffa's score list.

For this, Hoffa did not doubt. After all, we got along for a month. The relationship between the two is pretty good.

Only today, on the last day of the two patrols, Joey was in very bad condition.

I saw him walking in front of the horses with blind eyes, and from time to time he would mechanically bend over to grab some plants and throw them into the bag, numb as a marionette.

Hoffa didn't know what was wrong with the old man, and asked half seriously and half jokingly.

"Hey, Joey, did you sign my bill?"

"Uh...hmm"

Joey answered absently, plucking up a few weeds and threw them into the bag.

Hoffa frowned slightly on the horse.

"Then... is your rating excellent?"

"Um...hmm."

Joey was still lacking in energy and replied perfunctorily.

Hoffa stopped probing, he drove his horse to stop Joey.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Joey hesitated for a while, then slowly asked, "Talas is dying. Would you like to send him a ride with me?"

"what?"

Hoffa was moved when he heard the news suddenly.

Taras, that old Thunderbird is dying? He still remembered the night a month ago when the Thunderbird had helped himself block the horseman's arrow and saved himself once.

When working this month, about every few days, Joey will take Hoffa to the Forbidden Forest to look after Thunderbirds. After the first surprise, he also gradually adapted to this big guy.

It has a good temper, but basically does not move, and does not eat or drink. It is too old and too weak.

Hoffa knew that this big bird might not last long, but he didn't expect it to last for less than a month.

Joey: "The cold weather in Britain made it very painful. It decided to end its life early."

"Of course, I'll go." Hoffa said.

"Not only to go, I also need you to do me a favor."

Joey suddenly made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said.

"What's busy?"

"Thunderbirds are very similar to phoenixes. Every time they die, they are actually the beginning of a new life. But the only difference from phoenixes is that they erase their memories and souls before they die, and give birth to something that has nothing to do with them. Offspring."

As he said, Joey's eyes became firm.

"I can't directly communicate with it, but you can. You are above ordinary people, and no one can persist in the magical illusion of horseman for that long. I hope you can help me communicate with Taras once, let It must not erase its soul. At least, it will leave a little memory."

Hoffa froze for a moment, he did not expect this request.

"Do you want... me to have a word with Taras?"

Joey: "Yes, I don't want it to forget me. For more than 30 years, I have experienced countless adventures with it. If it can, I don't want it to do so."

"Does it not understand your intentions?" Hoffa asked rhetorically.

"It understands, but it refused my request. If it can, I would like to ask you to give it a try at the end." Joey said.

Hoffa nodded, just to speak to the bird, and just raise his hand.

But Hoffa didn't know anything about how to talk to birds, he didn't know what Joey would use.

The two riding horses, one after another along the path came to the glade.

The last time I came here was night and I couldn't see clearly, this time it was daytime. Hoffa could see clearly, but he was also desolate.

The Thunderbird that had saved itself once was no longer good. It was in a more unbearable state than the last time, and it was basically convex. The skin is gray and white, extremely thin, and the large and complex skeleton is high and convex. Like a fossil with skin, the ground is covered with bird feathers.

As the cold wind blows, its abdominal cavity undulates slightly.

Hoffa felt distressed when it looked like it, and maybe it was a good thing for him to get rid of it earlier.

Joey took Hoffa to the Thunderbird. The old Thunderbird's consciousness was blurred. It was unaware of the arrival of the two. Joey gritted his teeth and touched the Thunderbird's body. He paused for a while, muttering words in his mouth.

In the air, an inexplicable wave of magic began to flow.

While singing, Joey took out a knife and cut the loose skin of Thunderbird.

A drop of blood gathered at Joey's fingertips.

Then, Joey cut off one of his little fingers with a knife.

This action caused Hoffa to take a breath, arched his instep, and got goose bumps all over his body.

by!

What the **** this guy wants to do, he doesn't blink his eyes when he hurts himself! ?

The blood rushing from his little finger merged with Thunderbird's blood.

The inexplicable gust of wind began to scream.

Several meters away, Hoffa could feel the powerful magic power contained in that drop of blood.

Joey's face was extremely pale, and his hair was withered, as if he was ten years old.

It seemed that taking out a drop of blood had consumed all his strength.

He walked to Hoffa and took Hoffa's hand.

Kneeling on one knee, tremblingly smeared blood on the back of Hoffa's hand, and drew a mysterious eye pattern with the blood.

Hoffa felt a little cold.

Just to say a word to the bird, as for such a spell?

After doing all this, Joey was so weak that he almost fainted: "This...this is an ancient sacrificial magic that allows you to communicate with souls. You...help me ask Taras if you can keep a little memory. Not bad at all."

Hoffa nodded: "I see."

"But you have to remember that before you close your eyes, you must come back. If you can't see it, don't force it."

Hoffa couldn't understand what he said.

come back?

Isn't he obviously in the forbidden forest? Why is it like traveling far away?

Hoffa: "Where do you want me to go?"

"I went to the local area..."

Joey hadn't had time to finish.

Suddenly, the thunderbird on the ground twitched.

Joey pushed Hoffa away and stepped forward and pressed the old bird's beak.

"Old man, let's start. I will take care of you," he said.

The dying Thunderbird stood up with all its strength and raised its head high, with six huge wings covering the sky and obscuring the sun, and it was vaguely visible in the past.

It held its head high, and its throat surged up and down forcefully.

In the end, it spat out a slimy egg, the egg the size of Hoffa's head.

This time exhausted all of Thunderbird's strength, and it fell heavily to the ground.

As it died, it weakly but affectionately rubbed its head against Joey twice, watching Joey panting, deep golden eyes filled with reluctance.

Josh knelt by the bird's beak and kept touching its head.

After a few seconds, the bird stopped breathing.

The golden eyes lost their look.

Joey knelt on the ground motionless, burying his head in the opponent's neck.

Hoffa, who had witnessed all this, was a little sad.

Who says that animals have no feelings? Sometimes the feelings between humans and animals are more sincere and simple than the feelings between humans.

However, before Hoffa was sentimental for a few seconds, the **** eyes on the back of his hand seemed alive. It blinked.

Afterwards, Hoffa immediately felt that his eyelids were overweight.

He fell to the ground with a plop, as if someone pulled his hand vigorously, his eyes lost their blackness, and only pure white remained.

An invisible door suddenly opened, and a strong wind engulfed Hoffa's consciousness.

Afterwards, his consciousness followed the mysterious power through the layers of space.

Countless worlds flashed past his eyes, and countless planes lined up under his feet.

It seems that all around his body is old-fashioned film footage.

In the dim, Hoffa suddenly felt that it should feel very similar to Floo fans, although he had never used Floo fans...

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Finally, when he finished the fall, he stood on a solid ground.

A blast of cold wind blows towards him, as if it can blow him to the point of annihilation and eliminate nothingness.

He shuddered unexpectedly, and put his arms around his shoulders, almost screaming in pain.

But soon, the meditative thoughts of the Mirajba traveler in his body started to work automatically, over and over again.

Ming thoughts poured into the cold body like warm blood, resisting the merciless cold wind.

Hoffa's spirit began to condense again and again, and the pain caused by the chill and cold wind gradually disappeared, and finally, he barely opened his eyes.

At first sight of this place, he was stunned.

In front of him is an endless abyss of ice and snow.

Ice blue is the main color here, and cold wind is the only climate here. The slanting ice and snow came from the emptiness and gloomy sky, and went to the bottomless abyss.

Everything here is hazy and inexplicable.

Hoffa stretched out his hand, and a snowflake fell on his hand. From the snowflake, he saw a picture of a boy wearing a crown on his birthday. The picture lasted for a few seconds and then disappeared as the snowflake melted.

After watching a few more films, they were all different.

Every snowflake here represents a memory.

Wiping off the snow from his hands, Hoffa looked around with wide eyes.

He is standing on a bridge at the moment.

This is a huge, straight stone bridge.

It came from a place of nothingness, leading to the unknown shore. And at the far end of the other shore, there was a huge and vague eagle shadow, which was too big to describe in words.

A little light leaked out as it looked around, it was the only light in this abyss.

Hoffa opened his mouth wide, feeling something behind him.

Turned his head to look.

I saw a naked eye with a diameter of one meter on the bridge behind me.

This naked eye was floating in the air with some bright red tentacles, and in the pupil of that eye, Hoffa could vaguely see the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.

That is where he came.

At this time.

Know the sea.

The long-lost system prompt sounded again.