Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

There were bright candles in Hogwarts, but most of the students had gone home and the castle was very deserted.

The astronomical tower is on the west side of the castle, and Hoffa has some impression of that place, because the Ravenclaw tower and the astronomical tower are both high towers at Hogwarts, and there are several high-altitude corridors connecting them together.

With the help of the magic stairs of the Ravenclaw Tower, Hoffa quickly raised his position a bit.

After approaching the Astronomy Tower, the scene began to change. The oil paintings on the walls disappeared, replaced by rows of sight glasses and astrological instruments.

These planetariums slowly rotate between the channels, making regular soft sounds, and everything is operating in an orderly manner.

Hoffa slowed down and carefully searched for the possible location of the teleportation array.

After searching for a while, Hoffa did not find the teleportation formation, but at the end of the corridor, he saw an oil painting, the only one in the corridor.

This is a weird portrait. In the other portraits, there is a person or a group of people chatting and talking.

In this portrait, there are two people, a man and a woman, two adult wizards.

This man and woman should be lovers or husband and wife. The man has gray hair, a high nose bridge, and a gentle smile on his face.

The witch has chestnut hair and a soft appearance. She leaned lazily in the witch's arms. She seemed to see through Hoffa's stealth state at a glance.

"Merry Christmas, child." She said softly.

Then the surroundings returned to silence, leaving only the sound of the ticking asteroid rotating.

Hoffa frowned and cancelled the sneak, staring at the man and woman in the portrait.

He saw an inexplicable familiarity in the man in the painting, where did he meet this man.

Finally, a small detail made the hair on the back of his head stand up.

He wears a silver earring, just like himself.

Many, many days ago, Yinduo's inadvertent words flashed through his mind like lightning.

‘My last friend also wore earrings, his name is Nimon...’

Nimon.

When I searched the club in the club classroom, I also met this man, so the woman next to him was his wife.

There is no doubt that there must be something behind this portrait.

It may be the secret passage leading to the top of the observatory, or the prison where the dark wizard is held.

But to pass this portrait requires a password.

In Hogwarts's portrait, only Ravenclaw's lounge is required to solve the mystery before you can pass. But other portraits require a password to pass, and the password will be changed regularly.

Hoffa rubbed his head, he was not afraid to solve the mystery.

But for a completely unknown password, he didn't know what to do.

However, at this moment, soft footsteps came from the passage behind him.

Hoffa quickly turned his head, and the whole person immediately disappeared into the air, entering a sneaky state.

A figure in a gray robe slowly emerged from the darkness, slender and thin, with a strange pale mask.

It was Hoffa's long-track goal.

Even more bizarre is that it walked through the sight glass, but its shadow could not be seen in the sight glass.

Hoffa stuck it on the wall, his fingers clenched his wand, his heart beating wildly, his palms full of sweat.

The truth is right in front of him, close at hand, but the other person has a strong sense of unreality, and Hoffa even feels that what he sees is not a person.

"Order." Standing in front of the portrait, the masked man spoke the password without hesitation.

The man in the portrait smiled slightly.

"Merry Christmas."

After speaking, he slowly slid away, leaking the tunnel hidden behind the portrait.

The masked man got into the portrait, and the portrait closed again.

Nimon, order?

Hoffa shook his head and forcibly calmed his beating heart.

He felt vaguely in his heart, but he was not sure.

Hoffa gritted his teeth and relieved the disillusioned state.

"Order." He also said to the portrait.

The portrait slowly opened.

Without a word, Hoffa got into the tunnel, he must figure out the reason.

In front of him was a stone spiral staircase, and Hoffa followed the stairs all the way up.

Despite the inner doubts, anxiety, and perplexity. But when Hoffa walked into this room, he was still surprised.

He thought it was directly connected to the top of the Astronomical Tower, or a cell for prisoners, but he never thought that it turned out to be an office.

Compared with the magnificent Slughorn's office, this office can only be described as crude.

This is a ring-shaped room. There are no decorations in the room. There is only an ordinary wooden table, a bookshelf, and a escalator. There are some books on the bookshelf. There are also rows of oil paintings on the wall.

Apart from these things, there is nothing else in the office.

Had it not been for the neat stacking of several documents on the desk, Hoffa would almost think that the office had been ransacked by thieves.

He looked slowly along the oil painting on the wall.

These oil paintings are arranged according to time, and the time is marked under each oil painting.

In the first oil painting, there was a young man riding on a broomstick. He looks like Adbe Gosak.

There are a dozen of his oil paintings, from school to graduation to marriage.

The boy turned into a youth, and the oil painting turned into a moving old-fashioned black and white photograph.

In the next row, there is another person beside the young man in the photo, and it is the woman who enters the oil painting.

Hoffa stopped before the last photo of the man and woman disappearing.

Nimon Gosak

(1901---1928)

Alice Gosak

(1903---1928)

Hoffa looked up pale.

The identity of the owner of this office is very clear. It is the dean of the Ravenclaw House, Adbe Gorshak, and the last partner of the goblin turned out to be the dean's son.

The school put the teleportation array in the dean's office.

Then the mask man...

At this time, above the spiral staircase, there was a crisp sound of Ding Dong, as if an iron chain broke.

Hoffa reacted.

Not good, Miranda!

He rushed up the spiral staircase in three steps and two steps, and found that the iron door leading to the outside of the house had now been cut by the curse, and two steel chains were scattered on the ground.

Hoffa slammed the door and rushed out.

In front of it is a huge open-air platform, on which there are more than a dozen large stone pillars for observing astrology.

Under the icy night sky, countless blue runes shone dimly under the moonlight.

And the guy with the mask was standing in the middle of the platform at the moment.

In the sky, black and green vortexes are densely covered, with weird rays of light flashing from time to time.

The masked man raised his wand high, and the top of the wand shone with a dazzling green light.

The flow of magic in the air suffocated Hoffa. He had only experienced this feeling once. It was outside Ollivander's wand shop, and he felt similar magic in Tom Riddle. But this time is more terrifying than the last time.

Hoffa finished sneaking, and he violently raised his wand. Yelled: "Miranda, stop!"

Hearing the shout, the light on the mask man's wand gradually extinguished, and it slowly turned around, the weird pale mask on its face was as sarcasm as ever.

"Who are you looking for?"

The other side asked faintly.

"I look for you!"

Hoffa said loudly, "Miranda, do you know what you are doing?"

"You got the wrong person."

The masked man interrupted Hoffa with his head tilted.

"Acknowledgement? After you heard Charles Crouch leave the team, the first thing you thought of was to check the teleportation formation in the snow. When you heard from Albert the Hogwarts was in the teleportation formation. At the Astronomical Tower, you immediately left the banquet."

Hoffa suppressed the anger in his chest:

"Miranda, did you let the black wizard come to kill me?"

"It's me, but you still admit the wrong person."

After speaking, the mask man waved his magic wand like lightning.

A gleam of purple light came in an instant, without saying a word, it started directly.

Hoffa, who had been vigilant, immediately rolled on the spot.

"Disler Falcon!"

Hoffa entered a state of disillusionment and ran towards the masked man.

Phantasmal Curse...The mask man squinted his eyes.

"Meaningless."

It waved the wand again extremely fast.

"Hot scorched earth!"

Large patches of flames appeared on the ground, and they spewed up high, forming orange-red fire walls.

The temperature in the air rose rapidly, and the ice on the roof quickly dissolved.

Hoffa had never seen such a spell before. He could only quickly jump on the stone pillar, jumped over the wall of fire from the air, and then raised his hand for a coma spell.

"Faint!"

The other side didn't move, and he raised his wand.

"Forbidden Magic Shield!"

The red light of the coma spell hit an invisible ripple and disappeared invisible.

Hoffa's idea of ​​stealing chickens was shattered.

The masked man stood behind the transparent shield and said with a smile: "Are you only a textbook spell? You can't beat me just by doing this."

The opponent was trickier than he thought. Hoffa didn't give up. He stretched out his palm as he rushed, and his magic power was quickly poured into the wand. His wand instantly turned into a huge broadsword.

He carried the big sword and slashed towards the opponent. "

The mask man took a step back.

"Transfiguration, interesting, triple armored guard."

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

With three muffled noises, three ghost riders with ice-blue steel armor all fell from the sky and slammed heavily on the ground of the observatory.

drink!

Then roared, they united their shields and firmly protected the masked man in all directions.

Hoffa dragged his broadsword onto the armor.

boom!

The sword and the shield intersected, and a long spark appeared.

The shaking Hoffa's arm numb, almost vomiting blood.

The defensive power of the three ghost iron armors was not covered at a glance, this was not an ordinary iron armor curse at all.

"As expected of Dumbledore's proud protégé, there is something."

The masked man's indifferent voice came from inside the armor.

"To shut up!"

Hoffa retreated continuously, increasing the input of magic power, and the giant sword changed rapidly in his hands, turning into a heavy giant hammer.

After that, he rushed forward again for three consecutive steps, lifted the heavy hammer, and slammed it on the armor with a bang.

Boom!

There was a loud thunderous noise.

One of the armored knights was smashed and flew out abruptly.

The mask man behind the armor did not expect such an appearance at all. It took a step back decisively, and another armored knight quickly stepped forward to fill the gap.

But still a step slower, Hoffa retracted his wand and started the ghost walk. He rushed in through the gap in three steps and two steps, grabbed its cold wrist, twisted and pulled off its wand.

Then Hoffa swung his right hand quickly, and his wand instantly turned into metal, wrapped his right arm and turned into a huge silver lion head glove.

boom! !

The lion's uppercut hit the mask man's jaw.

Hoffa was afraid that the opponent was Miranda, so this time he only used 70% of his strength.

But even so, it was like pieces of paper, the mask shattered. The whole person flew out, flipped three or four times in the sky, hit the ground heavily, and rolled a few times. The neck is bent.

Between the rabbits and falcons, the situation reversed. Using half of the magic power as a price, Hoffa captured the opponent's weapon and knocked it down on the spot.

Hoffa's eyes widened, he quickly backed away, and distanced himself from the opponent. He himself didn't expect the opponent to be so vulnerable and fall so exaggerated.

But he didn't feel well, and the continuous stomping made him consume a lot of physical strength.

In the blizzard on Christmas Eve, the observatory fell into a quiet state.

For a long time, Hoffa saw the opponent collapsed to the ground, motionless, thinking that he had maimed it.

"Miranda!?"

He frowned and walked slowly closer.

However, the other party was not as weak as he thought. It propped up its arms, swayed up from the ground, and turned to look at Hoffa.

"M...I'm cao!"

Hoffa was taken aback when he saw it.

Under the mask, it was a completely unfamiliar face, or rather, it was not a face at all.

There were no facial features on that face, only a mouth, which looked a bit like the stele monsters he saw in Helheim in the underworld! !

Hoffa looked at the monster in front of him dumbfounded, feeling he was crazy.

"You...who the **** are you?" Hoffa called out in shock.

The Faceless Man got up.

"you guess."