Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Chapter 56: , The essence of a hero

Adbe Gosak’s words made Hoffa a little better, but it was not easy to recover from the fiasco.

In the corridor of the school, Hoffa floated numbly like a lonely ghost. He allowed himself to take his feet and walked towards Ravenclaw's tower habitually.

He was very confused along the way. He didn't know how he answered the question of the giant eagle, or how he returned to the Ravenclaw Tower. After returning to the public lounge, he stared in a daze at the erratic fire.

This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to accomplish something. He seemed to succeed and prevented the destruction of the teleportation array.

But at the same time it was a complete mess.

He was thinking about what the dark personality Miller said to him all the way.

For six months, he has been living in the shadow of World War II. Living in fear of war, living in insecure anxiety.

He had never talked frankly with anyone, nor had he thought about finding some friends who could really make friends like Harry, he confirmed that it was unnecessary.

But he does not live in a vacuum, he lives in the present. He inevitably affected others, and was influenced by others, even shocks.

Hoffa took a deep breath and sat in front of the fire in the common room, burying his face in his palms.

At this moment, his heart is complicated and tangled.

He began to admire the protagonist in Riman, and the protagonist in the net. Even began to envy Tom Riddle.

Maybe they won't be affected in any way, as if they came to this world with a certain goal since they were born.

Before his inner conflict was too long, a door opened suddenly came from the door of the common room, and Aglaia in a blue pleated skirt dragged Miranda into the lounge.

"Oh, can you? Pour the wine in one sip, or fruit wine, you are too rubbish..."

While complaining, suddenly, she looked up and saw Hoffa by the fire, and Hoffa saw her too.

The two were habitually silent for a while, and Hoffa's attention shifted to Miranda.

Miranda lowered her head, limp and muddy.

Aglaia frowned. She lifted the paralyzed Miranda and sneered: "You have been in the toilet for long enough."

Hoffa did not explain, but stood up and walked slowly to Miranda.

"Has she been with you all the time?"

"Otherwise? Hey, what are you..."

"Always? Never been anywhere."

"Of course, is your brain broken?" Aglaia said angrily.

Hoffa pondered for a moment, then he pulled Miranda in her arms with one hand, and said to Aglaia: "Can you go to the lounge and wait for me first, I have something to ask Miranda, please."

Aglaia's eyes widened in perplexity, and he watched for a long time between Hoffa and Miranda.

"Ask what?"

Hoffa didn't answer, just looked at her.

"Then... well, hurry up, I have to take a bath."

She let go, puzzled, and walked out of the lounge one step at a time.

After watching her leave, Hoffa took a deep breath and turned his attention to Miranda.

She didn't go anywhere, she was always at Slughorn's party, but there was a person exactly like her on the rooftop.

In this way, this guy can separate another personality from the body without letting anyone see it. I can see it myself, maybe it's just that my spirit is higher than that of ordinary people.

Hoffa squinted and touched Miranda's forehead.

Start cold.

He was too familiar with this symptom, it was not overdrinking at all, but overdrawn magic power.

There was a hint of enlightenment in Hoffa's heart. So, did the seed that Grindelwald planted absorbed the spirit and magic of Miranda and gave birth to Miller.

Its purpose is to carry out secret destruction at Hogwarts, destroy the teleportation array, and put it into the dark wizard. This school may eventually be destroyed.

I have to say that the vision is really vicious, and the target is selected on the granddaughter of the vice-principal.

But when did this happen?

Was it the beginning of this semester, or was it planted a long time ago? I think it should have been planted very early, otherwise Aglaia would not admit his mistake before school started.

It's just that, which personality is in the dominant position, Miller, Miranda? Or that they do not interfere with each other.

After thinking for a while, Hoffa took a deep breath, circulated his thoughts, restored his magic power, and settled his mind.

Then, he began to shake Miranda's shoulder, and after a few shakes, Miranda slowly woke up from the fire.

She opened her eyes weakly.

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing Hoffa, Miranda rubbed her head. "Didn't we go to Slughorn's party?"

She sat up wearily and silently like a cat, her eyes were soft, and her eyes were hazy like a layer of gauze. It seems that I don't know at all that the two men had a fierce confrontation between life and death an hour ago.

Hoffa looked at her without saying a word.

Miranda probably saw the bruise on Hoffa's face, so she crawled over, rubbing her forehead, and frowned, "Who did you fight with?"

Cold fingers crossed Hoffa's face, but Hoffa still did not speak.

Miranda rubbed her forehead, staring at Hoffa in wonder.

"What is the look in your eyes, is it sympathy?"

Hoffa looked away and said calmly, "You drank too much at Slughorn's banquet."

"Is it?"

Miranda rubbed her head and sat back.

Muttered: "I forgot what I ate, how much did I drink..."

"Do you know Grindelwald?" Hoffa held her arm and interrupted her straightforwardly.

When asked this sentence, his muscles tensed.

Miranda opened her mouth and looked at Hoffa with an almost silly expression.

"Huh? What."

Upon seeing her expression, Hoffa knew that there was nothing to play.

There are only two possibilities. One is that the two personalities do not interfere with each other, just like the inexplicable forgetting after helping me borrow a book last time, and the other is that the little Nizi's acting skills have become superb and can't distinguish between true and false.

Either way, he must not get the answer from Miranda.

"Forget it, nothing. I'll send you to rest." Hoffa held Miranda's arm and said calmly. "A good night's sleep."

He pushed Miranda into the door of the girls' dormitory, and Hoffa paused for a moment.

Then he walked quickly to the outside of the common room. On the narrow bridge high in the sky, Agleia's blue eyes were full of unhappy.

"Hey, what are you doing looking for me?"

Hoffa lay on the railing beside her: "I have a question for you, a very important question."

Aglaia: "Huh?"

"Tell me who Miller Gorsak is? You treated me as Miller on the train. Why?

Aglaia was shocked, then his face turned red, "Go away."

She is going back.

Hoffa stopped her reluctantly, "Hurry up and tell me."

"Isn't that pot open or mention which pot?"

Aglaia said annoyedly, "I admitted wrong, can't I?"

Hoffa: "Then why do you not mention it, Tim Miller?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Aglaia frowned. "I don't know Miller, and I haven't even really met him. I just know that there is such a person. The children of our wizard family are more or less related to each other. When I was a child, I often heard people say that the Goshak family has There is a very powerful curse genius called Miller. I felt that others were bragging, and I wanted to ask him to learn from him. But that guy seemed to be quite lonely, and I couldn’t find it no matter how I looked for it, so... "

Aglaia shrugged and did not continue.

"So you don't know Miller."

Hoffa finished talking for her.

"Yes, I think this so-called curse genius should be at Hogwarts, but he is not there. As for I think you are him, it is because the Goshak family has a very deep relationship with the goblins, and I am very young. When I met a man named Nimon Goshak, he had the same earrings as you on his ears. But then he died and died on the island of Heigoland. I thought you were his son, so I inherited it. This earring."

"As for the relationship between Miranda and Miller, I guess it might be cousins. Because the various intermarriage relationships between wizard families are very complicated, and the Goshak family is not a small family. As for their specific relationship. I never asked Miranda, nor did Miranda tell me." Aglaia said.

Hoffa was silent. He knew that things were not as simple as Aglaia thought.

That seemingly ordinary and cute little sister next door, there is a completely unknown side in her heart. Extremely dark, wild, dangerous side.

Aglaia folded his arms and looked at Hoffa curiously.

"What the **** is going on with you, what happened. Why do you care about Miranda so much?"

Hoffa hesitated for a few seconds, when the shadows of the past entangled him for the last time. He thought of Miller's ridicule of himself, hiding in his own little world.

Damn it!

In the end, Hoffa chose to change.

He told Aglaia exactly what happened tonight. He felt that he might need some help to solve the problem, maybe Aglaia, who is also a girl, has better suggestions.

After Hoffa finished speaking, Aglaia stared at the darkness under the narrow bridge with a devilish expression.

After a long time, she turned her head.

"You mean, Miranda and Miller are alone?"

"That's right."

Quiet for a while.

Aglaia said, "What are you kidding? Your head is squeezed by the door."

Hoffa did not refute or agree, just sighed.

Aglaia looked at Hoffa for a while, the disdainful expression on his face turned into amazement.

"My God, she really destroyed the teleportation formation. I... I slept next door with a girl with a demonized personality, and her other personality was created by the German chief wizard Gellert Grindelwald!! "

Aglaia's face was pale, and his tone was intense.

"How can the school do this? Do you know how terrible a wizard with extremely unstable emotions can be? If she keeps suppressing this way, she may become a kind of monster silently. Do you know what silently...? "

Hoffa raised a hand.

"Don't yell, she is more than a hundred times stronger than you think."

Aglaia opened his mouth, as if he wanted to argue. But in the end, she calmed down. The last life and death battle in the Forbidden Forest allowed her to recognize Hoffa as a teammate.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Aglaia asked.

There was a moment of silence.

Hoffa looked at the darkness under the narrow bridge, and finally, his eyes gradually became firmer.

The experience of more than half a year made him no longer as vulnerable as he was when he first came to this world. He would not fall easily because of that dark personality and what he said.

"Aglaia."

"what's happenin?"

"Can you help me refining medicine?"

Aglaia's mouth grew wide and looked at Hoffa in disbelief. This boy is almost different from the one she saw before.

Then she almost blurted out: "Please."

Hoffa didn't speak, just looked at her.

She blushed.

"I...I'm kidding. What medicine do you want?"

"Mana restoration potions, I want a lot. Very much."

Aglaia thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, I will get it for you."

"Thank you."