Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Legendary characters must have legendary hearts.

The end of Christmas, a new semester, a new year.

Hoffa packed his beliefs and set off again.

But this time, he no longer waits for fate to dominate himself, he wants to actively pursue the battle.

It's about spirit, it's about destiny.

In a few words, the dark personality Miller has become his demon. If he does not defeat the opponent, Hoffa thinks that he will be hopeless in his life.

I can only stay in the world and do nothing.

The first thing Hoffa had to do was to understand the other party.

On the first day of resuming classes in the new semester, Miranda still did not attend the spell class.

In this class, Gorsak didn't even deduct points, and didn't even mention it.

In class, Hoffa could see the dark circles and fatigue hidden under the old man's eyes. He is not as energetic as before.

What happened on Christmas night also dealt a considerable blow to him.

After class, Hoffa did not leave immediately, he stood up and walked in front of Adbe Gosak.

"Professor, wait a minute."

Goshak gave him a surprised look, and stood still.

Aglaia nodded slightly to him, and his classmates walked past him in a hustle and bustle. In the end, only Hoffa and Goshak were left in the classroom.

This is the first time Hoffa has been alone with Professor Gorschak after Christmas.

"I want to know Miranda." Hoffa said straightforwardly, and then he ignored Goshak's horrified eyes.

"I want to know why she destroyed the teleportation formation, and the cause of that fellow Miller."

After a while, Gorshak reacted, he walked two steps, and then sat on the side table with his fingers crossed.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know," Hoffa said quietly, "I think very clearly. I want to know her."

"May I know why?" Gosak did not refute, but asked instead.

"Get up wherever you fall. That's what you said, now I get up, but I want to prevent me from falling down again."

Goshak was still thinking about Hoffa's proposal, and he thought about it for a while.

"Bach, you are only a first-year student. It was enough that you could help once that night."

"Miranda is also a first-year student." Hoffa said calmly.

Gorschak did not directly refuse. After thinking about it for a moment, he stood up and walked out: "Bach, you are just an outsider, this matter has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?"

Hoffa stood in front of Goshak and stopped him.

"Do you think I will be chased by a black wizard in the Forbidden Forest for no reason, or do you think I will let the same thing happen twice?"

"It won't happen again, I assure you."

"Can you guarantee that you will be in school every day and watch her every day? Not to mention whether you can watch it, how much time do you have in school in the future. In the face of the war that is about to break out in Europe, how much can you think about taking care of her? She, I heard from Principal Dipeter that you are going to Romania with him soon..."

"To shut up!"

Goshak could not bear it anymore, he restored the resolute Dean Ravenclaw.

"You are not allowed to mention this."

"You are afraid of being known by her."

Hoffa pierced Goshak's strength in one bite.

"I'm afraid that Miller will know the fact that you are not here. Once you leave, it will appear, right? No one in this school can see it except you and me."

"enough!"

Gorschak waved his hand in irritation. He stopped looking at Hoffa. He stood up: "I promise your request, but I will only give you one more lesson in private. Come to my office at 7 o'clock tonight. The new in my office The password is Mars, and I hope you will not be late."

The corners of Hoffa's mouth rose, and he grinned with a slight smile.

"Of course I won't be late."

......

......

That night, Hoffa told Aglaia that he had to make up the lesson, but unexpectedly it caused her a grumpy reaction.

"I haven't dared to sleep for several nights. Miranda must have known something. She always has weird eyes when she sees me. I want to say that sending her to the San Mungo Psychiatric Clinic is the best solution."

At night, on the narrow bridge outside the common room, Aglaia suggested to Hoffa.

Hoffa: "I don't think that psychological problems can be solved by magic. Your solution is too violent."

"Oh, keep these words and tell Gorsak, I have heard from my family that this old man is famously strong and cold-blooded in the wizarding world of Europe. I bet you 5 Nats, he is sure What advanced defense skills will you learn to deal with Miranda..."

As a result of not sleeping well at night for several days, Aglaia probably suffocated his resentment.

She wanted to complain, and Hoffa could only listen in silence.

When it was almost seven o'clock, Hoffa left the Ravenclaw tower and went to the Astronomical Tower where Professor Gorschak was.

Across the corridor full of astrology and sight glass, Hoffa stood in front of the double oil painting and said, "Mars."

The painting broke apart, and Hoffa climbed up the rotating stone steps and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A faint voice came from the office.

Hoffa pushed in, and the room was still the same as before. It was simple and crude. Hoffa paid attention to one detail.

That is, all the oil paintings on the wall have disappeared, and Professor Gorsak put them away.

"You are punctual, Hoffa."

Goshak said at the wooden table, "Sit down."

He pointed to an empty wooden chair in front of him.

After Hoffa sat down, he saw a black scroll in front of him. Runes and symbols were carved on the edge of the scroll, which was very mysterious.

Hoffa is very familiar with this item, the book of spells.

Half a year ago, he used this thing when he was learning the phantom spell in the secret room of the Violet Society. This thing can record other people's memories just like the meditation basin, but this memory must be related to the spell.

Goshak didn't have a word of nonsense, and went straight to the subject.

Gorshak: "To control the Dark Personality Miller, I think you need very powerful control spells. And the best way to learn magic is to watch the spells of other wizards on the spot. For this, I learned from Dippe Principal Special borrowed the precious book of spells as a tool for my teaching. Today I want to take you back to..."

"Ah, please wait a moment, Professor."

Hoffa interrupted Goshak.

Goshak frowned unhappy, "What's the matter?"

"I hope to get to know her first. You must first tell me the whole story. How Miranda was seeded by Grindelwald, and the reason for the estrangement between her and you."

After a moment of silence, Goshak said in a deep voice: "There are few first-year students who are as bold as you."

"I want to solve the problem." Hoffa looked at Gorsak calmly.

Gorshak frowned and looked at the ceiling for a while, then he crossed his fingers and said lightly:

"Wizards have power beyond the ordinary, and naturally they also have responsibilities beyond the ordinary. The world is not peaceful. There are many reasons for the witches to fight constantly, and land resources are also one of them.

Every year, the school sends students to those wizards who compete for the area. It's the same in every country. Some of these students are in school and some have graduated. Miranda's parents were also dispatched members. "

"Who is the one who sent them there?" Hoffa asked. "Is that you?"

After a long time, Gorshak nodded slowly.

"They were killed by the German black wizard. Miranda was very painful. She thought it was my fault that her parents passed away."

As he said, Gorschak’s eyes moved to Hoffa’s ears: “Including your friend Indor, who was also Nimon’s friend. Of course, he also thinks that I killed Miranda’s parents. At this point I don’t deny it, but in the face of war, I don’t have much choice."

"Miranda has been very talented in spells since she was a child. Especially after the death of his parents, she showed an unparalleled learning speed on spells. But this is not a problem for a young girl. Good thing, overly revealing talent that is beyond the ordinary will attract unnecessary coveting. But when I noticed it, it was too late. Grindelwald took a fancy to her and hoped to train her into her own capable subordinate. He is in hers A magic seed was planted in the brain, and this seed will consume her emotions and magic to grow, until it replaces her original personality."

After a pause, Gorshak said slowly.

"Presumably you have also seen Schmidt Rutloff. He was completely swallowed by spiritual seeds. Grindelwald has done this to many people. He is very good at manipulating people's hearts. I left Miranda at school. , I hope she can overcome her dark personality with the help of other teachers and students. But it seems that things have been counterproductive. Her condition is getting worse and worse recently. Maybe after this school year, I will take her out of school."

After Gorschak had finished speaking, Hoffa felt that it was not a good feeling in his heart. When the school started, he thought he had a golden thigh, but now it seems that every family has a hard-to-read sutra.

Gorshak said calmly: "You came to me for your initiative. I'm very grateful, but it's not enough to know Miranda. What you really want to know is Grindelwald."

He pulled out the book of spells, put the scroll on the table, and slowly spread it out.

The last time Hoffa didn't pay attention, this time he saw it really.

As the broken and ancient scroll opened, two symbols composed of complicated patterns appeared on the scroll.

One is the palm and the other is the eyes.

Gorshak pointed to the scroll with his magic wand and explained: "The palm represents trial, and the eyes represent observation. Trials can be tried many times, and they are generally used to force the learning of spells, while observation can only be observed once, which is generally used for potions or transformations. With all your magic and talent, I don’t think you can defeat Miranda in the spell."

After speaking, Gorshak clicked on the scroll with his magic wand and said silently: "Unseal　the　seal..."

A white light gushes from the eyes on the scroll, and in a blink of an eye it flows across the scroll. The same as last time.

In the next second, the white light was released, and Hoffa and Gorshak lost their looks and fell on the table.

...

...

As before, Hoffa experienced white space without space, time, and matter.

Finally, these whites slowly disappeared.

When the color was restored before his eyes, he found himself standing on a small island, surrounded by a deep blue calm sea.

His ears were full of the sounds of seabirds. Hoffa's current location was a highland of red sandstone surrounded by cliffs. The colorful sandstone beneath his feet was inhabited by many different kinds of seabirds. The air was as clean as transparent.

On the other side of the island, there is a small village. Simple and plain wooden houses are dotted among the forests in twos and threes, which is a little far away from here.

This time, the perspective was not as dead as the one framed last time, and this time Hoffa felt more like watching the memory in a meditation basin.

Hoffa asked, "Where is this, professor?"

"Hegoland Island, 1928. This story belongs to Headmaster Armando Dupete. I hope you learn something from it."

After speaking plainly, he took Hoffa and walked on the sandstone plateau.

After a while, Hoffa saw a row of wizards standing on the edge of the cliff, their robes hunting in the sea breeze.

Hoffa came to the front of the row of standing wizards and turned around.

An old man with half-bald hair was wearing a silver-white robe, standing alone on the cliff with a solemn expression, his robe was hunting as the wind blows.

Armando Dupete, the current principal. He looks much taller than at the beginning of school, not the kind of rickety appearance at the school banquet.

A line of people stood behind him.

When Hoffa saw the row of people, his heart beat violently.

They all wore masks, and the pale masks were outlined with simple patterns.

They are exactly the same as the people they saw in the wall painting of the Violet Society.

Gosak took the initiative to explain to Hoffa: "These are members of the Violet Society, one of the top societies in Hogwarts."

Hoffa asked, "The relationship between Principal Nadipet and them?"

Gorshak: "Direct leaders, some violets will directly enter the British royal family after graduation and become court wizards."

A mystery slowly settled, and Hoffa finally knew why Dippet brought flowers into the Violet Chamber on Christmas Day.

He is the leader of this group of wizards.

Just like the relationship between Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.

He circled the group of people, and he saw a man wearing fairy earrings in the middle of the third row.

Nimon Gosak.

Gorshak's gaze stayed on the man for a long time, and slowly said: "In the book of spells observation mode, the observer and the observed cannot have any interaction. Because what you experience is just the book of spells. record of."

Perhaps he was afraid that Hoffa would not understand, he uttered a word next to him. But it was more like a self-talk.

After a while, a black-smoky ship came slowly from the sea, saying that it was a ship might not be right, it was an old warship, a very old warship.

Hoffa's only impression of this kind of ship is still in the previous history books---a few old photographs describing the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War of Sino-Japanese War.

The principal Dippet in his memory said in a deep voice: "Here."

All the masked wizards around him took out their wands with a solemn expression, and their apparitions disappeared, including Miranda's father. Nimon Gosak.

But Dippet didn't move.

He stood alone on the cliff and looked at the coast.

Hoffa's attention stayed on the sea, and after the warship at sea docked, a dozen people walked down.

Those people are also wizards, but they did not apparate, but stepped up the high cliff step by step.

The first person is an extremely handsome middle-aged man with neatly combed white hair, deep green pupils, and a tall stature. Wearing a straight black trench coat.

When he came to the cliff, the man raised his arm and stopped all his followers. Then he walked alone in front of Principal Dippet.

Hoffa's eyes stayed on the wizard for a long time, and he probably guessed the man's possible identity.

Sure enough, I only heard Principal Dippet say hoarsely: "Grindelwald, what do I want?"

Gellert Grindelwald! !

The previous generation of Dark Lord.

Hoffa slowly approached, and looked up and down at Dumbledore's lifelong enemy, the man in the legend who could bring Old Deng out of the closet.

He is not a monster with a hideous face like Voldemort, but like a handsome general, who makes people sway and yearn at a glance.

Hoffa's eyes stayed on Grindelwald's waist for a long time.

There is the handle of a magic wand.

Old wand, elderberry wand, the most powerful wand in the world.

One of the three major Deathly Hallows, as long as you get three pieces together, you can surpass death.

The handsome middle-aged man showed a smile that could fascinate thousands of young girls.

"Come up and want something, Principal Dippet, don't you want to talk to me for a while?"