Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Chapter 62: ,source

open the door.

Above the tower, Miranda sat cross-legged in the middle of the stone pillar, as if waiting for something.

Seeing Hoffa push the door of the Astronomy Tower, she just glanced at him coldly. She didn't wear glasses, her face was pale and gloomy, and her body was dark.

This was a sign before she changed her personality.

The air was filled with the pressure of wind and rain, and all the dust on the ground was suspended in the air, with terrible magical fluctuations and suffocating pressure.

Miranda ignored Hoffa, she just calmly looked at the Quidditch Stadium in the distance, watching the crowds there.

Hoffa slowly walked to her side, and with each step, the pressure in the air became stronger. When he stood in front of the stone pillar where Miranda was, the air was thick as butter, making him almost unable to breathe.

"Miranda."

Hoffa raised his head and said with difficulty, "Come back with me."

Her gloomy face suddenly thawed for a second, and she smiled gently and said, "Gorshak taught you a lesson, are you experimenting with the results on me now?"

Hoffa shook his head, put away his wand, and raised his hands.

"Your grandpa asked me to use magic to restrain you, but I always thought that was the wrong approach."

Miranda regained his gloom again and said nothing.

"I don't want to fight with you, Miranda, stop being capricious and go back with me."

"Willful?" Miranda sat on a high place and said calmly: "Do you know what I think? This school, from the principal to the professors, are all war criminals through and through.

They send innocent wizards to participate in wars, unrighteous battles that are completely meaningless. They let countless people die, but in the end nothing changed. I tried my best to stop all of this, but you said I was just headstrong. Do you think I am Drasses? "

"It's right or wrong for us, Miranda!"

Hoffa said against the violent magical energy in the air: "The conflict between wizards will never end, and the conflict between humans will never end. You can't stop all of this."

Miranda slowly turned her head, her expression changed a few times, sometimes regretting the pain, sometimes cold and gloomy.

Hoffa stood where he was, waiting, waiting for Miranda to defeat another personality.

It's a pity that the girl in front of her finally stopped struggling, and the fluctuations in her expression gradually disappeared, and she became as gloomy and pale as that night.

The surrounding mental field suddenly changed, and Hoffa felt that his mental field was sharply compressed.

He knew that the other party was no longer Miranda, she had become another person.

It stood up and looked at Hoffa under the high collar, playing with a magic wand in its hand. It asked:

"I want to destroy this school, do you have an opinion?"

"Have."

"What does it have to do with you? I can take you to a better place."

"This is where I go to school, it's that simple."

"Even if it becomes a pawn."

"My choice has nothing to do with you."

Miller was silent for a moment, then he threw his wand to the ground like trash.

In this second, the pressure in the air increased sharply, Hoffa's shoulders dipped, and every inch of the ground of the observatory seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, cracking small gaps.

The opposite side became blurred, only the mouth was the only thing that had disappeared, and Miller opened his fingers.

"Bach, do you know why you live? The dark new star will slowly rise. He will bring unprecedented changes to the world. I will give you one last chance..."

Hoffa: "Shut up, Nietzsche!"

The silence lasted for a second.

Tick.

"Phosphorus fire bullet!" It waved its hand, and the blue high-temperature fireball quickly formed and came straight to Hoffa's door.

Without hesitation, Hoffa escaped into a ghostly wandering state. Behind him, a violent explosion caused the entire astronomy tower to shake.

Looking at the gray world, everything around was plunged into chaos and madness in the explosion. Miller stood on a high place, his robe dancing wildly, motionless.

The wand became a huge lion head glove in Hoffa's hands. Under his feet, rows of stone steps cushion him, running higher and higher.

Seeing Hoffa disappear, Miller tilted his head, and disappeared into the air in an instant.

Is it a phantom spell?

Hoffa stared coldly at the front, it disappeared into the real world, but it did not disappear into the shadow world. Its body, Hoffa, can be seen clearly in the gray and white world.

Stride forward, faster and faster.

Hoffa hit its lower abdomen with a punch, bends down, and knocks it out of stealth without leaving a hand.

But this time, it was not as fragile as the paper before. It fiercely grabbed Hoffa's arm, knocked its head heavily, and bumped its head!

Hoffa was hit by a boulder and flew out three meters before falling off the stone pillar. The sharp bulge of the glove dragged a scratch on the ground.

Damn it!

Hoffa got up from the ground in a daze, wiped his nosebleeds, and the meditations moved quickly, waking him up from his dizziness.

The guy on the stone pillar leaped heavily and crashed to the ground, like a body cast in steel.

It stepped forward and rushed forward. But Hoffa glared sideways, reaching out his five fingers into a fist.

Broken grip!

boom!

Two huge stone slabs lifted from the ground, banging Miller in between.

The suppression lasted only a moment, and countless lines were cracked on the stone slab, and then it exploded. It seemed that Hoffa was not controlling a person, but a pack of high explosives.

The exploding wind made Hoffa couldn't help backing three steps in a row, and he secretly said that it was not good. Close the wrong person.

Sure enough, the next second, there was a whisper in the ear.

"Still looking around?"

The real Miller has already come behind him.

Its entire right arm turned into an ice spear, and it stabbed heavily.

Hoffa’s pupils shrank into needle points, and the gloves on his arms quickly turned into sharp shields.

Boom!

Contradictions are compounded.

Hoffa can withstand this dangerous blow.

"Do you still have enough magic power?" During the confrontation, Miller "stared" at Hoffa firmly.

Hoffa grinned.

Ghost walk!

With less power, the spear passed through Hoffa's body and hit the ground.

Miller quickly backed away and began the countdown.

However, in the shadow world, Hoffa did not hesitate to pour a sip of the healing potion, and the violent potion entered the body, like a shot of magical adrenaline.

The moment he walked out of the shadow world, Miller folded his hands together.

Numerous rubbles fluttered over the ground, and snake heads burrowed out of the ground, trying to entangle Hoffa, but Hoffa escaped into the shadows in the next second.

Miller didn't expect Hoffa to use the Ghost Walk twice in a row. He reacted very quickly, and immediately waved his hand to remove the magic.

"Triple Iron Guard!"

A row of armored guards descended from the sky, trying to stop Hoffa's surprise attack.

Use old moves.

This time, there was no waiting for the three armored guards to close their shields.

With a wave of Hoffa's hand, the wand became a soft whip full of barbs, which pierced out of nothingness like lightning, passed through the gap of the shield, and bound Miller layer upon layer.

Make him immobile.

Hoffa walked through the ghosts, and the two were ten meters apart.

The changing steel whip of the wand bursts straight.

"Don't want to control me!"

Miller roared, and it burned with pale flames all over it. The burnt rocks at its feet turned into reddish magma.

The violent magic power caused Hoffa's hair and clothes to be scorched and curving, and Hoffa felt the pain from his wand, it was a little bit unable to suppress the other party.

Hold on, man!

Hoffa squeezed the whip tightly, his eyes widened suddenly, and his thoughts moved.

The spirit quickly penetrated into the ground.

Broken grip!

boom!

Crushed rocks on the surface of the observatory surged, and a pair of stone hands mixed with magma came out of the ground. One stone hand grabbed Miller, and that stone hand was shattered by Miller's mental force field in an instant.

But then there were two, three, four, five...ten...twenty!

boom!

Thick smoke filled the room.

Countless pairs of stone hands were placed on top of each other, suppressing Miller severely. It was under the boulder, only one head could be seen.

It is trapped.

Hoffa coughed twice, retracted his wand, poured another mouthful of the magic recovery potion, and slowly walked towards Miller under the gravel that was several tens of meters high.

"You have learned all the master's magic." Miller said hoarsely, bound tightly: "It's a transformative genius."

"Enough, Miranda, don't sink anymore, it's not right!" Hoffa said palely.

"No... Hmph." Miller laughed strangely, his voice was like cuckoo cuckoo blood.

"You!" Miller lowered his head and struggled.

The group of giant stone hands nearly ten meters high began to sway, and they could not suppress Miller. Hoffa's eyes widened, shocked.

"Why do you stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at me..." Miller snarled hoarsely.

"Do you know what I have experienced!!"

After the roar, it suddenly raised its head and looked at Hoffa abruptly. The stone hands on his body shattered in pieces.

The dark spiritual force field is overwhelming.

boom! !

Hoffa felt like his mental field was hit by a flying locomotive!

Miller rushed out, turning the whole person into a black shadow, firmly suppressing Hoffa to the ground.

The violent shock made Hoffa's eyes black, and the other party directly dragged his spirit into the illusion.

At this moment, the spiritual force fields of the two wizards are intertwined.

Tide-like dark energy dragged Hoffa down continuously.

Once again, he seemed to be walking in a dark corridor, and it was like walking on the deep seabed. There was no hope, despair, depression, and darkness around him. There is a double-faced man in front of him.

"Want to know the truth?"

Asked the double-faced man who was crying and laughing.

Hoffa couldn't speak, and the intense dark nightmare made him blurry.

The two men's mental fields were entangled and fell on a broken, old and dark street.

(Here, Hoffa saw a handsome middle-aged man kneeling in front of a little girl. The middle-aged man was Grindelwald.

Grindelwald: "If you want to know the truth, you have to make sacrifices. In order to stop all conflicts, are you willing?"

Miranda: "Let's start.")

Grindelwald placed the palm of his hand on Miranda's head, and then the scene was quickly shrouded in ink-dark darkness, and Hoffa fell in the darkness again.

(This time, he fell on a small island, which is the island of Heigoland that he had seen in the book of spells. Unlike the last time he saw it, this time, the situation suddenly reversed and replaced it with Grindelwald was bound high in the sky by rubble.

He was restrained, but still laughed: "Wizards are still humans after all. Instead of controlling dead things like magic, it is better to control humans themselves, are you right?"

Dippet: "What the **** do you want to say."

"I want to say." Grindelwald smiled: "Goodbye."

As his voice fell.

A gleam of silver flashed past.

A sharp knife came from an unknown place and passed through Armando Dipeter's right rib.

In the blood splashing, Dipeter turned his head in shock, and the crowd screamed.

"Do not!!!"

A figure stood behind Dippet and pierced his body with a sharp knife.

"Your ideas are too outdated, Professor."

The masked Nimon said calmly. )

Before Hoffa had the slightest horror.

He fell again.

(This time, it was so dark that the black fog of the scene was almost invisible, and there were only two people in the black fog.

Nimon: "Father, England, it's not where you should stay. My actions are all for the family."

Adbe Gorschak: "Everything I do is for the benefit of more people and for the order of the world."

After speaking, Gorshak raised his wand to his son. )

All the pictures disappeared completely.

Hoffa's mental field was also completely eroded by the darkness, as if he had become a young Miranda at this moment and experienced this extremely dark past with her.

The two-faced man lay on Hoffa’s back and murmured: "See if, in this chaotic, crazy world, my father, my family... are all victims, wizard conflict Victims of...Now, you can still speak in front of me in a high-sounding manner. You understand me...Don't you say that I am wrong?"

"Do you still dare to say that my behavior is wrong...? I am not wrong...The conflict of wizards must stop, at all costs..."

Gradually, Miller, the Faceless Man's voice drifted away.

Return to nothingness.

Only darkness is left around!

The darkness is so rich that it can't be turned away! .

The negative energy impacted his soul and his body like a tide. The increasing pressure made him unable to breathe, as if he was falling continuously in the bottomless Mariana Trench.

He finally understood everything.

Why did Gorsak choose to hide it from himself.

He finally understood why he avoided this topic forever.

I also know why Indor was full of anger at Goshak.

Goshak killed his son himself.

Because of the war.

Because of betrayal.

Because of the conflict between wizards.

In family affection and position.

He chose a position and a school.

Hoffa finally understood that it was not his grandfather or even Hogwarts that Miranda hated.

What she hates is the war itself, the conflict between wizards.

The shadow of the past entangled her, making her unable to escape.

The little girl, like the monster she saw on the passing bridge in Helheim, humped on the heavy stele and advanced hard.

He understood everything, what Miranda hated most.

But this time, he didn't flinch at all. There is no sympathy for Miranda, and no wavering because of the other party's words.

The mighty spiritual fire was burning in the sea of knowledge, and he thought of what Thunderbird said to himself in the underworld. Without letting go of the past, how can we calmly face a new life.

This time, he finally understood Taras' choice.

More than a year of life flashed before my eyes like a mirror image.

Hoffa forcibly opened his mouth from the entanglement of the nightmare, and trembling softly:

"M...Lan...Da..."

Every time he said a word, he felt that his tongue was as heavy as a giant.

"Although... your past is very dark, extremely dark!"

"but......"

Hoffa swallowed.

"but."

He tremblingly squeezed his wand, the electric light began to appear, and then the crackling passed from his left hand to his whole body.

"but!"

Hoffa snapped open his eyes full of electric lights.