Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Before Hoffa wandered at the bottom of his life for too long, the hunt was just like a shadow.

At this time, pattering footsteps came from the side of the stone steps alley.

Soldiers are coming!

Osivia was not surprised, she retracted her astonishment, turned her head quickly, and strode forward to hold Hoffa and Silby's wheelchair.

Click!

With the violent magical fluctuations, Hoffa felt that his whole person was stuffed into a rubber tube, and all his facial features and limbs were squeezed into the abdominal cavity.

They whirled and disappeared in place, Osivia took them to Apparition to the top of a six-story building nearby.

As soon as the three of them appeared on the roof, a row of soldiers rushed into the alley.

They poked the French stick on the ground with the Mauser gun, and quickly said something they didn't understand. The leading soldier quickly nodded his finger around.

Immediately, a group of soldiers dispersed and searched in different directions.

Osivia stared downstairs. After the group of soldiers had gone, she let go of Hoffa's wrists, took a few steps back with her arms, walked aside, and looked at him coldly.

Only then did Hoffa realize that he was still dressed in women's clothing, and he was an agitated spirit, and instantly relieved all the transformation techniques.

After a while, he figured out the wording.

"Senior Sister Osivia, listen to my explanation, things are not what you think"

But Osivia glanced at him lifelessly. Although there is no such thing as a perverted word in this era, the look is undoubtedly the look of perverted eyes.

"What hobbies you have has nothing to do with me." She said coldly.

Hoffa staggered.

Now, no one can't wait to end this **** journey more than him.

He wanted to go back to London as soon as possible and stay out of touch with the two of them, pretending that a memory never happened.

Silby said quietly: "Actually, I think that suit is quite suitable for Hoffa. If possible, I really want to take you to the World Expo."

"To shut up."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Osivia and Hoffa interrupted Silby at the same time.

Osivia: "I have checked the route just now. You want to go to Barcelona. The nearest route is from Granada, then to Valencia, then to Barcelona, ​​going all the way along the Mediterranean Sea. It only takes a week at most. If it is faster, it will be there in three days."

While talking, she also took out a note, which densely recorded several driving routes.

But Hoffa sighed after a few glances: "Don't even think about driving. Our car is now impounded in the German headquarters."

"What?" Osivia frowned displeased. "Muggle soldiers seized your car, what do you mean?"

Silby preemptively told Osivia about what had just happened, flaunting his tone triumphantly, as if he had experienced some heroic deeds.

As soon as he finished speaking, Osivia rubbed his head uncomfortably.

"You pretend to be German officials just to eat a meal."

Silby: "Otherwise, starving to death?"

Osivia sneered: "Appetite is so important? Why don't you wait for me to come back"

Silby retorted: "You obviously abandoned us first."

Hoffa saw Osivia's uncomfortable expression, and immediately jumped in to change the subject: "There are other ways, right? We can take a car, aren't there many trains here."

"If you want to get in the car, you have to hurry." Osivia said, "It is a felony to disguise a military officer. It is said that the German Muggle leader is in this city. If this happens, the SS will probably block all stations immediately At that time, it will be difficult for us to leave this city."

"Go right now?"

Osivia nodded: "There's no time, get ready."

Hoffa knew what Osivia had said was true. Looking from the height of the building, there were soldiers running around in the distance.

Several soldiers were still yelling in unintelligible Spanish below.

"But how do you leave this?"

Hoffa murmured, "Can I just apparate to the station?"

"No," Osivia immediately refused, "Apparition needs to know the target location well, but I have never been to a station in this city, and it is impossible to Apparate you there."

After a pause, Osivia said again: "Did you not hear what the Muggle soldiers just said? They are now looking for a boy pushing a wheelchair. You look like this, I'm afraid you will be spotted as soon as you go out."

"Hoffa can pretend to be a woman," Silby suggested enthusiastically.

Hoffa slapped his head, gritted his teeth and said, "If you mention it again, I will push you downstairs."

Osivia was expressionless: "No matter how you pretend, you and your wheelchair are too conspicuous."

"What shall we do then?"

The three of them were silent for a moment.

"I'm riding on your shoulders, okay?" Silby looked at Hoffa, "then put the robes on, we look like an adult."

"Yes?" Hoffa slowly turned his head and sneered: "You can't even control your pee. Do you think I will let you ride on my shoulders?"

Silby rolled his eyes.

"In this way, you can carry him on your back, you can do anything, but you can't push the wheelchair." Osivia said.

Back?

This proposal was acceptable to Hoffa, so he took Silby from the wheelchair, took the opponent's cold shrunken arm, and placed him on his back.

Osivia took out a pair of gloves from her pocket and put on them, then twisted Silby's shroud-like blanket to cover Hoffa's back.

Then he took out his wand and tapped it on Hoffa's body. Suddenly, the blanket turned into a white Arab robe.

Silby's dull voice came from the blanket.

"You really dislike me."

Osivita ignored him at all. She took out a few cosmetic pencils from her bag and applied them on Hoffa’s face. Then she tapped her magic wand and chanted: "Change your head and change your face."

Suddenly, Hoffa felt a few more creases on his face. From the side of the eye, he glanced at the mirror in Osivia's dressing box. Hoffa found that he had become an old man, a short old man with a hunched back.

Sakura has really been hundreds of times, Hoffa thought, changing four looks in one day.

"This should be okay."

Osivia took off her gloves. He knocked Silby's wheelchair casually, turned the wheelchair into a large suitcase, and threw it to Hoffa.

"Follow me to the station, and no one should say a word."

After speaking, she grabbed Hoffa's shoulder and clicked!

The two apparated into the street.

Osivia walked ahead, Hoffa crouched behind.

Along the way, the German and Western forces set up countless checkpoints. But no one can see through Hoffa's disguise, Osivia's disguise for Hoffa is very effective.

A group of three people passed through the tiers of levels without any risk, and arrived at the Granada Railway Station in the middle of the mountain stream.

But at this moment, German soldiers were already standing next to the railway station. They were holding guns and patrolling back and forth. Not only that, Hoffa could obviously perceive a hint of magical aura around him.

This kind of magical aura is very strange, but somewhat familiar.

Osivia frowned and said in a low voice: "There is a wizard among these Muggle soldiers. Apparitions will definitely be discovered when they move in."

"Walk in? I can't buy a ticket now," Hoffa whispered.

After observing on tiptoe for a while, Osivia said: "You follow me behind, don't make any changes."

Hoffay stood still, and Osivia took a few steps forward, putting his wand on his arm. Afterwards, she walked to the two soldiers standing guard, whispered a few words like asking for directions, and pointed at Hoffa behind her as she spoke.

The two soldiers were alert at once, but then Osivia picked up his wand slightly.

A ray of white light flashed, and the two soldiers shook their bodies, showing kind smiles, their eyes blank, as if their souls were hooked away.

Osivia waved to Hoffa.

Passing by two soldiers with dementia and contentment, Hoffa asked in a low voice: "That was just now, Imperius?"

"Don't talk too much." Osivia said lightly.

Hoffa shut up, but she refreshed her cognition of this elder sister again. Obviously, she is not an ordinary student who graduated from a normal college in the future. She must have received special Auror training, otherwise it is impossible to use the Imperius Curse. It's so easy to be familiar with.

With the help of Osivia's Imperius Curse, the two went very smoothly.

But just as Hoffa stepped on the old steps to get on the train. On the train's pedals, Hoffa saw a leaflet that had been trampled on the ground.

The flyers are colorful and eye-catching on the green floor.

At the beginning, he didn't care. But after two steps, he couldn't help but look back, always feeling that there was something inexplicably familiar.

He couldn't help squatting down.

Sure enough, on the tattered leaflet, Hoffa saw the head of a somewhat familiar king, surrounded by machinery and guns.

The flyer is also written in English.

Hoffa frowned deeply.

He seems to have seen this flyer in London, but now he has met it again on a train in Spain.

How could it be so coincidental?

Isn't Spain not allowed to speak English? Why are there still people posting English flyers here?

Before Hoffardo thought for a moment, Silby on his shoulder was knocked sideways by a few people carrying large bags.

He lowered his voice behind Hoffa, "What are you looking at, hurry up and take me away."

Hoffa stood up slowly and caught up with Osivia's footsteps ahead. But I couldn't help thinking about what I saw on that flyer.

Osivia led Hoffa and Silby through the carriage corridor, and finally stopped at the third-class seat at the end of the train.

There are farmers carrying large bags and luggage everywhere here, and there is a strong smell of mud in the carriages. The seat is also the most common hardwood chair.

When he got here, Osivia found a place, took out the handkerchief and wand and cleaned it for a while, then sat down with Erlang's legs up.

Hoffa didn't care where he was sitting. He took Silby from behind and placed it across from Osivia. He sat next to him.

But Silby exclaimed in a low voice: "Why sit in such a dirty place, don't you have a cleanliness addict?"

Osivia said calmly: "There are the most people here and the safest place. If someone wants to find you, they will spend more time."

"You are persecuted delusion, who will come to me?"

Silby mocked.

Before the words fell, a newspaper hovered out of the air and slammed it on Silby's face.

"Persecuted delusion?" Osivia said coldly. "This is the newspaper from the day before yesterday. Let's talk about who is following you."

Silby and Hoffa stretched their heads at the same time.

This was a newspaper from two days ago. On the front page of that newspaper, he saw several black and white photos.

Upon closer inspection, he was shocked, and he immediately copied the newspaper.

The black-and-white photos can't hide the **** smell that almost hits the face.

The text in the newspaper Hoffa could not read, but I could guess what was written.

Moroccan tragedy! !

In the photo, the body of Raymond Le Brun, the wizard who introduced himself to work, fell limply in the basement, with a big hole in his forehead, and the blood dried on the floor.

Look at the newspaper again, it was two days ago.

Raymond was shot and killed, the night he left Morocco!

Hoffa felt cold in his hands and feet.

It was shot again.

The same way to die as the Soviet Minister of Magic three months ago.

"What key are you looking for?" Hoffa put down the newspaper, pale but decisively said: "Is it related to the key?"