Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

the other side.

It is more than fifty nautical miles from the cargo ship that Hoffa took.

A frigate bird floated overhead by the oncoming breeze, then glide to the side, hovering half a circle and flew away.

The huge warship floats on the sea. It has a total length of more than 200 meters, a width of 30 meters, and a draft of 10 meters. The turret stands like a tall building. The white smoke emitted by three steam turbines and 12 boilers surrounds him. It was covered with an unknown white mist.

The battleship Scharnhorst.

A German cruiser that once sunk a British aircraft carrier.

If it was a weekday, at this point at noon, the deck should be very busy. Mopping, loading, repairing, even playing cards and drinking. But now, on the deck of Scharnhorst, the top battleship of the German Empire, the needle fell quietly.

Several soldiers on duty stood with guns at the entrance of the turret, looking nervous. What made the soldiers who were ordered to maintain order on the deck so helpless was that opposite them stood five imperial wizards in black robes, and the notorious man sitting among the wizards.

I saw a man in military uniform sitting on a chair among five black-robed wizards, reading the newspaper. His skin was reddish brown and lean like the handle of a whip, and his shoulders, hands, and neck showed muscles. The shiny leather boots looked unreal under the soft and hazy sunlight, the face under the reflective sunglasses was solidified, the blue uniform was spotless, and the creases looked like a blade.

It is the German Gestapo Colonel, Muller Mans.

The people he thrown into the concentration camp claimed to add up to fill the entire Red Sea.

These visitors hadn't spoken much since they got on the deck, but the strong lifelessness in the air made these ordinary navy soldiers feel like a broken ship in the ocean, and they could be murdered at any time.

A soldier on guard felt a little itchy buttocks, but he was embarrassed to reach out to grab it, so he secretly pressed his **** against a raised screw cap on the iron wall behind him, and slowly rubbed it.

A black robe caught a glimpse of his movements and narrowed his eyes.

The soldier stopped in embarrassment.

"How about Dominic, why hasn't he come out yet?"

Heipao asked coldly, "We have been waiting here for three hours, how long are we going to wait?"

The soldier twisting his **** squeezed a smile: "I'm sorry, the major is busy now, it is not convenient to see people, please wait a little longer."

Heipao sneered: "You said the same half an hour ago, and you still said that half an hour ago."

soldier:"......"

Colonel Mans, who was reading the newspaper, smiled and said, "Calm down, Aldo. Major Dominic has everything to do."

The soldier looked relieved.

The black robe named Aldo bored and said, "Why do we come to Normandy to catch a person and have to inform Dominic?"

Without raising his head, Mans said indifferently: "It's polite. We can't just break into someone else's jurisdiction. We don't even report it to the newspaper. Moreover, even if we don't respect Dominica, we must respect the adults behind him." "

Heavy footsteps came from the deck.

"I'm coming!"

A black-robed wizard said, and the other black robes cocked their necks, reducing the impatientness on their faces.

The door to the cabin on the deck of the battleship was bent and pushed open by several soldiers.

A fat figure was lifted out on the stretcher, his sturdy arms hung weakly on the edge of the stretcher, and blood was dripping slowly from it.

"That's... Dominic?"

A black robe frowned and asked.

"How can it be."

Mans smiled, and he continued to turn a page of newspaper.

Several soldiers carrying a stretcher walked to the side of the ship and lifted the stretcher as if taking out rubbish. Throwing the fat guy down, the hapless guy fell off the battleship like a rag doll, and fell into the sea with a plop.

Soon, the sea water churned up, countless black shark fins drilled out of the turbid sea water, and swallowed the guy who was thrown down in the blink of an eye.

After throwing the corpse, the soldier opened the door and returned to the cabin. The black-robed wizards turned their heads indifferently and didn't care too much. It didn't take long for the heavy footsteps to be heard on the deck again.

"Are you here?"

The black robe's expression became solemn again, and some people even tidied up their robes.

This time, a two-meter muscular man stumbled open the hatch. He covered his mouth and chest. As soon as he left the door, he fell heavily to the ground, and his spine was pierced out.

"this is.....?"

The black wizard was stunned.

"No."

Mans continued to shake his head.

I saw the burly man who fell on the ground twitching, blood pouring from his back, and spreading to the feet of the black-robed wizard in the blink of an eye.

A few soldiers followed him out of the cabin, raised the brawny man without a surprise, and threw him into the sea just like the big fat man who had just thrown him.

Under the action of gravity, the man plopped into the water.

The sea boiled and the sharks danced wildly, swallowing two unknown guys in the blink of an eye.

The black robe was silent.

At this moment, a young lieutenant pushed open the iron gate and walked to the side of several black-robed wizards, leaning slightly.

"The major, please."

"Great."

Mans closed the newspaper with a smile, put Erlang's legs away, and sat up from the deck chair.

The lieutenant led a group of people down the deck. The lights in the cabin flickered on Colonel Mullermans' face. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the steel machine with interest.

The discolored beige walls are full of rust spots that are still expanding. Every few meters, a battery-powered fluorescent lamp hangs from the steel beam, casting an ugly green light, strong but uneven.

Before long, they followed the young lieutenant to the bottom of the deck, a place similar to a boxing ring.

In the middle of the ring, two men are fighting each other in the field. One of the strong men pinched the spine of the other man, hitting his abdomen continuously, and the beaten man vomited a sticky scarlet substance. There was a strong smell of blood in the air, as if being in a slaughterhouse.

Soon, one of the men lost to the other, and was directly pressed to the ground, smashed to death.

He stood up, looked at the people who had entered the boxing ring, moved his neck, and walked towards them.

A few black robes snickered disdainfully, "What a shame, is he a wizard or a boxer?"

But soon, their laughter disappeared after the man approached.

This is a man with an amazing appearance. He is covered with scars. He is three meters tall and has extremely developed muscles. Just looking at it can make people feel timid.

"Hi Ethan, long time no see."

Colonel Mans raised his head enthusiastically and greeted the man in front of him.

"Mans."

The man's throat rumbling, like thunder, the soldier next to him helped him take off his gloves and handed him a glass of milky milk.

The glass is the size of a normal human head. He took it and drank it. The blood in his hand left a bright red palm print on the milky white cup.

Mans: "You are in good spirits. I heard that all the Allied transport ships in this area have been cleared by you recently. Master Grindelwald should be very satisfied."

"Ok."

Dominic snorted indifferently, "More milk."

The soldier standing aside refilled his washbasin-sized cup with a large amount of milky white liquid.

He raised his head and groaned it down.

After drinking the milk, the half-giant asked, "What are you doing? There are not enough things in Paris or the days of the Wizarding Association are too leisurely."

"Neither, my friend. I recently ran away from an important source of information. Chloe Lemay, the descendant of the alchemist Nick Lemay, she is now in your jurisdiction."

"and then?"

"What then?" Mans asked the same, "Are you not going to do something?"

Dominic smiled, his eyes finally focused on Mans's face: "If you want to catch someone, you don't have to tell me specifically, Colonel."

He deliberately bit the word Colonel very hard, then turned his head: "More milk."

(The soldier brings a larger jar.)

Mans: "If you can, you can understand it as a kind request."

He raised his head and drank the milk: "Don't you have a lot of wizards under your own hands? Let them do it for you. Are they so useless that they can't even catch a woman?"

The bitter sarcasm made the black-robed wizards under Mans commotion, and some even took a step forward and drew out the magic wand.

Mans didn't care about Dominic's sarcasm, he laughed and raised his hand to stop the commotion.

"Her magical abilities are a bit slippery. Once activated, it is difficult to stop. And you are a famous wizard killer. Almost no wizard can escape from you, so I want to ask you to help."

"So what is the reward?"

Mans: "Let me tell you a story, Major."

Dominic tidyed up his gloves without raising his head, "said."

"My grandfather had seen a super sailing warship, the USS San Trinidad, in Spain during the Battle of Cape Saint Vincent in 1797. This ship was the only four-deck warship in Spain. Equipped with 140 artillery.

At the time, it was the world's top warship, and no one knew he would lose. But it is a pity that it was lost to the British Victory at sea in less than ten years, and it has never recovered.

When my father was young, he used to work for the Vulkeng Shipyard. At that time, the Qing government of the Far East ordered two warships, Dingyuan and Zhenyuan from my father's shipyard.

The displacement is 7,000 tons, the armor is 12 to 14 inches thick, and the main armament is four 12-inch main guns. It was the largest warship in the Far East at that time. There is no difference in the limelight for a while.

However, they were sunk in the Yellow Sea by the little-known Japanese navy in less than ten years. "

He finished speaking slowly, Dominic's face had become very ugly, "What do you want to express, Colonel?"

"In fact, what I want to say is that the fate of people is actually the same as those of these ships. There is no difference today, and tomorrow is the possibility of death. No one knows what the fate of the future will be."

He said sincerely: "But God’s mercy occasionally allows me and other mortals to have a glimpse of the secret. This opportunity is now in front of you and me, Ethan, as long as you can catch Chloe Leme back. I can share with you the opportunity to spy on the future."

There was a moment of silence.

Dominic sneered: "I see."

"What do you understand?"

"I understand, this is why you, as a Muggle, can confuse so many wizards to serve you. Right?"

Mans' face changed slightly, but still calmly said: "I promise to see through the future, yes, but this is not bewitching."

"Not interested, please go back."

Dominic stood up and waved his hand.

"Next!"

The soldier standing aside immediately opened the iron cage in the arena, and two more sturdy men were escorted out.

Dominic moved his muscular neck, leaped high, and jumped into the boxing ring.

Mans's face was gloomy for a moment, but in a blink of an eye, he returned to normal. He stepped forward and leaned on the guardrail of the boxing ring:

"I heard that you defeated ten faceless gargoyles in 1928 and killed three Luxembourg giants alone in 1935. In 39 years, you were killed by 36 members of the British Violet Wizards. Grindelwald was accepted as a disciple and has since been known as a wizard killer, right?"

Dominic: "What do you want to say, hurry up."

"I used to be a giant destroyer, a wizard killer, but now fighting with some ordinary Muggles here, isn't it boring!?"

boom! !

A strong Muggle man was smashed out, broke the guardrail directly, hit the iron wall, and smashed into a pile of meatloaf.

Splashes of blood splashed on the faces of several black robes, and they resisted their fear and stood still on the spot.

Dominic walked slowly in front of Mans. At this moment, his already tall figure appeared taller, almost blocking all the light.

"Don't point fingers at me, Mans. If you are unhappy, you can accompany me to play, if you are happy, maybe I will help you find some Leme."

"No, I don't want to kill myself."

Mans opened his hands calmly, "However, as a reward, I can introduce you to a better opponent."

"No one in this sea is my opponent."

"That's it. Miss LeMay has a guard next to him. He is also a student of Lord Grindelwald. You should have heard of it."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Hoffa Bach.