Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Hoffa stood on a high place, looking at the huge and forbidding metal pipes below, only amazement remained in his heart.

He also knows alchemy, but compared to the terrifying creation in front of him, his insignificant deeds seem to be a little off the table. How did he make this super monster that discouraged the gods?

The answer is self-evident. There are several wizards armed with wands in every section of the pipeline.

They stood on the pipeline and patrolled back and forth. Under them, there were countless magical creatures carrying military components. There were all kinds of creatures, including murlocs, horsemen, giants, and mountain monsters. They were bound by spells and chains, placing those components in a fixed position, back and forth.

Hoffa could see that there was a thin human being who could not bear the extremely heavy metal components on his back and fell to the ground.

Not long after he arrived, when he was still trying to get up, the metal around him squirmed. It wraps around the back of the man's neck like a slime. In a blink of an eye, that human being has gone through a process of decay for hundreds of years, turning into a dead bone in the blink of an eye.

The scene where a living person is swallowed by metal makes Hoffa's hair horrified. Thinking of the large number of bones he had seen before, he took a breath: "Fatier, what have you done...?"

As if to answer his words, a man and a woman appeared on a high platform the size of a basketball court in the distance.

Although it was thousands of meters away, Hoffa recognized it at a glance. It was Fatir and Chloe. Fatir was stepping on a ladder and walking step by step towards the giant astrology in the middle of the field. Chloe, with a silly smile on his face, followed behind him, at first glance, it seemed that he was hit by the Imperius Curse.

"Hey, what are you doing!?"

Hoffa was furious. He was not only angry at Fattier, but even more angry at Nico LeMay, what the old thing was thinking about, so he sent his descendants into the mouth of the evil dragon, but he didn't even show his face.

His shout was heard by Fatir.

At the same time, it was heard by countless wizards who worked. They drew out their wands and looked up at Hoffa with a vigilant expression.

"Don't interfere with me! Bach."

Fatiel glanced at him and waved his wand. Chloe, controlled by the Imperius Curse, swayed faster and ran towards the huge astrology.

The planetarium slowly turned, and countless circular ribbon-like metal strips slowly opened, forming a fish-eye-like entrance, slowly opening in front of Chloe.

"Don't go in!"

On the high platform, Hoffa rushed down.

Fatir waved his magic wand until Hoffa, "Kill him!"

The wizards under his apparitions disappeared one after another, and then they appeared on the high platform one by one, raising their wands, colorful wands flashing in the air like neon lights.

At the same time, after losing the control of the wizard, the enslaved mountain monsters, horsemen, giants, and human Muggles immediately got out of control. They threw away the heavy metal parts on their bodies and screamed hurriedly. Rushed out.

Some people were trampled on the ground while escaping, and accidentally bumped into the holding pipes. The creeping metal of the pipes wrapped up the people they touched like living things and absorbed them cleanly.

The scene suddenly fell into chaos. In the chaos, Fatir rushed to the console. Standing under the giant clock, he quickly put some alchemy creations on himself.

"Don't think about it!"

Hoffa was not afraid. He completely ignored the curse he had shot, and banged his head head on, reaching out to Chloe with his palm in the air.

Roar! !

There was a roar.

He ran into an invisible object head-on, flew straight upside down, and slammed heavily on the black dome, followed by the bursting spell of countless wizards.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The dome of the Department of Mysteries was bombarded in a mess. The gravel fell straight down.

Amidst the billowing smoke, Hoffa entered the world of shadows, and the shadow dragon that had been kicked away by him before returned, roaring and biting at him.

Seeing that Chloe was about to step into the huge astrology, how could Hoffa dare to entangle the shadow dragon. He stepped on the ceiling and disappeared in place, and then appeared in front of Chloe again, trying to stop being taken away. Of her.

Fatir didn’t react slowly. He seemed to have expected it. At the moment when the ceiling was knocked out of the crater, he Apparated behind Hoffa, struck him across the ribs with an elbow, and knocked him across. Go and fall down the stairs.

"Go away!" After cursing, he took Chloe's arm to apparate.

A second before the movement, Hoffa snapped at Fatir’s foot and vowed to drag him out, but Fatir was several times more decisive and cruel than he had imagined. His wand turned into a knife, and his hand Raising the knife and falling directly cut off his left calf.

Afterwards, the disregarded apparition disappeared.

Hoffa looked at the calf he was holding in amazement.

"madman......"

Snapped!

Fatir Apparated at the entrance of the astrology, raised his hand and pushed Chloe in. She smiled stupidly, having no idea what happened.

The electric light inside the huge rotating astrology gleamed, and the moment she entered, she straightened her arms and floated in the middle of the astrology, her eyes turned pure silver.

"Damn it!"

Hoffa was distressed and annoyed again, he threw away the calf in his hand, spread his wings and rushed towards Fatier.

Fatir stood on the spot on one leg and sneered at Hoffa, who was approaching quickly.

boom! !

Hoffa hit an invisible dragon again.

But this time, he didn't keep his hands.

"Don't bother me, bug!"

Along with the furious blow of the ghost strolling, the dragon hidden in the shadow was hit by his head with a punch. Its 20-meter-long dragon slammed into a small fist like a truck. On the metal bridge pier, the tail was raised high, and the long crocodile head was directly broken by the bone crack.

The huge impact is like a meteorite meteor.

The invisible dragon of shadow crashed to the ground like a cannonball, and the ground suddenly shattered into cobweb cracks with a radius of more than ten meters. The deepest ground in the middle was sunk for more than one meter, and there was nothing in the middle.

In the shadow world, the dragon wailed and twisted, trying to get up again.

But the floating super astrology revolved mercilessly, and wave after wave of arc flashed along the pipe, and the shadow dragon twisting on the ground was also sucked by the weird metal on the arrow of time, breathing in and out. In the meantime, it withers and shrivels at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it completely turns into bones.

Looking at the big hole exploded by Juli on the ground, and then at the young man floating in the air, without the appearance of a wizard.

The group of wizards from the Ministry of Magic under the astrology stared at each other. I don't know who took the lead, and they disappeared without saying a word. Under the effect of the dominoes, there were not many wizards in the underground space of Nuoda.

Hoffa's chest rose and fell violently, and he clenched his fists and walked step by step to the one-legged Fatir.

"Let her go!"

"Don't even think about it."

Fatir looked at him fearlessly.

boom! !

Hoffa pressed him to the ground heavily, "Are you stupid, even your group of men can see that you are not saved, can't you see it?"

"Then you kill me! Be your savior!"

Fatir looked at him disdainfully, "Come on, do it!"

Hoffa bit his lower lip firmly, "Don't force me to do my best, Fatir, I don't want to shoot you."

"I know you dare not. Your pitiful kindness is exactly what I spurned, and it is exactly what I want to go back to fifty years to eliminate."

"Enough!" Hoffa stubbornly resisted Fatir, his palm threateningly turned into metal claws, and he pointed at Fatir's chest with the claws: "For the sake of Aglaia, you Can't you keep your heart?"

"You... dare to mention her name again in front of me!?"

The furious Fatir completely ignored Hoffa's sharp nails and forcibly pressed down his arms to straighten up.

Before Hoffa could react, his sharp nails sank into Fatir's chest. He smiled grinningly, stood up at the cost of being pierced in his chest, and then shot his wand. A bursting curse blasted Hoffa upside down for fifty meters, and slammed into the iron railing below the astrology.

Hoffa had no idea that he would come in such a suicide attack. He got up without paying attention to the pain, looked at his **** palm, angrily and anxiously: "You don't want to die!?"

"I don't regard my life as more valuable than others, I just want to accomplish my goal, just like you."

He was jumping on one leg, with a big hole hanging in his chest, Apparition appeared on the edge of the console, and continued to wear alchemy equipment.

Hoffa got up, looked back at Chloe who was floating in the astrology, gritted his teeth and cruelly, appeared behind Fatir and grabbed his shoulder.

"Sorry, even if I interrupt your limbs today, I won't let you get what you want."

"Why bother?"

Fatir said, and he turned his head and slammed his head on Hoffa's head.

Click.

Appeared with the sound of a pebble hitting a rock.

Hoffa swayed for a while, but Fatir threw his head back with blood. With a plop, he hit the ground, his forehead dented in a large area, and he couldn't move.

Watching the man fall to the ground motionlessly, Hoffa’s heart was cold. He was afraid that he would really kill Fatir, so he squatted down and pressed his neck with his hands, only to find that the neck was soft. But it was cold and there was no pulse, like a dead corpse placed in an ice coffin.

Fatir...?

"Fatier...Hey, don't die!"

Hoffa grabbed his shoulders and shook it, sweating on his forehead, and suddenly lost his square inch. He never thought of killing Fatir, never thought of it.

"dead?"

The blue eyes opened sharply.

A big hole was opened in the chest, but Fatir, whose forehead was hit, did not die as he imagined. Instead, he suddenly pulled out a steel pipe from the ground and inserted it into Hoffa’s chest very quickly, and then pressed it with one hand. On his shoulder, the apparition disappeared.

Apparated again and appeared above the huge astrological instrument.

"Do you know what it's like to be unable to survive or to die?"

"Do you know what it's like to have the soul not in your body?"

"Do you know what it's like to regret and torment day and night!?"

Between the flashing lights, he pressed the spike firmly, pressing Hoffa on the rotating metal belt of the astrology, with a disheveled face, a face somewhat similar to Aglaia, and it looked like an evil ghost.

Hit by this unexpected blow, Hoffa's mouth was bleeding. He looked at Fatir's empty chest, and then at the large part of his forehead, and finally understood why he was so fierce and fearless to die.

It's another Mans.

Grindelwald actually imposed the Immortal Curse on his teacher Fatir's body, and his soul had long been taken away by the **** of death.

At the same time, the surface of the rotating giant astrology began to boil, and the metal long belt, like a slime, gradually surrounded Hoffa's body.

Fatir said, "Although I can't kill you, you don't want to stop me. When I activate the Arrow of Time, you will be completely torn to pieces under the turbulent flow of time and space. Even if you don't die, you will be there. In a different time, it disintegrated into a pile of fragments due to logical confusion."

Hoffa wanted to tear away the metal that bound him, but the weird metal seemed to be alive, absorbing the energy and vitality from his body, and his recovery speed could not catch up with the speed of the metal swallowing. , The strength is getting smaller and smaller.

"Damn it, Fatir, can't you just listen to me?" His neck was bruised, and he tried to lift his head and break away from the restraints.

"It's late, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it!"

After speaking, Fatir sneered and pushed hard, pressing half of Hoffa's body into the quagmire of metal.

Afterwards, he apparated and disappeared, returned to the console of the Arrow of Time, and put those complicated alchemy equipment on himself.

Surrounded by the boiling metal, Hoffa wanted to turn himself into a Nightingale, but found that he couldn't even raise his hand.

In the distance, Fatir, who was unstoppable, put on the equipment, jumped to the console with one leg, and pressed his hand on the wrench. The expression on his face was absolutely incomparable.

The wrench was pulled up counterclockwise a little bit, and the stars flashed on the dial, ticking and regrouping.

The rotation speed of the huge astrological instrument began to accelerate, and Chloe, who was suspended in the astrological instrument, was covered with dense electric currents on his face.

Seeing that the situation was gradually irreversible, Hoffa, who was almost desperate, gave up his physical struggle. He shouted with all his strength: "Look at what you are now, is she what she wants to see? If you bring her back, What kind of attitude are you going to face her!!?"

Hearing Hoffa's call, Fatir's hand stopped for a while, but his movements quickly recovered. He gritted his teeth and said decisively: "She will understand me and understand all the sacrifices!"

"Can you accept it if you understand?"

Hoffa roared: "What if she can't stand you, can't stand the world, what if she jumps into the lake like me?"

"She won't! She is not as stupid as you!"

Fatir squeezed a few words from his teeth.

"Then she won't come to save me, do you think your daughter can survive in the dark and live in the dark!?"

Fatir was taken aback, and the hand holding the joystick stopped unexpectedly.

"Do you know her!"

"Do you know her?"

Hoffa's throat became hoarse, half of his body was soaked in the boiling metal, and his strength was getting weaker and weaker.

But Fatir did not continue to pull the wrench after all, the expression on his face became extremely complicated, he was sometimes ferocious, and sometimes he became regretful.

Hoffa was almost crying when he saw Fatir's expression, this guy hadn't lost his mind completely anyway.

"I know that it is not easy for you, and for a few years, I also know that you have always wanted to make up for your fault."

His tone became like a flight attendant facing a hijacking terrorist, "It is not your fault to teach such a student. It is the fault of this era. Help me, Fatir, I assure you!"

Huo's French tone became softer, "I swear with my life that I will bring Aglaia back, but this is definitely not the way!"

"What can you do, what can you do? If you die, you die. I killed her myself!"

Fatir's voice was high-pitched, as if responding to his extreme emotions.

The huge astrology suddenly rioted with a dazzling electric light, and several stupid mountain monsters who had not had time to escape here were electrocuted to the ground. In the blink of an eye, only an empty shelf was absorbed by the terrifying machine.

Hoffa hurriedly raised his tone again, "If Death takes her soul, then even if I chase Death away, I will bring her back, I promise you!!"

The extreme expression on Fatir's face gradually disappeared, and his shoulders relaxed a little. He looked at the clock with shining stars above his head, looked at the huge astrology rotating in the distance, and lost his words for a while.

Hoffa looked at him with his heart hanging high. At this moment, he could hardly resist the weird metal on the Arrow of Time, and could only hope that his words would be effective.

"You promise?" Fatir's lips trembled for a while.

"I promise...I promise...so," Hoffa calmed down a little, "Fatier, trust me, don't go back in time, we are here, right now, This time and space solve Grindelwald."

"Is it really possible?"

He murmured.

"Trust me...trust me..."

Hoffa looked at Fatir, his left hand still resting on the Arrow of Time control stick, repeating his mouth.

Finally, after a long and terrible wait, Fatir's palm left the console of Arrow of Time. At this moment, his waist buckled, and he let out a long sigh: "Maybe...she is right."

He leaned on the iron railing and walked slowly towards Hoffa for two steps, his senility: "I'm sorry...Bach..."

He whispered: "I'm getting old."

Seeing that he finally recovered his senses, Hoffa was relieved, and his high-hanging heart fell to the ground. It's like returning to the ground safely from an out of control roller coaster.

At this moment, the gray hair on his forehead was like fished out of the water. It was all wet. He wanted to struggle, and wanted to break free from the **** of this unknown metal. But his body has not recovered yet, but he can't escape the shackles of the weird steel.

"Don't sigh, first help me get this stuff out, and we'll take a long time to discuss it." Hoffa said.

Fattier rubbed his eyes, leaned on the railing, and jumped towards Hoffa little by little.

However, at this moment, in the distant darkness, there was a clap of hands.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

......

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The two turned their heads. I saw a bald woman clapping her hands and slowly walking up the stairs.

End of applause.

She was holding the skirt in one hand, and the slender fingers of the other hand knocked on the steel, making regular clanging sounds.

"What a wonderful speech, Hoffa, I want to become someone like you because of what you did."

She smiled and walked to Fatir: "It's just that your father-in-law killed so many people, can you redeem it with a simple confession?"