Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The electric current blew up the high platform, and the surrounding people in black all rushed up when the situation was bad, and they couldn't resist and locked him firmly with a chain.

Grindelwald rumbled up from the rubble, and for the first time other expressions appeared on his face, which seemed to be angry. But soon, the expression disappeared without a trace. He gently said to his men:

"You all get out of the way, I'll deal with it."

The black-clothed man who tightened the chains retreated like a tide. Hoffa looked at him with extreme vigilance, and saw that Grindelwald moved his neck as it did fifty years ago, and asked as he moved: "Someone said that let Do you go back to what you said fifty years ago?"

The rhetoric that Hoffa had just surfaced completely disappeared, and he looked at Grindelwald in amazement, speechless for a while. Indeed, Nicole LeMay wants to go back to fifty years ago. The God of Nightmare wants to go back to fifty years ago. He didn’t use his real body to see Dumbledore, but he instinctively felt that if he saw it, Dumbledore. I would also like to go back to fifty years ago.

"But I don't want you to go back fifty years ago." Grindelwald looked at him sympathetically: "Hoffa, even if everyone wants you to go back, I don't think it's necessary. I think it's for you. Saying is a kind of torture. It is an unbearable torture for anyone. You can stay in this world and do what you want to do.

When I completely destroy the dream world and the source of the dream, I will bring your soul and the souls of other people in the world together to create a brand new world. A world where everyone can understand and empathize with each other. "

"what?"

For a moment, Hoffa even loosened his thoughts, and even felt that what he said might be a little bit right, but thinking of Aglaia, thinking of Fatiel, he gritted his teeth, and the understanding that had just emerged disappeared in an instant.

There are many people in Grindelwald, and he is definitely not an opponent. Today's plan to find the soul of Aglaia has gone bankrupt, and he must leave here immediately.

The thought flashed by, his body swelled rapidly, and while the magic power was stirring, he quickly turned into a thunderbird, and the huge six-winged thunderbird flew high. He locked his eyes on the blood-eye portal on the high platform, and wanted to leave Helheim in the underworld through the portal opened by Grindelwald.

"Want to go?"

Grindelwald moved his head: "Where can you go? Prisons everywhere."

After speaking, he raised his palm, his palm swelled and became huge and transparent, and he shook his arm hard.

The transparent arm hit the hexapod that Hoffa had turned into. The huge and surging power made Hoffa fly upside down on the Helheim Bridge, flying straight for thousands of meters, and hitting all the way. There are countless people in black.

Then, Grindelwald's body swelled, and finally turned into a transparent and colorful dragon, entrenched on the passing bridge of Helheim, his head down, his huge pupils swept across the bridge. The eyes shuddered.

It is the same as it was three years ago. The only difference is that no matter what it has on its head is a huge metal cage, that cage seems to be unable to remove it no matter how hard Grindelwald struggles.

"As prisoners, why bother with each other?"

The Void Dragon opened his mouth and let out a rumbling sound, he spread his wings and jumped down.

"Damn it!"

Hoffa's eyes turned extremely fast, and Grindelwald's transformed dragon was extremely fast, dragged him up in the blink of an eye, and flew up and down in the mist of the underworld.

Damn it!

An electric current appeared from Hoffa's body and flowed all over the body in a blink of an eye, completely enveloping the bodies of the two of them.

In the dense electric current, Grindelwald picked up Hoffa and smashed him against the bridge like a meteor.

The thick fog rolled and the ground shattered.

Afterwards, the dragon fell as light as Pianhong, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of Hoffa's body, which was a spiritual force as thick as a mountain.

"I told you that if you want to kill me, you will become like me!" Grindelwald suppressed Hoffa, staring at Thunderbird's pupils with his huge and distorted eyes.

"You dream, I reflect on yourself a hundred times a day!" Hoffa, who had become a thunderbird, scolded Grindelwald angrily, "You are afraid that you will never have it in a hundred years!"

"What's the use? Our destiny is a reincarnation. No matter how we do it, everything is doomed. Pity you don't even understand what reincarnation is, roar!!"

After all, he opened his mouth as a dragon's breath burned on Hoffa's body. Burned his thunderbird feathers to pieces.

Crackle!

The lightning flashed, and the six-winged Thunderbird slid out with its back to Grindelwald, crackling, crackling, three consecutive flashes, and he flashed into the air a kilometer away.

Grindelwald was nowhere to be seen in the thick fog.

He looked forward warily, but Grindelwald's voice came from behind: "No one can escape from Death."

He was agitated, turned his head, and the dragon's body was floating behind him. He rolled and fell, but was pressed by Grindelwald under him, completely unable to move.

The mental force field began to penetrate each other, and under the extremely unstable mental force field, both of them could no longer maintain their deformed state, and they turned back into human forms one after another.

"Why don't you become like me!?"

Grindelwald pressed Hoffa's neck, and the white hair behind the cage flew like tentacles.

"You are too ugly...!" Hoffa squeezed out between his teeth, "I always blame others."

"It seems that I have no choice but to destroy you."

Grindelwald said, his arms harder.

Looking at Grindelwald who was pressing on him, he was almost indestructible in his soul state, and here was the dead mystery, completely his home court.

The scene at the end of the third grade seemed to be staged again. Hoffa raised his head a little bit hard, and wanted to summon Miller?

It seemed that he had to be summoned.

Hoffa thought to himself that his state is declining, and it will only become more and more difficult to contend if this continues. He opened his mouth, ready to call Miller's name.

But at this moment, Grindelwald retreated suddenly, retreating like lightning. Far away, climbing on the heights of the piers of Helheim, looking at him condescendingly like a gargoyle. A trace of jealousy and sarcasm appeared on his face.

Hoffa stayed alone on the bridge in Helheim, feeling something was wrong, he wanted to step back and get away from Grindelwald. Inexplicably, his body is getting heavier and heavier.

what happened?

At the same time, in the thick fog, a figure slowly emerged. Accompanied by the sound of iron chains, it became clearer and clearer.

It was not Grindelwald's subordinates, but a figure **** over the stele, they were covered in chains, skinny and squatting. On his back, he carried extremely heavy stone tablets, some of which were very large, and some of which were slightly smaller.

They just walked over in silence from a distance.

The steleman in Helheim, I saw Hoffa in the first grade.

I don't know when the sky began to float thin snowflakes.

A piece of snow fell on him, and when I twisted it up, there was a memory contained in the snow. It was the scene of Albus Dumbledore when he first met him at the Wus Orphanage in London. In the picture, Dumbledore Duo is chatting with myself.

This......

Hoffa felt a little bad in his heart, and then looked at Grindelwald standing far away, with a look of jealousy on his face, the feeling of badness became stronger.

The snowflakes of the sky fell on him, and the snowflakes contained memories. In the memory, he studied hard at Hogwarts, he escorted Silby on the coast of Spain, he went to jail in Azkaban, and He sells weapons in Paris...

wrong!

There is a problem with this place!

Hoffa ran away, but as he ran, he couldn't run.

Those memory-like snowflakes fell on him, gradually forming stone tablets one after another on his back.

Hoffa was shocked. He usually started to shake his body when he was electrocuted, but the more he shook, the more snowflakes in the sky would float, from the orphanage to Hogwarts, from St. Mungo, to the Ministry of Magic, from Europe, to Africa. , From the Ministry of Magic to France, from France to England...

Nothing is big or small, no omissions.

Hoffa’s movements became slower and slower. The snow-concrete was generally piled up into stone monuments as high as ten meters. They were firmly pressed on his back. The stone monument swayed and several chains hung from it. Huo Fa instinctively grabbed the chain and prevented the stone tablet from falling to the ground.

He turned out to be one of Heheheim's bearers.

"Can't walk?" Grindelwald smiled from a height.

"Grindelwald?"

Hoffa carried the tens of meters high stone stele, panting, staggering, every step was very difficult.

Grindelwald showed an admiring face: "Helheim-the bridge of the past, but everyone who steps on it will not be entangled by past memories. The more colorful your life, the heavier your memories will become. "

He became a dragon again, climbing high in the sky with great interest, jumping forward with ease.

"Abandon the stone tablet, you can catch up with me by abandoning it, can you do it?"

Looking at the faltering, skinny faceless people around him, Hoffa finally knew the meaning of this bridge, Helheim—the bridge of the past.

When he was in the first grade, he saw these people on the stele, and he only felt that they were very pitiful, did not understand, and could not do anything.

But now he understands that he didn't have any memories of the past at that time, he could do anything he wanted, it was as clean as a piece of white paper. And now, the past education and the past stories are like piles of mountains, pressing on him. That is his identity and his life, he can't abandon it at all.

"You...hugh...think..."

Hoffa said tremblingly, carrying the huge stone monument.

"You will be crushed to death by the past." Grindelwald said. "Why not learn from me, kill everything in the past, and welcome new life?"

"It has nothing to do with... and you..."

Hoffa looked at Grindelwald in the sky: "I will never... never listen to you again... say a word, your... every sentence... every sentence... is correct Of...shit..."

"Correct shit, it's the first time I heard someone describe it like this."

The Void Dragon raised his head, his hollow and indifferent pupils swept across the icy blue sky, "I used to look forward to you, but now I am only disappointed."

He waved his wings to cover the sky and the sun.

"I don't have to do it myself. People who can't let go of the past, the home is in the front. Go forward, and the **** of death will weigh your soul."

After he finished speaking, he flapped his wings and flew straight into the sky, leaving the bridge of the past. At the same time, countless eyeball-shaped portals opened next to his men in black, and the men in black filed out and entered from the mysterious state of death. The real world.