Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Hoffa's decay did not last for a few seconds. Soon, a large area of ​​fog appeared in front of the train. The train thundered into the fog, and nothing was visible on both sides of the window.

Osivia and Dumbledore took Miranda who had left before and hurried to Hoffa's side. Together, the four looked worriedly at the mist outside the window.

The mist came suddenly, and the visibility was extremely low. If you stretched your hand into the mist, the palm of your hand would be invisible. It seems that outside is not fog, but white gaseous milk.

Then, as if breaking through an invisible barrier, passing through the fog, the train entered a new but dreamy country.

There are many strange buildings on the ground. Some of those buildings are like slices of super mushrooms, some are like upright shells, and some are like staff arranged in the sky, with crooked little houses standing on them. .

They are colorful and not much rational in appearance, but they look really interesting, at least for Hoffa.

The train that Hoffa was on also swiftly traversed a railroad track in the staff, passing high in the sky.

They are thousands of meters above the ground, and how to build a railroad track at such a high place is probably only a guy like Silby can think of.

Not only are they a train, in fact, there are many, many people in this real and imaginary place. Not far from them, there was a group of young people riding broomsticks quickly, passing like meteors. They also saw a group of children sitting together on an oversized flying carpet, glancing through the air happily.

There are not only flying brooms and flying carpets, but also various other weird vehicles. Their appearance is the same as those on the ground, weird and full of personality.

The four people on the train looked at the city under the sky, and their mouths couldn't close in surprise.

Because Hoffa had the memory of his previous life, he even more saw the special feature of this dream kingdom, that is, it has a strong sense of the future.

For example, the magic flying carpet floating in the sky, and the flying broomstick. How similar to the cars on the overpass in the future. The floating magical tall buildings are a match for the skyscrapers of Muggle World. There are magical lighting, magical cuisine, magical shops that can be seen everywhere.

He can understand the wonderful situation of this "magic future".

But this picture is unimaginable for Dumbledore and Osivia, and it is the same for Miranda. They were born in a conservative and ancient wizarding family, and they have always strictly followed the principle of wizard secrecy, and they are very well separated from Muggles. Wizards are wizards, Muggles are Muggles, they hide under the world and never show up.

But the whole city is witch, dressed in strange clothes, three-year-old children flying on a flying carpet, and all kinds of weird magical animals running around.

If such a thing happens in the real world, it can only be convicted of abusing magic.

Dumbledore, who has always been tolerant, couldn't help clenching his fists after seeing the city, and said, "Magic is never used in this way."

Osivia sighed: "Although this is a dream, it may also be the fantasy of a half-man king, his ideal country."

"Reality will not allow him to do this." Miranda commented calmly and soberly: "Everything we see now is the result of compromise. The number of Muggles is tens of thousands of times as many as wizards. We must consider Muggles' opinions. , It is impossible to be so presumptuous."

"Are they real people?"

Hoffa asked, pointing to the person who was flying by on the broomstick. He felt that the people he saw in this city should be real people. Because he could hear their voices through the flow spell, that voice was completely different from the voice of the outside world, it was joy, freedom, and even some wild voices.

No one answered Hoffa's question, and they were not sure whether it was a dream or reality. But Hoffa had a way to measure the answer. He hooked his finger and slowed time twice.

Suddenly, the train slowed down.

He was secretly frightened, and the law of time could still be used. This shows that he is not dreaming, but that this dream country really exists in reality.

He withdrew the force of time, and the train resumed its normal operation.

At this moment, Miranda suddenly reached out and pointed: "Look!"

The three followed her fingers and looked, and saw that after the mist had completely dissipated, a towering tower appeared in the center of the city.

What a tower is that!

It is gray all over, with a crooked spiral extending upwards, extending to a height of tens of thousands of meters. Can't see the top at all.

Hoffa had never seen such a tall building. It looked like the tower of Babel in the Bible, or the magic pea that grew to the kingdom of clouds in "Jack and the Pea" in Grimm's fairy tales.

"Is this the world you want? Silby..."

Looking at the towering sky, Hoffa murmured.

As if to answer his inner question.

A group of flames appeared in front of the four people on the train, and they jumped back in shock, but the flames were not dangerous and did not spread.

It burned quietly, and a thin face gradually appeared in it. That face was seen by Hoffa. It was Delphine's body and the carrier of Silby's soul. She is no longer as graceful as she was two years ago. She has been cursed for a year, but she is just a pierced skeleton. Only those eyes are still energetic.

"Welcome to my country, Pandora." The face in the flame said, "What do you think of this place?"

"It's crazy," Dumbledore said. "You don't want to make the real world like this."

Osivia said: "It's impossible, half-man king, you give up. After all, dreams are not reality. No matter how beautiful the dream is, there will be a day of boredom. They will always return to reality."

Miranda said: "The estrangement will eventually lead to war. Muggles and wizards must be hidden. Although freedom is good, we must also be able to enjoy it. We understand your kindness, but we still ask you to catch it with your hands. "

"What you said makes sense."

Silby nodded noncommittal, his face in flames turned to Hoffa: "Are you ready?"

Hoffa said lightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about, but if you just beat you, then I'm indeed ready."

"Very good." Silby praised. His skinny head moved in the flames and looked at the four people: "Although I welcome you to come and see me together, it is not possible today. I saw only one person today."

He said slowly, "I'm at the top of the tower. Any of you who can finally climb to the top can chop off my head, or-be chopped off by me."

"Arrogant guy." Dumbledore moved his neck and drew his wand. The light in his blue eyes was extremely sharp. Hoffa knew that the principal was going to move.

"Shhh." Silby was sitting in the wheelchair, comparing his thin fingers to his lips, and smiled: "People who have not climbed to the top will not be lonely here. I have arranged opponents for each of you-now , Let's start the game."

Silby's voice just fell, accompanied by a loud bang.

The flames where his face was, exploded, and the train and the tracks under the train also exploded directly without warning.

The entire train was caught off guard by a huge bombardment directly into the sky, bending over ninety degrees from it.

Hoffa, who had always been vigilant, didn't hesitate, and directly slowed the flow of time ten thousand times.

The bursting flames and flying fragments all slowed down. Tend to stand still, the train stopped in the air, and the bursting flame also stopped in the air.

During the stagnant time, Hoffa was like an astronaut walking in space. He gently pushed aside the flying debris in the air. He swam and came to Miranda. In the almost still time, Hoffa could Seeing that at the moment when the explosion came, the expression on Miranda's face turned out to be not panic, but worry. She looked sideways at the position where Hoffa had stood before, but time was slowed down before her head turned.

"Silly girl..." Hoffa took away a piece of broken glass next to Miranda's face, hugged her by the waist, and picked her up like a plastic model in a shop.

Then from the blasted window, he climbed out of the blasted train car.

Within a radius of 300 meters, time has been silent, but in a city 300 meters away, why are they still doing it. This is the range of influence of Hoffa's power of time, outside of this range, he will not be under his control.

Hoffa placed Miranda outside the range of the explosion, and then floated back to the bursting train carriage, carrying Dumbledore and Osivia out in turn.

Tick!

Less than a second has passed, and time has returned to normal flow again.

Rumble! !

The explosion continued, the train was blown up, the five-line talisman-like rails were bent high, and the middle and the middle were directly broken. A few drag racing parties riding broomsticks were unfortunately blown by the blast brought by the explosion. Screamed and fell to the ground.

"Huo..." Miranda turned her head fiercely, but found that she was no longer in the carriage. She abruptly stopped shouting and pressed her lips tightly.

Dumbledore and Osivia also landed suddenly, holding their wands in a defensive posture. But soon they found themselves standing on a safe ground and couldn't help but become confused.

As time passed too slowly, in their eyes, Hoffa was just a shadow that flashed by, too fast to catch it at all.

"Let's go." Hoffa said lightly after looking at the sloppy train that was bombed.

The three of them looked at him with surprise, even if they didn't know how Hoffa did it, they knew that he must have taken them out of the car at the moment the explosion started.

In fact, without him, that explosion would not have caused much damage to the three top wizards, but it would definitely be possible to make them feel embarrassed.

However, Silby's little tricks didn't work, which boosted their morale.

They followed the railroad tracks and walked firmly towards the tall tower in the middle of the city. Along the way, they did not encounter any threats or obstacles. After a few hours, they arrived at the bottom of the sky-high tower.

From a distance, the tower looks like vines, but when you come close to it, you can notice that it is as thick as a basketball court. There is only one entrance, and the entrance is completely dark.

There was a breeze blowing from the black hole, and it made people panic in the deep. It stands to reason that this atmosphere should be solemn, with the tragedy before going to the battlefield.

But this tragedy was broken by a melodious jingle of bells.

Ding Ding Dong Ding Ding Dong ~

Someone pushed a small cart around from behind the tower, and there were several bells hanging on the cart.

Pushing the trolley was an old woman. She buckled her waist, her hair was white, and her face was covered with pleats. However, through her knife-like nose and her slender finger bones, one can vaguely see that she was also an extraordinary beauty when she was young.

That old woman was just like that, hunched over her waist, and pushed the cart to come to them. The top of the cart was filled with oranges, candies, and ordinary food such as jerky. On the lower floor are some very common wooden signs carved with runes,

"Would you like to buy some amulets or food?"

The old woman picked up an orange and asked: "Oranges are very sweet."

The four people looked at the old woman, and they all felt that the picture was indescribable. Hoffa thought to himself at this time, shouldn't there be a swearing ceremony and so on, to play up a tragic atmosphere, why would anyone sell oranges to them?

Seeing that the four of them were silent, the old woman sighed and put the oranges back in the cart.

"In the past two years, many people have come in here, wanting to get to the top of the tower, but they have gone in and never come out again. I think maybe when you can’t come out, you will regret that you didn’t come in. Eat a full meal..." she babbled.

"Do you know the owner of this tower?" Hoffa asked.

"Ah, say the master of the tower, the old woman straightened up proudly and said happily: "Of course I know him, but he is my husband. "

"your husband?"

Hoffa was struck by lightning, and Silby's kind of people could still have a wife, it was a **** of it. Dumbledore, Osivia, and Miranda were also a **** of a ghost. They probably knew the age of the half-man king. He was more than a thousand years old. Even if he had a wife, he would have died long ago.

When she talked about this, the old woman immediately became interested. She leaned on the trolley and said enthusiastically: "You can tell, I am the first person to give him sex."

The old woman smiled mysteriously: "When I was very young, I was appointed by his father Ramiro I as his personal caregiver. But when he was young, he didn't want to be a king and liked to run around. At that time, I But it hurts his brain to control him.

But some men can't control them, they can only follow him. Later I found out, but it was too late, he left me and went to unknown places.

I thought I would never see him again. However, the interesting thing is that in the end I heard that although he did not become our king, he did become the king of wizards. After hearing the news, I returned to serve him. "

After a pause, the old woman was a little sad but confidently said: "Although he has almost never seen me, I believe he still loves me deeply."

Listening to the old woman's weird remarks, Hoffa couldn't help asking: "You... how long have you been here?"

The white-haired old woman looked up and thought: "How long... it seems that I haven't counted it. I only know that day by day, every day is almost the same, it doesn't matter how long it takes."

"Aren't you going to die?" Hoffa asked in shock, and Miranda stepped on him secretly.

"He didn't die, how could I die!!?"

The old woman said viciously, her expression a little scary, she suddenly became excited: "I have been with him since I was three, and I gave him everything when I was sixteen. No one in the world loves him more than I do. Give me a name, I will never die! Humph!"

The old woman said with some pride, she pushed up the cart again, "Hey, I said, do you want to buy some food or amulets? I will leave if I don't buy it."

"Forget it, thank you, we don't need it." Hoffa said with lingering fear, and Dumbledore and Osivia also shook their heads and refused to buy the old woman's goods.

Only Miranda took a step forward and calmly took out a silver coin from his pocket, "Sell me one."

After all, she took an orange from the trolley and shook it, "If you buy an orange for a silver coin, you must make it."

"When you have tasted it, you will know who earned it." The old woman said with a smile, pushing the trolley around the tower, and disappearing clankingly.