Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

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After a long and painful day, Hoffa got up from the ground. He picked up the glass ball holding the nightmare **** and two black and green mistletoe, opened the door, and walked again to the height of the tower. go with.

The night came again, he was like a fish in water, and the three-ring scars on his chest were as bright as fire. Not only did all the wounds heal in an instant, but even the spirit became abnormally full. Only this time, he did not dare to have the slightest chance.

For some reason, Mans did not come to stop him when he was fighting with Tom. He didn't believe that his polymorphism could trap him for a long time, and this brief calm was more like the calm before the storm to him. , Makes people extremely disturbed.

There was no one in the dark gun tower and cabin. The only sound was the slight crackling when he stepped on the ground. If it was other times, he would be happy to be in such an environment, after all, night and darkness are excellent protection for him.

But after all, he had seen a weird picture of four Mans acting together a few hours ago. Now that there is no one here, he is more and more worried, worried that he will meet a group of Mans at the next corner, and then turn the time to day.

It seemed to confirm his thoughts when he walked to a cabin corridor on the third floor of the deck where soldiers used to rest. A little girl's head poked out from the small room. With two pigtails, it looks very cute.

Hoffa stopped moving immediately, his figure blurred for a while. Even if he disappeared in the corridor, he would rather rush out Mans than encounter anything beyond his expectations.

After a while, in another room. Another little boy poked his head out, and they stared curiously at the place where Hoffa's phantom disappeared.

"I heard the sound, is that you, big brother?" the little boy asked, and his timid voice echoed layer by layer in the empty corridor.

After fully vigilant Hoffa saw the appearance of the two people clearly, he appeared in amazement.

"You are" He knelt down and took a closer look. This was one of the children Chloe took away from France.

"Why are you here? It's dangerous here."

Hoffa quickly looked around and whispered: "Hurry up and find a place to hide."

The little boy shook his head and got out of the small room. Hoffa guessed that they had been hiding under the soldier's bed.

"Mr. Officer has gone," the little boy said. "He left an hour ago. We don't know where he went."

"Mr. Officer?" Hoffa's eyes widened, somewhat surprised: "You mean Mansmuller?"

"Well, he is called by this name." The little girl slammed the boy's shoulder unhappily: "Why do you call him Mr., so respectful."

"The other person is very good. When I'm with us, they give me candy every day." The little boy said honestly.

"Bah, is it good to give you sweets? He looks like a bad guy. If you sell you, you will pay him back!" The little girl knocked the little boy on the head.

The little boy grievedly covered his head.

Before he could think about why the little boy would call Mans Mr. Hoffa immediately thought of Chloe. Could it be that while he was waiting for darkness, Mans took Chloe away? Damn, why is my speed so slow!

"Hey, have you seen the nun?" He knelt down and asked, holding the boy's shoulder.

The little boy touched Hoffa's arm sensibly, and comforted: "Don't worry, Sister Chloe is okay. She is waiting for you, but she can't move. You have to help her."

Didn't you take the nun away? Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, and he quickly stroked the little boy's head.

"Then gather all your people, I will take you out, and we will leave here quickly."

"No, sister nun can't see you."

The little girl aside suddenly said.

"why?"

Hoffa was confused for a moment. The little boy just said that Chloe was waiting for him, why did the little girl say that Chloe could not see him?

"Do you have anything to give us." The little girl stretched out her hand and looked at him without blinking.

"What can I give you?" Hoffa looked at the little girl in wonder.

"I can't tell you." The little girl said, she still stretched out her hands, her expression was a bit more sly compared to the boy next to her.

"If you want to be honest, what's the deal?" Hoffa frowned and squeezed her bun face. The start was very soft, and she pursed her mouth unhappily, looking like an angry little pufferfish.

"Forget it," Hoffa said with his arms folded. "I don't have any candy. Take me to see Chloe."

The little girl retracted her palm and shrugged. "Forget it, anyway, if you think about it clearly, you can give it to us at any time, but it won't work if you get out of this ship."

She specifically bit the word "think clearly" very hard.

Seeing the mysterious appearance of these two children, Hoffa thoughtfully. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Let's not talk about these messes. What about the others, why are you two? I remember when I brought them back from France, there were a dozen children."

"Oh, they are" the little boy subconsciously answered his question, but the little girl suddenly covered his mouth.

I saw the little girl put a finger on the little boy's mouth: "Shhh! You can't say it, it won't work if you say it."

The honest-looking little boy was a little scared, so he nodded vigorously with a serious face, "Okay, I won't say."

The little girl flicked her hair and hooked her little finger at Hoffa, "Go, I'll take you to see Sister Chloe."

Then they held hands and ran forward along the empty stairs. Hoffa ran behind the two children, his head turned quickly, he felt as if he knew something vaguely, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

The route he and the female vampire walked before was destroyed during the fierce battle. The little girl and the little boy took Hoffa from another staircase to the turret. They should have stayed here for a long time. Cooked.

Upon reaching the top floor, Hoffa stood again in front of the room where Chloe was blood drawn. He still remembered seeing the vision of Grindelwald here.

The little girl said, "We will send you here."

"Where are you going?" Hoffa asked.

"It has nothing to do with you," the little girl said.

Hoffa frowned and was upset, "Hey, children must listen to adults and don't run around!"

"You are not much older than us."

The little girl stuck her tongue out, her expression became serious again: "Remember, big brother, all lives are in your silence."

After speaking, she pushed Hoffa a bit, and ran down the other dark staircase with the little boy, and disappeared into the depths of the dark and complicated battleship.

"Hey!"

Hoffa was lying on the stairs, neither chasing him nor chasing him.

He was wondering where the little boy and the girl had gone. A cry for help came from the room at the top of the turret: "Can anyone hear? Can anyone hear?"

It was Chloe's voice, and Hoffa quickly left the little boy and girl aside, and hurriedly entered the room where Chloe's blood was drawn.

The room is the same as before, except that the peculiar hazy smoke of the previous circle is gone, everything is clearly visible, countless ticking dials, weird blood drawing machines, cold steel seats, and sitting on chairs. The pale nun, except for Mansdao.

The stone in his heart fell to the ground, and he walked up quickly, severing all the tools that bound Chloe. She slumped softly, with her arms resting weakly on Hoffa's neck, and her head resting on Hoffa's shoulder.

"Are you okay." She could hardly hear her voice, but the first thing was to care about others.

"I'm fine." Hoffa was sad. He felt as if he had forgotten something he didn't want to forget. He patted Chloe on the back, "Hold on, I'll send you back."

"Mance is out, we are going to stop him." The nun's breath became a little disordered, "He took my blood away, and it will completely disrupt all order in this time and space."

"Does it have to be now?" Hoffa pushed Chloe off his shoulder and looked at her worriedly. There was no blood on her face, and even her lips were white.

"Only now, we only have one chance, if we wait until daytime" She looked at Hoffa's eyes, her lips pressed tightly, and she stopped talking.

"Chloe?"

"Chloe"

He called the nun twice, but the other party did not answer. He just stared at him with wide eyes. There were too many inexplicable meanings in those eyes, which seemed to be pleading, it seemed to suggest, and there was a deep fear.

Hoffa looked around, and there was no one around. But there is still a bitter chill. It felt like he had experienced it once when he was surrounded by four Mans at the same time. It was a sense of being peeped out of nowhere, as if nothing could escape the fate of being scrutinized, and there was no privacy at all.

At this moment, a certain Ravenclaw's instinct came up in his mind, as if he had returned to Hogwarts, in front of the common room in the dark and tall tower of Ravenclaw.

There, before entering the common room, Eagle Ring will give him a riddle. Only those who can guess the Eagle Ring puzzle can finally enter Ravenclaw's common room. There is also a hidden puzzle here, but the author is unknown.

All lives are in my silence

Thinking of the two weird little boys and little girls, and looking at the weird appearance of the nun in front of him, Hoffa closed his eyes and what they were talking about.

"Where are those kids?" A few seconds later, he opened his eyes and asked pretentiously.

"They are locked up. When I recover a little bit and can walk, I will release them," said the nun.

"So that's it." He nodded, "I understand. In fact, I think so too, but I'm afraid that your body won't hold on."

"I'm healthy," the nun said stubbornly.

"I know."

Hoffa tried to pull her up, but found that her legs were hung on her shoulders as soon as she bends, and she couldn't walk upright at all, so he had no choice but to support her thighs and lift her up.

The nun lay on his back, and he went out with the nun on his back. Because of the blood drawn, and she was already very thin, her weight at the moment may be only about 80 kilograms. For Hoffa at night, it is no different from a leaf.

However, he felt that a whole Mount Tai was pressed on his back, and every step was extremely difficult, as if he was walking not on the ground, but on a steel wire. There are raw materials on the steel wire, and there are cliffs on both sides. If you don't pay attention, you will be crushed and broken.

Finally, when he walked to the door, he was a little out of breath under the invisible pressure. He turned to look at the nun, who also looked at him, her lips pressed tightly, and said nothing.

All lives are in my silence

He thought of Mans leaving quietly, the little girl who was let out, and the palm of her outstretched hand.

"Wait a minute."

Hoffa said slowly.

Chloe asked with a trembling voice on his back: "What's the matter?"

Hoffa did not answer. He looked straight at the two downward stairs in front of him. On the left, one was the stairs that the little girl and the little boy brought up. The indicator light on this stairs was green and still intact.

The other is the staircase where the little boy and the little girl left. The indicator lights on this staircase were all broken, dark and looking very gloomy.

"You want to go out there." He asked the nun gently.

The nun pointed to the left without hesitation.

Hoffa sighed softly, gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly, "It's really hard."

After speaking, he walked down the turret from the flashing green light. Before leaving, he threw out the black mistletoe he had obtained by killing Tom Riddle, discarding it like a shoe. ntent

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