Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

In the empty and shabby hall, Hoffa woke up from a decadent state and looked at himself in disbelief.

Osivia also looked at him with a weird look: "I don’t know, I’ve never seen such a situation. This is your own ability. You can only develop and understand your role and influence. All I can do is guide. you."

After listening, Hoffa entered a state of meditation without hesitation.

In short, meditation is harmless, no matter what, meditate first before talking.

In the state of meditation, his spirit slowly recovered.

Gradually, he realized that his goal in life became clear. He wanted to find the forbidden technique library, find the half-man king, and protect his friends.

Finally, an hour later.

Hoffa stood up slowly, and his consciousness returned to normal. No more depression, no more emptiness.

At this moment, his heart was extremely shocked.

He looked at his watch, and the powerful activation state just now didn't even consume half of his magic power, and his physical stamina was quite abundant.

It's just that this weird side effect is something that I didn't expect. Why did I fall into an inexplicable blank state of thinking? Why did I just say a bunch of inexplicable things?

Hoffa still couldn't figure it out.

"All right?"

Osivia asked, her voice echoing in the empty hall.

Hoffa raised his head and saw that it was dark now. There was a big full moon outside the window, and the moonlight spilled in from the towering windows, shining on the animal sculptures of the four courtyards on the walls, forming strange shadows on the ground and walls.

"Ok."

Hoffa nodded.

Osivia drew out her wand and knocked on Hoffa's clothes.

"Restore as before."

All the damage and scratches on the clothes disappeared, Osivia stretched out her arm and said like the blind man: "Take me to the other side."

Looking at the other person's arm, Hoffa frowned: "Would you not go by yourself?"

"The world in the mirror is real and illusory magic. After my father died, I lost most of my ability to see the truth.

Everything in this hall is extremely vague to me. "

Hoffa was stunned: "What, you said you can't see it?"

"Yes." Osivia said calmly, "That's why I came to you. When I was your age, my transformation teacher once told me that young wizards with higher spirits can always see Something that ordinary people can't see."

"God." Hoffa groaned and grabbed the deformity teacher's arm.

"Dumbledore told you?"

"No, my Durmstrang teacher."

Osivia whispered:

"But presumably Dean Dumbledore also knows this truth. Wizards' spiritual vision will decline with age, and some people will never even have spiritual vision. They will be confused by appearances and struggle throughout their lives."

"I wish I didn't."

With a mockery, Hoffa grabbed Osivia's arm and walked through the long hall to the half-remaining statue.

There are many dilapidated and decaying bookcases piled up and down here. With a touch, these bookcases are all scattered on the ground, rolling up thin smoke and dust in the moonlight.

Osivia frowned: "What's in here, tell me."

"You really can't see?"

Hoffa still didn't believe it, and reached out and waved in front of Osivia's eyes.

"Don't shake, I can see you, but it's hard to see other things."

"Damn it."

Hoffa murmured.

"focus on work."

Osivia's fingers touched the body of the huge statue in front of him, "What did you see?"

"The statue, a broken statue, with only half of the body left and a broken statue piled with wood." Hoffa said.

"Remove everything else and see if there is any information on this statue."

Osivia said softly.

Hoffa nodded and coughed lightly with his wand: "The flames are raging."

A fire pillar of forty centimeters long appeared at the top of the wand, igniting the discarded wood in front of him. Because these woods are too decayed and old, they are almost the same as shredded paper, and they will disappear after being burned.

In a short while, those wood materials were turned into bits and pieces of debris under the flame curse, floating in the air, disappearing invisible.

"Alright?" Osivia asked softly.

Hoffa wiped the dust off the statue with his fingers.

"It's burned out."

After speaking, he circled the statue and found that the statue was not only broken, but also treated with anger. Many of the things that should be recorded on it were all broken or scratched by sharp objects.

For example, the base.

Generally, some inscriptions or construction time are recorded on the base of the statue.

This statue originally existed, but it has been almost destroyed.

Hoffa touched it, and finally only touched a bunch of fuzzy numbers at the end of the base that had not been completely destroyed-929

"Nothing." Fa stood up and said to Osivia, "There is only a vague number, 929."

"929?"

Osivia frowned: "What does that mean?"

"Who knows."

Hoffa shrugged: "Maybe it was the time when the statue was built. Didn't you say that this is an ancient library? Maybe, this is the time when the library was completed."

"Time, 929, wait."

Osivia turned around twice: "No, this is not construction time. It's death time."

"Death time, what do you mean?"

Hoffa frowned.

"I have read the history of Hogwarts. The second Hogwarts principal, Jaholis Mallory, took office in 930. According to Hogwarts tradition, all principals must die in their posts. "

"Then you mean, this statue is...?"

"If I guessed correctly, it should be the first headmaster of Hogwarts, the one who established the Forbidden Art Library."

Hoffa swallowed and looked up again.

"Then, who is he?"

Osivia shook his head: "No one knows. There is no record of him in all historical materials. Perhaps his records have been sealed in the Forbidden Art Library. Perhaps in order to preserve the secrets of the library, he has been completely erased Gone to exist."

"Don't you know?"

"It's been a thousand years, and I can only get information from history books. No one knows what is not recorded in the books."

Hoffa looked around the statue carefully, and said nothing: "There is nothing else, only one number."

"Are you confirmed?"

Hoffa took a closer look: "Sure, nothing can be seen from this statue, it's been destroyed too badly."

After speaking, he began to wander around the rest of the hall, hoping to see if clues were recorded in other places.

But no, there is just a broken statue in the whole hall.

He returned to Osivia, and she sighed: "I will look for clues in other places and take me out of here."

She stretched out her arm, Hofayyan grabbed her forearm, and the two slowly walked out.

Halfway through, Hoffa suddenly felt something was wrong, and he grabbed Osivia.

"Wait."

"what's happenin?"

In the empty hall, Hoffa rubbed his chin, looking thoughtfully at the statue bathed in bright moonlight.

"I was thinking, why would anyone want to destroy all the information. Even the statue of the first principal is no exception?"

"Perhaps it is to protect something, to protect the secrets of the library from being discovered by future generations." Osivia speculated.

"It's possible, but have you heard an ancient Oriental story?"

"what story."

"It's called three hundred taels without silver in this place."

"Never heard of it." Osivia shook her head.

Hoffa: "It was said that there was an ancient Eastern stupid man who sold his money underground in order to protect his money. But he was afraid that others would find out, so he put a brand in the place where the money was buried. It says that there is no money buried here."

After listening, Osivia couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

Under the moonlight, Hoffa saw that his transformation teacher smiled and there were two rare pear vortices on his face.

After that, she reduced her smile and said lightly: "It's really stupid."

Hoffa pointed to the half statue.

"Isn't it obvious? If there is no information on that statue, why did others destroy it? Maybe there is some important information."

"Even if there is, but it has been ruined." Osivia said.

Hoffa: "Will you put important information in such a prominent place? Just like that Eastern stupid man knows to bury money in the ground.

I just saw in the illusion and magic, the people here come and go, it is very prosperous. If there is any important information on the statue, wouldn't everyone know it? "

Osivia did not answer.

Hoffa dragged Osivia back again, pinching his chin and looking at the only broken statue in the hall.

His eyes rested on the base of the statue.

Suddenly, Hoffa flicked his wand, and the wand turned into a thick rope. The rope flew several times, binding the statue firmly.

"Come, help." Hoffa said.

Osivia grabbed the edge of the rope.

Hoffa was slightly activated, his figure was slightly raised, his arm muscles swelled. Osivia turned into a half-snake state more than three meters high.

The two yanked back forcefully, and the statue shook. It was extremely heavy.

"Strong," Hoffa said.

Osivia glanced at him and turned into a ten-meter-long python in the moonlight. She opened her huge mouth and bit Hoffa's arm in one bite.

At this moment, Hoffa felt like he was being dragged by a truck.

One person, one snake again exerted force.

boom! !

Only half of the statue fell down suddenly.

Roll up the dust in the sky.

Hoffa put away his wand and coughed twice.

Afterwards, he walked quickly under the bottom of the pedestal.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the moonlight came in from the window very brightly, hitting the true bottom of the statue.

There, Hoffa saw a row of deep English nicks.

[Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. 】

He was shocked for a while.

On the other side, the green python slowly turned into a girl and came to Hoffa.

"Have information?"

Hoffa nodded solemnly.

"What's written on this?" Osivia asked eagerly.

Hoffa squatted down and murmured: The endless knowledge was sealed under the white stone grave. "

"The endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone grave."

Osivia repeated it.

"Only one row of words?"

"Wait, there is another pattern." Hoffa's fingers slowly stroked a strange pattern on the bottom of the stone statue.

"This pattern has three rings, a large ring, a small ring, and an eye in the middle."

Osivia also squatted down and touched the bottom of the statue with her fingers. Hoffa pressed her palm in the correct position.

After touching for a while, her face became very solemn.

"What does this mean? Do you know." Hoffa asked.

Osivia shook his head: "I don't know. I have never heard of a white stone tomb. I have never heard of the three-ring pattern, but it must be related to the Forbidden Art Library."

Hoffa murmured: "Unbelievable, he would leave a message in such a hidden place. Did he guess that his statue was going to be destroyed? Who actually destroyed the statue?"

Osivia didn't answer. She couldn't answer these questions at all. After touching the text for a while, she stood up and walked out quickly.

Hoffa: "Where are you going?"

Osivia: "Get out."

"You went the other way."

Osivia turned her head, changed direction and continued walking.

Hoffa followed behind her.

Walking to the wall, she took out her wand and tapped the corner of the wall, then pulled out the mirror again.

After she closed the mirror, the two came to the Hogwarts library in reality. It was already dark and nothing was visible in the library.

Osivia hurried forward, and Hoffa had to run in strides to keep up with her.

Walking out of the library, she said:

"You go back first, I will check the information, and I will notify you as soon as I find the relevant information about the tomb of Baishi."