Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Just listen to a light click. The surroundings plunged into darkness, and all the lighting failed at this moment, as if someone had unplugged the power suddenly.

Not only the lights inside the house, but also the lights outside the house, not only the wizard lighting, but even the Muggle lights are also extinguished.

But this is not a Muggle house. When the guests who came to the party were surprised, someone immediately took out their wand and started talking.

"Fluorescence flickers."

"Fluorescence flickers."

"Fluorescent flying..."

A terrible thing happened, no matter how they chanted, a spell could not be released.

"what happened?"

"what happened?"

"what......"

"You stepped on me!"

The attendant ran around and the butler shouted loudly. The crowd was frightened, cups and plates collided, making clanking noises. There are inexplicable applause and crying in terror, as if someone is adding to the chaos.

At this time, the voice of Aglaia's mother came from the crowd.

"Calm down, don't panic, it will be fine in a while!"

After she finished speaking, Deng Deng Deng left Hoffa's position, it may be that someone was asked to handle the matter.

Hoffa lost his wand and couldn't cast the fluorescent spell, but out of caution, he retreated to the corner, stretched out his hand, and chanted the spell.

"Tariq Skitta."

He plans to cast a shield spell to defend himself first.

However, what made him extremely shocked was that this time, the shield curse was not released again, but this time the reason was not that he was troubled by any demons or his will was not strong enough.

The reason why the shield spell cannot be released is simple. The magic power of his whole body was blocked, as if someone had cut the connection between him and his magic power, and this discovery made his hair stand up.

Damn it!

Hoffa frowned and stopped moving, but the fighting over the past few years quickly calmed him down. He first looked down at the magic watch, and the 0.8X magic power was still there.

He tried the activated state again. Since there are lives that can be converted, the activated state can barely be used, but it is also like a tractor stuck in the mud, which is difficult to operate.

Gradually, all the guests discovered that they could not use magic, and the panic gradually spread among the crowd, like a group of cavemen facing the night.

In the darkness, a woman shouted: "Aglaia, Aglaia, my dear, where are you?"

Elise's voice was anxious to the extreme.

At this moment, Hoffa in the corner suddenly noticed that a sweaty palm was holding his hand.

He was startled, and Aglaia pressed his ear.

"Quickly, don't say anything, come with me."

Hoffa's eyes widened, thinking of what she had said to herself for half an hour.

Is this the so-called signal! ?

Without waiting for him to ask questions, Aglaia dragged him directly, rushing out regardless of recklessness, and after staggering out of the crowd, Aglaia led him into the cellar of the kitchen.

"Fluorescence flickers."

She lit her wand, and under the light of the wand, her face was flushed with sweaty silver hair on her forehead.

She can release magic. There is no doubt that she is the one who caused the blackout and the power cut off, but before Hoffa asked, Aglaia asked, "What did my mother say to you?"

"Nothing, just something about learning..."

Hoffa answered casually.

"Lying, she is not that kind of person."

She kicked away a house elf who got out of the kitchen.

"You know." Hoffa sneered. "I can see you through, pretend to be a good baby at home, and be a bully in school. Are you also Miranda...?"

"I am who I am!"

Like her mother, Aglaia didn't give Hoffa any chance to ask questions or answer any questions. They turned left and right and came to a storage room in the corner of the castle.

She went straight into the storage room with a bang, leaving Hoffa outside by herself.

"Little girl..."

Hoffa looked at the closed door in front of him. I couldn't help but burst into a foul language.

He stood outside the storage room and looked around for a moment. There was a wooden door leading to the grassy **** outside. There are wooden barrels around the room.

This should be the back door of her house. It seems that it is not a day or two for the little girl to plan to escape.

Three minutes later, when Aglaia got out of the storage room, she had put on a set of casual clothes, yellow T, trousers, and sneakers. It looked no different from a Muggle girl.

She stuffed her precious dress trash into the wooden bucket next to the storage room, slid a broomstick to Hoffa's side, squatted on the ground and began to assemble the flying broomstick.

"what's going on?"

Hoffa asked, "I can't use my magic power anymore."

"Humph~"

The expression on Aglaia’s face was triumphant, and she said:

"Forbidden magic potion. It cuts all the magic flow in a short period of time, and it is most suitable for the wizards of the mental hospital."

The most suitable drink for psychiatric wizards? Hoffa almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Have you drugged everyone in the hall?"

"Huh, what's the use of those idiots who want magic power? They are no different from the Muggles outside. They are full of money except money."

Hoffa was speechless: "I want magic to be useful. Bring me the antidote."

"The antidote?"

Aglaia had a meal assembling the broomstick. "What's the antidote?"

"You have to let me release magic!"

"Oh, there is no antidote for Forbidden Magic Potion, so don't worry."

"what?"

Hoffa called out.

"It's not a poison." Aglaia shrugged. "It just cut off the flow of magic for a short time."

"How long will it be unavailable."

"It depends. If you just drink a lot of water, it will take about half an hour. If you drink less, it will be shorter."

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tell me early, you said I won't drink your water anymore."

"Don't be long-winded."

At this time, Aglaia assembled the flying broomstick. She stretched her legs on the broom and said to Hoffa, "Come up."

The posture is no different from that of a street girl who is going to drag racing on a motorcycle.

Hoffa seemed hesitant.

Aglaia is impatient: "What are you still hesitating? Do you want to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial?

"Is your destination a gathering place for wizards?"

Hoffa asked, he must be sure.

"Of course, Heilzburg is a wizarding town similar to Hogsmeade, have you heard of it?"

Heilzburg, Hoffa thought for a while and shook his head. He has never heard of Heilzburg, but about the same age as Hogsmeade?

This news moved him. If so, he could at least discover a new wizarding secret realm, and it is the kind of wizard secret realm that is easy to explore.

At this moment, a ray of fire suddenly lit up in the hall in the dark kitchen cellar behind him, and the sound of crackling footsteps was endless. Someone swarmed into the cellar and began to call out loudly.

"baby!"

"Aglaia!"

"Miss?"

"Miss Delraces?"

It turned out that the servants and butlers in the house came out with a torch. It was Aglaia's mother who was headed, and they found it.

"Hurry up! Don't dare!" Aglaia said anxiously.

Hoffa stepped onto the flying broom and hugged the opponent's thin waist honestly and unceremoniously. Start tender and smooth.

He doesn't know how to use a flying broomstick, and now he has no magical powers. If he wants to leave this castle, he can only rely on Aglaia.

Hoffa pressed into Aglaia's ear and asked, "Don't you talk to her?"

"No, she won't listen to me."

Aglaia took off the sky broom and said without hesitation and decisively: "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, she kicked the ground and the broomstick rose from the ground.

At this time, Aglaia's mother happened to turn a corner and saw this scene with a torch. She immediately let out a short scream and fainted while leaning back. Half of the servants came to help her, and half came after Aglaia.

But in the night sky, the speed of the oak arrow flying broomstick is extremely fast, and the speed of visual inspection is more than 100 kilometers per hour. Less than a minute after the flight, the area of ​​Agleia’s castle became smaller and smaller.

Leaving the area of ​​the old castle, Hoffa discovered that the location of the castle should be on the shores of Virginia Lake in Surrey. From a distance, he could see a pool of dark lake gleaming in the moonlight.

"Hahahaha..."

While looking into the distance, Aglaia began to do all kinds of fancy moves in the air like a show off, rolling around in the sky with Hoffa. Across the thin cloth of his clothes, Hoffa could feel his body trembling with excitement.

Water vapour rushed towards their faces, and the two of them flew higher and higher. Almost flew into the dark clouds.

Since Hoffa's Animagus was a bird, he was not disgusted with flying, but Aglaia's unscrupulous hair made him see nothing. (And want to sneeze)

Hoffa took her stray silver hair away from his face, and asked, "Your mother thought you were a good boy, and now we disappear together. You are cool, and then I have to let me back the pot again?"

"What are you afraid of? You don't care about your parents, who can she go to." Aglaia shrugged her shoulders.

"by!"

......

......

After flying for about twenty minutes, the Thames estuary was faintly visible in the distance.

Aglaia's excitement and trembling body finally calmed down. She started humming a little song, her legs dangling under the broomstick.

Hoffa’s magic power still showed no signs of recovery, but he saw Aglaia flying aimlessly, and couldn’t help asking: “Do you know how to go? Just fly like this, where are we going?”

"seaside."

Aglaia was sure.

"The seaside... Did you know that 70% of the earth's area is the sea."

"Oh, I know, don't you go to Wales without crossing the sea? Let's fly over."

With that said, Aglaia took out his small pearl-studded bag from his arms and threw it to Hoffa.

"Come on, you pick it up. This is our first pot of gold capital."

Hoffa quickly let go of his hand and took it, and opened it to see that the small bag could actually swallow his arm whole, as if there was endless space in it. In the bag, he even touched a lot of wooden boxes.

It seems that this is the medicine she is going to trade, and she doesn’t know who she is going to trade with...

Whoosh!

Whizzing!

Accompanied by two soft sounds.

As Hoffa was looking at the goods, something flew past his ears, at a rapid speed, and he felt as if his shoulder was stung by a bee.

So he reached out and touched it, and there was a tingling pain.

He looked at his palm, his hand flushed.

blood......

blood! ?

Hoffa was stunned for 0.1 second, and the roar of the engine came from behind him.

What he thought of, his expression changed drastically.

He looked back abruptly.

A row of yellow rays of light shot out from the dark clouds, first, one, then two, and then countless rays of light, densely packed, and the end of the light was a circling propeller.

aircraft!

Muggle plane!

At this moment, the time seemed to slow down, and while the light was shining, he saw the cross and the * character with a black background on the side of the plane, and the yellow painting on the top.

Why would I see a German plane in British airspace?

As soon as this question flashed through Hoffa's mind, the propellers in his pupils grew bigger and bigger.

Damn it, Sea Lion Project! !

Thinking of this era, thinking of the disasters that might happen in the future, Hoffa was agitated, and his face was pale.

Aglaia was still shaking her legs happily, and Hoffa suddenly hugged her and pressed her on the broomstick.

Aglaia was taken aback by Hoffa’s sudden surprise: "What are you doing..."

"Why are you flying so high?"

Hoffa growled, "Do you know that Britain and Germany are fighting in an air battle recently?"

Aglaia looked back, only to see a giant chasing up from the dark clouds very quickly, and everyone was stupid. She had never been in contact with a Muggle combat aircraft so close.

Hoffa was lying on her, his heart beating like a drum!

Without warning, suddenly, he was thrown directly into the vortex of war from the safe harbor.

The effect of the forbidden magic potion has not yet passed, and he cannot release any magic, and it is almost no different from Muggle.

But at this time, they were locked by German Muggle fighters, and the situation couldn't be worse!

The bullet never stopped.

Go left!

Hoffa reacted very quickly. He pressed Aglaia's arm, forced a break, and directly changed the direction of the flying broomstick.

The Muggle fighter plane was much faster than Aglaia's flying broomstick, and in the blink of an eye, the ulterior fighter plane shot past them with bullets.

In an instant, Hoffa saw the pilot's stunned eyes inside the glass top cover of the cabin.

A boy and a girl riding on a broom, this kind of thing is undoubtedly terrifying to a Muggle.

The huge airflow brought by the plane made Hoffa and Aglaia like dragonflies blown by an electric fan, and they turned over.

The plane flew to a position three hundred meters ahead, and the entire plane raised its head, flipped 360 degrees in the air, and turned around beautifully.

There was no doubt that there was a very good pilot sitting in that plane. Although he did not understand why someone would fly so high on a broomstick, he decided to kill the witnesses immediately.

Saw the plane turning.

Even at this distance, Hoffa's rich combat experience immediately let Hoffa see through the German pilot's intentions.

He flew here, inevitably with the task of investigating. Now that he was discovered, he decided to kill himself.

The flying broomstick is not as fast as an airplane. At the moment, Hoffa tried the ghost walk without hesitation, trying to enter the shadow world, avoiding damage, and throwing away the target.

It's useless!

The efficacy of the forbidden magic potion has not yet passed.

hateful! !

Aglaia was already dumbfounded, and she had no idea how to deal with this unexpected situation.

Hoffa pressed his broomstick and flew into the black clouds. The only thing that flying broomsticks are better than airplanes is that they are flexible enough. If they pass through the clouds and enter the sky above the city, they can survive.

"Can you replicate an illusion?"

Hoffa asked loudly in the rapid fall.

"meeting."

Aglea

"Quickly, make a copy and confuse that Muggle."

Hoffa said calmly.

Aglaia drew out his wand and a broomstick.

Suddenly, another man and woman riding a broomstick appeared, and the phantom flew in the opposite direction, wiping the dark clouds. While the bodies of Hoffa and Aglaia disappeared into the dark clouds, the German pilot was really bewildered, and he did not hesitate to catch up with the phantom.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, ready to go through the clouds and into the low altitude.

However, at this moment, there was a rumbling sound from under the clouds.

Hoffa's heart fell to the bottom at the moment he heard the sound.

"not good!"

boom! !

The voice was swallowed by the propeller, and another plane emerged from the dark clouds. Like a shark leaping out of the sea, it has a green-blue-grey mixed paint, with blue and red double rings on its golden wings.

This is a British Spitfire.

This time, Hoffa had only time to pull Aglaia's arm up, so he could dodge the wing of the plane with Aglaia, but the long broomstick's tail couldn't avoid it.

The flying broomstick was swept by the wings, and the tail and the stick immediately separated, and the whole was broken in half.

The mechanical force threw the boys and girls on the broomstick into the sky like chicks turning over the nest.

Aglaia looked back at Hoffa and saw each other's horror.