Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

Vol 4 Chapter 64: , The bargaining chip

The moment Hoffa buried nothingness in his heart, the world changed again. On the dim streets, the flames were still crackling, but the expressions of those crazy people returned to normal bit by bit.

They stopped from the rush, put down their guns, masonry, and knives, and stopped harming each other. They looked around in wonder, as if they had just awakened from a big dream.

Someone looked at the corpse beside him and cried out in surprise. Someone looked at the head he was carrying, and threw it away as if getting an electric shock.

Somewhere in the park, under the colorful and twisted sky, a man was pressing a woman under him, stumbling his lower body desperately in spite of howling.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The man was taken aback, then put on his pants.

The affectionate said to the crying girlfriend: "My dear, you have to believe me, I love your soul. Not your body."

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Inside the church, an old priest with a hideous face is holding a kitchen knife and slashing at the believers. He was naked and without any strands.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The old priest was shocked, his eyes regained his clarity, he threw away the kitchen knife and put on the sermon again.

"The Lord's virtue shines on all things, and all the sufferings we endure are tests given to us by the Lord. In the face of sufferings, we must be full of gratitude..."

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In the shopping mall, a messy businessman is holding various precious commodities and banknotes, and splashing around with his saliva.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The businessman stopped and looked at the money in his hand, suddenly showing a sad expression.

He clutched his head madly and yelled, then lay on the ground without hesitation, and took back the money one by one.

I met someone who was unwilling to return the money.

The businessman would slap him on the head.

"No transaction, no society, what are you doing with my money?"

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In a Muggle high school, a teacher is leading a group of students, tearing books frantically, the classroom is full of endless white confetti.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The teacher and the students had a meal, and then stopped. They stood in the classroom where the confetti was flying, and fell into an awkward silence.

Finally, the teacher coughed: "You guys, go to my office and bring another set of workbooks."

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In a certain western country, a group of politicians were fighting each other frantically in the conference hall. They dragged each other's ties and poked each other's eyes with pens. There were smashing leather shoes everywhere in the sky.

At this time, the colorful light flowing in the sky disappeared.

The politicians who were fighting each other were stunned, and the leather boots flying in the sky fell to the ground one after another. They found their respective positions extremely fast, fastened their ties, and put on their shoes, as if nothing had happened, they continued to negotiate and meet.

The madness shrouded in the world disappeared, the sky was no longer distorted, and a trace of starlight sprinkled on the streets through dense dark clouds. At this moment, everyone felt a sense of relief.

Within Hogwarts, countless students who had been transformed into animals returned to their original form. After they got up, they looked at their palms in wonder, as if they had made a ridiculous and weird dream.

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However, in the British Ministry of Magic, Fatir, who noticed this scene, hugged Vincent without hesitation, grabbed his hand, and shouted, "Catch them!!"

This action was like igniting a barrel of explosives, the surrounded Ministry officials drew their wands, and countless prisoners shook their wands and rushed towards the Ministry officials.

After getting the order, the fire dragon that was blocking the two men and horses did not hesitate to start breathing flames. They shuttled in the crowd, flying up and down, every time they opened their mouths and closed their mouths, prisoners were burned to the black.

For a while, the curse was surging in the air. The broken pieces of marble splashed in the air like a grenade bomb,

Fires of various colors are radiating. Some statues were hit by curses and corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some people were hit by the Smashing Curse, their arms exploded into a fuzzy ball of flesh and blood, flying in the air.

The sound of shouting, the sound of fighting is endless. Some Ministry officials ran away in panic. They squatted under the table and crawled forward, trying to get out of the Shura Field.

But when someone climbed halfway, he was dragged out by the mad prisoner. The prisoner grinned and pointed his wand at the official of the Ministry of Magic, but in the next second, his upper body was bitten in half by a black Hechtiri dragon.

Before the black dragon had time to swallow the flesh whole, a few spells came from a distance, flying the black dragon's exploded scales, and his eyes shattered.

All kinds of cruel screams are endless.

In a mess.

Fattier pressed Vincent firmly to the ground, clasped his neck with one hand, took away his wand with the other, and then slammed his fist in the face.

"Be sober! Have you seen it?"

The warden roared: "What did I see?"

Fatir: "The nothingness has disappeared. Don't be fooled by Grindelwald."

Vincent lying on the ground laughed, his smile was unwilling and desperate, and he shook his head: "You are still struggling, do you know that Grindelwald had long anticipated that this might happen."

After a pause, he struggled and said, "He asked me to tell you."

Fattier pressed Vincent's neck, and an unknown hunch surged in his mind: "Tell me what?"

Vincent twitched the muscles on his face a few times and smiled: "Grindelwald said that being alive is more painful than death. To him, giving death is a kind of compassion."

"What are you talking about?"

Fatir asked sternly, his premonition of unknown inwardness getting stronger and stronger.

"He also said, for a moment, he really admired your daughter, she was tough, lively, and optimistic, and, always living in the present, compared with her, we are as ugly as maggots."

boom! !

Fatir was struck by lightning. He let go of Vincent and staggered back.

After a few seconds, he rushed up again, pressed the warden of Azkaban on the wall, and snarled:

"Where is Grindelwald?"

Vincent looked at him sympathetically.

Fatir took out his wand, pressed it against his temple, and roared again: "Say, where is that guy!?"

"I do not know."

Vincent blushed and said, "Where did you let your family go, don't you know?"

"I **** ask you where is Grindelwald!!"

The tip of the wand was bent, and Vincent's face was squeezed out of shape. He felt the undisguised killing intent and raised his hand: "Grindelwald didn't tell me, he just said..."

"say what?"

Fatir asked.

"He also said, you, although you know a lot of things. But you are nothing but a family supreme man, a mediocre, a layman, and you are not worthy to be a dragon trainer."

Fati's face was pale, he let go of his hand feebly, glanced at the chaotic Ministry of Magic blankly, and looked at the Azkaban prisoners who were fighting with the fire dragon. Afterwards, his apparition disappeared into the air without hesitation.

Vincent lay on the ground and laughed. With a smile, his tears could not stop pouring out.

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In the dark castle courtyard covered with creepers, patches of red roses are slowly dancing with the wind and waves. Like flames, but also like frost, mysterious and silent.

In the castle, a man sits high above the hall, hidden behind the curtains, only a faint outline can be seen.

In front of him, there are several light blue transparent cubes floating in the air, inside the cubes are held different figures, including males and females.

They were locked in a transparent enchantment, like goldfish floating in a fish tank, slowly rolling around, not affected by the gravity of the earth. The entire family of Drasses is all **** here.

The air was quiet, and the curtains were flying in the moonlight, as if this area was far away from any place of conflict on this planet.

With a soft crackle, Tranquility was broken.

Fatir Apparated in the center of the hall, he slowly straightened up and saw a group of people trapped in the barrier.

His complexion changed, and he stepped forward with a huge step, sticking to the edge of the barrier

The people in the enchantment saw Fatir, and they began to slap the glass desperately, trying to make a sound. But it can't make the slightest sound.

Fatir walked slowly along the square barriers, and finally, he stopped.

Inside the barrier, a young girl with silver hair was watching him quietly, her waterfall-like hair floating in the air.

Seeing this scene, Fatir clenched his fists, and the veins on the back of his hand violently. He turned around abruptly and roared, "Let go of them."

The voice came from far away in the silent darkness.

No one answered.

"Grindelwald!"

Fatir roared again: "Come at me if you have anything!"

There is still no answer.

Fatir's voice calmed down a bit. He gasped heavily and turned around and said: "Enough, tear all the illusions, let everyone see the cold and rough reality, is it so important to you?"

Finally, the silhouette in the dark stood up, and came out stiffly from behind the flying curtain, revealing a pale but elegant middle-aged face.

When Fatir saw him, the muscles on his face collapsed and tightened.

He repeated with an iron face: "Let go of them."

"What's the price? Professor De La Cess." The man asked softly.

"You can do whatever you want, Minister of Magic, Presiding Judge Wiesengamo, anything, just let my family go."

Grindelwald made a meditative gesture: "Really, is this your own meaning or the meaning of the 28th pure-blood family?"

"You don't have to worry about it."

Fatir looked at each other without blinking: "Gellert, you want to change the world, okay, we cooperate with you, take your time, okay?"

"Take it easy?"

Grindelwald softly judo:

"You have a bad study, teacher, do you want to obliterate my passion in endless daily and meetings? Do you want to corrupt my pure soul with power and desire?"

"No, I just don't want to see the world being turned into a muddy water by you..."

"enough."

Grindelwald interrupted Fatir casually: "What I want is not that complicated."

"what do you want?"

Grindelwald rubbed his chin and grinned: "We haven't talked seriously for a long time, or let's talk now."

Fatir was almost mad, his heart beating violently as he looked at the wife and daughter in the barrier. Finally, he raised his arm and took a step back calmly: "You can talk about anything, don't hurt them."

"It depends on you."

Grindelwald smiled and said: "We had a good chat, maybe I will let them go."

"You said, what do you want to talk about."

Grindelwald: "Remember our days in Durmstrang?"

Fattier: "Remember."

Grindelwald showed a look of remembrance and murmured like a self-talk: "Black walls, candle podiums, walls of black magic analysis books, and dungeons full of chains and cages... ...."

After remembering for a moment, he sighed lightly.

"I remember that when you gave me the first class, you told a story."

Fatir's face was pale and did not answer.

"Remember that story?"

Grindelwald whispered softly.

"remember."

Fatir's voice was hoarse.

Tell me that story.

Grindelwald said softly.

Fatir looked at him and shook his head: "Gellert..."

Grindelwald raised his right hand slightly.

Suddenly, a few transparent spikes appeared in the barrier that trapped the members of the Draceth family. Several mediocre guys opened their mouths and screamed silently. They were instantly pierced into a sieve in the barrier, blood Splashing silently and silently sprayed on the transparent wall of the enchantment.

This scene caused Fatir's face to be distorted in pain, his nails were deep into the flesh, but his lips were tight and he still did not speak.

Seeing Fatiel did not speak, Grindelwald raised his hand again, the enchantment Aglaia was in shrank, and numerous transparent spikes emerged from the top of the enchantment.

"Tell me that story."

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