Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

"Merlin Beard..." Chloe groaned, already speechless.

Anker, as always, didn't care about anyone, and ran away.

The other three followed closely, and no one dared to make fun of their lives. At this moment, the street has been swallowed by the fog, and almost nothing can be seen. The man who turned into a centipede wriggled and chased Hoffa in an extremely strange posture.

"Where should we go!?" Chloe asked anxiously.

"How do I know where to go?" Hoffa was going crazy, and he pointed at Aldo as he rushed: "Ask him! These are all his subconscious projections!"

"Hey, cheer up!" Chloe cheered Aldo on.

Aldo was short of breath and wanted to look behind him.

Chloe held his head firmly, not allowing him to look back: "Quickly, think about it, where is the safest place for you!?"

Chloe's words seemed to have a strong calming effect, Aldor's mood became more stable again, and the thick fog instantly dispersed a lot.

This time, a forty-five-meter-high hilly mountain bag appeared in the fog. In the middle of the mountain bag, there was an old and abandoned pit. The pit was paved with railroad tracks. It was probably the mine that used to produce coal pits.

Without warning, the four rushed into the pit.

As soon as he entered, the huge half-human, half-worm behind him slammed into the pit. The whole mountain shook, and rubble fell straight.

A large amount of wood and stones were piled in the cave. Hoffa did not hesitate to directly pull off the wooden beam used as support at the entrance of the mine. Without support, more rubble fell straight under the violent impact, until the narrow hole was completely sealed before it could be restored to stability.

There was no light in the cave, and he backed out panting, not knowing whose leg he stepped on, he fell to the ground with a plop. Tired can't move, can't get up at all.

"hiss!!"

The monsters outside the cave uttered alarming worms, and countless gastric feet pierced in from every corner of the rock wall, like sharp metal javelins.

A real nightmare.

"Hush! Hush! Hush ..... all over, all in the past, did not exist."

Chloe pressed Aldor's shoulder and spoke extremely fast in Aldor's ear. Finally, after his mood gradually stabilized, the monster's voice outside the cave subsided, and the stomach and feet slowly disappeared.

Chloe stopped comforting each other, she leaned her head on the wall, unable to say a word when she was tired, and the other three were not much better. Anker was breathing hard, just counting him as the fastest runner, Aldo was too frightened, breathing was still a bit difficult, Hoffa seized all the time to meditate, doing everything possible to try to restore the magic.

I don't know how long it took, a ray of fire lit up in the dark cave.

It was Anker who started a fire accident.

Hoffa found himself leaning on Aldor's lap and moved away in disgust.

There were many old and decayed wooden boxes in the cave. Anker fumbled and collected some, and a bunch of flames arose among the four people.

The fire illuminates the cave, and there is still a huge shadow entrenched in the cave. When several people saw the shadow, they all felt a little stunned.

However, the shadow remained motionless. A closer look turned out to be a rusty steam locomotive, which was more than ten meters long, which was probably part of Aldo's childhood memories.

A false alarm.

Several people wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads almost at the same time.

Hoffa: "Aldo, is it safe in this cave? If the monster breaks in again, the cave is so narrow, we have nowhere to hide."

"It's absolutely safe here." Aldo's voice was faintly like a mosquito. "All the treasures of my childhood would be hidden in this cave. I was... When I was in a bad mood, I would often come to sit in this cave. For a while."

"Cut," Anker snorted disdainfully, "Don't say that some of these are not worth it. Seeing that you are also highly valued in the association, I did not expect that the real you are so unbearable, even the devastation of this little monster can not stand it ."

Aldo did not refute, sitting in the corner without speaking.

"When I go back this time, don't blame me for reporting this matter in writing. Your state is too unstable. I really don't know how you passed the assessment in the first place."

Anker kept talking, and Hoffa stopped him.

"Okay, don't talk about it. Besides, if he is emotionally unstable, the monster will become stronger again."

Anker had an opinion, but he was also quite afraid of the monster in the nightmare, so he chose to shut up abruptly.

The four stopped talking, they sat in a circle around the fire, and a certain pessimistic mood began to spread among them.

Under the blessing of the darkness, the brain seems to have been plugged into the wings of fantasy, and it can't stop to outline the things that may appear in the darkness.

Hoffa beat his head. He couldn't help thinking of other people, thinking of playing cowboy and Indian games with two friends on Hogwarts meadows when he was in the first grade. My two friends would hide, secretly look out, and then secretly ran to another tree and hid again.

At this time, Hoffa could see their skirts or robes swaying in the mottled light and shadow in the forest, and then he would take his wand and "fire" at them. But even if they hit them. They don't want to get their clothes dirty, and they always refuse to lie on the grass and play dead.

As for Hoffa, he would die both tragic and real every time. In his opinion, the purpose of this game is that two of his friends want to see themselves die in various ways, and then watch him roll on the ground and become dirty. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Reminiscing about the past made Hoffa think that since he came here across the ocean from England, he has not sent any letters to his friends or mentors. All his actions are secret to them.

Therefore, he did not receive a letter or postcard from Miranda, Dumbledore, or Osivia. This is completely different from Harry's future expedition fifty years later. Perhaps when he is adventurous, his owl will carry the letter around the world, allowing him to keep close contact with the outside world uninterrupted.

If he writes a text message for help saying that he wants to eat chocolate cake, he should receive it in a few weeks.

Hoffa thought that if he died in this darkness, no one would know. Perhaps for those friends, he was already dead when he decided to lose contact. Perhaps Chloe was right. The double death had already come to him. He was decayed and depraved.

"Hoffa, how are we going to get out of here?"

Chloe's question interrupted his fantasy. He looked up and found that the two German wizards were also looking at him with piercing eyes.

No one wants to stay in this terrible place, they want to give some important information.

Hoffa sighed, shook his head and said, "There is too little information that can be observed to solve the essence of this nightmare."

After a moment of silence, Anker stood up and said, "Enough, this dark place is really annoying, just sitting down and waiting for death, I think it's better to take the initiative to attack."

"Without magic, what do you attack?"

Hoffa sneered, "The monster outside may not be defeated even if it has magic."

"What if Aldo loses consciousness?"

Anker said, Aldor was shocked, looking pale at his companion with a cold expression.

Afterwards, Anker suddenly pulled out a wooden stick he didn't know when he had hidden it from behind his ass, and hit Aldo's head hard.

Boom! !

Aldo fell to the ground with a muffled sound of texture.

The head swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Chloe took a breath and shrank back. Hoffa immediately stood up, took a torch from the fire, and stood in front of Chloe.

Anker threw away the stick in his hand, spread his hand, and smiled slightly. Putting his hands behind him, he made a circle around the fire.

"I just noticed when the nun sang. The more stable Aldo is, the weaker the monster is. Is that understandable that if Aldo loses his emotion, the monster will disappear."

Hoffa couldn't say a word, he thought there was such a possibility. But just because of this kind of conjecture, he knocked his companion to death with a stick, and this guy was too ruthless.

"Make a deal, Bach."

"What deal?"

"I'm here to collect observational information, you come to find a way to take us out of here. As a reward, after we go out, I can let you and Miss Lemay leave. How?"

"Aren't you afraid that the people above you will blame it?"

"Tell you honestly, I don't care. Muller Mans is just a Muggle who can only paint cakes. My work under him is only an arrangement of the Imperial Wizarding Association. Even if his task is not completed, he can't take me how."

Hoffa looked at Aldo, who was unconscious on the ground, and slowly said, "But knowing that the betrayal is still to be done, then I would be too stupid."

"Don't be so eager to make a conclusion, my dear Mr. Bach. This is just a part of observation. If the monster outside disappears, it means that the nightmare is over. You are sure to make a profit, if you don't..."

"if there is not."

Hoffa interrupted him.

"If not, we just have to continue the experiment." Anker smiled: "Until I find a way to leave the dream."

Chloe whispered: "Don't promise him, Hoffa." She walked to Aldo and pressed his neck artery: "He just wants to use you."

"Take advantage of each other." Anker said confidently: "It seems that Miss Lemay doesn't understand the world of men at all."

"What you said makes sense, I can't find a reason for rejection."

Hoffa nodded, walked to the blocked hole, and pressed his ear to it. Anker glanced at the angry Chloe, showing a sneer and mocking smile.

After listening for a moment, Hoffa turned his head: "There is no sound, your approach seems to be a bit useful."

"Great, is the nightmare really over?" Anker excitedly picked up the torch and came to the vicinity of the hole, and put his ear on it.

There was no sound outside, it was as quiet as the vacuum of the universe.

"effective."

Anker said: But just listening is useless, we have to go and take a look to determine if the monster has really disappeared. "

"You're right, so **** right."

Hoffa said indifferently, he stepped aside: "Then you come to make a way for us."

"You are really interesting." Anker grinned and complained, reaching out to remove the rubble that was hit by the monster before.

However, his face changed when he reached out his hand and touched it. Because I don't know when, the obstacle made up of falling rubble disappeared. It was replaced by a smooth and complete stone wall.

He couldn't believe it, and touched it carefully again.

There is no doubt that this stone wall is so complete that even the most exquisite instrument can't find a trace of it, as if it was so complete since the birth of heaven and earth.

"What's going on?" Under the shining of the torch, Anker looked confused and horrified.

Hoffa looked at him with a faint smile: "As you can see, we are completely trapped in the cave."