Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

boom! ! !

Accompanied by a frantic contact almost like a Tunguska explosion.

The meteorite hit the ground, and the entire ground shook like a magnitude ten earthquake.

A strong light illuminates the entire sky, and the dazzling light turns the night into day.

The shock wave generated by the explosion shattered all the glass on Hogwarts Castle in an instant.

The shattered glass hadn't landed yet, and the undulating ground like a tsunami threw the old magic castle high into the sky, as if it were a Lego toy.

Nearly 300,000 trees in the forbidden forest fell radially outwards, evaporating from one side to the other, and the water in the Black Lake was lifted high into the sky and turned into a cloud of water vapor.

Voldemort didn't even let out a scream, he was blown into powder by the explosion, and Nanji, along with Wormtail, were all overwhelmed by the flames of the explosion.

Grindelwald's illusions all disappeared, leaving only the real one, falling back on the ground, unable to lift himself up under the pressure of the air wave.

Even the caster Miller opened his mouth to spit out blood, his body was like a broken leaf, being rolled up by the gust of wind and drifting to unknown places.

Time passed by every minute and every second.

The light of the explosion gradually faded, and a gloomy orange-yellow shrouded by the flames after a radius of more than 100 kilometers.

There are countless ashes from explosions floating in the sky, they are ashes with sparks. Under the explosion, people who hadn't had time to apparate had no life, and they were all smashed into ashes by meteorites.

Snapped!

A hand stretched out from the hot ashes.

Then, a person crawled out and rolled to the ground.

The original cage on his head was blown up to pieces, twisted like twists, his originally slender white hair was burned clean, and even his skin and clothes were burned clean.

It was Grindelwald, who was standing in the ruins panting at this moment. The whole person looked like rolling in caramel. It was an unnatural brown, smoked all over, and no piece of meat was intact.

He looked at the place where Quidditch was originally playing. There was a huge impact pit with a radius of nearly one kilometer. Outside the impact pit, there was nothing left. His vision was unexpectedly wide, and the resurrection pool had been bombed. There is no scum left, what maze, what Voldemort, Nanji, and even the men, women and children of Hogwarts, without exception, were all razed to the ground.

The only thing left was the girl who knelt down on the side of the resurrection stone. Since she was a soul body, she could not be affected by real factors, and everything had not changed a minute ago.

She hid her face in the flames, she couldn't cry anymore.

Except burning.

There was no sound quietly.

Looking at the devastated ground, Grindelwald finally raised his head and let out a nervous laugh: "Ha...ahaha, ahahahaha"

The more he laughed, his voice grew louder, and ecstasy appeared on his face, "I did it, I did it, no one can stop me now, this quietness without grass, this awakened paradise, there is nothing Doubt, only the **** of death is the supreme existence in the world. Before death, everything is nothingness, hahahahahahahahaha...haha...ha?"

Grindelwald's smile suddenly fell on his face, and he suddenly couldn't move. I want to look back again, but find that I can't control my body at all.

"countercurrent."

Suddenly, a calm voice came from behind him.

He kept backing away, and the hair and skin burned by the flames and explosions unconsciously regrown from his body, which made him terrified, but he was helpless.

At this moment, everything around rushed to its original location. The blown-out ground erected the castle again, the impact pit was quickly filled up, the grass grew out of the ground again, the bushes once again formed a maze, and the black lake was covered with water After being filled, the evaporated trees returned to their original state, and even the dust on the ground recondensed into a meteorite, which flew upwards.

What's even more incredible is that the people who were blown into ashes by the meteorite also gathered together to form bones and flesh, and stood up from the ground again, just like a movie playback.

The silver-haired ghost summoned by the resurrection stone stopped crying. She looked at this miraculous scene in shock, her mouth opened and an egg could be inserted.

Click!

Time went back to a second before the meteorite fell from the sky and stopped.

The liquid in the resurrection pool was boiling, the runes on the side of the pool were shining, but the boiling bubbles did not burst, and the splashing pool water did not fall.

The huge burning meteorite stayed motionless in the air. Miller Gorshak maintained a desperate expression of spellcasting. The baby Voldemort was lying on the edge of the resurrection pond, looking at the crushed meteorite in horror. Nanigi spit out letters and insects. The tail maintains an escape posture.

Even the living people who had been apparated before returned to Hogwarts again, maintaining the posture before apparition, and stopped moving in place, but the shock in their eyes betrayed their true thoughts. There is no doubt that no one knows what happened.

The picture is weird and incredible.

Grindelwald was speechless.

Da da da...

Accompanied by the sound of steady footsteps.

A young man slowly passed from behind Grindelwald, passing in front of him.

Standing in front of him was an unusually ordinary teenager, wearing a blue wizard robe, very young, not much different from Hoffa's young appearance, the only difference was that his hair was black and his eyes were black.

He glanced at Grindelwald and did not stop.

I saw him wandering in the still picture scroll, and easily pushed aside the broken stones and scattered leaves in front of him, and came to the fallen Nico Lemay.

The old man fell on the ground and looked at the young man, after showing the last smile, he fell asleep.

"Can you only go back ten seconds?"

The black-haired boy looked at Nico LeMay who had died, touched his eyes lightly, and sighed, "That's enough."

He stood up and looked at the world before him. At this time, the world is no longer the world it used to be.

Countless intricate lines connect every dot of the world into one side, and this side after another, they are piled up like pages to form a thick book.

And running through this book is an extremely long time.

It hangs upside down, flowing from the past to the future.

Every drop of water of time is pale, but billions of trillions of water droplets. Each collision, entanglement, and rotation will burst out the most brilliant and dazzling Ambilight. The tide ebbs and flows, and the waves are rough.

Of course, he also saw countless of himself, and he saw people who were exactly like him turning around.

With him as a starting point, the past no longer exists, only an endless future.

The speechless indifference made him understand.

He has surpassed time

Became the rule

The epiphany at that moment only lasted for a moment and then disappeared without a trace, blinking again, the scene in front of me has changed!

He saw the real world again.

The meteorite is about to fall, less than ten meters above the ground.

He stretched out his hand, and the huge mental force field instantly covered the entire meteorite-Transfiguration.

Ticking.

Time flows again.

The crowd still screamed, Voldemort's Wormtail fled, before the destruction was about to come, the earth shook the mountains.

boom! ! !

However, when the meteorite fell to the ground, it exploded into countless colorful flowers, as if it were just an oversized Halloween balloon, beyond everyone's expectations.

The flowers covered the entire Hogwarts, beautifully, just like a night many years ago.

Hoffa stretched out his slender palm, caught a piece of fallen petals, and smiled slightly at the silver-haired ghost projected by the resurrection stone. In the sea of ​​flowers, the young girl's soul was fascinated.

"who are you!!?"

When the flowers fell, Grindelwald asked in shock. He knew the answer, but couldn't believe it.

No one answered.

"who are you?"

He repeated the question, his eyes wide as a copper bell.

"Can't recognize me? Teacher."

Hoffa said calmly, "I thought you would know me earlier."

"You are... you are... Hoffa?"

Voldemort recognized him, and he screamed on the ground, "The one fifty years ago? No...No, your hair, your eyes!?"

"Ah, if I don't see anything to grow up naturally, this is what it looks like." Hoffa said, but his youthful appearance revealed the deep vicissitudes of life.

"No, it's impossible!!"

Grindelwald looked at the resurrection pool and shouted out in a nervous manner: "Impossible, you don't have my blood..."

"Yes."

Hoffa smiled, "Who gives me a better choice?"

That's right, Grindelwald is right in front of him, but he doesn't want to use it, can't get it, and it's not Grindelwald's opponent. He has a better choice.

The blood of the enemy that Nicol Lemay used to resurrect Chloe was originally from Mans, he is Chloe's enemy. And of course he is also his enemy. Mans pierced his heart with a single knife, so he had to crawl into the pool of blood to retrieve a dog's life, and he was unable to move normally during the day since then.

"Impossible...impossible...no, it's impossible..."

Grindelwald looked at him in a panic, shaking his head vigorously, trying to throw this unreal scene out of his mind: "You don't have a father at all, how could you...!?"

Hoffa smiled.

father?

Of course, he has no father.

He has no father from start to finish.

But after crossing, the old Hoffa asked himself to call his father before committing suicide. He didn't know if it was expected or accidental, but he had no other choice but to gamble.

But it seems that he succeeded.

And he didn't intend to explain all this to Grindelwald. Seeing him almost collapsed, Hoffa was happy in his heart.

"What are you kidding? This is not your destiny!"

Grindelwald screamed frantically, and he suddenly lifted the elder's wand: "This is not your destiny-Avada's life!!"

The spell shot at Hoffa like lightning.

"My fate, I have the final say."

Hoffa said lightly, "Ten thousand times still."

The cruel green curse stopped in front of Hoffa, as fast as a child crawling. It has no effect other than the green of his face.

He circumvented the death curse lightly, followed the path of the curse, and slowly came to Grindelwald holding the wand, took his elder wand from his hand, and abandoned it like a mess.

Afterwards, he grabbed Grindelwald's left arm, clicked, and broke it into two backwards. Then he walked to the other side of his body and broke his right arm into two backwards with the same click.

Then he squatted down and concocted Grindelwald's legs in the same way. Grindelwald with eight legs outside was floating in the air.

After doing all this, he stood beside Grindelwald and said, "Flow."

Time returned to normal.

Grindelwald fell from the air, and it took two seconds for the sharp nerve pain to reach his brain. He let out a painful grunt, and fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

"I did! I really shouldn't keep you!"

Grindelwald gritted his teeth and looked at Hoffa: "I should kill you!"

"Blam me."

Hoffa shrugged, "But don't worry, I won't regret it."

"Hmph," Grindelwald smiled palely: "Do you think you won..." He opened his eyes suddenly, snapped his fingers, and a crazy look flashed in his eyes, "Go!!"

Outside the Quebec Stadium, thousands of his subordinates pressed on the ground one after another, a pale light rose from the ground, and the faces of the people holding the ground quickly withered and aged. At the same time, a cold wind swept out from the white light.

The door to the kingdom of the dead and reality was completely opened.

The carriage drove across the sky again, the **** of death raised his scythe, the cold wind of Helheim blew across the earth and swallowed all the lives it could see, countless souls were wailing and struggling in the cold wind of the river Styx, and were dragged into the kingdom of the dead.

But this time, Hoffa was no longer shocked. He raised his hand and pointed to the void: "Not now, upstream."

The **** of death put away his sickle and returned to his country. The soul flew out of the Styx and got into the stripped flesh. Thousands of Grindelwald's men removed their palms from the ground, and everything went back to ten seconds ago. .

Grindelwald fell from the air, and it took two seconds for the sharp nerve pain to reach his brain. He let out a painful grunt, and fell to the ground, sweating profusely.

"I did! I really shouldn't keep you!"

Grindelwald gritted his teeth and looked at Hoffa: "I should kill you!"

"Blam me."

Hoffa smiled and said, "But don't worry, I will definitely not regret it, one hundred thousand stagnation!"

Grindelwald stagnated again, he remained distorted, his posture before snapping his fingers, his mouth open, his eyes staring, and he could not move.

"Even fools can see the solution to the puppet curse."

Hoffa said, he grabbed a small stone without rush and turned it into a small saw, came to Grindelwald, grabbed the cage on his head, and started to saw the iron bar on it with the saw.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhāhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhāla...it is very slow to pick up.

But Grindelwald was almost still, even if Hoffa saw his head with a small saw, he couldn't resist, only his trembling eyes exposed his extremely disturbed heart.

"I can do this for a day."

Hoffa smiled and said that Grindelwald could not answer.

The noise in the ear is like a cat playing with a mouse, hula hula hula, pick it up.

After sawing for about half an hour, he sighed and threw away the saw when he saw the steel bar in half, "Forget it, the efficiency is too low, I won't play with you."

He opened the cage on Grindelwald's head with one hand, and then Apparated to the outside of Hogwarts, appearing on the heads of the men in black who were about to open the gate of Helheim with their lives.

He dragged down the cages on their heads one by one, leaving no one behind.

When he finished all this and returned to Grindelwald, he was still lying on the ground in a shocked and twisted posture.

"flow."

Hoffa said with his arms folded.

"Do you think you won?" A crazy look flashed in Grindelwald's eyes, "Go!"

"open!"

"open....."

No matter how he snapped his fingers, it was useless. Because time was stopped, he didn't even know what Hoffa did. In the static time, his meaning couldn't even catch up with the flow of time.

"Without the increase in this thing, you should not be able to precisely control so many people, right?" Hoffa picked up the cage in his hand.

And Grindelwald himself was picked up, and a man stood silently behind him. It was Miller who had been relieved of his mind control.

"It's all over."

Miller said in an extremely hateful tone.