Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

|　|　|　　->　->　　 One year later, Hufflepuff common room.

The fireplace was burning with raging flames, the air was filled with sweetness and warmth, and there were several exquisite porcelain plates on the carpet, which contained rich food.

A few house elves held the wine jug quietly, and tiptoedly poured wine into the silver dinner cup.

Helga Hufflepuff was sitting in front of the fireplace with his back to the house elf, flicking the charcoal with tongs with his face expressionless.

The portrait behind him opened, and the three of them went into Hufflepuff's lounge from the hole while chatting. It was the other three founders of Hogwarts. They talked and laughed, and they were in a good mood.

A few house elves got out of the corner of the lounge, stretched out their hands and spread them forward. Several people took off their cloaks with snow and threw them to the house elves.

"Merry Christmas Helga."

Ravenclaw said lightly, she came to the fireplace and put her hand on Hufflepuff: "I will trouble you every year."

"Merry Christmas, Ronay." Hufflepuff changed his expressionless face as he fiddled with the charcoal, and said happily and softly, pulling her to sit down in front of the carpet: "This Christmas Eve dinner is relatively simple."

"Oh, where, so rich. Helga, you are humble again." Gryffindor shook the snow on his shoulders, and sat in front of the food with excitement, skillfully picked up a chicken leg and held it in his mouth. , Enjoying said: "I look forward to this day every year. Your cooking skills are really amazing."

Slytherin kicked Gryffindor and said coldly and domineeringly: "You dare to eat if I didn't eat it. Who gave you the courage?"

Gryffindor was unmoved, even picked up a grape and threw it on Slytherin's head. Slytherin raised his hand and quickly grabbed him and threw it into his mouth.

"Is there another person?" Slytherin asked jokingly. "Where is my servant at the moment?"

"Come on."

Gryffindor joked: "You may not be able to beat your "servant" now."

Slytherin shrugged and sat down across from Hufflepuff, "I'm afraid it's not still soaking in the library, or I will send a snake to call him over."

Hufflepuff, the initiator of the Christmas party, shook his head, "No need for now, Salazar, Godric, Ronay, I want you to come over today. In addition to spending Christmas Eve together, there is another important thing. I have to tell you something."

Gryffindor holding the chicken drumstick was taken aback: "What's the matter, so serious?"

Hufflepuff, wrapped in a cloak, took out a notebook and a few parchments from his arms and put them on the carpet: "Look at this first."

"what is this?"

The three of them looked at the parchment and notebook in front of them, and bowed their heads curiously.

Hufflepuff said softly: "Three days ago, I went to the principal's office for a little personal matter. He was not there, but I found this from under his desk."

"How can you move his things casually? I'm afraid he will be unhappy if he knows it." Ravenclaw said reproachfully.

"Just leave him... he's in the library all day, he must not notice." Gryffindor didn't care about that. He held the chicken drumstick in one hand and the parchment in the other. After reading it again, he frowned: "Heart flow Curse...what is this?"

Both Slytherin and Ravenclaw moved their heads over, and they were very interested in what Silby had written. I saw a series of magic deductions written on the parchment, and at the end of the deductions, two very concise spells were marked.

However, what the meaning of the spell was, it was not clear. They chanted a few spells and found that there was no response.

After staring at the spell for a while, Ravenclaw suddenly remembered something: "I've seen this. Many years ago, I saw him studying this thing. When he was living in seclusion in the mountain, all the houses were Magic formula used to deduct."

"What is this magic for?" Gryffindor rubbed his chin in confusion, "It looks very simple and beautiful, but I don't know how to release it."

Hufflepuff sitting by the fireplace said: "I have always been confused, why Sylby has to stay in the library all day and can't come out. He is already the last top wizard, so what is there to be dissatisfied. Until I see Only after what he wrote did I know what he was thinking."

She handed over another notebook: "Look at it, this should be his diary."

When Gryffindor heard it was a diary, he hesitated, not so decisive.

Slytherin pursed his lips and sat on the ground, frowning at Hufflepuff, holding his arms still.

Ravenclaw smirked and took the diary, "I've long been wondering what he was thinking. No, it's time to get to know our principal."

After speaking, she turned it over. Secretly said:

[October 1st, good news, I arrived in Constantinople with my friends and my troops. They are also more restrained.

The bad news, our subordinates are so enthusiastic, it is hard to imagine that they were so pessimistic five years ago.

Emotions are like clocks and watches, constantly hovering between fear and enthusiasm. The path is quiet, but there is only a moment. How can I feel which moment of happiness eternally, I don't know. 】

Ravenclaw raised his head in surprise as soon as he read a page: "Wait... is this a diary from ten years ago?"

"Well," Hufflepuff nodded, "You look back, he doesn't write much, and basically only records when something big happens."

So Ravenclaw turned the page again. The records in this diary were not too long, but more of Silby's spare essays or emotional expressions.

[On October 3, bad news, I left Constantinople, my friends and subordinates. Although it seems to be very accomplished, nothing is actually achieved, and the world is too far away from perfection.

Good news, I think they will fall back into despair after the fanaticism, and come back to me again. I hope they can recognize their limitations by then. 】

"Oh, there really is him." Slytherin sneered, hugging his arms.

Gryffindor who ate the chicken legs was a little unhappy. He said with a cold face, "I knew he must have planned to leave."

Ravenclaw tightened his fingers, and he turned the page again.

[July 15, good news, I caught three sardines on the beach, and Ronai came back to look for me.

The bad news, unfortunately, I haven’t found a solution to the underlying flaws. I need more knowledge and more theoretical support. The knowledge at Pandora Palace last time helped me create a flow spell, but I think it must not be. Completely, I need more time and knowledge to think about solutions, otherwise I will feel uneasy. 】

After reading this, Gryffindor grumbled a little unpleasantly: "What!? What underlying defect?"

Hufflepuff put his finger to his lips: "Shhh."

Ravenclaw shook his head and continued to turn the page:

[On July 20, I returned to my friend. The good news is that the war has stopped. But it's just a return to despair, the emotional pendulum is still shaking, and one day it will return to fanaticism and bring great pain.

The bad news is that although my friends and subordinates have learned to exercise restraint, they still don’t understand that they still believe that war is simply hatred, not caused by inequality. They never thought that this world is born unequal. Some are wizards and some are Muggles. Why? 】

......

[May 3, good news, Slytherin and Gryffindor have brought me a lot of magic forbidden spells, and they are also very interested in it. I think, during the holidays, I will definitely find a solution.

The bad news is that the completion of the flow curse is not as simple as I thought. Without the medium for transmitting magic power, I can't plant magic into the Muggle body. 】

When I read this, the four founders stopped talking. Their faces paled involuntarily. Ravenclaw raised his head and looked at Hufflepuff with cold sweat.

"Magic is planted into the Muggle!?"

Ravenclaw asked in shock: "What is he thinking?"

Hufflepuff said, "Keep watching."

Ravenclaw turned a few more pages with trembling fingers, and the subsequent pages were all records related to the flow spell. It seemed that Silby was creating a spell, but it was always to no avail.

Finally, when she turned to the last page of this short notebook. She read:

[December 21st, good news, there is no more bad news, I have found the complete flow spell, and also found the possible medium. After the New Year, there will be no Muggles anymore, and everyone will become wizards. There will be no inherent inequality, no forgiveness, and no excuses. Everything depends on your own efforts. I finally reversed the flaws at the bottom, I did it... I did it... I finally did it...]

The diary came to an abrupt end. There was dried liquid on the letter paper, smeared with ink. Obviously, the owner of the diary shed tears when he wrote it here.

But after reading the letter, Ravenclaw was shocked and speechless. Gryffindor opened his mouth, his chin was about to fall to the ground, Hufflepuff didn't speak, and waited quietly, allowing them to digest the sensational news.

Bang bang bang!

After a while, Slytherin clapped his palms.

"Okay, okay," he sneered: "I can tell that our principal is a masterful magical genius, but he is by no means a qualified ruler, but a fool with an abnormal brain."

Hufflepuff shook his head. He is a qualified ruler, and he has indeed achieved what he promised us in Pandora City, but his vision is different from ours. The "majority" in his mouth is the same as we thought. "Most" is completely different.

"No one needs that kind of vision, that's absurd!" Gryffindor said in amazement: "How could he have such an idea, it was...it was...it was..." He could no longer find a word to describe it. Up.

Ravenclaw wilted to the ground, she stared at the carpet pale, and she also didn't know what to describe Silby. At this moment he seemed to see a long, invisible gap between Silby and them, as well as between him and everyone.

"We must stop him."

Hufflepuff said in a soft but irrefutable tone.

"It's crazy. If you let him realize such a plan, all the rules of the world will change, and everything known will collapse. Let alone us."

Gryffindor stammered and asked, "Then...then, what do you want to do, Hufflepuff, quit... dismiss his as the principal?"

Hufflepuff shook his head and sighed: "That's useless. From the diary, he has completed the spell. Now fire him and he will still do what he wants. It might be more convenient to do it. However, in terms of time, less than three days before now, we still have a chance to take measures."

"What do you do then?" Ravenclaw asked hoarsely.

"It's very simple, Godric, Ronay, Salazar, some dirty work, we have to do it." Hufflepuff stood up, and she resolutely said: "Any wizard will not do anything to this This kind of lunatic ignores it."

Ravenclaw shuddered and bit his lip for a moment: "That's it."

"Hey, what are you two women thinking about?" Gryffindor was shocked, he stood up from the carpet, "What dirty work?"

The two did not answer.

Slytherin said coldly, "It seems that they are just trying to forcefully dispose of this tricky principal."

Gryffindor was a little panicked, and his anger was wide open: "Hey, I warn you, although he is headstrong, but he has been with us for more than a dozen years. He has suffered and bleeds together. Do you want to kill if you want to kill?"

Hufflepuff said angrily: "The whole world is a wizard, can you imagine that scene? Have you ever seen an ant nest?

There are only a few thousand wizards, and no one manages them. If everyone is a wizard, I am afraid that the world will be destroyed after the fight.

Will it be time to clean up that mess? You and I are still those short-sighted guys out there. Let me say that not only should he be dealt with, but also his weird thoughts and the students who have had contact with him should be dealt with together. Our original society will be gone! "

Gryffindor didn't speak anymore.

Ravenclaw said hoarsely: "The most important thing now is who can stop him. If we don't do something, let this guy act, I'm afraid no one can stop him then. From magic and witchcraft In the end, no one knows what level he is now."

Gryffindor turned his head very mechanically and looked at Slytherin: "Salazar, what do you think?"

Slytherin's expression changed unpredictably. He looked at the pile of notebooks, sometimes admired and sometimes sad. Finally, he looked at Hufflepuff: "Helgar, since you called us over, then you must be sure of it. ."

Hufflepuff nodded.

"You decide on this matter, I won't be involved." Slytherin said lightly, he stood up and walked away.

"Huh, Salazar!?"

Gryffindor was anxious, trying to catch him and grab him, but he flicked and avoided him. He walked out of the hole in the Hufflepuff Lounge and almost fell on the steps.

"Let him go," Hufflepuff said to Gryffindor, and she put away her diary and parchment. "Silby is strong, but two fists are hard to beat four hands. Tomorrow night, three of us Together. He can definitely be stopped."