Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 19

The mist shrouded Hoffa heavily, making it difficult for him to see the truth, just like Silby’s mind, as deep as the Mariana Trench.

“I want to go up.”

Hoffa whispered, “Go up and talk.”

“What are you going to do?”

Chloe’s elf asked.

“You hide first.”

Hoffa closed his eyes and visualized in his head.

Chloe got into Hoffa’s collar and stopped talking.

Hoffa changed, his clothes became the same as the clothes of wizards, and the killer whale at his feet became a wooden boat with heavy goods piled on it, including drinks, food, roast chicken and goose. , Braving the heat.

Then, rowing the boat, he came to the front of the black warship.

The sound of water quickly attracted the wizards on the deck. They saw Hoffa rowing the boat and immediately became vigilant. Some of them raised their wands, some took out the burning potion bottle and held them in their hands, and some even blew them on the mast. Horns.

Among the whining voice, someone shouted sharply: “Hey, who are you?”

“I am the quartermaster from the rear! Here comes the supplies!”

Hoffa, who had been prepared for a long time, said: “Victory is imminent, but the weather is so cold. Master Spencer arranged for me to bring food for everyone to reward you. I hope everyone will have more passion for fighting after eating and drinking. “

The sound came from far away in the cold night sky, the killing atmosphere was disintegrated by him in a few words, and the wizard on the deck put down his wand and potion bottle. The wizard on the watchtower climbed down, and it didn’t take long for the wizards in the cabin to rush to the deck.

A large net bag was dropped from the deck. Hoffa bent over and carried the roast chicken and goose he had visualized onto the net bag, and then sat on the net bag, letting the sailor on the deck pull himself up.

He was pulled onto the deck, and immediately countless hands stretched out and said enthusiastically: “My friend is fortunate!”

“Come here braving the heavy snow.”

“How is it in the camp?”

The wizards asked all the questions, and Hoffa answered one by one with a smile. While answering, he took out the gin from his arms and distributed them one by one, as if his pocket was a bottomless hole.

Soon, he was fighting fiercely with the wizard on the deck.

But after a while, there was an impatient murmur from behind the crowd: “What are you doing around here, I haven’t seen a supply supplier?”

The two fat and thin wizards who were drinking in the captain’s room just now, their brows and eyes are full of evil spirits, and they are somewhat bloodthirsty twins.

The wizards on the deck saw the two of them coming, so they scattered on both sides, without saying more.

The fat wizard walked over to Hoffa, stretched his head and glanced at the supplies he brought, and muttered, “It’s really rich.”

The skinny wizard circled Hoffa, and asked in a negative test: “This friend looks very face-to-face. Which team is it from and who is in charge?”

Hoffa’s heart beat, and he whispered that it was not good. This thin man was not easy to deal with. He was a bit more thief than the priest in the previous church, and he actually asked about the incision.

The problem stumped him. Hoffa knew nothing about the regulations of Silby’s army at the moment, nor did he know the composition of the people around him.

Under the gaze of the thin wizard, he was silent.

The longer the silence, the worse the look in the skinny wizard’s eyes. He stretched his hand to his waist.

Hoffa’s heart thumped.

He didn’t dare to drag on any longer, so he decided to take a gamble.

So he said: “I belong to the Hawks and I’m under the care of Ravenclaw.”

“call.”

The skinny wizard breathed a sigh of relief and moved his hand from his waist.

“It turns out to be Ronai, and it’s fortunate. I’m the commander of the Gemini, Tyra.”

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, he was right, Silby in this era should have started cooperating with the four founders, but I don’t know if Hogwarts has been founded.

“Does Spencer-sama have anything else to order?” Tyra asked again.

“Yes,” Hoffa said affirmatively, “please take a step to speak.”

The wizard Tara immediately became serious, and pulled the fat wizard away from the pile of food, and then told everyone, “You, take a break in shifts, the people who lookout have something to eat first, and those who are in charge of torture, go to the lookout shift!

The crowd moved orderly, and Hoffa couldn’t help but look up at this thin man who was quite a cabinet minister. He was indeed more flexible than the fat wizard.

After arranging the ship’s affairs, the fat and thin wizards took Hoffa to the captain’s room. In just such a short time, Hoffa found that the captain’s room was clean and simple, and the treasures he had just seen were missing, apparently being hidden by the two men with magic.

Now Hoffa doubted it was a dream anymore.

It seems too real.

“What do you want from Master Spencer?”

Tyra sat behind the desk in a precarious manner, like a minister waiting for the emperor’s imperial decree, while the fat wizard secretly covered his mouth and burped his mouth softly.

“Don’t be so serious.”

Hoffa waved his hand cheerfully: “It’s not a big deal. I still have some good things privately. It was Master Spencer who asked me to give it to you personally.”

“Oh?”

Fatty’s eyes lit up, “What a good thing.”

Tyra kicked him secretly, he shut up immediately and gave Tyra the initiative.

“What is it?” he asked calmly.

Hoffa closed his eyes and pulled out a flat, curved, small wine bottle with a red five-pointed star, and said solemnly: “This is a special magic potion made by Master Spencer for you. “

“Magic potion?”

The two curiously looked at the glass bottle with the red star label that Hoffa pulled out of his pocket.

Hoffa smiled slightly and said with a solemn expression: “This potion is not ordinary. This is the potion that Master Spencer asked Ms. Hufflepuff to use 17 kinds of precious medicinal materials to refine and boil. It’s called “Fire in the Belly”. Drink it. After that, there will be a blazing flame in your belly. That flame can not only help you kill the enemy on the front line, but also keep you warm from the cold. It is very cherished, so he asked me to bring him the most important officer to enjoy.”

“This?”

The fat man looked at the small bottle suspiciously, “Is there really such a magical potion?”

Hoffa’s heart beat, but then he straightened his face: “Are you doubting Master Spencer’s abilities?”

Tyra’s expression was agitated for a moment, but he was quickly pressed down by himself. He accepted the small glass bottle with the red star on his face blankly, looked at the transparent liquid inside, and said suspiciously: “Did Master Spencer really do this? How could he suddenly care about us so much?”

Hoffa’s heart jumped unnaturally again, and he pretended to be displeased and criticized: “Hey! How can you be so arrogant! As the forefront of the battlefield, your importance is just like the human eye. damage.”

After he finished speaking in the official language proficiently, the wizard Tyra suddenly choked up. He held the Red Star Erguotou, his palms trembling constantly: “How can I…how can I get the attention of that adult? .”

Then he took a deep breath and opened

Hoffa was secretly surprised at the side, he was only a few words of praise for this guy in the name of Silby, and he was teary. If Silby came to praise him personally, he would not be happy to faint. What did that guy do, it’s worthy of his subordinates to be so devoted to him.

Tyra drank half of the Erguotou that Hoffa had visualized in one breath, and then handed the remaining half to the fat man. When he said this, the fat wizard’s eyes were also red, and he immediately took the drink, and he was bored in a mouthful.

There was silence for a second.

The two coughed violently, and the strong smell of alcohol filled the captain’s room, making Hoffa unable to hold his breath. He began to worry about the high-quality wine, so that he would be bored in one sip, fearing that it might not be poured right away! ?

But the two people were much stronger than he thought. After coughing for a while, they came back, clutching their lower abdomen, and panting heavily.

“Oh!”

The fat wizard also made all kinds of strange screams: “Oh oh! Yo! Oh oh oh… oh… it’s really amazing, it’s a fire in the belly!”

He rubbed his round belly, “I really feel like a fire is burning in my stomach.” He rubbed it, and slapped his lips: “And… it’s so delicious.”

Tyra also took a sigh of relief. He looked at Hoffa calmly, and nodded contentedly: “As expected of Master Spencer, please go back and tell him, we will definitely…”

“Don’t don’t…don’t worry.”

Sweat came out of Hoffa’s head, and when they saw that they were so sober, they knew that they were muttering about the amount of alcohol in medieval Europeans. So he gritted his teeth, took out another giant glass bottle ten times the size of the previous vial from his arms, and put it on the table with a thud, the shaking table was shaking.

“Just… that’s just the sample that Master Spencer gave you. This is what I officially brought.” Hoffa took a deep breath and said, “You really don’t know Master Spencer, right. The subordinates I value most will be so stingy.”

“This…..”

Tyra looked at the huge bottle in a daze, “This is too much.”

“Yes, as long as you finish this bottle, when the war begins, you can spray out raging fire like human-shaped fire dragons, and burn the gods in the Holy See to ashes.”

After speaking, he opened the bottle, took a glass on the table, filled Erguotou, poured three cups in a row, and poured a cup himself, then he took the initiative to pick up a cup and hold it in his hand.

“For Spencer-sama!”

He shouted piously.

Such a politically correct action forced the two wizards to follow him and raise their cups, shouting together: “For Spencer!”

Hoffa grumbled and drank the contents of the glass, but before he drank it, he closed his eyes and visualized the spirits in the glass as soda.

The two wizards also followed him, groaning and boring, but they swallowed a large cup of Erguotou firmly, which is estimated to be half a catty.

Skinny Tyra couldn’t do well on the spot, he faltered and stopped abruptly.

Unexpectedly, just after drinking a cup, Hoffa immediately poured three more cups, held them in his hands, and shouted feverishly: “For the Wizarding Empire!”

Under the stimulus of crazy alcohol, the IQs of the two wizards plummeted in a straight line, and they couldn’t think about the doorways anymore. They followed Hoffa mechanically and raised their cups: “For the wizarding empire.”

After drinking in one sip, it’s half a catty again.

“For a bright future!”

Seeing that the two were still strong, Hoffa gritted his teeth and poured another glass.

…..

So, while the candlelight was swaying, the three people in the cabin seemed to be holding a cult ceremony, toasting frantically and chanting slogans frantically, “For Spencer…for the Wizarding Empire…for the light The future of…for Spencer…for the Wizarding Empire…for a bright future…for Spencer…for the Wizarding Empire…for the light the future of…..”

Finally, after drinking seven or eight big cups, Tyra finally couldn’t bear it, but the respect for Silby made him abruptly did not spit it out. He staggered wildly before sitting down on a chair and touching his belly. His eyes were dull, his tongue was sticking out, and he couldn’t say a word. It is estimated that the spitting out of the alcohol can be ignited directly.

He drank too much, but the fat wizard was on his head. He gasped heavily, and stared at Hoffa with red eyes, “Brother…Brother…and…and…and…and have another glass!”

Hoffa finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the time was almost ripe.

“Don’t worry, brother, don’t worry, take your time.”

Hoffa helped the drunk drooling fat wizard onto the chair in turn, coughed slightly, poured him another glass, and said cordially: “Well, I am an apprentice wizard, and I haven’t spent much time with Master Spencer. , You must have been following him for a long time.”

“That… of course… a long time… hiccups…”

The fat wizard grabbed the glass and drank it, and said, “When I first saw him, I knew that he was a great wizard.”

“I’m so envious, I sometimes feel that it’s too late to follow the adults, and there are many things that have not caught up.” Hoffa looked at the fat wizard with longing eyes.

The look made the fat wizard very useful. Under the action of the alcohol in his veins, he felt ecstatic and uncontrollable. Seeing Hoffa is more cordial than seeing his own father. I only feel that I have met a life confidant and have a thousand words to say to him.

“That… hiccup… That’s not it!”

He poured a whole bottle of Erguotou with his head up, and said with a warm breath of wine: “Earlier, big…big…big…sir story that started in the end of the day, that. …That’s a wonderful one.”

“Oh? What happened?”

A gleam of light flashed in Hoffa’s eyes, “Can you talk to me?”

“Hey, this…this…this is the right person.”

The fat wizard said with a big tongue again. Under the influence of alcohol, a thousand words rushed to his mouth like a river. He danced and said: “Let’s talk about Lord Spencer’s earlier experience, but… No one knows better than me Dodoro.”

Hoffa saw that the guy was starting to talk, he could not help holding a chair and sitting next to him, quietly listening.

“Hiccup… That was… the autumn of five years ago, when we were still in Pandora City on the Iberian Peninsula, and Queen Pandora issued a red invitation letter…”

The candlelight in the copper platform flickered, and in the cabin filled with alcohol, the past stories were slowly narrated from the mouth of the drunken fat wizard Duodoro.

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