Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 36

“Hey, you will fight against me one by one. I’m not responsible for something wrong.” Gryffindor stunned, put away the sword, held his arms, angrily turned his back to Hoffa, and said nothing.

Ravenclaw picked up the small crock again and walked by Hoffa’s side: “Then come with me, and I will take you over to try. But I also warn you that in recent days, he has become more and more withdrawn and perverse. Don’t blame me for not reminding you that something happened.”

Hoffa didn’t expect things to go so smoothly. He actually won the trust of the four founders so quickly. He followed Ravenclaw through the lively camp all the way, and finally came to a secluded corner, in front of a gray tent.

Ravenclaw: “It’s here.”

Hoffa looked at the little gray tent, and couldn’t believe that this old thing was hiding in such an inconspicuous place. There are even a few lumps of horse dung around.

Compared with the tent where the four founders stayed, Silby, the king and commander-in-chief of the army, lived in an unusually simple and unobtrusive place. If it hadn’t been for Ravenclaw’s reminder, he would have almost thought this tent was a place where inferior soldiers went to the toilet.

“How long did he keep himself locked up? Hoffa asked Ravenclaw.”

“It’s been more than 30 days. For more than 30 days, he eats and drinks Lazarus and settled in the tent.” Ravenclaw said sadly, just like an old sister who broke her heart for her wayward brother.

“Has anything happened before?”

“Nothing happened. If he insisted, he no longer had a smile on his face two years earlier. Although our warfare went smoothly, his mood became even more depressed, until a month ago. , He shut himself up completely.”

After a pause, Ravenclaw sighed and handed the small crock to Hoffa: “If you can heal him, he will regain his confidence in the past. Even if he is asked to come out and talk to me, I will be better than anyone else. Thank you even more.”

“Okay, let me do it.”

Hoffa took the small earthen jar in Ravenclaw’s hand and walked to the tent.

Just approached the tent.

He felt an almost sensational mental force field, which wandered aimlessly above the clouds, even if it was a little bit of perception, it was daunting.

He had experienced this fear once in the second grade. On that occasion, he and Tom Riddle cursed him again, but did not completely kill him. And this time, in this weird place between dream and reality. What happens when you see Silby in his heyday?

Hoffa shook his head, clearing the distracting thoughts about the past from his mind. He continued to walk forward.

The pressure is increasing, and every step is almost like stepping over ten steps, almost making people unable to breathe.

Hoffa’s feet still kept going.

“If you go one step further.”

A weak voice came from the tent: “I will kill you immediately.”

Accompanied by the feeble voice, a thin red thread floated silently from the ground, lay across Hoffa’s neck, and pulled it away little by little. It jumps straight, like a steel knife.

Hoffas had no doubt that if he said a wrong sentence, he was waiting for his head to fall. He didn’t know if it was a dream or reality, and he didn’t know what would happen if he died here, but he was not afraid, and he didn’t move his feet. He just said honestly: “I am the milkman.”

“I said, I don’t need it, just get out of here.”

The sound in the tent has no good intentions.

Chloe quietly opened the clothes on Hoffa’s chest and looked at him worriedly through the gap. The sharp red rope sank deep into Hoffa’s neck and cut a crack in his neck, blood dripping.

Hoffa held the milk jug and said calmly: “I heard that the more high-positioned people are, the less likely they are to lose their temper at the bottom. The more capable people are, the more they will restrain their sharpness. Master Binsel, may I ask, is that right?”

The red string stuck in his neck stopped moving.

After about three breaths, the red rope fell silently from the air, like an ordinary rope.

“Come in.” The person in the tent said with exhaustion.

Hoffa opened the curtain and entered the tent.

Even if he had sufficient psychological preparation, he was still surprised by the things in the tent at this moment.

The inside of the tent was dark and there was not much light, but by the light outside, he saw that there were countless dense red strings in the tent, and those strings divided the ground into small pieces one after another.

There is a row of identical earthen jars on the ground, and each earthen jar is placed in a small grid divided by a rope. Neat and tidy, unusually regular.

In the air, countless fine red lines are pulled neatly, evenly dividing the space in the tent into small squares.

A scrawny young man sat cross-legged in the pile of jars, his eyes dimmed, and he was covered with a dirty white cloth.

This is the first time Hoffa has seen him in many years. He doesn’t know what Silby looks like in the real world, but in his dream, he is not like the boy he saw in the second grade, except for the same. Outside of the hair, there is hardly any similarity. When he was cursed half-dead and suffering all the time, he was full of energy and played with life. Now, with his sound appearance, he is so depressed.

“what happened to you?”

Hoffa asked Silby cautiously.

He wondered why he saw Silby right. He had a miserable life. For the first time, he was a rich man driving a sports car and a yacht, but he was paralyzed. The second time he was possessed by a bald woman, half dead. The third time he was the commander-in-chief of the armed forces, but locked himself in such a place.

“Shh!”

Silby was startled, and jerked his hand to his lips.

He listened attentively to the outside. After listening for a long time, he came back to his senses: “Who are you and where are you from?”

He stared at Hoffa gloomily.

Hoffa thought that Silby in his dream didn’t even know himself. This is good news. Perhaps in the real world, he never expected that he would come back in fifty years.

He raised the small earthen jar in his hand and said, “I am a soldier here, and I will bring you dinner.”

“No, you are lying. He said gloomily: “All my soldiers have seen him, but I have never seen you. “

“How come, there are so many soldiers, you…”

“Every one of me remembers that you were lying. Now, if you don’t tell your intentions, you will become more than a thousand pieces of human body fragments.” Silby lay on the ground, like being locked in a cage. Beast in the house. Although those eyes were decadent and dim, they reached the heart. If Hoffa were to describe it, he felt that the person sitting in front of him was not a person at all, but a thin wolf.

He was not sure what would happen if he visualized an atomic bomb directly killing this guy. But he still suppressed his thoughts, after all, his task was to return to the real world and solve Silby’s unknown plan there.

So he stopped lying and said frankly: “I have come to get to know you.”

In the gloomy tent, Silby’s thin and decadent face glowed a bit: “Interesting…so interesting…My subordinates have always obeyed me, and some people said today that they want to know me, you What do you want to know.”

“I want to ask, what do you want most?”

“Hahahahahaha~” He laughed hoarsely. After laughing, he stretched out his hand: “Milk.”

Hoffa passed the milk in his hand.

He took the milk and slurped it, and then, after he finished drinking, he placed the small crock under his hip in front of Hoffa, untied the horrible dirty clothes on his body, and peeed. The liquid drained into the small crock.

Hoffa was shocked. He thought of Ravenclaw saying that this guy was eating and drinking Lazarus here to solve it, and he couldn’t help holding his breath. Put your hand on Chloe’s head and put her under her clothes to prevent her from seeing this guy with an abnormal brain.

After urinating, Silby walked naked to Hoffa, carefully placed the small earthen jar in the standard grid, sighed and moaned contentedly.

A strange smell filled the air. Silby does not seem to be the big demon of the future, but he is an obsessive-compulsive disorder patient with a bad spirit.

After urinating, he slumped on the ground as if his body was hollowed out, and said, “Victory over the church and give the wizard a safe living environment. Okay, after you understand, you can disappear.”

Hoffa did not care about the eviction order issued by Silby, but asked: “Then why don’t you attack, they are about to lose.”

“It’s not light yet.” Silby said lightly: “A rash attack may lead to the annihilation of the entire army. I believe the woman outside has explained my thoughts to you.”

Even a childish boy, I’m afraid I can hear Silby’s insincere words, let alone Hoffa, he looked at the familiar and unfamiliar man, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to him.

I don’t know why, after possessing the power of time and defeating Grindelwald, he can more or less experience Silby’s pain at this moment.

So he ignored the dirt in the bottles and jars, and Silby’s wary look, sat down in front of him, and whispered, “You are very lonely, right.”

As if breaking into the forbidden area of ​​a wild beast, Silby opened his lifeless eyes in this second. Looking directly at Hoffa’s eyes, the eyes in that thin face were like sharp arrows, which could almost shoot people through the head.

After shooting through, two black holes will be burnt in the head to the degree of sharpness.

The extremely dangerous mental force field made every red thread in the tent come to Hoffa’s side. As long as Silby gave an order, he would be cut into tens of thousands of tiny pieces by those red strings in an instant.

Silby: “Do you know what loneliness is!?”

Hoffa “Maybe I know a little bit.”

“No, you don’t understand.”

Silby said stubbornly and sharply: “Going out now, I may be able to circumvent your crime of presumptuous, otherwise, let alone Ravenclaw outside, even if all the four people come to intercede with you, they will not be able to save you. “

“You are in a hurry to drive me away, but what’s the use?”

Hoffa said lightly, if it were the past, he might shrink under this huge power. But now, he is like an unfathomable abyss. No matter how sharp Silby is, he remains unmoved. He just said lightly: “Those people outside will not understand you. They just want you to defeat the church. It’s a matter of mind. Or help you build a wizarding empire, reward you with merits, and achieve supreme cause.

But for you, if you defeat the church and the half-human, half-spider across the fjord, you will have no opponents at all. “

Hoffa sighed: “Silby Spencer, a genius wizard, a great king, they all say that. But no one really cares what you are thinking. You are the last one on this continent, and so Isn’t the only one, alone, lonely?”

Inside the gloomy tent, Silby was stunned for a while, and then smiled: “Who taught you these things? Ravenclaw.”

“Does she have any meaning?” Hoffa pointed directly at Silluto’s eyes, “You have a problem, I can solve the problem, that’s it.”

“Who do you think you are, can solve my problem.” Silby slowly straightened up, and immediately refused, “I have no problem, you leave here now.”

Hoffa’s lips turned up slightly, and it was obvious that the killing intent was nowhere to be seen. The beastly oppression and gaze also disappeared without a trace, this sentence is purely a word of face.

So he stood up and bowed slightly forward, “As you wish, Your Majesty.”

Then, he got up and left the tent without hesitation.

However, when he was about to open the curtain, a very unhappy voice came from behind: “Your Majesty, who allowed you to use this name for me? Am I the king now?”

You are almost a king, Hoffa turned around and said, “As long as you defeat the pope, you will surely become a king surrounded by the crowd.”

“impossible!”

Silby, who had been sitting cross-legged, drank sharply.

Then, he took a few deep breaths, and after calming down, he stared at Hoffa firmly: “I repeat, I am not a king, I am a wizard, and there is no king among wizards.”

Hoffa immediately said: “You are doing what the king is doing, even if you stay in this tattered tent, in torn clothes, and your own feces, you are still the king.”

As soon as he said this, Silby finally couldn’t take it anymore, and he stood up, shaking all over. But it was not an angry tremor, but an excited tremor, and he looked at Hoffa with red eyes. Pointing at him, he couldn’t say a word for a long time, as if choked by something.

Finally, he settled down.

Looking at his palm, he muttered: “That’s it…that’s how it is…that’s how it is…”

Then, he sat down on the ground with his fingers deeply inserted into his hair, “Ahaha…erh…hehe…ahaha…erh.. …Hehe….. That’s it… That’s it… That’s it…”

The voice was getting lower and lower, lower and lower, and finally there was a faint weeping sound.