Harry Potter: I Am a Legend - v6 Chapter 48

Hoffa sat on the wall of Paris and asked Dumbledore: “Where is Miranda, do you know where she went?”

Dumbledore was a little surprised. He probably didn’t expect Hoffa to ask such a question. After a moment of meditation, he said: “Just half an hour ago, before I received the emergency call from Paris. Adbe Gorsha Ke and I talked for a few minutes, saying that the situation on his side was also very serious. If I was not mistaken, Miranda should have gone to Kolkata, India.”

Hoffa almost didn’t breathe in a breath.

India…India? He was shocked, “What is Miranda doing there?”

“Adbe Gosak is in Kolkata,” Dumbledore said, “There is our colony, and there are a lot of magic crops planted there. Miranda should have received his instructions to help him.”

Damn… Hoffa was angry and fortunate.

When annoyed, Miranda ran away without telling him.

Fortunately, Miranda didn’t seem to be taken away by Silby, which made his tight heart fall in half.

He stood up with Dumbledore’s arm, and separated the group of French wizards standing beside him.

Dumbledore shouted from behind Hoffa, “Where are you going to Hoffa, don’t you take a break first?”

Hoffa waved his hand, and the apparition disappeared.

When he reappeared, he came to the stone arch of the Paris Super Floo Network, grabbed a handful of powder, jumped in, and shouted, “Kolkata!”

Phew, the green fire swallowed him, and the sky was spinning again.

When he appeared, he stood among the palm leaves. As it spans most of the earth, the sky suddenly brightens, and the bell towers of European-style churches are no longer seen, but some temple spires are seen. The fresh air restored some health to his mind that had been overdrawn by the flow curse.

Countless streams flow across the fields, irrigating this fertile land. There are cotton, coffee, green onions, cloves and red pepper. The rising smoke envelops the tops of a cluster of palm trees, and the bushes reveal a fresh and beautiful bungalow, the ruins of several monasteries and several strangely shaped temples. The ever-changing decoration art in Indian architecture has enriched the content of these temples. In the past, there is a vast expanse of endless fields. In those bushes, there are poisonous snakes and tigers.

Even if Hoffa was very worried about Miranda, this scene made him feel a little lost. But before he breathed a little, he heard someone yelling something, it was probably Indian Sanskrit.

It is strange that he did not see a half-person figure. The shouting sounded in his ears, just like talking to his ears, Hoffa shook his head violently, trying to throw out the weird noise.

But after a long time, it was of no use, the shouting not only did not disappear, but became more intense.

The shouting voice is getting louder and louder and cannot be ignored.

Hoffa couldn’t, so he could only follow the sound and ran, and gradually, he approached a whole temple area. There are pointed Hindu towers and some Buddha statues everywhere.

He found the source of the shout. The shouting came from the heights of those temples, where there were thousands of monks, probably equivalent to the sober wizards in Britain.

It’s strange. They are far apart, so it stands to reason that they should not be able to hear the sound. But the voice reached the bottom of Hoffa’s heart, clearly distinguishing the gender of each caller.

He even heard Adbe Gorshak’s voice in it. Obviously he didn’t even see Adebe’s face. When did his hearing become so good?

He was puzzled by the weird voice that reached the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, the ground vibrated.

Boom…

Boom…

Boom…

Boom…

The shaking became more and more intense, and the tiger in the bush rushed out of the jungle like an escape, along with it were snakes and elephants.

On the opposite bank of the temple, there is a winding river, about fifty meters wide,

On the other side of the river, the dark crowd rushed out of the bushes, densely crowded. There are too many to imagine, and there is no end in sight at a glance.

A few minutes ago, when Hoffa was in Paris, he thought there were more people there than on the trains in India, but he really came to India and he couldn’t find words to describe it.

British India covers an area of ​​1.4 million square miles and has a population of 180 million. To be honest, when he knew that Miranda might have come to India, he was determined to find her after being submerged in a sea of ​​people, but he didn’t expect to see so many.

Sleepwalkers drove tigers and elephants into the Ganges, using their bodies as dams, filling the river at no cost, and the people behind stepped on their bodies and rushed over.

Soon, in less than a minute, they rushed to the other side of the river. Hit on the wall of the temple.

The call for help in his mind became more tragic, and Hoffa violently covered his ears, and he was almost deafened by the sound. But it was useless to cover his ears, he could still hear the ubiquitous voice.

He must do something, do something to eliminate the deafening sound.

What to do?

The answer is self-evident.

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The tower was crumbling under the impact of the sleepwalker, and the wizards on the tower scattered and fled. The local monks had nowhere to go. They sat cross-legged, closed their eyes, and prepared to die.

Adbe Gosak waved his wand and released the curse at the top of the tower, but his deputy dragged him anxiously, trying to drag him away, “Minister Gosak, this place has fallen, and he must leave. .”

“No, forty percent of the existing plantations are behind us. If the plantations are destroyed, we will soon run out of ammunition and food.” Adbe Gorschak said categorically, “If any Both methods will die, so why not fight, maybe there are still some opportunities.”

His men could not persuade him, so they had to persuade the monks according to his orders, so that they would also take up arms and resist together. But there was not much effect. The monks no longer resisted, and the British wizards who came here also fled and scattered.

But at the moment when the temple was about to collapse, the sleepwalker who had crossed the Ganges suddenly stopped moving. Their heads turned all over, looking in one direction.

Looking in that direction, the monk, Adbe, and some other English wizards saw a black-haired boy standing next to the Ganges. I saw his body swaying, walking at a very strange pace, almost about to fall, but the moment he appeared, the sleepwalker stopped attacking the city, and Qi Qi slowly moved towards him.

Although completely invisible, everyone can feel the huge energy gathering in the air. The power flowed over their heads, and the coercion was shocking.

The monks all stood down, muttering words, someone pointed at him, and even ran down the tower to the boy.

Adebe recognized the boy and shouted in surprise: “Bach!?”

Hoffa turned a deaf ear to his ears, and he meditated the Heart Flow Mantra in his heart. In just one day, he used this terrible mantra again, facing such a large number of sleepwalkers, the pressure he would endure can be imagined.

The magic power was so great that cracks appeared on his nails and bones, and the ground was also cracked. A huge crack appeared on the ground. The water of the Ganges roared into the cracks, and the surface of the river began to widen infinitely, at first fifty meters, then one hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters, two kilometers…the speed of the cracks was too wide. So fast that in the end the water of the Ganges dropped crazily, and finally shrank to the size of a creek.

With blood dripping from the tip of Hoffa’s nose, along with his indifferent chanting spell So, a huge gorge appeared in the place where the Ganges river bed was originally, its width and depth comparable to the Great Rift Valley of East Africa, and it completely transformed sleepwalkers and survivors. The location is separated. Not only that, but a wall of hundreds of meters was erected on the opposite side of the canyon, completely blocking the possibility of sleepwalkers invading.

Finally, after the appearance of this magnificent landscape, the weird cry for help in Hoffa’s mind finally disappeared. He sat on the ground and became a dead dog from exhaustion.

The rescued monks rushed down from the temple and ran to Hoffa. Surrounded him, keep bowing down and crying. Some people even cried and fainted. Just as the Israelites saw Moses separating the Red Sea.

As in Paris, Hoffa turned a deaf ear to these worships, and he couldn’t breathe from exhaustion.

Although the magic power brought by the flow curse can be consumed, it is more of a mess of abnormal power that accumulates in his body, making him extremely uncomfortable.

Not only that, the voice in his ears became louder. It was not the sound of worship or chanting by the monks around him, but the sound from more distant places.

It was useless for him to cover his ears because they came from the unknown and reached the bottom of his heart.

He didn’t know what would happen to Silby himself with this spell, and if he did this every time, it would be too guilty.

Finally took a breath from the half-dead state. He saw Adbe Gosak sitting next to him, and said with infinite emotion: “Good boy, you really have grown up!”

Hoffa hadn’t recovered from the weird voice. He knew Adbe was talking in his ear, but he had no idea what Adbe was talking about. The weird call for help was too noisy.

“What are you talking about?” He pointed to his ear, like a deaf man.

“I said, I did not misread you!” Adbey said loudly in his ear: “From the first grade, I knew you could do great things!”

Hoffa finally heard something clearly, and he could hear this sentence from Professor Gorshak, who had been strict for a lifetime. If it were the past, he felt that he would be enough to laugh at Jiuquan. But not now, because he did not see Miranda in Kolkata at all.

There was no courtesy, Hoffa asked Adebe directly: “Where is Miranda?”

Adbey said in confusion: “Why are you looking for Miranda?”

Hoffa wanted to say, because your baby granddaughter made me stronger. But he knew he couldn’t say that…just said, “I have something to do with her.”

Adbe frowned and thought for a while, “Miranda did come to me, but she saw that the situation here is severe, so she left to help me find foreign aid.”

“I…I…” Hoffa shook his feet and almost couldn’t stand firmly. He suppressed the desire to explode and stood up with Adbe’s shoulder, breathless, and insisted on asking: “Where did she go?”

“United States.”

Adbe Gorschak said: “The United States is the place with the most surviving wizards. She went there to help me find foreign aid.”

“Where is America?” Hoffa gritted his teeth.

“New York, maybe.” Adbey said nervously.

To be honest, the appearance of this young man made him feel a little horrified and uneasy, especially the huge almost terrifying power before, which he still remembers still fresh. It is a power beyond his comprehension, which is completely uncontrollable by mortals. of.

Regardless of the pain, Hoffa turned and left, leaving Adbe and the group of Indian monks.

Adebe looked worriedly at Hoffa’s back, “Bach, why are you looking for her in such a hurry? If you want to see her, she will come back by herself in a while.”

Without saying a word, Hoffa disappeared again.

He heard Adebe’s words, but he didn’t dare to wait another second, the letter from Silby still haunted his mind. He must find Miranda immediately to prevent her from being taken away by Silby.

So he Apparated to the Super Floo Network, got into it, and shouted: “New York.”

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This time, as soon as he landed, he found himself standing on top of the Statue of Liberty, facing the vast Atlantic Ocean. Behind him is the rushing Hudson River and dozens of abandoned barges.

Before he could take a look at the environment, a huge cry for help immediately rang in his brain. It is louder and clearer than in Kolkata.

It was in English, the cry for help, screams, and prayers of men and women. They were full of pain and shocked Hoffa’s mind.

He clutched his head tightly and squatted down.

The sound was getting louder and louder, and in the end it was not only sound as simple, he even saw some broken pictures. He saw more than a dozen wizards on Long Island who were besieged by tens of thousands of sleepwalkers. Several desperate wizards knelt down and prayed.

He saw a group of shivering sober wizards hiding at the top of the Broadway Theater in the Broadway Theater. The street below them was a torrent of black shadows.

And in Lower Manhattan, a bank surrounded by sleepwalkers on several streets is impenetrable. There are many fairies in the bank, lying on the fence in horror, holding their heads.

In the group of fairies, Hoffa also saw a familiar guy, Indor.

Recognizing that he almost caused Hoffa’s head to collapse, good guy, the voice and the picture were in the same battle, making him sit on the ground with his head and gritted his teeth. This is something he has never experienced before. Why does he hear so many voices? See the needs of so many people?

Is this a side effect of the flow mantra?