Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

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The surrounding air condensed into a solid in an instant, wrapping him tightly, and then pushing him forward. Time and movement have become extremely slow. He watched in horror as the man hit his chest. Nothing can slow the impact of this impact. His ribs creaked as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

He groaned, but the man who suppressed him couldn't allow him to dodge halfway, and pushed him forward with all his strength. When he hit the maze tree wall, the branches pierced his skin, his body seemed to be torn all over, and the pain went through his whole body, making him feel like he had rammed into a meat grinder.

After a few seconds, the two went out of the hedge.

Hoffa touched the wound on his chest with trembling fingers. When he lifted his fingertips and saw the blood dripping from above, the golden pupil was full of incredible expression.

"Miller...?"

Through the dense vines and branches, Hoffa, who was stuck on the wall of the maze, looked at the man weighing on him and screamed.

Although he has the same appearance as Alastor Moody, this menacing momentum and the skill of flying in the air are definitely not what Alastor Moody can possess. There is no doubt that he was protecting himself before. Miller leaving.

It's just that at this moment, his one eye is almost completely covered by the white of his eyes, his pupils have shrunk into a small spot, and the rims around his eyes are all scorched black, which looks very cruel.

"Miller, what did Grindelwald do to you?"

Seeing him like this, Hoffa was anxious.

The man in front of him did not answer, he could not help but lifted Hoffa up, his arms were surrounded by a ball of flame, the flame burned all over Hoffa's body in the blink of an eye, and the heat swallowed him.

Seeing the appearance of his former friend who was about to eat people, Hoffa didn't dare to care about it, and immediately entered the ghost walk, he disappeared from Miller's hand.

Miller grabbed an empty space, retracted the blazing flames, and turned it into a firebird, flying around his arms. On the other hand, dozens of ice flakes appeared on his other arm, and they kept flying around his arm.

He counted vigilantly and coldly: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Ten seconds passed.

Hoffa left the ghost for a stroll, stood looking at Miller from a distance, and shouted: "Wake up, it's me, you can see clearly, I am your good friend!"

"You have no good friends." Miller's voice was icy.

Can talk...

Hoffa crossed his arms and his heart sank. Miller was originally part of Grindelwald's spirit, but it has been in Miranda for so many years and has changed a lot, but no one knows what happened after his meeting with Grindelwald. What happened, if he re-blackened and wanted to kill himself, with his current ability, he would definitely not be his opponent.

"You abandoned your former friends with your own hands."

Miller pointed with one hand.

The ice flakes in his hand turned into a huge blizzard, and the blizzard swept across Hoffa, making him almost unsteady. Bing Ling turned into a meat grinder, almost tearing him apart. The blood mist stained the white blizzard red.

In the blizzard, Hoffa folded his palms together.

boom! !

The stones on the ground rose high, forming a stone cage after another, which bound Miller in it. Afterwards, Hoffa mastered his fists, the stone turned into steel, and Miller was wrapped in a completely solid steel cube.

However, in less than two seconds, the steel cube became blazing yellow.

boom! !

The cube was completely burned into molten iron. Miller strode out of the molten iron and reached out another hand. The blizzard turned into an ice giant behind Hoffa and caught him.

"Do you want to trap me in the same way that my sister was restrained, Bach, this kind of old routine, after fifty years, it won't work."

After finishing speaking, a blue flame burned on the ice giant's body, and the flame burned directly into Hoffa's bone marrow, almost extinguishing his burning god.

"Miranda!?"

Hoffa, who was wrapped in flames, suddenly looked behind Miller with an expression of ecstasy, "Why are you here?"

Miller's fierce face was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help but look back.

At the moment of distraction, Hoffa kicked off the ice giant's fingers, broke free of its control, and quickly distanced himself from Miller. The ghost wandered and disappeared into his sight.

Miller, who sensed that he had been deceived, left and turned his head. He raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The ice giant and the firebird disappeared at the same time, and at the same time a thick gray mist spread around him.

Hoffa ran fast, trying to distance himself from the fog. He did not dare to touch the fog. Years of magical experience told him that it was definitely Miller’s probing magic. As long as he touched the fog, he would definitely fall into it. Miller perceives the position of the flying insects in the spider web.

However, he was not fast when he was watched by the sepsis potion, and the road in the maze was very weird. Sometimes he still ran forward, but if he turned a few more turns, he ran backward.

While the huge maze confounded Miller's direction, it also confused his own direction. After a while, the surging gray mist behind him tracked him.

Ten minutes later, he was getting closer and closer to the mist controlled by Miller.

Seeing it is about to be touched by it, the situation is getting more and more critical.

suddenly.

Something suddenly stretched out of the maze hedges and grabbed his arm, making him immobile. He looked down and saw that what was holding his arm turned out to be a huge lion's claw growing out of the wall of the maze.

what?

Did not wait a second for Hoffa to wonder.

Damn it!

The sharp claw pulled him, pulling him heavily towards the hedge, and then the plants that formed the maze opened to both sides, and he was dragged into the maze as a whole.

Just as he was dragged into the tree, a thick fog swept over the place where he just stood.

Dense and sharp branches and vines crossed his face, and he had to close his eyes tightly to prevent being blinded by something.

Damn it!

The one who came in was as fast as the one who came out, and he passed through the hedges of the maze.

Bah baah baah!

Hoffa spit out the leaves and fingers stuck in his mouth, and when he was sure that there were no branches that might blind him, he opened his eyes.

He actually appeared in a clearing in the labyrinth. The clearing was circular, different from the labyrinth outside. Moonlight shone from the sky, making this place look quite open.

What's more peculiar is that in the middle of this circular open space sits a strange-looking creature.

Its body is like a scary lion, but it has a woman's head with a high nose and long almond eyes. From a human aesthetic point of view, she is a beautiful exotic woman.

But it is limited to the upper body.

Its lower body is completely a lion, but its lower body has huge claws. The sharp lion claws on the claws are shining in the moonlight, which is daunting. It has a long yellow tail and a tuft of hair on the tip of the tail, constantly shaking.

It turned out to be a sphinx.

Hoffa recognized the creature, and Harry had encountered it in the original book, and was asked a riddle by this guy. But he didn't expect that he would be saved by a sphinx. What does it want to do, do it want to guess the riddle?

"Oh hi, how are you."

Sphinx lay on the ground and asked in a strange and ethereal voice like a resting lioness: "How does it feel?"

"It hurts..."

Hoffa muttered and patted the branch on his arm: "Where is this?"

"Of course it's in the maze." Sphinx replied, and it shrugged. "Ask it knowingly."

"Who put you in?"

Hoffa couldn't help but ask it, the appearance of this creature was too strange.

"Who put me in?"

Sphinx asked rhetorically.

"Yes, is it Grindelwald? Or another wizard?"

"Oh~ you mean my master?"

Sphinx shook his head: "There are many monsters in the maze, man-made, natural, foreign, and local, but I am not the only one. I am free."

"you are not?"

Hoffa looked at the Sphinx, and indeed, its expression was very relaxed and content.

"Of course not. I am a monster in a maze. The relationship between me and the maze is like a pond and a fish. As long as there is a maze, I will exist. It doesn't matter whether it is a man-made maze or a natural maze. I like mazes. , Here can let me find the value of existence."

Sphinx said: "But of course, ordinary people have no chance to meet me. They are too stupid. Meeting them will lower my wisdom.

But occasionally, one or two smart guys will come in. At that time, I will chat with the person who enters the maze and ask them some questions. If the person's answer is not satisfactory to me, I will eat them. "

After that, there was another rustling noise on the maze wall formed by the vegetation next to him, and another person rushed in. He was tall, dressed in a hairy brown cloak, had a hooked nose, had a wicked look, and his hands were hanging over his knees.

It's Victor Krum.

Another participant in the Triwizard Tournament.

"Hey, who are you?"

Victor Krum stumbled to his feet and shouted at Hoffa in half-baked English, "Is this the monster you raised?"

Sphinx looked at Hoffa, "Do you know him?"

Hoffa nodded slowly.

"But he doesn't seem to know you."

Sphinx smiled and said, "Do you think he is wise and foolish, or is he well-developed and simple-minded?"

Hoffa didn't answer this question. Although he probably knew the answer, Krum over there had already drew out his wand and looked very alert.

Sphinx turned his head and looked at Victor Krum: "Hey, young man from the north, tell me—everything always smiles, something never sleeps, something borrowed Clothes will accompany you for half of your life."

Viktor Krum pointed at Sphinx with his magic wand and said loudly: "You can only pass here if you defeat it. Is the trophy behind you?"

"Answer my question, young man."

Sphinx said lazily.

"Smash it all!"

Viktor Krum waved his wand, and a spell rushed out of his wand, but after touching Sphinx's body, it disappeared without a trace.

The Sphinx flicked his finger calmly, and then turned from static, like a lioness preying on a gazelle, and instantly pounced on it. The fast Hoffa didn't react, and he waved his magic wand Victor. Krum was lifted upside down in the blink of an eye. His wand was thrown away, and he rolled to Hoffa's footsteps grunting.

"Answer the question."

The Sphinx shook the thigh of the legendary Seeker, face to face, and said irresistibly.

"Do you know the answer?"

"monster..."

Krum hung upside down, staring at Sphinx angrily, his eyes as if he could breathe fire.

"It seems I don't know anymore, and you don't seem like a person who likes to use your brain."

It sniffed Viktor Krum’s thigh, as if sniffing some extremely delicious food: "It's really strong, you must be delicious..."

After all, it opened its mouth, and the delicate lips that were originally as young as a young woman opened wider and wider, revealing the unusually sharp teeth behind it, just like a real lion, and finally big enough to beat Victor Crewe. The extent to which Mu’s head was stuffed in.

At this time, Victor Krum's face turned pale in shock, his teeth trembled slightly, and he didn't speak.

"moon."

A voice came from below, interrupting Sphinx's cannibalism. It was taken aback and lowered its head quite displeased.

Hoffa looked at Viktor Krum worriedly, and he took a step forward and said again: "Moon."

"The answer is accurate, but that's not your question."

The Sphinx carried the boy and said coldly: "The person who answers the wrong riddle will be eaten by me and disappear into the maze. This is the rule."

"Then you have to pay attention to the one that comes first, I'll come first." Hoffa said: "Why don't you respect me? Ask him questions first."

Sphinx was taken aback, and the look in Hoffa's eyes became strange. One person and one beast looked at each other for a long while, and finally, Sphinx relied on his eyes first, and its mouth returned to its original shape.

"It doesn't seem to work now... you are right, now I have more important guests..."

It lifted the huge lion's claw under it and threw Victor Krum out of the circular labyrinth, just like throwing garbage.

Then, the Sphinx straightened its paws and stood up solemnly, just like its famous sculpture in Egypt, its voice changed from an ethereal female voice to a rumbling roar:

"The years go by, as a servant,

From the first time I met Hera of Mount Ida,

Wandering in the labyrinth of Zagreos.

Endure her dark and vicious curse,

Completed her **** red feast,

Uphold the sacred flame of wisdom and knowledge,

I am finally free,

Named after the priest Sphinx holding the canon in his hand,

I can see through the villains and hypocrites at a glance,

The incompetent and the incompetent have nowhere to hide in my eyes,

If anyone can solve my puzzle,

Then I will give him some small help,

However, only true heroes are qualified to answer my questions. "

It flicked its sharp lion claws, and gently stroked Hoffa's chin to his heart with a machete-like claw tip, and licked its lips: "Are you?"

"What are you going to ask me?"

Hoffa took a step back, avoided the sharp claws of Sphinx, and asked slightly sarcastically, "Four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs at night?"

"Hahahahahahaha~"

Sphinx laughed happily, in a very pleasant voice:

"As everyone knows, I asked Oedipus this question, but that is only one of my ten million questions. In fact, everyone encounters different problems. You are not Oedipus, so naturally I will not ask you. The same problem as him."

"Come on then."

Hoffa shrugged confidently: "I am Ravenclaw. There is no riddle in the world that can stop me."

"Naturally, I know the rules of your college."

There was a mischievous light in Sphinx's eyes: "So I don't intend to use a simple riddle to get you through like Oedipus or other people."

"Oh?" Hoffa raised an eyebrow unexpectedly: "Then what do you want to ask me?"

Sphinx moved slowly, and it circled Hoffa with a very graceful posture, looking up and down at him:

"I want to ask you, why do people make things like mazes? Guess what."

"Why build a maze, of course, is to trap people in it." Hoffa said naturally.

"Why trap people in a maze."

Sphinx asked again: "If you want to trap people, why not just make a cage?"

The problem became more difficult, Hoffa frowned, rubbed his chin in front of the Sphinx's hand and turned a few times. After a long thought, he stopped and said slowly:

"It's too straightforward, and... if it's a cage, people outside can see it. If it's a maze, people outside can't see it. In other words, it's hard to see."

"So."

Sphinx lay on the ground and looked at him with a smile.

"So what is closed in the labyrinth is something that cannot be seen by outsiders, it is something that is invisible. It is not allowed to be seen by outsiders, nor can it be allowed to go out."

Hoffa said slowly, his tone becoming more solemn.

"Quite accurate summary."

Sphinx licked his paw, "But, what is the shame? There is nothing new under the sun. In this world, it doesn't seem strange what happens."

"Criminal."

Hoffa thought for a moment and replied: "For criminals, society generally uses prisons and cages to isolate them.

But if the criminal wants to hide his crime, he will build a maze instead of simply building a cage. Because they don't want to commit crimes to others. "

"It's very close, and Sphinx immediately asked again: "But, what is a crime? "

It smiled and said: "In the era when I was born, my mother was Ecard, and my father was her son, Otterhus, the two-headed dog. They did this, in the eyes of the people at the time, It seems normal.

But today, it's almost a madman's behavior. "

After a pause, Sphinx said again: "Five thousand years ago, it was the norm to use violence to control violence with a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, and the murderer would be respected, but now it is forbidden to kill.

Five hundred years ago, under the control of the church, drinking on this land was a crime, but nowadays, wine can be bought everywhere.

A hundred years ago, it was normal for women all over the world to marry at the age of fifteen, but now, if you take a fifteen-year-old, it is a crime.

Then I would like to ask this smart Ravenclaw, what is a crime and what is shameful? "

The question became more and more acute, and Sphinx pressed harder every step of the way. A trace of sweat oozes from Hoffa's forehead. He frowned in contemplation for a long time and replied:

"Different eras have different rules. That is the product of the era and the environment. You can't apply the past time to the present. This in itself violates the law of time and is too one-sided."

"Aren't the rules a lie?"

Sphinx chuckled softly, his expression extremely teased.

Click!

Hoffa's eyes widened suddenly, and he took a step back like a lightning strike.

Sphinx’s words opened the fig leaf of his soul, and for a time countless broken pictures flashed in front of him. It was the moon on the Black Lake fifty years ago. It was the dragon of nothingness and Grindelwald’s madness. It was Reckless self-destruction.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought of Aglaia and Chloe again, of the **** of nightmares, of the mystery of death, and of his promise to others.

He looked at Sphinx's almond-like eyes, a certain kind of enlightenment appeared in his heart, and finally shook his head: "No, the rules are not lies."

"Oh? I would like to hear the details."

Sphinx looked curious.

Hoffa walked a few steps with his hands on the ground and raised his head: "Regardless of time and place, rules will exist. When the old rules are broken, new rules will be born. Even in the most wild years, there will be the weak and the strong. Even in the most primitive time and space, there are death and rebirth. Even the most chaotic universe has a beginning and an end. What is driving the planet to move, what is controlling the electric light, what is controlling birth, aging, sickness and death, those are all rules.

Let me say that rules are not lies, rules are rules, and rules are the most powerful force in the world. "

Sphinx lay down, his claws propped his head:

"But wouldn't it be very free without rules? Wouldn't it be pleasurable to break the rules?"

"But the consequences will produce a lot of monsters."

Hoffa looked at Sphinx, "Just like you."

Sphinx snapped his nose: "So will you maintain the rules now?"

"I have been blinded by nothingness, but yes, I will." He said categorically.

"I'm satisfied, hehehehehehe~"

In the night, Sphynx laughed with a very strange voice, he propped up his body, and the huge lion claw rested on Hoffa.

The huge magical power flowed, the wind was strong, the bushes in the maze rustled, and the leaves danced wildly.

Tiny spots of light leaked out of Hoffa's body. Those were tiny water mist, the septic medicine that Nicol Lemay injected into his body.

Under the shining of the moonlight, Hoffa’s wounds healed quickly, and a huge and sharp aura climbed in the maze. Under the action of that aura, the moonlight was stained with a bright red, becoming a veritable blood. month.

After helping Hoffa clear the septic potions in his body, Sphinx made a way for him, bowed his head and said: "You are a real warrior, go and find the hidden secret in the maze."