Chapter 413

The green fire devoured him, and when Hoffa reappeared, he stood on the smooth sunken wood floor with a simple three ring lamp on his head. The house is quiet, there is not much sound.

The wall clock in the room is shaking slowly. The Iron Eagle Statue on the wall clock sees him and nods to him. Hoffa also nodded to the statue. The statue stretched out its wings and pointed to the stairs - a wedding present from his statue steward, ADBE goshak.

Hoffa walked up the stairs. At the corner of the stairs hung a row of moving old photos, which he and Miranda had taken before their marriage, including Rome, Antarctica, South American jungle and Tibet. He was so busy that he didn't have time to care until he received Dumbledore's letter. He hasn't ventured or gone on holiday with his family for fifteen years.

At a door on the second floor, he heard the faint sound of water.

Hoffa pushed the door open.

Inside the door sat a girl with long brown hair. She was about 13 years old. She was lying in front of a big fish tank. Her black eyes were staring big and carefully observed. The sound of water comes from the fish tank.

Hoffa: Chloe

"Shh..."

the girl quickly put her finger on her lips to keep him quiet. Hoffa didn't speak.

After a while, the girl waved to Hoffa, "Dad, look."

"Chloe..." Hoffa gently closed the door of her daughter's room, went to the end of her side, touched her long brown hair: "brother didn't come back?"

"No, come and see."

The girl waved to him without raising her head.

Hoffa put his head next to the fish tank, with his daughter's little head. On the reef in the fish tank, there is a small and strange colorful seahorse, swimming and dancing, with a pair of wings behind it.

With every flap of its wings, there will be bits and pieces of debris falling off its wings, which is very beautiful.

"Winged seahorse." The girl whispered, "you see, it's dancing."

"I see it."

Hoffa said he gave the fish tank to his daughter on her 11th birthday. He naturally knows that the species in the aquarium, pterygopanax, is a magical and beautiful creature. When the male matures, it will grow a pair of beautiful dorsal fins, which are rich in nutrition. During courtship, the pair of dorsal fins will disintegrate and become nutrients, attracting the female pterygopanax to mate.

Sure enough, after a while, a timid female winged seahorse crept out from behind the reef and swam slowly to the debris under the male seahorse.

Chloe grabbed Hoffa's arm excitedly and suppressed his excitement in a low voice: "it's going to start... It's going to start..."

sure enough, when the female seahorse was enjoying the nutrients on the wings of the male seahorse, he saw the male seahorse sliding down quickly and biting the back of the female seahorse.

The female seahorse immediately resisted. After a scuffle, she was defeated by the male seahorse. She was pressed under her body and began to do something indescribable.

Hoo...

after watching the mating of winged seahorse, Chloe straightens up and gives a satisfied praise. Then, she asks Hoffa, "Dad, is that what you did to mom?"

Hoffa had a black line. "I don't have one."

"How did I get here?"

"I picked it up." Hoffa said at once, adding at the end, "in the dump."

"Cut." Chloe said immediately, "it's OK for you to cheat your brother with such words, but you can't cheat me."

Hoffa curled his mouth, touched her hair and asked, "why didn't you go to class today?"

"Ask for leave, so as not to lose face."

The girl said faintly. She leaned back in front of the fish tank and said, "that guy in West Xavier will make a joke and make me lose face. I won't let my friends know that guy is my brother."

Hoffa was in a cold sweat. His daughter had expected what would happen, but he knew nothing about it. Did he pay too little attention to his son?

Then Chloe drew a circle on the fish tank with her finger and asked, "Dad, don't you really want to tell me how I got here?"

"You'll know when you grow up." Said Hoffa.

"But I really wonder why my brother's body is different from mine." She asked in confusion.

"You're a girl."

Hoffa said, thinking that his daughter is also old, after the bath can't save trouble, score open wash.

"Why are girls different from boys?" Chloe asked again.

"Born." Hoffa shrugged.

"Why are they born different?" Chloe asked again.

"Because...

Hoffa scratched his head, and he didn't know why. But his eldest daughter will always have all kinds of strange questions to ask him, and it's always a why followed by a bunch of whys, which makes him headache. And some shame, this is not, that pair of big eyes staring at himself, waiting for his answer, let him feel as a father's dignity is losing in time.Fortunately, the people who came out of the siege appeared.

There was a crackling sound outside the door.

Then there was a lot of noise, "let me go, mom, if you drag me like this again, my hair will fall out!"!! Oh, God, do you know how long I've been combing my hair today? "

Chloe in front of the fish tank turned his mouth and said in disgust, "ha, the fool is back."

Hoffa sighed. Yes, it was his own son who didn't run away.

He left Chloe's room and saw a black magic flying car parked outside. A beautiful young woman with short hair pulled a little boy out of the car. She had black sunglasses on her face and a small black leather bag in her hand. Her lips were tight. Her other hand was hanging in the air, carrying a little boy's back neck clothes, and the child twisted around in her hand like a monkey.

The front door of the car opened, and the young man came out of the cab. The young man was dressed strangely. Most of his body was silver metal structure, and only a small part was flesh and blood.

The young man caught up with the young woman and begged, "come on, elder sister. He's still young and doesn't know anything."

"Uncle, help me! My mother is going to kill me As soon as the wriggling boy saw that the young man was pleading for him, he immediately began to shout.

As soon as the young man saw that the boy was tearful and distressed, he quickly squatted down and said, "Oh, my good nephew, if you hit someone, you will hit someone. At least you should learn the forgetting curse first. After the next fight, you should apply the forgetting curse to them, so that they won't report..."

"Miller!"

Miranda was annoyed by the two nephews. She kicked the young man and said, "get back to your car. If you dare to instill some junk ideas into him again, believe it or not, I'll tear down your broken parts!"

"Ah, ah, ah."

Miller was kicked, some of them covered their waist, and got into the magic flying car with a long sigh. He started the car, then poked his head out of the glass window and yelled to the boy: "remember, forget curse, forget all..."

bang!!

A spell blew on Miller's door and broke the glass. Miller drove his magic car and ran away.

As soon as the young man left, Miranda angrily threw the bear child with dark eyes and even nosebleed on the sofa, picked up his magic wand and was about to beat him. The boy immediately jumped down from the sofa, scurrying around and ran around the house nimbly, with a high speed. While running, he laughed: "you can't catch me, you can't catch me..."

Hoffa saw Miller driving away, sighed helplessly, turned down the stairs and stopped the boy.

The boy playing hide and seek with his mother ran into Hoffa's belly. He looked up and saw a heavily backlit face.

"Dad...!" The boy's body trembled and his eyes turned straight: "why did you leave work early...

when Miranda saw Hoffa appear, she threw her bag, collapsed on the sofa and covered her face with anger and fatigue.

"Wait for me in my room." Hoffa calmly said to his son, "if you sneak away, I'll give you to your grandfather and keep you until Christmas."

Grandfather.

Sizewell shuddered at the thought of ADBE gossack's poker face. He said with a smile, "no, Dad."

"Follow me again?"

Hoffa was about to fight, and sizeville was surprised. Like a loach, he slipped under his arm and ran to the second floor.

When his son left, Hoffa came to the sofa and sat beside Miranda. Miranda couldn't help murmuring, "I'm so angry."

"It's a big deal. I'm so angry." Hoffa comforted Miranda: "it's normal for children to fight."

"It's normal!" Miranda stood up, crossed his waist excitedly, and walked around the living room, complaining: "he threw a sophomore into the Black Lake and hung two Slytherin freshmen on a branch. With six bear kids like him, he set up a new generation League. He fought with a few pure blood kids on the train. All the way from England to Scotland, his newly bought school uniform was torn. During the ceremony, he ran to the branch yard barehanded.... "

the more he said, the more angry Miranda was, and tears were coming down.

"I know. You have a fighter for equality." Hoffa said quietly.

"Bullshit, he just likes to fight. If he doesn't fight for a day, he'll feel sick all over." Miranda said: "do you know how many times he fought this year, 37 times, once in three days on average, which was only discovered by me!"

Hoffa looked at his angry wife and suddenly wanted to laugh. If you let others know that director Miranda, who has always been calm and extraordinary, was angry and cried by his son at home, I don't know how many eyeballs would be shocked.

He took Miranda dangling in his arms and gave her a kiss: "honey, isn't that the same as you?"

"I'm not like him!" Miranda's voice dropped.

"Who said no, you were more mischievous than him in the first grade?" Hoffa fingered his wife's lips.Miranda glared at him, softened and hugged him by the neck. "What can I do? He's so naughty."

Hoffa smiles, points, slams the upstairs door, and Chloe screams.

"I've given you a day off, and we're going out to dinner tonight," he said at Miranda's temples

Miranda was surprised. "What about the meeting?"

"I've had someone else take over." Hoffa looked into Miranda's eyes and sighed, "it's all my fault. I spend too little time with you."

Miranda gently kisses Hoffa on the cheek, fondly touches his white hair on his temples, but suggests: "no, he made a mistake, you have to take him out to dinner, he will feel that what he did is right."

Hoffa patted Miranda on the back of the hand and said, "I'll talk to him."

With that, he got up from the sofa and went to the second floor.

Upstairs, sizewell was watching through the crack of the door. When he saw his father coming up, he slammed the door. But Hoffa couldn't help it. He took out the spare key and opened the room.

Sizewell in the room let out a short shriek and hid under the bed.

Hoffa lay by the bed and looked at his son. "Do you know it's dirty under the bed?"

"I'll wash the clothes myself, you don't care." Cried sizewell.

"You don't have a girl like that." Hoffa calmly pointed out: "dirty, smelly and fighting, your sister does not like to see you."

"Who wants her to see me, I don't like her!" "And I'm very popular among girls. Don't worry about it," sizewell said angrily

"Ha, just blow it." Chloe didn't know when he came to the door, leaned against the wall, nibbled at the apple, and said, "last week you confessed to Lilith next door and was rejected. You thought I didn't know."

"Ah!" Under the bed, sizewell's face was bleeding. He crawled shamefully out of the floor, waved his fist and yelled, "Chloe, I hate you!"

Hoffa volleys and holds his son in his hand. He still looks at Chloe angrily. Chloe shrugged, "boor." With that, she closed the door and left leisurely.

"I wasn't rejected, she just needed time to think about it." Sizewell flushed and yelled at his father as if to prove something.

Hoffa patted the dust on his ass and put him on the bed. "It's not right to hit people. How many times do you have to tell you before you understand?"

"You didn't see it. They did it first!" Xavier hugged his arm and said indignantly, "the Clarks and the Malfoys insulted the new generation of witches and used curses on them. Time and time again, they even couldn't eat. That's why I did it!"

Hoffa raised his eyebrow: "what, do you want to be a hero?"

"You don't care, of course I want to be a hero!" The little boy waved his fist excitedly: "I'll knock down all those people I can't stand!"

Hoffa sat by his son's bed, looking at the little boy with a black face and a black nose beside him, suddenly he felt something. In a flash, after years, he is old.

He touched Xavier's head and said, "since you want to be a hero, I'll tell you a story."

"Well? Good As soon as West Xavier heard the story, he forgot everything. He came to the spirit and put his feet on the bed excitedly.

Hoffa thought for a moment and said, "this is the story of a king and a wizard. Once upon a time as like as two peas, he was born in the palace, and at that time, the wizard was not everywhere like now. "

, sitting at his son's bedside, told the story of the west, and from his innate birth, he told him that he saw all the faces of the ladies in the same place as the faces of the different ladies, and changed the faces of all the ladies in the same place. His bodyguards are treated differently because of their height, which makes all bodyguards the same height. Finally, he offended his father and was put in a high tower.

Hearing this, sizewell laughed and said excitedly, "are you going to lock me up, dad?"

Hoffa shook his head with a smile and continued to tell the story, "from the prince to his escape from the manor, to his meeting Slytherin, to learning magic, to fighting with Gryffindor. Finally, I will marry the queen. "

Sizewell's mouth watered when he heard this, as if the man who married the beautiful queen was himself.

But Hoffa's words changed again. He talked about the conspiracy of the Pope, and then he ascended the throne and killed all sides. Finally, he saw the inequality of all living beings, and finally gave up his throne and went to seclusion in the mountains. Then he was born again, built a forbidden library, abandoned by his friends, and finally cursed by Slytherin.

When he heard this, Xavier became very confused.

But Hoffa still did not stop. He made up a self, changed the protagonist of the story into another person, narrated some strange things about Silby and his energy from beginning to end, and finally killed him in the white light and shouting.At the end of the story, how long time has passed, but sizewell's expression is dull.

After a long time, he asked Hoffa, "what's the name of the king? Why have I never heard of him?"

"Just like you." Hoffa replied.

"Just like me!" Xavier was shocked.

Huo FA FA said: "the master of the previous generation in your name has the spirit of genius, but he voluntarily confines himself to the mortal body, and finally gives everything to the world. I think the reason why a person is a hero is not that he enjoys more freedom, but that he sees more restrictions. "

There was a struggle on sizewell's face. His eyes dodged and he didn't want to look his father in the eyes.

Hoffa touched his head: "if you want to be a hero, you have to learn to be restrained first. Control your anger, control your impulses. Even your emotions. "

"I see." Sizewell's head was down and his voice was as soft as a mosquito's.

Hoffa saw that his son's eyes were calm, so he was ready to leave. But just as he left the room, sizewell stopped him.

"Dad, what about you?"

Hoffa turned his head and looked at his son in bewilderment.

"What's the matter with me?" Sizewell said seriously, "if any king is a great hero, what about you? Are you a hero?"

Hoffa couldn't help laughing, he said with a smile: "no one can boast that he is a hero."

But Xavier was not reconciled, he said: "I heard my sister and friends say that you are the youngest Minister of magic in history, and also the only Minister of Magic who has been re elected for three terms. You have ended the war, and you have been working for more than ten years. Are you a great hero?"

"What do you think?" Hoffa asked his son with a smile, do you think I am?

"No," said Xavier flatly, "you only take my sister and I out once a year, and you only have dinner at home once a week. It's too little and not great at all."

Hoffa's heart was stirred, and he squatted down with apology, touching his little head with chestnut curls: "forgive me, sizewell. At the end of my term, I'll take you out for a good trip and come back for dinner every night. "

"Good." Said sizewell pleasantly.

"But the premise is that you have to restrain yourself as I said, OK?"

"Don't worry. I will do what I promise you."

Sizewell patted himself on the chest very manly and said, stinky, but also serious.

Hoffa held him in his arms: "thank you, sizewell."

Hiding in his father's arms, the boy was stiff at first, but soon he rubbed Hoffa's chin with his soft hair. The backhand hugged him and asked in a very small voice, "Dad, don't you really feel like a hero?"

"Don't you think..."

Hoffa held his son and said peacefully, "I'm not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person."

Xavier looked disappointed. He murmured: "Oh..."

seeing him so disappointed, Hoffa's mouth turned up slightly. He kissed his son's hair and said in a very low voice: "but actually, I still have a secret identity. Do you want to know?"

Sizewell's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked in a secret like a thief, "ah!! What identity? "

Hoffa said sternly, "if I tell you, you must promise that I can't tell anyone."

Sizewell nodded hard, his excited nose enlarged.

He held out his little finger. "If you don't believe it, let's pull the hook."

Hoffa hooked his son's little finger.

He bent down and whispered in his ear:

"I'm a legend."

（TheEnd）