"You just want to find the real murderer of your father through this mission, don't you?"
When Hoffa asked this question, Ossivia fell into a long silence.
In the empty classroom, she stared at the old newspaper for a long time. Then, she reached out and pulled the newspaper down, folded it, and stuffed it into her bag.
"You don't know what happened."
"Am I right?"
"Yes," Ossivia said calmly, without much shame.
"That's your own business." Hoffa shrugged.
"Your family is dead. It's natural for you to seek revenge, but that has nothing to do with me."
"I need a teaching assistant. Dumbledore recommended you to me." Ossivia looked at Hoffa's shoulder and said,
"I also think it's easier to trust you than others."
"I don't trust you, Professor Romanov," Hoffa said coldly.
"I think you're like an unstable time bomb. You don't really care about the life and death of others. Also, you've never told me the truth."
With that, Hoffa turned and left.
Ossivia raised her voice. "I promise, I don't need you to do any dangerous work for me. I just don't want any other student to become a teaching assistant and know the inside story of my work."
Her words made Hoffa laugh in anger. He turned around abruptly and raised a finger.
"Have you ever asked me for my opinion? Since the day you saw me during the summer vacation, have you ever asked me for my opinion?"
"Go ahead." Ossivia took a step back.
Hoffa said, "You know what? I won't help you find some forbidden library or hide some unspeakable secret. I don't care.
I don't care about supreme treasures or supreme power. I hate death. It's that simple. "
With that, Hoffa turned and strode to the door.
This time, Ossivia Romanov didn't stop him.
She stood in place, motionless.
Bang!
Hoffa pushed the door open.
The two figures who were huddled against the wall jumped back.
The infuriated Hoffa was greatly shocked. Aglaea and Miranda had stuck their ears to the door and eavesdropped on them!
After the shock, Hoffa became even angrier.
"Are you two crazy?!"
Hoffa gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice before striding forward.
Miranda and Aglaia smiled at each other and chased after him.
Miranda ridiculed, "I was wondering why the beautiful teacher was looking for you! But it seems like there's some conflict between you two. "
Aglaea, on the other hand, wandered around Hoffa excitedly like a spinning top or a dog looking for its tail.
"Wow, what big secret does the school have? What kind of library is that? What's that? Miranda, have you heard of it? "
Miranda shook her head, "I know there's a library in Hogwarts, and there's a forbidden book section in the library, but I don't know what a library is."
"Tell me, tell me! Hoffa. "
Aglaia turned in front of Hoffa and walked backwards.
"Move, move."
Hoffa pushed Aglaia to the side and quickened his pace.
Aglaia, who was pushed away, wasn't angry at all. Her eyes were full of curiosity and uncontrollable excitement.
"Wow, what kind of inside story is this? Unspeakable secret? Unparalleled treasure? Endless power."
Hoffa turned and walked up the stairs, trying to get rid of the annoying spinning top from the other side.
But Aglaia ran in front of Hoffa again and started walking backwards up the stairs. As if she had eyes on the back of her head, she was always able to accurately avoid the crowd. She was almost begging.
"Aiya, you see, I've never begged you before. This time, I'll reluctantly beg you. Just tell me what that Forbidden Art Library is, okay?"
Hoffa turned around in annoyance and grabbed her by the collar and pressed her against the stairs. He said sternly, "Don't walk in front of me, I don't know!
Also, this matter has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with us. Don't get involved in this matter, it's very dangerous! "
"How dangerous?"
Aglaia didn't back down. Instead, she became even more curious.
"You don't understand human language?"
Hoffa glared at her fiercely, let go of her, and walked up to the sixth floor.
Aglaia wanted to chase after him, but Miranda pulled her back. She shook her head, indicating that Aglaia shouldn't ask any more questions.
Aglaia stomped her feet unwillingly. She hugged her arms and sulked.
When they were near the common lounge, she waved her fist behind Hoffa in an aggressive manner and whispered, "Don't worry about it.
"I can find out even if you don't tell me, bastard!"
Time passed, and the first month of Hoffa's second year came to an end.
The weather began to turn from warm to cold. Scotland's late autumn came as expected, and endless rain began to fall from the castle. The edge of the hunting ground was muddy. From afar, Hoffa could see a large number of Aura patrolling around the Forbidden Forest regardless of rain or shine.
In the school.
The teaching assistants of the various teachers were selected one after another.
But Tom Riddle was still the center of attention. No one in the entire second year could compare to him. He was in the limelight for a while.
Originally, Hoffa thought that Miranda could become the second teaching assistant, but that wasn't the case.
Dumbledore did not choose Miranda to be his teaching assistant. Although Miranda was able to withstand the flames from the steel armor with a shield spell for a whole minute, Dumbledore did not choose Miranda to be his teaching assistant.
But Dumbledore chose a seventh year Hufflepuff to be his assistant.
Aglaia also didn't become a teaching assistant. Or it could be said that her interest had completely shifted away from being a teaching assistant. She was now wholeheartedly focused on the so-called Forbidden Magic Library. In her words, a wizard who didn't want to learn magic wasn't a good wizard.
Hoffa didn't want to care about what she was doing. In the past month, he spent most of his time studying, especially on the study of magic spells.
He didn't know why, but Hoffa couldn't cast a Shield Spell while the other students around him could cast it quite well.
Aglaia said that Hoffa wasn't focused enough and that his mind had wandered during the summer vacation. Now that he was reduced to a third-rate student, he was no longer her opponent.
Miranda, on the other hand, thought that Hoffa wasn't stressed enough and lacked a clear target, so he couldn't cast a Magic Spell.
The evening of October 15th.
Hoffa was doing his homework for magic spells in the common room. He was mainly studying Shield Spell.
Miranda was lying on her side, flipping through a 1938 Superman comic. No one knew where she got it from, but she was giggling as she flipped through it.
At this time, the door to the common room suddenly opened. Two second-year boys walked in with a thick book that was half a meter long in their arms.
"Where should I put it?" The boy asked while panting.
"Put it there, on the table. See? Yes, yes, yes."
Aglaia followed behind them and directed them.
Bang!
The two boys put the thick book in front of Hoffa.
The table shook, and the ink bottle on Hoffa's table was almost knocked over by the book.
"Is there anything else you need help with?" The boy asked.
"No, no, you guys are too nice." Aglaia waved her hand indifferently.
"Heehee."
The two boys rubbed their hands and left while chatting and laughing with a joyful expression.
"What is this?"
Hoffa raised his head in shock and looked at the big brick book.
Aglaia sat down, crossed her arms and proudly said: "Humph, Hogwarts, a history of the school, the oldest, most complete, the rarest edition, and a handwritten edition."
Miranda stood up and exclaimed: "My god, where did you find this antique?"
"I had to ask Slughorn for an autograph to get it from the forbidden area!"
"Just to find the library?"
Hoffa couldn't believe it. He rarely saw Aglaia alone with him in the past month.
"That's right. None of the other history books mentioned the Forbidden Art Library. But guess what I discovered in this book."
She couldn't hide her pride as she flipped open the book.
The pages were rotten to the point that they were almost broken into pieces. Not only that, the more she turned, the more broken the pages were. When she turned to the last few pages, Aglaia had to use her fingers to piece the broken pages together.
"Listen carefully." She moved her fingers on the page.
"When Hogwarts was first established, it was more than a hundred years ago. (It's written here because it was more than a thousand years ago when this book was compiled. Aglaia said)
That was the most chaotic time in the European Wizarding World. In that era, in order to win the Wizarding War, all kinds of talents and wizards came out in large numbers, and all kinds of dangerous, terrifying, and evil spells emerged one after another.
Then the war ended. The three great magic schools were established.
For the sake of peace in the European Wizarding World, the founders of the three great magic schools gathered together in the first Goblet of Fire, intending to burn all the extremely dangerous ancient forbidden spells used during the war.
But as a wizard, the pain of burning knowledge was unimaginable. After burning most of the dangerous forbidden spells, the leaders of each school had a fierce dispute.
Some insisted on destroying all of them, while others thought that they shouldn't, because wizards who blasphemed against knowledge didn't have a good ending.
In the end, the first headmaster of Hogwarts proposed to build the safest library in Europe, where the ancient forbidden spells would be sealed.
No wizard would ever be able to find a safe place. His proposal was approved by others.
Later, after the library was built, one of the four leaders of Hogwarts, Ravenclaw, made a key to the library.
He divided it into three parts and gave it to the first headmasters of the three schools.
The headmaster of Hogwarts.
The headmaster of Boothbottom.
The headmaster of Durmstrang.
The headmasters of the three great magic schools jointly protected the secret of the library and made an unbreakable oath that no one would reveal the secret.
Thus, peace was restored to the world. "
After saying that, she looked at Hoffa and Miranda excitedly.
"What do you think? This library of forbidden spells really exists."
Miranda said, "Ugh, what a happy ending. It sounds like a children's bedtime story. It's not real at all. "
Hoffa just stared at her. "And then?"
"And then?"
Aglaia couldn't believe it. She leaned over and whispered, "There's a hidden library in Europe, and there's endless knowledge in it. Oh my god, we must find it! "
"Even if there's a library, why do we have to find it?" Miranda said worriedly.
"Come on, are you still a wizard? Do you know what endless knowledge means? "
Aglaia's eyes flashed with fanaticism.
Hoffa had seen this kind of expression several times. She used to look like this when she saw the Centaur's writing in the Forbidden Forest.
"Endless knowledge, endless power, we can do whatever we want," Aglaia said.
"I'll do whatever I want. What do you want?" Huo Fa asked coldly.
"Listen, if we find this library. We can definitely find many, many powerful spells. Maybe if we learn one of them, we can make that Malfoy kneel in front of us and call us daddy! We can even defeat that Tom Riddle who knows curses without any effort. "
As she said this, her face flushed with excitement. It was as if she was seeing this scene really happening in front of her eyes.
But after she finished speaking, Miranda looked at her worriedly. "That's why you're looking for the library?"
"Huh?"
Aglaia restrained her excitement and closed the book unhappily. "What else? “
She said coldly and bumped Hoffa with her shoulder. "What do you think? Hoffa, how about we go find the library? "
Hoffa didn't care about Aglaia's simple and evil request.
He thought for a moment.
"What do we use to find it? The records clearly say that this library needs three keys to open it. We don't have the keys, and we don't know where the library is. What you said is just a fantasy. "
Aglaia thought for a moment and had an idea. "We can ask that beautiful new teacher. Didn't she tell you a lot about the library? She even asked you to be her assistant. Just promise her that you'll sacrifice yourself a little and get something. "
"Enough!"
Hoffa pushed the big book in front of her away and said angrily, "You're only 12 years old. What do you know? Don't get yourself into trouble, okay!?"
"Hey! Why are you so timid? "
Aglaia took Hoffa's hand away from the thick book and stood up angrily. "Where's your passion from last year? Do you know how long I've been looking for this book? "
Hoffa: "What passion did I have last year!?"
Miranda quickly stood up. "Aglaia."
"You too!"
She fiercely interrupted Miranda.
Then, she painfully rubbed her hair and stomped her feet. "You've all changed, you've all changed! You've all lost your adventurous spirit! "
After that, she picked up the thick book and ran into the dormitory without looking back.
The fire in the fireplace crackled. Watching Aglaia's back disappear, Hoffa shook his head and sighed. This girl, she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't find something to do for a day.
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