Hoffa didn't know why Aglaia was in Ravenclaw. He did not even know why everyone who came into contact with him in Ravenclaw thought that he was Gryffindor.
Fortunately, the little girl's temper came and went quickly. During Halloween, Aglaia reluctantly returned to normal and was willing to go to school and eat with her two "coward" friends.
Of course, she still couldn't forget the library. Hoffa heard from Miranda that she often studied the history of the Hogwarts alone at night until midnight.
In November, after Halloween, pumpkins floated around the castle and piled up in front of the door. Everywhere there was a dim yellow hue.
There were all kinds of candles stuffed in the pumpkins' mouths. Some of the pumpkins would even whine when the wizard passed by.
Of course, this level of whining only made a group of girls giggle and walk by with their arms crossed.
Hoffa always thought that the girls' screams were also a way to attract boys to play with them.
His two friends were an anomaly among girls.
Aglaia pretended to be an ordinary girl in front of others, but in reality, she never bothered to attract boys. She was only interested in the unknown.
In her words, the known world was boring.
Miranda, most of the time, she was just joking. Maybe it was because there were no teleportation portals to destroy in the Hogwarts this year. So there was nothing to attract her interest anymore. She always maintained a 30% interest in everything.
As for Halloween, she also maintained a state of muddling through.
However, it was Halloween night.
When Hoffa and the other two walked through the corridor filled with jack-o '-lanterns and armored knights, past the bright pearl of the Hogwarts, and entered the auditorium, they saw two groups of people facing each other in the middle of the auditorium.
Their expressions were as serious as robbers fighting in a small town in the American West.
On one side was Gryffindor, wearing a red school uniform, and on the other side was Slytherin, wearing a dark green school uniform.
The Gryffindor group had uncontrollable rage on their faces, while Slytherin had a mocking expression. The first to bear the brunt were Tom Riddle and Malfoy.
"Despicable scum, you dare to come in when I'm here?"
A burly Gryffindor boy asked fiercely. He had a shining emblem on his chest. He was Gryffindor's prefect.
"Prefect, bah."
Malfoy sneered.
"If you can't win, then you're accusing us. We earned this position with our own abilities! Even Professor Mellors didn't say anything. What are you talking about? "
"You've got guts!"
The Gryffindor group took a step forward.
"Do you dare to duel?"
Malfoy said, holding Tom Riddle by the shoulder.
The Gryffindor group took another step back.
"What happened?" Hoffa, who was watching, asked Miranda.
"I don't know." Miranda shook her head.
Aglaia sneered.
"Hmph, dogs biting each other. I heard that Slytherin's Tom Riddle used his position as a teacher's assistant to forcefully search Gryffindor's common room. This caused Gryffindor to retaliate, and now Gryffindor is causing trouble. "
Hoffa was shocked. Slytherin's people forcefully searched Gryffindor's common room.
He looked at the angry red-robed wizards and thought to himself, this is something I've never heard of before. But does a teacher's assistant really have that much power?
At the banquet, Gryffindor and Slytherin were still at daggers drawn. As they ate, they started throwing sweets at each other.
However, this had nothing to do with Ravenclaw or Hoffa. While they were arguing, Hoffa was just calmly spreading meat sauce on his pie, drinking pumpkin juice and eating pudding.
Everything seemed so beautiful. Hoffa looked at the food and thought of the war outside. He couldn't help but be glad that he was living in a warm and peaceful environment.
After the meal, the blue-robed Ravenclaw group chatted and laughed as they prepared to return to their common room.
However, just as Hoffa and his group stepped onto the narrow bridge, they saw a group of wizards standing in front of the eagle ring in Ravenclaw's common room.
Upon closer inspection, they were wearing green robes and had proud expressions. They were Slytherin's group that had left the banquet early.
Slytherin's group slowly parted, and the tall and handsome Tom Riddle stood out with a smile. He first bowed to Ravenclaw's group and then said:
"After what happened last year, every corner of the castle needs to be thoroughly checked. Regarding the Dark — Magic — Spell. "
Tom Riddle's tone was slow as he looked at Hoffa's group and smiled.
The group of Slytherin behind him nodded in agreement.
Riddle continued, "I hope that you can help us open the door to the common room and save us some unnecessary trouble."
Ravenclaw, who was at the stairs, was stunned and then became furious.
"Dark magic?"
"Have you checked your own rooms?"
"Don't even think about it. Do you think we'll let a group of Slytherin into the common room?"
Aglaia frowned and stood out, "Riddle, are you a class leader? Who gave you the right to strut around in Ravenclaw's tower? "
"Ahem."
Riddle smiled faintly. He pointed at his chest, where there was a silver teaching assistant badge.
"I'm very sorry, Miss Dracath, but rules are rules. In fact, as an assistant, I have the right to do so. As for who gave me this right, I think it was Headmaster Dippet. "
Everyone was in an uproar and whispered to each other.
Hoffa did not expect that after Gryffindor was checked in the afternoon, it would be Ravenclaw's turn in the evening. Tom Riddle was really using his position to explore the Hogwarts without restraint.
"Then go in." Aglaia's face was pale, and she sneered through gritted teeth.
"As long as you idiots can answer the Eagle Ring's question."
"You!"
Slytherin was in an uproar. Malfoy was enraged by Aglaia's words and was about to walk out of the crowd.
But Tom Riddle raised his arm and calmly stopped the anger of the people behind him.
"I've long heard of the Ravenclaw common room's rules, and I happen to be interested in solving puzzles. If possible, I'd like to give it a try."
"Suit yourself."
After saying that coldly, Aglaia retreated into the crowd.
Tom Riddle walked forward, and the metal eagle spread its wings. But this time, the knight in the portrait did not kneel.
Eagle Ring asked, "The white father, the black son, the wingless bird, soars into the clouds, those who touch it cry and die in an instant."
This time, not only did the students of Slythrin Academy gasp, even the students of Ravenklaw Academy looked at each other in dismay.
Eagle Ring's question this time was far more difficult than any of the previous ones.
The Slytherin students all looked at Tom Riddle.
His face was pale, but he was not flustered. He swayed back and forth a few times on the spot. He was silent for more than ten seconds.
When he was silent, all the Ravenclaw and Slytherin students held their breaths.
Finally, Tom smiled coldly. He turned to look at Eagle Ring and said coldly, "Smoke."
The Slytherin students burst into applause, followed by enthusiastic whistles, as if they were as excited as if they had won the Quidditch School Championship.
Aglaia punched the wall angrily.
Ravenclaw's Eagle Ring retracted its wings, and the blue corridor in the common room opened up.
A group of Slytherins made a big fuss and tried to squeeze in, but were stopped by Tom Riddle.
"Wait for me here. Only come in when I let you in."
He ordered in a superior tone, and his eyes were cold. At this moment, he was no different from the future Black Devil King.
Ablaxus Malfoy also wanted to go in. He put his hand on Liddell's shoulder and acted as if he knew him best. But Liddell only glanced at his hand and made him withdraw his hand. He stood there awkwardly.
The Slytherin students and Ravenclaw watched Tom Riddle's back disappear into the blue corridor.
Several Ravenclaw students whispered angrily, "The sun must have risen from the west. When did the headmaster of Gryffindor find a Slytherin to be his teaching assistant?"
"Black Magic Defense. Damn it, this guy didn't even use Black Magic when he was running for teaching assistant. He used Curse Magic."
Aglaia muttered angrily, "A Black Wizard? I think he's a Black Wizard!"
"The headmaster of Ravenclaw is a Gryffindor!"
A new headmaster of Ravenclaw shook his head. "Everything is a mess. If Professor Ghoshak was still here, he would definitely not allow this guy to enter Ravenclaw's common room."
Hoffa's roommate, William, said, "God knows what this guy is doing in our common room."
Just as he finished speaking.
Boom!
Thick smoke mixed with flames suddenly rushed out of the corridor.
A loud explosion came from the door, as if someone had ignited a bomb in Ravenclaw's common room.
Ravenclaw and Slytherin screamed and squatted down with their hands on their heads.
The sudden change made Hoffa take two steps back.
The crowd screamed.
Then, Riddle's angry roar came from the corridor.
Bang!
A short sound interrupted Riddle's roar.
Hoffa's eyes widened. He had a bad feeling. That sound was too familiar.
He rushed into the common room without thinking.
At the same time, in the common room.
The scene was too shocking.
He saw Ravenclaw's statue fall to the ground.
He saw the bookshelf in the common room burning.
Billowing smoke mixed with fire licked every corner of the elegant blue room. Burning pieces of paper danced in the air. Huo Fa's ears were filled with pulsating hums, making him unable to hear anything except his own breathing.
Hoffa shook his head and forced himself into a meditative state.
His mind was clearer and calmer.
At this moment, a hoarse moan came from the corner.
The moan came from the girls' dormitory.
Hoffa covered his mouth and nose and rushed into the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory following the moan.
A tall figure flashed past and passed through the thick smoke. He knocked Hoffa's shoulder aside and disappeared into the wall.
At the position where he disappeared, Hoffa saw a huge hole caused by the explosion. Under the pressure, thick smoke rose and spiraled out of the room.
The moan brought Hoffa out of his shock. He slowly turned his head and saw a bloody palm.
Tom Riddle.
The future Great Demon King, the genius assistant of the Defense against Black Magic class.
He held his abdomen with his left hand and sat at the corner of the spiral staircase. He clutched his chest and spat out mouthfuls of blood.
The billowing flames shone on their pale faces.
Hoffa walked closer and squatted down to take a look.
Blood kept flowing out between Tom's fingers.
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