"The Four Great Founders wanted to destroy all these forbidden arts. They thought that this would end the conflict between humans. How naive. In fact, conflict is the eternal rhythm of humans."
A gentle voice came from behind them.
Hoffa and Ossivia were shocked and quickly turned their heads.
The dim moonlight shone on the gray brick floor, but Hoffa saw a shabby old wheelchair about ten meters away from him. It slowly turned out from behind the pile of books, and a man wrapped in gray cloth sat on the wheelchair.
Looking at the wheelchair under the moonlight, Hoffa couldn't help but take a step back.
He had gray hair and gray eyes. He was covered in a blanket. It was so familiar, yet so terrifying.
The young man in the wheelchair slowly raised his head, and a smile appeared on his faded porcelain doll face. He tilted his head and looked at Hoffa. "Long time no see, brother. I thought you wouldn't come. "
Hoffa shuddered, and a feeling of insanity appeared in his mind. He swallowed and said, "Silby???"
"It's me."
"Aren't you dead?
Hoffa's Adam's apple bobbed, and he felt his worldview collapse.
"I buried you by the sea in Barcelona with my own hands."
"Dead?" Silby touched his chin. "You mean, physical death?" He chuckled. "Then I would've died a long time ago."
"More than a thousand years ago, I was already dead. I died under Salazar's Slytherin's curse. He cursed me because of the Forbidden Art Library, so I can never use magic. "
He pointed at the white grave beside him and said,
"This is the grave they prepared for me, but they didn't have time to use it. It's a bit of a waste."
Huo Fa felt like his brain had short-circuited for a moment. Wasn't this guy beaten into a sieve right in front of him? Why did a guy that he had personally buried in the ground suddenly appear in front of him and speak to him in such an inexplicable tone?
"Do you mind chatting with me? You've been sitting here for six months. Even though I don't have a butt, my butt is numb," Silby said with a smile.
Hoffa started to sweat. He and Ossivia looked at each other. Both of them could see the shock in each other's eyes.
The wheelchair rolled slowly and came to the side of the tombstone. Elby looked up at the milky white tombstone and then at the four white statues around him. With a nostalgic look, he murmured, "I'm sorry.
"I built this school with them. All the principals of the Hogwarts have died in their posts, but I didn't.
Because of my knowledge, because of my choice, because of the weakness and conservatism of human nature, they expelled me from the school and let me die in humiliation outside. Even my coffin was abandoned outside. "
"Who are you?"
Hoffa broke out in cold sweat. He even suspected that his memory had been tampered with.
"I don't remember my original name. It's too far away. But I have many nicknames, so many that even I can't count them all. I can tell you a few. "
The young man said calmly, "I'm the Half-Human King. I'm the Master Mechanic who's most proficient in Muggle technology.
I'm the number one person in the Forbidden Arts Library who's proficient in all forbidden arts. I'm the target of all ambitious people who want to learn and use me.
I'm the first principal of the Hogwarts, the Master Magician who was cursed by Salazar and Slytherin. "
Hoffa was dumbfounded. He just realized that this guy's paralysis wasn't due to physical reasons. "You killed yourself?"
"To be honest, I don't feel anything. I've died more than a thousand times."
Ossivia muttered, "How did you do it?"
"Among the hundreds and thousands of forbidden arts, there are still many ways to save one's life. It just depends on whether you're willing to use them."
Silby pointed at the pile of books beside him and said,
"In order to live, I've tried all kinds of methods. Although the methods are a bit unsightly, the effect is remarkable. After more than a thousand years, the founders have long been reduced to ashes, but I'm still alive, struggling at death's door. I live in the bloodline of my descendants in the form of a soul, relying on my pure life to resist Slytherin's curse. "
Hoffa asked, "Why?"
Silby smiled and said gently, "Don't look at me like that. I want to die, very, very much, but my life goal, my dream, has never been realized in thousands of years. So, I won't die, at least not before I realize my dream. Even if I have to suffer a pain a hundred times worse than death, I still want to live. "
Ossivia's voice was hoarse and trembling. "So, you don't care about the library at all."
"You can't say that. It's all the hard work of my old friends."
He sat in the wheelchair with a gentle attitude and didn't move. His small body cast a huge shadow that covered the sky.
Ossivia took a step forward, his body trembling.
"You let Hoffa bring the key into the school. You killed people crazily in the past year just to frame Principal Dippet and make it easier for you to steal the school's orb?"
"Steal? Don't make it sound so bad. "
The person in the wheelchair said calmly, "Dippet and his accomplices wanted to use my technology to recover their health. They deserved it. I have to thank you for all of this."
"Help? We never helped you. "
Ossivia said with a trembling voice.
"Is that so?" Silby grinned. "You saved me from being paralyzed by surveillance. You discovered the hidden message I left behind. You found the Dippet who secretly conducted human experiments.
You deserve at least 50% of the credit for the destruction of this school. Don't you think we're working together? "
"Misinformation, behavior inducement. These are all your traps, "Hoffa said.
"Do you think anyone will believe you?"
Silby couldn't help but laugh. "Believe that a man who was removed from the list a thousand years ago is still alive? I don't exist. I don't exist in any book records. There's no information about me in the world. Even the last member of my family died during the summer vacation. No one will believe what you say. Others will only think that you're crazy. "
That gentle voice made Hoffa's face pale. He stood motionless and looked at Silby. He felt like a moth in a spider's web. He had fallen into a huge conspiracy from the beginning. The more he struggled, the tighter he was bound.
The wheelchair rolled a little closer as Silby looked up at Hoffa and said, "That's right.
"If you had agreed to be my secretary earlier, there wouldn't have been such a big circle. Unfortunately, you're much harder to deal with than I thought, Hoffa. It's your destiny to save me. You can't escape. "
Huo Fa's gaze shifted to Brendel's chest. He noticed that Brendel was holding a transparent orb in his hand. That orb was the Academy's Orb that had disappeared from Hogwarts' hall. The orb's light was dimmer than ever before.
At this moment, he remembered what Aglaia said to him. Slytherin's curse was unbreakable. The only way was to find someone to replace it or destroy the magic source.
Although Salazar Slytherin was dead, he left his magic in the Orb of the Hogwarts.
He understood that this guy's goal from the beginning was not the library, but the Orb of the Hogwarts that contained Slytherin's magic.
Everyone had been fooled by him.
Hoffa looked at his gray eyes and muttered, "Are you such a bastard?"
Silby laughed and shook his head.
"Hoffa, I've warned you. The truly strong don't need sympathy. Even if I only have a brain left, I'm still a strong person. "
With that said.
He slowly untied the blanket on his body and stood up shakily from the wheelchair. Perhaps because he hadn't walked for too long, he fell to the ground as soon as he stood up.
The Orb of the Hogwarts rolled to the ground.
This funny scene didn't make Hoffa feel funny at all. He only felt incomparable horror.
He only saw him holding onto his wheelchair and shakily standing up.
"How is it, brother, my new body?"
After getting up, he laughed and knocked on his chest, making thumping sounds.
"Although cursed, the curse can't be extended to a dead object. This is a product I invented in the last hundred years. It can barely let me experience the feeling of a living person. "
Hoffa's cold sweat flowed down. He saw that Silby's neck was human, but below his neck, everything was made of steel. An inexplicable purple pulse flickered in the cold light.
Silby pointed behind him and said, "This is my family, my family. Speaking of which, I still have to thank you for sending my body to the grave. "
Hoffa looked at the people kneeling quietly on the surface of the lake, his stomach churning. He asked softly, "These are the people you've parasitized? You used your family, your descendants, as shields for Slytherin's curse? "
Silby nodded. "In return, I gave them eternal life and endless power.
When I break the Slytherin's curse, it'll be easy to create a new body for them. This is just a simple investment, a profitable business with no cost. Anyone can understand. "
Ossivia was completely speechless.
Hoffa shook his head and said hoarsely, "Are you a devil?"
"In the eyes of mortals, wizards are no different from devils. Fear what you fear, fear what you don't understand."
Ossivia trembled. She gritted her teeth and took a step forward. "I'm not afraid of you."
"Because you don't think you have anything to lose?" Silby asked with a grin.
"But have you thought about your old butler and Mr. Bach, who's standing beside you and cares about you?"
As he spoke, Silby moved his hand as fast as lightning. Without any warning, the two black mechanical fingers stopped one millimeter away from Huo Fa's eyes.
He was so fast that Hoffa and Ossivia didn't even have time to react. Hoffa didn't even have time to blink.
"What are you doing?!" She yelled at Sylvia, "What are you doing?!"
Silby retracted his fingers in disdain and said with his hands behind his back, "Living in this world, there's always too much to worry about. Do you think that you'll understand the darkness of this world just because I killed your family? Haha, but you don't understand. "
Silby moved closer, tilted his head, and said softly, "You don't understand. You haven't experienced true despair. You're Ossivia Romanov, the only bloodline of the Romanov family. The genius girl of the Soviet Union, the youngest transformation master. Everyone knows you. There's always someone standing by your side, helping you, and doing things for you. "
He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back. "But don't come to me with anger and try to prove yourself. You'll never understand this world. "
With that said, Ossivia's face turned pale, and her breathing quickened. She couldn't say a word.
Silby tilted his head slightly and waved his hand. "Okay, take away Slytherin. Leave Ravenclaw."
At this moment, all the structures kneeling on the ground stood up in unison. A glaring red light flashed, and they surrounded the white stone island in the blink of an eye.
Ossivia saw the orb, and a hint of understanding flashed in her eyes. She turned her head and pushed Hoffa.
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