The explosion lasted for almost half a minute.
But for Hoffa, who was at the center of the explosion, it felt like ten years had passed.
Finally, the red light disappeared, and the explosion subsided.
The light gradually died out, and he floated in the air. There was no blood on his body, and everything he saw was desolation.
The entire periphery of Hogwarts had turned into scorched earth. Flames burned on the ground, but there was no light at all. The flames were completely replaced by the gloomy black wind, and could only be seen in the air.
He looked at the moon in the sky in a daze. His face was pale, his heartbeat was weak, and his ears were temporarily deafened.
He had lost his animated state and human transformation. His hair had turned gray, the same gray color as Silby's. His legs and arms were all exposed, and his body was full of holes. He had completely turned back into a normal wizard.
Then, he exhaled and slowly fell from the sky with his head down. His speed gradually increased.
Looking at the thin figure falling from the sky, Ossivia rushed out without any hesitation. Her leg was injured, but her speed was as fast as lightning.
This action was like a fuse that ignited an explosion. All the teachers and students rushed toward the falling figure.
One second before falling, Ossivia hugged Hoffa and turned around, using her body to block the impact of the fall. She hugged Hoffa tightly, as if she was afraid that he would melt if she let go.
Hoffa lost all his strength. Endless emptiness washed over Hoffa's mind, trying to overwhelm him. His body.
Every inch of his body was torn apart, making him unable to stand. His brain had lost most of its senses, and all he could see was white snowflakes.
Was he going to collapse?
Was he going to faint?
Emptiness?
But after twitching a few times, he forcibly stopped this weakness and forced himself to stand up. Because now was not the time to care about this.
Now that things had developed to this point, he had a general understanding of Silby's plan. This guy would not do something for no reason.
He struggled to push Ossivia away and stood up. With a trembling voice, he said, "Don't worry about me. Where is the Hogwarts' Orb?"
Ossivia shuddered and immediately stood up to check his surroundings.
However, she couldn't find him no matter how hard she tried. She even used the Flying Curse, but it didn't work.
Hoffa leaned against the wall and groped around, trying to find the orb that gave him magic power. However, after searching for a long time, it was nowhere to be found.
Then, a faint chuckle sent him straight into the abyss.
"Hey, brother, what are you looking for?"
His heart fell to the bottom. When he looked up again, he saw the legless Silby lying in the flames of the explosion in the distance. He could barely see much color, but he could vaguely make out the man.
The explosion just now had caused great damage to him. At this moment, he was also in a terrible state. His entire body was extremely tattered. There was only one mechanical arm on his upper body. The flesh on his face had been burned to the point that only one eye was left.
Half of his skull was exposed. There was not a single strand of hair on his head. Pink brains could be seen in his skull.
But even so, he still dragged a stone on the ground with one hand and dragged his broken body. As he crawled with difficulty, he chuckled and said, "It's meaningless.
"It's meaningless. The essence of life is conflict. Without conflict, there will only be more and more people living numbly. Those worthless trash, sheep, parrots, and trash who echo what others say."
He exerted strength in his arm and crawled out of the flames, approaching Hoffa bit by bit.
"You think that if you protect them, they will be grateful to you and change? No, those people will only enjoy all of this with a clear conscience. They will still run away, succumb to their instincts, and continue to live numbly under the protection of your wings. The moment you make the slightest mistake, they will eat you alive. "
Looking at the man crawling on the ground with difficulty, Hoffa supported himself against the wall and stood up bit by bit, panting.
"You, you said so much nonsense. Do you think you can wrap up your crazy goal in a dignified manner?"
"Hehehe." Silby dragged his broken body with one hand and sneered in a low voice, "So what if it's dignified, so what if it's dirty and dark? A goal is only a goal. There's no good or bad, only success or failure. "
Ossivia blocked in front of Hoffa, raised her magic wand, and pointed it at the crawling Silby. "You've already lost. Everyone will be here soon."
Silby glanced at her and grinned, revealing a completely toothless smile. "Then kill me. When they come, you won't have a chance. Haven't you always wanted to take revenge on me? I don't have the ability to resist now. Kill me. "
Ossivia's magic wand trembled.
As Silby crawled, he said disdainfully, "Kill me, hurry up."
Ossivia said with difficulty, "You, don't even think about escaping from all of this. I won't kill you. I'll hand you over to Wesengamer for trial and let everyone know of your crimes. You can forget about using anger and hatred to control me. "
"What, you want to protect this school too?"
Silby retracted his gaze and looked at Hoffa with interest. He exerted strength with one hand and crawled towards Hoffa bit by bit.
"Oh my god, brother, did you change her? How interesting. Tell me, how did you tame an enraged beast into a house pet? "
"Enough!" Ossivia shouted sternly.
"Indeed, it's enough." Silby supported his upper body with one arm. "Witness this moment."
As he spoke, he stopped about five meters away from the two. His chest suddenly opened, and within the black mechanical ribs, Silby took out the Orb from his chest with one hand.
It turned out that he had hidden the Hogwarts Orb in his body.
However, at this moment, the Hogwarts Orb in his hand was as dim as dust, no different from an old and weak light bulb.
He stared fixedly at Hoffa behind Ossivia, and his voice was like a demon's whisper.
"Everything is according to my plan. The magic power of the four great founders has been exhausted by you. As you can see, I have won. "
Hoffa and Ossivia rushed out at the same time.
Silby smiled slightly. He exerted strength with one hand, and his black palm crushed the Hogwarts Orb with a crack. The dim fragments of the Orb fell from the sky little by little.
At the moment when he crushed the Orb, Dumbledore and the other deans arrived at the scene. They Zizi raised their wands.
A golden light as thick as Hoffa's waist flashed past, and it was almost blinding. The upper body of Silby, who had crushed the Hogwarts Orb, was vaporized.
Bang!
Along with the sparkling fragments, a black mechanical arm fell to the ground. Its surface flashed with a purple arc, and the light disappeared. It was completely dead.
It was the last part of Silby's body.
Ossivia looked at Dumbledore in shock, but Dumbledore did not look at her. Instead, he was looking at the sky.
The silence after the madness swept across the surroundings, and only the black wind that seemed to never stop was left. The night was so heavy that it was impossible to breathe. Even the oxygen in the air was struggling to escape.
Dead?
Hoffa turned around and saw a large group of teachers and Aura standing behind him. Only they were left with a solemn expression.
Dumbledore held his wand, and his auburn beard shook. His blue eyes looked to the left, and then to the right.
The Minister of the Ministry of Magic and the Aura he brought with him also raised their wands and moved them slowly on the ground.
The silence lasted for about ten seconds, and then Hoffa felt that his spiritual energy was suddenly compressed to the extreme.
"Hehehehe"
At this moment, a low chuckle reverberated through the ruins like a gust of cold wind. The laughter lasted for a very long time, but after that, there was nothing else. When the last echo disappeared, the ruins regained their silence.
Everyone looked at each other, and Hoffa's hair stood on end. He was so weak that he could not control himself.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up the black fog, and a cloud of dust floated in the sky. The low laughter gradually became more and more joyful, and then it became incomparably presumptuous.
"Hahahahaha!"
"I'm free!"
"I'm free!!"
"I'm free!!!"
"I'm back!!!"
The laughter contained carefreeness, relief, and inexplicable bitterness at the same time. In the indescribable laughter, the black fog gradually spiraled down and suddenly fell to the ground. It gathered into one and violently formed a black figure. At first, it was very blurry, and then it gradually became clear.
He walked out of the black fog little by little. He had a beautiful figure, a height of 1.8 meters, neat gray hair, handsome facial features, and skin as white as a baby's.
He stood naked in front of all the Hogwarts teachers and students, opened his arms and laughed.
He was extremely presumptuous.
He was also extremely crazy.
In the next second, Dumbledore and the other Aura swung their wands again, and several golden lights hit his chest. But like last time, they did not destroy him.
"Too weak."
The man casually raised a finger, and a tiny shield condensed at the tip of his finger accurately blocked the golden light. Then, he flicked his finger and bounced the golden light back as if he was flicking his nose.
Several Aura could not dodge in time, and their bodies were penetrated by their own magic. They flew back more than ten meters and crashed to the ground. The Minister of the Ministry of Magic hid in a corner in fear.
Deng Bulido waved his wand, and countless smoke and dust billowed. He tried to cover the people behind him.
Silby tilted his head, smiled, and raised his hand. His five fingers formed a claw, and aimed at Dumbledore.
A green illusory sickle suddenly appeared behind Dumbledore, and the sickle slashed down heavily!
At this moment, Dumbledore's eyes widened, and his pupils shrank to the extreme. Countless defensive magic and enchantments quickly appeared behind him, but the illusory sickle was completely unstoppable. Deng Bulido gritted his teeth, and his whole body split into two. The illusory one stood on the spot and was cut in half.
The real Deng Bulido rolled on the ground, and awkwardly avoided this almost fatal attack. He stared at his opponent with extreme vigilance.
After using this move, Silby did not look at him. He silently stood on the spot and looked at the towering Castle of the Hogwarts in the night sky. His expression gradually changed from pleasure to pain. "A thousand years, curse me for a thousand years, how dare you …"
After that, he opened his mouth and spat out Hoffa's wand. He raised his hand and waved it.
A huge fire dragon spurted out from the wand like a cannonball, directly hitting the Astronomy Tower in the distance in half. Debris flew everywhere, and the towering tower fell from the sky.
The crowd exclaimed like a tsunami.
Silby leaped high, and his magic surged. He flew high in the sky. Looking at the towering Castle of the Hogwarts, his expression was almost hideous from the pain.
"Hiding in the shadows, not willing to face your own power, only having the ability but not the responsibility!!"
He circled high in the sky, and roared, "Prairie Echo!"
Following his roar, countless towers were hit by the scorching sound waves, and the bricks and stones were shattered into pieces. The whole school seemed to have been hit by a force 18 hurricane, but the hurricane was so hot that it burned people's hair and hair, making it difficult to breathe.
Rubble flew in all directions, walls collapsed, and houses collapsed. The ghosts in the air fled in all directions in terror.
Although the attack succeeded, Silby did not feel relieved. His expression became more and more painful.
"It was like this a thousand years ago, and it's still the same after a thousand years. Nothing has changed. Disappointing, too disappointing, too disappointing!!"
He hugged his head and roared with all his might.
"This is not the school I want, it's not!! You idiots, hiding all day, living in the glory of the past, mediocre and useless!! "
After that, he opened his arms, looked up at the sky, and roared, "Evil Spirit Elegy!!"
Countless black and red evil spirits rushed out of his body. With Silby as the center, countless buildings collapsed, and not even a blade of grass grew around him. He was completely unstoppable.
"Betrayal, conservative, short-sighted!!" He flew higher and higher, and the magic waves in the air became more intense.
"Liquid Fire!"
His whole body turned into flames and rushed down from the sky.
Boom!!
It was like a meteor hitting the ground.
The shockwave was so strong that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes. Within a radius of 500 meters, spiderweb-like cracks appeared. The ground was filled with lava, and the towers collapsed like dominoes. Half of the Hogwarts were destroyed by his attack.
Then, he climbed up from the ground, stepped on the boiling yellow lava, and walked towards the crowd like a drunk man. His expression was pained, "This is not the school I want, this is not the situation I want to see."
The huge magic pressure made it almost impossible for people to stand. Dumbledore, the other professors, and Aura climbed up and blocked in front of him.
"Four sheep raised by a crippled wizard, you want to stop me?"
After that, he waved his hand.
"Blood Purge!"
A huge blood-red eye pattern appeared on the ground, covering everyone. It was an unknown ancient sacrificial array.
The circle quickly spread.
Under the ancient magic waves, the students who were surrounded by the circle fell down. They opened their mouths, their faces were pale, and their expressions were indescribably painful.
Hoffa did not know what the shocking thing under his feet was, but he knew that it was definitely not a child's play.
In the distance, Ossivia hugged Hoffa tightly and said with a trembling voice, "Go, go with me."
Hoffa did not say a word. He looked up at Silby who was wantonly destroying everything. His body could not feel anything, but his mind was calmer. Only calm, only calm.
Now was not the time to fall. His opponent had recovered his magic and was in a state of excitement and madness.
He looked at his magic watch.
His Mana had been depleted. That shocking Shield Spell had consumed all of the Four Great Founders' Mana, as well as his own last bit of energy.
He had lost his magic, his magic wand, and had nothing.
Was this a hopeless situation?
Maybe!
Maybe it was.
But he did not want to give up.
He pushed Ossivia away and struggled to get up from the ground. He could not fall down yet. Everything that happened this semester flowed through his mind like water.
Huo Fa closed his eyes, his mind racing.
There must be a way.
There must be a way!
He was so strong, what happened to the four great founders?
Wait. At this moment, a small possibility suddenly appeared in his mind.
Hoffa's eyes widened. "No, there is still a chance!"
A force flowed out from the depths of his soul, supporting the completely exhausted him to stand up again.
His muscles trembled, and all the cells in his body were screaming, but he stood up unyieldingly.
He took a deep breath and suppressed all the pain. His eyes were as firm as iron.
Limits were always meant to be broken.
Hoffa pushed everyone around him away and rushed into the crowd of Slytherin. After rummaging through a few people, he quickly found the black-haired boy, a tall and handsome boy.
At this moment, his face was as pale as paper. He stared blankly at the fearsome and arrogant man, his body trembling.
Hoffa pressed his palm on Liddell's shoulder. "Hey, can you still move?"
Liddell looked at the destroyed school and muttered as if his soul had left his body, "What kind of magic is this, what kind of magic is this?"
Smack!!
Hoffa's slap brought Liddell back to his senses.
"You hit me?"
"Can you still move?"
Liddell nodded, his expression even a little stiff.
"Curse him!"
Hoffa pointed at Silby, who was wantonly destroying the school, and said decisively.
Tom Riddle was still in a daze.
Smack!
Hoffa grabbed Tom Riddle's collar. "Is this school still your home? If you want to keep this school, curse him! "
"Curse him!"
Liddell finally came back to his senses and grabbed Hoffa's tattered collar. "Are you dreaming?"
He pointed at the man. "Look at his defense, look at his spiritual energy! Any magic that gets within ten meters of him will lose control and be cut off! What can I curse him with? "
Hoffa turned his head and looked. Tom Riddle's words made sense. Indeed, Silby's spiritual energy was too strong. It was so strong that it could compress the spiritual energy of others to the limit.
The colorful curses that the teachers and Aura shot out were all disintegrated before they could even get close to him.
Any magic within his range of perception could be cut off from the caster and cause them to lose control.
With Tom Riddle's current spiritual energy, he would probably be able to sense the curses before they could even get close to him. Directly cursing him would definitely not work.
More and more students were falling under the giant bloody eye, and more and more of them were falling.
Hoffa closed his eyes, his brain working as fast as lightning. Then, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Liddell.
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