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Chapter 170

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After the end of October, the weather in November was as cold as frozen iron. Every morning, there was a layer of frost, and the cold wind cut into one's hands and cheeks, making it hard to lift one's spirits.

The sky and the ceiling of the auditorium turned a light bluish gray. The mountains around Hogwarts were covered in snow, and the temperature in the castle plummeted. Many students wore thick leather gloves when they rested in the corridor between classes.

Every time Hoffa walked past the castle, he could see the world of yellow and white frost outside. Dried leaves danced in the sky, and under the frosty lake, there were people hurriedly walking.

He did not know where Aglaia and Miranda were now, or what the group of students who followed Professor Dracath to the mountains of Scotland were doing.

Back then, Professor Dracath said that his class was only about playing, but looking at the cold gray sky now, this "playing" was probably not something easy.

The day before Halloween, in the common room of Ravenclaw, the fire in the fireplace crackled.

Hoffa sat by the fireplace in the common room, writing a paper for his Transfiguration class. It was easy for him, not because he had good grades in Transfiguration class, but because Professor Bohan rarely gave any difficult content. His class was the easiest among all the teachers this year.

His roommates, William Carlson and Antonio Sippus, had long forgotten about their homework. At this moment, they were putting on makeup by the fireplace. Since it was Halloween, according to tradition, the student union had a masquerade ball.

In previous years, masquerade balls were not for the Hogwarts students. After all, they were wizards, vampires, werewolves, and mummies. These things that seemed magical to Muggles were not at all magical to them.

However, the pressure of this year's students was too great. With heavy work and the pressure of a world war, they needed a way to vent.

Thus, there was the scene of two boys putting on makeup for each other.

William was a boy with black curly hair, a few freckles on his face, and a sharp chin. At this moment, half of his face was painted white, and he had sharp canine teeth in his mouth. He was planning to make himself look like a vampire.

Antonio, on the other hand, was a chubby red-haired boy who had always been chubby. His entire body was wrapped in bandages, and only his red hair was exposed. He planned to dress up as a mummy.

As the two of them put on their makeup, William said, "If you ask me, those people must be freezing outside."

"Who?" Antonio asked.

"Which ones? Heh, those dragon taming experts. It's so cold and they're still playing outside. Is it really that fun outside? "

"They have dragons. Maybe dragons can breathe fire and help them keep warm." Antonio said.

"I need you to remind me!" William slammed the table fiercely. "Do you think I've never seen a dragon before?"

"No … No …"

Antonio hurriedly took out his wand and pointed it at his face, smearing a layer of white powder on his face. "That's not what I meant," he said, trying to appease him.

"Hmph." William crossed his arms. "Then what do you mean?"

"I'm thinking, did that Professor Drasser really have dozens of dragons with him? Dozens?"

"How would I know? I didn't cross the lake."

William said angrily, "Why don't you ask Hoffa? He's the only one who crossed the lake and came back."

Antonio looked timidly at Hoffa who was writing his thesis at the edge of the window, not daring to disturb him.

Huo Fa looked up and glanced at his two roommates. He heard their conversation, but he didn't want to answer because he had been asked this question too many times.

This was especially true for the boys. Even though he had clearly answered a hundred times that Professor Dracath had brought a dragon and had left the baby dragon in the care of the students, the students still did not believe this answer. They even asked again and again, as if they would only be happy if they heard a different answer.

After finishing his homework, he took out his transfiguration book, "Anatomy of All Things, Structure is King" and began to study it word by word.

But when he was reading, William kept nagging beside him. "It's hard to say if there are dragons. Look at that Professor Drasser. He's as thin as a stick. How can he bring dozens of fire dragons? Maybe it's just a few Sahara fire-breathing lizards."

"That's right," Antonio agreed. "It's really unlikely."

William said, "I've seen a lot of boastful people. Nowadays, many experts and professors can't be trusted."

Antonio said, "You can't trust them. My mother believed an expert and bought some medicine, but it turned out to be fake."

"Sigh, there are muggle wizards like that. It's not rare. If you ask me, it's so cold outside and not coming back, you must be hiding somewhere. "

Antonio thought for a moment. "Sigh, maybe those people from the big families don't want to be like us and have to take the tiring magic potion classes in school, so …"

William shivered. "How are you so smart!"

Antonio said, "Ah, really …?"

Thus the two of them chatted by the warm fire.

To be honest, Hoffa felt that it was a bit noisy. But he couldn't say anything. If there wasn't a war, he thought that he would be happy to go to the masquerade party like them.

But now, the external pressure of the war was as great as Mount Tai, and he had all kinds of problems.

More importantly, in the past, he was an invisible person who stayed in the corner and no one paid attention to him. But this year, there were a lot of people paying attention to him. Not only were there teachers, but there were also students from the four academies. Under such pressure, he really didn't dare to relax.

He couldn't stop others from talking, so he could only cover his ears and read without leaving a trace. As he was reading, suddenly, the door of the lounge was pushed open.

Hoffa's third roommate, Tyler Smith, stood at the door, panting.

Tyler said, "That … that group of people, that group of people is back."

"What's the fuss about? Which group? "William asked.

"Which group you're talking about, that group of people in the magical biology class."

As soon as he said that, everyone in the lounge looked up. Some were reading, some were doing homework, some were warming themselves by the fire, some were playing chess, and some were putting on makeup. They all stared at Tyler, who was at the door, and asked all at once.

"Is there a dragon?"

"Is there really a dragon?"

Tyler said, "I heard from the people in Hufflepuff that there really is one!"

"F * ck!"

Antonio was the first to stand up and said, "Let's go take a look."

With him taking the lead, the students all squeezed out of the lounge. Even in the Sorcerer World, a dragon was not a common creature, not to mention that there were more than ten of them.

William was tempted. He moved his legs and wanted to stand up, but he curled his lips in disdain and said, "I'm not going. What's there to see?"

But his voice was already drowned out by the sound of the crowd.

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Hoffa didn't squeeze with the others. He waited for everyone to leave before slowly standing up. At this time, there were only two people left in the lounge. One was himself, and the other was William, who was sitting by the fire with a gloomy expression.

William was wearing a black leather coat from the Middle World. He crossed his arms, and his snow-white face with vampire makeup was full of hatred.

Sensing Hoffa's gaze, he asked with shining eyes, "You're not going, Hoffa?"

Hoffa shook his head. "No, I'm going."

He wanted to go not only because he hadn't seen Aglaia and Miranda for a long time. More importantly, Professor Bohan's test also included maintaining order.

Seeing Hoffa nod, William's expression dimmed.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

The two walked out of the lounge one after the other, down the magic stairs, and to the hunting ground in front of the hall.

At this time, it was cold and the ground was frozen. When they stepped on the frozen grass, it made a crunching sound. A group of strangely dressed students surrounded the corridor of the school. On the stone steps, they craned their necks to look at a row of figures in the distance. Some people even took out muggle binoculars to look.

Soon, the row of tiny figures walked over from the frosty grass. They were lined up one by one, looking very orderly.

The one walking in front of the group was Aglaia's cousin, Sherlock. At this moment, her clothes were disheveled and tattered. Her clothes were full of small holes that were burned, and there were three claw marks on her face.

However, she looked very confident now, more confident than any time Hoffa had seen her before. She walked towards the castle with her head held high. Beside her, there was a four-meter-long Hungarian Wasp that looked like a big crocodile. It raised its head that was full of sharp thorns, and its wings and hind legs supported its streamlined body. Its sharp feet left dents on the frozen grass.

The beast's mouth and nose exhaled light smoke, and its yellow eyes coldly glanced at the faces of the crowd. It was the eyes of a predator, without any warmth.

There really was a dragon!

The crowd covered their mouths in horror, and some people exclaimed in a low voice. This was because the Hungarian Wasp did not have any restraints, and there was not even a chain around its neck. It was completely free-range.

The fear of the crowd was reflected in the Hungarian Wasp's eyes. It immediately straightened its back and opened its mouth full of sharp teeth.

Sherlock pressed her palm on the Hungarian Wasp's head and said indifferently, "No."

The Hungarian Wasp glanced at her and turned its head slightly, no longer looking at the crowd. Frightened by the Hungarian Wasp, the surrounding students quieted down. They dispersed one after another, opening up a large space for this group of students with dragons.

Huo Fa, who was in the crowd, was secretly shocked. After two months, the Tree Wasp had grown so big. It looked like Sherlock had really tamed it.

He looked at the rest of the group. Everyone in the dragon taming team had a dragon, and their clothes were tattered. These creatures were much bigger than the first time Hoffa saw them. What was more amazing was that they were obediently staying beside the students.

Hoffa also saw Aglaia and Miranda in the group. Miranda's egg white eyes were lying on her shoulder, taking a nap. Aglaia did not have a dragon beside her, but Hoffa knew that it was just an illusion. Because when she turned, there was a slight ripple around her body like water.

Her Welsh Green Dragon was in stealth mode.

Miranda greeted Hoffa, mouthed "I have something to do", and then disappeared into the castle with the group.

After the students and dragons disappeared.

The group of Halloween makeup students looked at each other, and the air was filled with a gloomy mood. Their makeup seemed to have lost its luster, and became gray and gloomy.

They practiced Magic Potions and herbs day and night in school, and could only rely on the Halloween costume party to relax.

Another group of people played in the mountains of Scotland for a few months, and when they returned, each of them had a fire dragon by their side like a tamed dog. Even a fool would be able to understand this feeling of disparity.

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