Originally, Hoffa, who had a stable life in Hogwarts, should be able to live a lazy and comfortable life like others. Every day, he would sleep, go to class, eat, and play games with his friends.
But in reality, he couldn't do that. Maybe other students could, but Hoffa couldn't.
He was different from others. Europe was a society that paid attention to relationships, blood, and family, especially in England.
Other students could relax and play, and if anything happened, their families would take the blame. No matter which student in Hogwarts, they all had relatives, whether they were descendants of Muggles or descendants of wizards. Even Tom Riddle, who came from the same orphanage as him, had relatives, whether he liked it or not.
But Hoffa only had himself.
In the face of a changing future, he couldn't rely on anyone.
The countdown to the war was about ten months away.
This kind of tension was constantly oppressing him, like the sword of Damocles hanging high in the sky.
This caused him to have a constant feeling of insecurity. Although he had some basic spells and a Transfiguration Secret Book. It didn't make him much more optimistic.
Hoffa often asked himself, could he block bullets with his body, could he pass through a battlefield full of bullets without getting hurt?
If the answer was no, then he could only continue to work hard.
Work hard to become stronger.
Learn everything that was beneficial to him.
So, on the weekend, when the sky was just beginning to brighten. While the other roommates were still sleeping in, Hoffa went out with the thick book that he had painstakingly borrowed.
Just because he borrowed the book didn't mean that Hoffa could transform into an Animagus. There were too many ways for him to study. But compared to having no one to guide him, this was already a huge improvement.
Now that he had time, he had to go out and study the Transfiguration Spell in this mysterious book.
After a simple breakfast, Hoffa, who was about to go out, saw Gryffindor's Professor Mellors at the bottom of the clock tower. He was holding a watch and checking the number of people going to Hogsmeade Village.
Hogsmeade Village was a pure wizard village near Hogwarts School of Magic. It was also the headquarters of the fairies' rebellion in 1612. According to the school's rules, only students in the third grade and above could go there on certain Saturdays, and they had to have a guardian's signature.
A group of third-year students stood on the lawn. They were also dressed as usual, and each of them had a happy expression on their faces.
Hoffa did not think much of these people's behavior. Hogwarts was one of the top wizard's secret realms in Europe, but they did not know how to appreciate it.
Wouldn't it be great if he had the time to go to the library and learn a few spells?
Wizards, if they didn't study magic, could they still be called wizards? In Hoffa's knowledge, regardless of whether a Magus was good or evil, they had to have a strong sense of solitude, the ability to endure loneliness, and the ability to resist temptation. He also put most of his energy into exploring the truth of the universe and the true meaning of philosophy.
Of course, he didn't need to go to the library now. The thing he wanted was right in his arms.
After stretching his legs, Hoffa carried the book along the hunting ground and slowly ran towards the black lake.
The calm lake reflected the rolling hills and castles on the shore. The waves shone with a dazzling silver light, and the white clouds in the lake were like blooming snow lotuses. From afar, he could see some stone drainage channels built during King Arthur's time.
After finding a secluded and well-lit grassland by the lake. With excitement and anticipation, Hoffa couldn't wait to open the thick book that he had painstakingly borrowed.
But after flipping through it once, the smile and excitement on Hoffa's face gradually disappeared, and he began to become calm and dignified. He felt that he was still too optimistic.
This book could be said to be a very comprehensive transformation guide. The process of transforming into an Animagus was very clearly explained. Every step, every process of magic flow, but the more clear it was, the more Hoffa could feel the profoundness of the transformation spell.
Transforming into an Animagus wasn't a simple low-level spell. It was a very difficult transformation spell. From beginning to end, it had to go through a dozen steps and hundreds of magic transformations, and it had to be completed in a very fast process. Even for those with extraordinary talent, it would take at least a year of diligent study and hard practice to be able to succeed.
At least a year … The mission to explore the school still couldn't be completed for the time being.
Hoffa raised his head from the book, frowning.
It wasn't that he was interested in the secrets hidden in the Hogwarts. He wasn't Lord Voldemort, and he didn't have any collecting fetishes or super ambitions.
It was just that World War II was imminent, and he had to face a treacherous and changeable future. Hoffa felt that he was pressed for time. He only had one Knowledge from the system. And that spell fragment, he had only obtained (2/3). It was best to collect it as soon as possible.
Otherwise, in the face of a terrible war, he would have no trump cards at all.
Did he have to find the Illusion Spell? Hoffa was a bit agitated.
Agmanis required a lot of time, and the Illusion Spell couldn't be found at the moment. The mission to explore the school couldn't be carried out for a long time, which was a bit troublesome.
"What a headache," Hoffa muttered to himself, holding the book.
He ran a few meditation techniques and calmed down the somewhat anxious emotions in his heart. He began to study earnestly. No matter how slow it was, it was better to do it than not to do it at all.
By the Pyrolyte Lake, Hoffa was immersed in a state of solitary study. From time to time, he would take out the prepared parchment and quill, writing and drawing notes. Occasionally, he would take out his wand to test the movements and the flow of magic.
The process of understanding the changes in the Animagus was arduous, but learning made him happy.
The sun gradually rose, the morning light disappeared, and the shape of the clouds changed again and again.
The morning passed in the blink of an eye as Hoffa studied. At noon, Hoffa was a bit hungry. But he was afraid of wasting time, so he didn't bother to go back to school. He picked some berries by the lake and ate while looking at the reflection of the castle in the distance to relax his eyes. He decided to continue his magic study trip in the afternoon.
But at this moment, suddenly, he heard a shout in his ear.
"Hoffa!"
Hoffa shuddered, hurriedly straightened up from the lake, and turned his head to look.
There was nothing. Only the branches of the trees that were blown by the breeze. He looked at the lake again, and there were only waves hitting the cobblestones.
"Damn it, am I hallucinating?"
Hoffa muttered and turned a page of the book.
But just as he was about to continue reading, the shout came again. "Hey, Hoffa, are you deaf?"
Hoffa suddenly stood up and closed the book. He pulled out his wand and looked around vigilantly.
"Who is it? Who's talking? "
Hoffa asked with an unfriendly expression.
"Silly boy, stop looking, it's me!"
Only then did Hoffa feel that something was wrong. The voice was so close that it was like a whisper.
He touched his ear and felt his silver earring.
He recognized the owner of the voice.
Hoffa was shocked. "It's you, Indor!?"
Who else could it be? Indor said lazily, "What, did you make so many friends at Hogwarts that you even forgot the voice of your partner?"
Whoosh! He put away his wand. Hoffa was both happy and resentful. It turned out that this liar had put a Bluetooth earpiece in his ear. No wonder he didn't leave his contact information when he left. Speaking of which, Indor was his first friend in this world.
Indor's curious voice came from the earring.
"If I remember correctly, you should be on holiday today, right? How is life at Hogwarts?"
"Ha ~" Hoffa threw a berry in his mouth and mocked, "Why are you so concerned about me? Did your scamming get exposed?"
"No," Indor sighed. "But I have something important that I need your help with. It's very important. Can you meet me now?"
"Meet?" Huo Fa was taken aback as he looked around.
"How? I'm at Hogwarts."
Indor asked, "Do you know Hogsmeade Village? I have two brooms at Hogsmeade. I just hope you can come by before dark. "
Hoffa was shocked. "Are you crazy? How can I go out? I'm only in my first year. If I go to Hogsmeade at this time and the school finds out, I'll be expelled."
"Oh." The fairy laughed. "Rules are made to be broken. All the Hogwarts graduates I know have broken at least ten school rules that are enough to get them expelled, but they all graduated safely. Let me tell you, there are many secret passages in your school that can lead you out … "
"Come on!" Hoffa immediately interrupted the fairy. "I'm only 11 years old, the same height as you. I'm afraid that people will find me as soon as I walk out of the secret passage. What's the point of meeting?"
Indor was surprised. "Hey, you've been in Hogwarts for almost a month. Don't you know any bewitching spells? For example, the Illusion Spell, the Blur Spell, or the Disguise Spell."
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. Once he did, Huo Fa's depression index rose again. He said unhappily, "Hey, do you know any? If you do, teach me. Teach me and I'll go wherever you want me to go. "
"Teach you?" Indor was surprised. "Human wizards can't learn fairy magic. You have your own spellcasting system."
"Then why the hell are you talking about it?" Hoffa said angrily. "Can you? If not, I'm hanging up."
"Hey, hey, hey." The fairy hurriedly said, "Don't worry. Although I can't teach you, there's someone in your school who can."
Hoffa was stunned by the sudden turn of events. He then asked in surprise, "Who is it?"
"Well, I don't know who it is. But my former business partner once told me that he once joined a club when he was in school.
It was a spellcasting club. When you first joined the club, every club president would reward the members with any spell as long as you could pass the club's test. "
Hoffa's eyes widened.
"There's such a club?"
"Of course, there are many clubs in Hogwarts."
"Where is it?" Hoffa asked eagerly.
"I'm not sure. I'm not from your school." The fairy said angrily, "But didn't I give you an earring? My former partner also wore a fairy's earring. His name is Nimon. Go to the club registration office and ask around. You should find something. "
Hoffa closed his book and stood up. He turned around and walked towards the school.
Indor was still nagging, "If you learn any invisibility or spellcasting spells, remember to find me at Hogsmeade. I'll be waiting for you at Two Brooms."
Hoffa could no longer listen. All he could think about was the Phantom Spell.
There was no doubt that Animagus required a lot of time to cultivate and learn, but Spellcasting was different. Learning Spellcasting was very fast. As long as he could learn the Phantom Spell, many of the school's rules would be broken in an instant.
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