While the two of them were conversing, in the forest at the edge of the volcano, a flock of night birds suddenly flew up. The two men behind the mountain troll stopped their conversation.
Fireball at the bottom of the valley raised his head and roared. Several black shadows flitted across the sky. Hoffa raised his head and saw a few fire dragons. They were like gigantic bats with thin wings and thorny backs. Riding on the northern wind, they flipped, leapt and dashed in the air. One of them was the black dragon he saw that night.
They flapped their wings and brushed past the mountain troll on the cliff, not bothering with the mountain troll at all.
The two men behind the mountain troll glanced at each other. Hoffa did not hesitate to control the mountain troll to climb.
"What are these dragons trying to do?" Aglaia asked loudly.
"God knows, sit tight!" Finishing his sentence, he urged the mountain troll to climb quickly.
The moment the mountain troll's thick arm pressed against the peak. The dragons circled and landed at the six corners of Heilzburg. Zizi opened their mouths and spat out scorching hot waves.
Behind them came a violent shockwave. This force directly flipped the two mountain troll mounts to the ground. Hoffa and Aglaia were thrown out like stones by a catapult. After a few rolls, they fell onto the grass.
Before the two sorcerers could react, a voice rang out from behind them.
Boom!
A terrifying rumbling sound could be heard from miles away. The roar of the fire dragons could be heard!
The flames struck the towering stone pillars at the bottom of the valley, producing an ear-piercing shattering sound! Even the toughest object would be smashed into smithereens after colliding with the dragon's breath!
The entire secret plane at the mouth of the volcano turned into a sea of fire. The red and orange hot dragon's breath completely destroyed the secret plane.
Aglaia's back was pressed against Hoffa's body as he stared dumbstruck at this scene. The flames from the explosion illuminated their faces red. Hoffa pushed his companion away and sat up. This destruction could no longer be described as an accident. This was a pure massacre.
Looking from the top of the mountain, the entire Heiltsburg had turned into a sea of fire, like the ancient city of Pompeii in the apocalypse.
The Fire Dragon's breath lasted for about three minutes. After three minutes, they stopped breathing, flapped their wings, and flew straight up into the sky. The Black Dragon in the lead actually grabbed the Fireball Dragon in its palm. They flapped their wings and disappeared into the sky.
After a while, the two of them regained their senses.
"Are … are they all dead?" Aglaia asked softly with a hoarse voice. "Those wizards, and those fairies."
Hoffa couldn't answer this question. This disaster had come so suddenly that he hadn't made any preparations.
"Those fairies are all bad, aren't they?" Aglaia was still mumbling, as if saying that would make her feel better.
Hoffa still could not answer this question, even if those sprites had only themselves to blame for forcefully controlling a power that they could not control. However, there were still a lot of wizards who didn't know what was going on. They were the ones who were poisoned by Eggy's Eye.
"Help …"
"Help!!"
This thought flashed through his mind. At this moment, a cry for help came from within the sea of fire.
Hoffa heard the voice and stood up from the ground. On the slope of the crater basin, there was a figure at the edge of the flames. Holding up a shield, he was still unwilling to leave.
The terrain there was steep, a slight mistake and he would fall back into the sea of fire. Hoffa leaned on the cliff and shouted. "Hey, why don't you use Mirage?"
That person didn't answer, only struggling in the fire. Hoffa looked at Aglaia, she understood his meaning. She quickly walked to the side of the mountain troll and jumped onto the back of the mountain troll that was already sitting cross-legged.
Hoffa also jumped up.
The mountain troll was blindfolded, but unexpectedly, it was unwilling to walk down the cliff, as if it could feel the danger of the sea of fire.
However, Aglaia fiddled with her magic wand, the tip of the wand shot out a thin electric whip, whipping the mountain troll's head.
The mountain troll let out a mournful howl and obediently followed her instructions, starting to climb down the cliff.
When they returned to the edge of the destroyed Heltz Castle, the high temperature had almost ignited their hair. Aglaia held up a shield spell. Through the shield, Hoffa saw a magus in the sea of fire. He wasn't bitten by the egg white eye, but he was unwilling to leave, holding up a shield in his hand.
Hoffa found that person familiar. Taking a closer look, it was actually the guy who sold him insurance when he first arrived.
Hoffa rode on the mountain troll's back and asked. "Why don't you use Mirage to leave this place, if you don't leave this place is going to collapse."
That male magus glanced at Hoffa and anxiously asked. "If I leave, what will happen to these people?"
Taking a closer look, it turned out that there were still 10 magi who were bitten by the dragon. They were unconscious within the shield, as long as this male removed the shield, the other unconscious magi would immediately be buried in the sea of fire.
Hoffa immediately jumped down from the mountain troll's back and asked. "Do you have a rope?"
The male swung his wand and turned it into a long rope.
Hoffa took the rope and quickly walked forward, tying up the unconscious magi one by one.
During this process, the high temperature made him sweat profusely. Before the sweat could even touch the flames, it had already evaporated.
Afterwards, he tied the other end of the rope to the mountain troll's back. Aglaia understood and immediately drove the mountain troll to a safe location at the top of the cliff.
"Is there anyone else?" Hoffa asked the male magus at the edge of the sea of fire.
"Yes! Inside! "The male replied.
After speaking, he raised his shield to block the flames. Hoffa saw close to a hundred people lying on the ground. These people were buried in the sand and barely escaped the licking of the flames.
The two of them looked at each other and didn't speak. The oxygen in the air was decreasing, they could only hold their breath and move first.
The male magus walked forward with his shield, while Hoffa went in and dragged the people out one by one.
After dragging them to a safe location, Aglaia's mountain troll would transport them.
However, the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and the oxygen in the air was quickly depleted.
Hoffa pinched his nose and ran around, his face gradually turning purple. Fortunately, Aglaia jumped down from the mountain troll in time and knocked his head with his magic wand.
"Abrio."
A bubble appeared on top of his head. The bubble was filled with water.
It was the Head Immersion Spell. Hoffa suddenly felt that he could breathe.
Although his head was a little heavy, it was much better than suffocating. Aglaia also did the same to the male magus, greatly increasing their efficiency.
But very quickly, after running two laps, the water in the bubble turned into boiling water and Hoffa experienced the feeling of scalding his head.
Aglaia pointed his magic wand at Hoffa's head. "Quick Freeze."
His head quickly cooled down, which prevented his brain from being cooked by the continuous high temperature.
After continuously moving close to a hundred unconscious magi, Hoffa wanted to ask if there were any more, but the Head Immersion Spell couldn't transmit his voice. He could only make hand gestures. Just as the salesman was about to speak, his face suddenly changed and he removed his shield. Carrying Hoffa, he Mirage Transfiguration Spell and disappeared into the air.
Just as the two of them disappeared, a huge explosion occurred in Heiltsburg. In an instant, numerous cracks appeared on the mountain walls. Rubble collapsed and the ground shook, as if a volcano was reborn.
The salesman brought Hoffa out of the magus' secret realm. Both of them had small areas of flames on their bodies. They frantically patted their bodies, and only after a while did they extinguish the flames.
The man looked at the sea of flames and muttered. "The logistics base of England's west, gone just like that …. How will the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts deal with this matter …."
After muttering to himself for a long time, he took out his magic wand and removed the Head Immersion Spell for Hoffa. He then extended his palm.
"Thank you for saving me."
He then said. "My name is Joseph, Joseph, Joseph Weasley. May I know who you are? "
Weasley?
It's actually someone from that family. Hoffa extended his hand and wanted to say his name.
But at this moment, the progress bar in his sea of consciousness that represented the exploration of the secret realm was completely burnt and turned into nothingness. Hoffa was stunned, looking at the huge mountain of flames below him that was like a giant bonfire party. He then understood that the entire magus' secret realm was destroyed. There was no longer a place called Heiltsburg in this world.
This discovery made his heart bleed. He still had the thought of exploring this place properly after this crisis was over. But now, after being busy for so long, he didn't even get a single strand of hair.
He took a few deep breaths, feeling a little dazed. He held Joseph Weasley's palm, and for a long time, he couldn't say his name. In the end, Hoffa sat on the ground and rubbed his hair in frustration.
Joseph didn't know why the youth who helped him suddenly became so dispirited. He rubbed his half-bald head in puzzlement. He didn't know what to say.
At this moment, Aglaia settled the mountain troll and slowly walked to Hoffa's side. She shook her head and said. "He's always like this, don't take offense."
Oh … The man then retracted his gaze from Hoffa. He extended his hand in front of Aglaia and coughed twice. "My name is Joseph, Joseph Weasley, Gringotts' senior financial expert."
Weasley? Expert?
Aglaia's expression was originally calm. But after hearing this surname, her mouth twitched. She waved her hand perfunctorily. "Just call me Aglaia."
"Eh, your hair, I seem to have seen it somewhere before …"
"Enough, enough. Why are you asking so much." Aglaia interrupted the other party's doubts. She turned around and pulled Hoffa up. "Hey, there are so many people here. How do you plan to deal with them?"
"Send them to Saint-Mango hospital." Joseph said. "Dragon's pox isn't easy to treat. If it isn't handled properly, it will lead to a plague and infection. I have to hurry to London and inform people to come over."
Just as he finished his sentence, a sullen voice came from the distant forest. "No need."
.....
Aglaia's expression changed and she immediately turned her head.
That cold and familiar voice made the dispirited Hoffa quiver. He raised his head and saw a tall black haired woman slowly walking out from the forest.
She wore a black sorcerer's robe and almost blended into the background.
The flames from afar illuminated her pale and sharp face. It was actually Aglaia's mother, Elise.
At the same time, the crackling sound of the Mirage shifting could be heard. One by one, figures appeared from the darkness.
Among them were employees wearing the sorcerer's robes of the Ministry of Magic, the director of Saint-Mango hospital, and a few male sorcerers dressed as butlers. They held magic wands and under Elise's lead, they surrounded the three of them.
Elise Dracath walked in front of the stunned Aglaia. Her chest was heaving violently and her eyes were red.
"No …" Aglaia opened her mouth, but before she could say anything …
Slap!!
A heavy slap landed on her face. This slap was so heavy that it made Hoffa's heart skip a beat.
"How dare you …!" Elise trembled. "How did I give birth to a daughter like you …"
Halfway through her sentence, she couldn't continue. She covered her mouth and hugged Aglaia.
Aglaia was shocked speechless by her mother's strong emotions. She lowered her head and her expression couldn't be seen. She let her mother do whatever she wanted.
Joseph Weasley saw some clues. He swallowed his saliva and slowly walked to Hoffa's side. He asked, "Is this little girl from the Dracath family?"
Hoffa didn't say anything because he felt Elise's murderous gaze. She hugged her daughter and looked at him, her expression was so angry. If looks could kill, Hoffa felt that he would have died more than fifty times.
Of course, Elise wasn't satisfied with warning Hoffa with her gaze. She let go of Aglaia's shoulder and pulled out her magic wand.
Hoffa instinctively took a step back, feeling a little guilty. Although the mastermind was Aglaia, he was at most an accomplice. But he didn't think that an angry woman would reason with him.
But at this time, a tall figure stood in front of the furious matriarch. The man had black and white hair, elegant features, and deep wrinkles. It was the director of Saint-Mango hospital, Jacob Bohan. He was Aglaia's uncle.
"Get out of the way, Jacob. I want to teach this kid a lesson."
Elise said in a cold voice.
Jacob Bohan shook his head and said gently, "Elise, go back. I think you and your daughter need some time to get along."
"Get out of the way. I won't say it a third time."
"I have a part-time job this year. Don't make it difficult for me, Elise," the man said patiently.
The brother and sister faced each other in silence for a moment.
The woman took a deep breath and sneered, "Interesting. You really make me feel like a stranger!"
After that, she turned around, pulled Aglaia, and without hesitation, disappeared into the air with Mirage.
.....
After the woman left, Jacob Bohan turned around and ordered the dozens of wizards beside him in a deep voice, "Go check Heltzburg and see what happened."
The wizards of the Ministry of Magic disappeared one by one and ran towards the burning wizard town.
Jacob Bohan himself did not move. He stood in the same place, rubbed his chin and looked at the young man in front of him. He smiled softly and said, "It seems that Aglaia found a good helper."
Hoffa looked up at the director of Saint-Mango. The light of the flames behind him illuminated his face. His blue eyes were not much different from Aglaia's.
Jacob Bohan said, "My sister is a woman of family first. She has her own unique impression of men. I hope you don't mind."
Hoffa shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
Then he turned around and pointed to the hundreds of unconscious wizards lying on the ground and asked, "Can these people be sent to Saint-Mango for treatment?"
Jacob Bohan nodded. The doctors of the hospital behind him rolled up their sleeves and began to check the unconscious wizards.
Hoffa did not want to talk more with the director. Although the director helped him block the anger of Aglaia's mother, the faint sense of oppression on him was indescribable. In comparison, he would rather help the unconscious wizards.
But just as he turned around, Jacob Bohan grabbed his shoulder.
"Wait a minute."
Hoffa turned around. "What's the matter, Mr. Bohan?"
"Don't you have anything to say to me? About this disaster. " Jacob pointed to the sea of fire in the distance. "What happened to the people there, and what happened to them."
"Dragon, it was the fire dragon that destroyed this place," Hoffa blurted out.
"The fire dragon would not destroy a place by itself. They are just animals."
"I …"
Hoffa opened his mouth but did not continue. He looked at Jacob Bohan, thinking about the last words that the dragon rider had said to him.
(If you don't go to Germany to find him within a month, he will turn Hogwarts into today's Helzburg.)
"Why aren't you talking?" Jacob bent down and tilted his head.
"Grindelwald," Hoffa said.
"Grindelwald? You saw him? "Jacob raised his eyebrows." What did he say to you? "
"I didn't see him."
"Then why did you say it was him?"
The man in front of him narrowed his blue eyes, and the sense of oppression in the air gradually increased. Hoffa took a step back.
Should he tell the man in front of him that Grindelwald asked him to go to Germany to find him? He was not that familiar with the director. God knows if he would think that he had an affair with Grindelwald. Besides, why would Grindelwald ask him to find him? Damn it, when did he become so famous …
After thinking for a long time, Hoffa said dryly, "I guessed."
"Guessed …" The man's hand on Hoffa's shoulder loosened, and he rubbed his chin.
This kind of interrogation-like question and answer made Hoffa a little uncomfortable. He tried to leave and check on the wizards with dragon pox. But Jacob pulled him again.
Facing the confused teenager, Jacob shook his head and said, "Don't worry, those wizards will get professional help, but your internship is over."
Hoffa: "What?"
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