The surroundings were still the same.
But this time, Hoffa did not notice the sound of the church, nor did he care about the surrounding scenery. The three consecutive deaths had made him highly focused.
It seemed that knowing the incantation was still useless. He had to cast the complete spell in order to leave this secret plane.
Hoffa thought about the details of the spell he had just cast. The Phantom Incantation was undoubtedly not a simple incantation. Otherwise, there would be records of it in the library.
When casting a high-level incantation, he had to be focused enough.
He thought about how Milareba's Walker Meditation could increase his mental strength, so he did not hesitate to test it out. The good news was that the meditation technique could still be used in this state.
With the help of the meditation technique, all the distracting thoughts were swept away, and Hoffa's will quickly became firm.
In the repeated memory, the black magus climbed up to a high place, entered the room, and opened the secret passage.
Hoffa was ready. The moment he regained control of the body, the black magus's eyes sharpened.
A low growl was heard, and a red tongue shot out like lightning.
Hoffa immediately pulled out his magic wand, stuck it to the side, and calmly chanted.
"Distler Falcon Mort."
This time, the giant lizard's tongue passed through the black magus's abdomen, smashing the marble globe and other decorations in the room into a mess.
But it did not touch Hoffa after all.
A large number of transparent holes appeared on his body, and those holes gradually expanded. Hoffa was like a piece of ice under the scorching sun, disappearing without a trace.
The lizard's huge body slowly crawled out of the secret passage. It was at least eight meters long and abnormally fat. Its three bulging eyes scanned the surroundings, but it could not find the black magus in the corner.
Hoffa had succeeded!
He had successfully cast the Phantom Incantation!
A large amount of adrenaline was secreted. In the stimulation between life and death, there was a rush of excitement that went straight to the brain. Hoffa, who was in the phantom state, did not dare to move. He bit his lower lip and arched his back, forcing himself not to scream.
However, in the next second, a mournful roar was heard.
"Ghost! There's a ghost! "
The blonde mistress who was lying on the ground clutched her silk and screamed miserably as she threw the wine bottles on the ground at Hoffa. She kicked her legs and retreated, unable to control herself.
A bottle hit the invisible Huo Fa and fell to the ground with a thud.
Hoffa's heart turned cold. He cursed inwardly. He only remembered the Illusory Body Incantation and completely forgot about this! This troublesome b * tch …
Sure enough, the giant lizard's eyes turned and locked onto the broken glass bottle on the ground.
Then, the red tongue full of barbs waved in the air like a blade, forming a fan shape and slicing horizontally.
Crack!!
It was a quick and decisive blow.
…
…
When Hoffa returned to his original position, he had completely calmed down. Even the pain of being beheaded could not affect him. He continued to operate his meditation technique. His spirit was as sharp as a sword.
However, successfully casting the Phantom Body Curse still wasn't enough. It seemed that he still hadn't completed the synchronization condition.
Then let's try again.
A minute later, he stood at the entrance of the tunnel again.
This time, he divided a part of his spirit and firmly observed the woman in the corner.
A roar was heard and the woman woke up.
She saw 'Hoffa' and began to scream.
Huo Fa took a step away expressionlessly. He, the woman, and the tunnel formed a straight line.
The giant tongue shot out like lightning. Hoffa suddenly bent down.
The scarlet wind brushed past his waist and went straight for the screaming woman.
Hoffa rolled on the ground and the scream came to an abrupt end.
The strange lizard's tongue directly penetrated the woman's neck and wrapped around her whole body.
"Dessler Falcon Munt!" In the gap of a second, Hoffa chanted the incantation.
The lizard's tongue wrapped around the woman's body and returned. Hoffa instantly became transparent and disappeared on the spot.
The three-eyed lizard chewed the woman like a grasshopper and slowly walked out of the tunnel. It crazily rolled its eyeballs, as if puzzled. There were clearly two people here just now, but now there was no one.
He looked at the row upon row of scales creaking a centimeter in front of his eyes.
Hoffa became more focused. He felt that he couldn't stay here for too long. Otherwise, if he was discovered again, he would experience the pain of his heart being pierced again.
He wanted to leave, but on second thought, if he left, he would definitely not achieve the synchronization condition.
Someone arranged for this giant lizard to stay here. It must be to guard something, something that the black wizard wanted to steal. Hoffa was curious.
Following the gap of the lizard's forked tail, he sneaked down the secret tunnel along the wall. Anyway, this was just a memory, there was no harm in looking.
Thus, in the middle of the dark secret room.
He saw a square stone pillar with a silver-white necklace hanging on it.
The necklace looked very strange, like a key.
Before Hoffa could take a closer look.
A strong force came from the back of his head. He lost control of this body. He floated straight up.
In his last sight, the black wizard reached out his hand and held the necklace in his hand.
…
…
Hiss!!
It was like waking up from a dream.
Hoffa came out of that strange space.
He suddenly raised his head from the ground. At this moment, he was sitting in a dark basement. His butt was on solid ground, his hands were on a simple raised platform, surrounded by burning braziers.
These cold objects conveyed a gratifying sense of reality to Hoffa. He looked at his hands, there was not a trace of stagnation.
He returned to the Hogwarts, back to the secret room of the Violet Society.
You might not believe it, but he had just died four times in a row. He really didn't want to experience this a second time in his life.
The only good news was that he now knew how to release the illusion spell!
The joy of finally getting the spell that he had been longing for for months was not something to be told to others. This joy even overshadowed the madness of dying four times in a row.
When he experienced the pain of being pierced through in the illusion, Hoffa almost wanted to curse. But when he came out, he felt that he should thank the masked woman properly. She was the one who gave him the opportunity to learn the spell.
Of course, out of excitement, he also wanted to complain about the pain he had experienced in the illusion to the masked woman.
But when Hoffa stood up, he found that. The masked woman was no longer in the basement. The basement was empty, only the faint crackling of the braziers could be heard.
Whether it was to thank or complain, there was no one to complain about.
This made Hoffa very uncomfortable.
Gone? What did this mean? Or did she go to visit him after seeing that he had not woken up?
Hoffa tried to find her, but he couldn't find her. This room was about 100 square meters, square in shape. There were only bricks and braziers. There was also a pile of scrolls sealed in the corner. It was the same as when he came in, but there was one less person.
However, when Hoffa came back after looking around. He found that there was a small hourglass next to the stone platform he was lying on.
Just now, he was too busy looking for her to notice the hourglass.
Picking up the hourglass, the sand had already leaked out.
Under the hourglass, there was a note with only a few words written on it.
[Don't come to me again.]
Don't come again … Hoffa's expression suddenly became strange.
What's going on? What did I do wrong? Why did she ask me not to come again?
Didn't I learn the Illusion Spell?
She also said that in her opinion, I died too many times and didn't pass the test.
Damn it …
Looking at the sand in the hourglass, Hoffa was a little confused. Did I pass or not? Couldn't she give me a definite answer?
He couldn't figure it out.
At this point, he was even more curious about this organization called the Violet Wizards. There was only one person in the entire organization, a masked member who had a prop that allowed people to learn the spell like this.
What kind of organization was this?
He slowly walked around the wall, looked at the portraits of the members under the crackling braziers, and felt the quiet and lonely atmosphere.
He saw a few scrolls piled up in the corner.
Those were the props he used to learn the Illusion Spell. Hoffa swallowed his saliva and slowly walked over. He took a closer look.
The black scroll in the glass box didn't seem to be anything special at first glance, but Huo Fa could feel the ancient magic that filled the air around it.
He subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch the glass boxes.
But at that moment, he suddenly had goosebumps, and a feeling of being watched came over him.
He turned his head and found that all the eyes in the paintings were quietly staring at him at the moment. They didn't move just now.
Hoffa quickly retracted his hand and stepped back to the door.
The eyes in the paintings didn't move, but their eyes followed him to the door.
There was something wrong with this organization …
Hoffa swallowed his saliva, quickly pushed the paintings away and walked out.
The feeling of being watched disappeared without a trace.
Hoffa wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and he felt a little more awe for this place.
…
…
Standing at the door, Hoffa closed his eyes and meditated for a while. His mind gradually calmed down.
The secrets hidden in this organization had nothing to do with him. If he didn't pass, then so be it. Anyway, he achieved his goal.
He had learned the Illusion Spell.
Huo Fa suppressed the doubts in his heart and tapped his arm with his wand, unable to resist the urge to tap his arm.
"Dysler Falcon Munt!"
It was as if a cold liquid flowed down from the spot where the wand hit and flowed all over his body. It was as if someone had knocked a dozen cold egg whites off his body.
Something magical happened. His body had the same color as the school's background, as if he had turned into a human chameleon. Hoffa completely disappeared in the air.
He covered his eyes with his hand, but it was useless. He could even see a few male wizards laughing and chatting 50 meters away from him through his arm.
An incomparably fresh and exciting feeling came over him, and he couldn't help but want to raise his arms and cheer.
He stuck his wand into the ground and began to strut around the school.
Hoffa usually wouldn't do such an exaggerated pose, but he was very proud of it now.
When he passed by the two senior male adepts, he overheard their conversation.
"Did the president change her password today?"
"Yes, it's called Blood Flavored Underwear."
"Wow, the president has such a strong taste..."
Huo Fa covered his mouth to stop himself from laughing out loud, but he still made a pig's squeaking sound.
The two were quite sharp. They turned around.
"Eh, there's someone..."
"Are you blind? Where's the person?"
Then, the two of them crawled into a portrait of a gay man.
Hoffa thought that he didn't die in vain. Now, as long as he wanted to, he could enter these club classrooms whenever he wanted. The protection was useless.
It was as if all the worlds were open to him.
A few steps forward, there was a turn.
Ho!
Hoffa saw an old acquaintance.
Aglaia, she was also in the Club Tower area.
She walked in front with her head held high, followed by a bunch of seniors.
The seniors had a pleading look on their faces.
"Miss Delcaia, please stay. Our Calvin Transformation Society's treatment is really good."
"That's right, we can let you be the vice president, as long as you're willing."
"If you're older, you can be the president too."
Aglaia turned around, put her hands on her hips and said angrily, "Get lost, you don't even know how to turn stone into gold. Your transformation skills are too lousy! It's not good enough for me! "
After saying that, she walked forward with big strides.
She muttered, "13 transformation societies can't do it, Hogwarts is really a trash school."
Then, "Ouch!"
Under the gaze of the seniors, Aglaia who was striding forward suddenly fell to the ground, as if she had tripped on an invisible rock.
She was sprawled on the ground, looking battered and exhausted.
The people behind her were shocked and rushed forward.
"Are you okay?"
"Miss Delcaia!"
"Miss Delcaia!"
Aglaia got up like lightning and said with a gloomy face, "What did you see?"
The group looked at each other.
"Uh..."
"I didn't see anything."
"I didn't see anything."
"If you say a word, you're dead."
After coldly threatening them, she hurriedly left. After turning a corner, she screamed and ran away while covering her face.
In the corner, Hoffa who was in stealth mode almost laughed himself to death. He had to hold on to the wall to stabilize himself.
Too good!
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