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Chapter 227

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"William is missing?"

Hoffa repeated Antonio's words.

"That's right. Let's … let's go together … "

Antonio stammered and gestured with his hands.

"Go where?"

Hoffa's face was cold in the dark.

"We …"

Antonio lowered his head. He had always been timid. When he saw Hoffa's face, he didn't dare to continue.

Instead, it was Taylor who stepped forward. He coughed twice and said solemnly,

"We went to the head teacher's bathroom to explore. But after we went in, William never came out. He's missing. "

Head teacher's bathroom, exploring?

Hoffa's eyes widened. These bastards really went!

Ravenclaw's head teacher, Sherlock Bohan, was a girl! These bastards sneaked into the female head teacher's bathroom, and one of them went missing!

Seeing the uneasy look on their faces, Hoffa was annoyed and had a headache. What kind of idiots were they?

"He didn't come out? Maybe he fell into the pool. "

"No …" Antonio waved his hands. "We searched the entire bathroom and didn't see him come out."

"Maybe he turned invisible and played with you."

Hoffa said calmly.

Antonio was stunned.

"William doesn't know how to turn invisible."

"We want you to help us find him," Tyler said softly. "You're so good, you must have a way."

Hoffa was even more annoyed. He said, "This kind of thing should be handled by the head teacher and the dean. Go find Dumbledore, it's already curfew outside. "

"Don't." Antonio waved his hands.

"If Dumbledore finds out, we're dead. We might even be fired … Come and help us find him. If we find him, we'll forget about it. "

Antonio added with a pleading tone, "I'm begging you."

Seeing Antonio's nose sweating, Hoffa's fingers tightened on the bedsheet. This roommate was similar to Neville Longbottom. Other than having a better memory, their personalities were almost the same.

Tyler still wanted to say something, but Antonio quickly pulled him back.

"Hoffa, as long as we find William, I swear that we will never do such a thing again."

Taylor immediately echoed, "Really, just this once. Please help me, Hoffa."

Hoffa muttered softly, "What does what you do have to do with me?"

But after saying that, he still stood up with an expressionless face.

"Lead the way."

Antonio and Taylor were overjoyed. They quickly took out an old lantern from the bedside table, lit it, and left the dormitory with Hoffa.

There were not many people in the school at night. Antonio and Taylor walked in front, carrying an old lantern.

On the way to the superintendent's bathroom, Hoffa roughly understood what had happened.

William made a bet with a student of Gryffindor to see who could find the most precious treasure in the leader's bathroom. Gryffindor's student went in and took out a silver candlestick. But after William went in, no one came out.

A group of people went in and searched for a long time, but to no avail.

Gryffindor's students were frightened. They thought that stealing the candlestick had caused an unknown curse, so they scattered in a hubbub. After the bathroom was empty, it was dark. Antonio and Taylor did not dare to explore too much, so they came to Hoffa for help.

The superintendent's bathroom was on the sixth floor in front of the statue of the silly Boris. Antonio leaned against the side and whispered, "Sweet spiritual melon."

The door creaked open, revealing a dark corridor behind. There was no light in the bathroom.

"Let's … go in and search together?"

Antonio stood at the dark entrance. He thought of William's disappearance and gulped.

Taylor bumped into Antonio, and Antonio immediately stopped talking.

This small action did not escape Hoffa's eyes. He looked at the dark entrance and took the lantern from Antonio.

"Don't go in. Keep a lookout outside. If anyone comes, remember to go in and inform me."

Antonio was relieved. "Okay, okay."

Taylor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and quickly retreated to the side of the statue. He looked around, looking like he was seriously on the lookout.

Hoffa did not care about his pretentious attitude. He took the lantern and went into the bathroom.

This place was similar to when Harry came to the top three in the future. Luxurious chandeliers, snow-white marble floors, the atmosphere was completely different.

However, the whole atmosphere was completely reversed. There was no warmth here like when Harry came to take a bath. The whole space was dark and there was no light. The outlines of the furnishings under the flickering light of the lantern were like poor lost souls.

Here, Hoffa felt like he was the only living creature in the world.

The lantern illuminated the wall.

The mermaid in the gilded frame saw Hoffa's figure and quietly hid in the water.

Hoffa walked to the oil painting and looked at the mermaid who only revealed half of her head.

He asked softly, "Has anyone been here before?"

The mermaid in the painting nodded.

"Where did he go?"

The mermaid glanced at Hoffa and did not say a word. She disappeared into the painting with a plop. Her strange gaze made Hoffa's hair stand on end.

He touched the bottom of the marble bath. This bathroom had not been used for a long time. There were only dried water stains on the bottom. There were also some golden hairs stuck to the bottom of the bath.

This was a very normal thing. This bath once belonged to Sherlock Bohan, who had long blonde hair.

However, other than the long hair, Hoffa saw a few colorful feathers.

The feathers were not stuck to the bottom. They were floating on the surface. They were very dry and new. Feathers … Is there some kind of bird here?

He picked up the feathers. They felt like the tail feathers of a parrot.

Parrot?

He held the lantern and shone it around, but there was nothing. There were no signs of fighting or tearing at the scene. He touched the faucet and pulled it twice, but there was only a gurgling sound. There was no water. The school's house elves might have stopped the hot water supply after the prefect left.

Strange. Hoffa straightened up.

Although the bath was well-decorated, it was not the kind of erotic bath from the late Roman period. The area was limited. There was no space for people to hide inside.

Unless Antonio was lying to him, how could a living person like William disappear into thin air?

He closed his eyes and opened his spiritual force field. He felt for a moment. There were no residual magic waves.

It was neither a prank nor a game of hide-and-seek.

Then where did he go?

Rubbing the strange tail feather in his hand, he walked out of the bathroom and returned to the corridor outside the prefect's bathroom.

He planned to ask Antonio and Tyler to see if he had missed any information.

But when Hoffa walked out of the bathroom, his roommates, who were supposed to keep watch for him, were nowhere to be seen.

Only the statue of the confused Boris was left. He wore his gloves backward and had a blank expression. He seemed to be silently mocking himself.

"Antonio? Tyler? "

He called twice in the dark corridor, but he could only hear his own echoes. No one answered.

He looked at his watch. It was almost one in the morning.

"Damn it. Bastard …"

Huo Fa cursed under his breath. How dare he abandon him and run away?

Did he go back to sleep? There should be a limit to how shameless he could be.

He strode towards the common room in Ravenclaw. But when he returned to the common room. Antonio and Tyler were not in the common room. When he entered the dorm, they were not there either.

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Standing at the door of the dorm, the cold winter wind passed through the curtains and covered Hoffa's body. His heart seemed to have fallen into the deep sea, sinking straight down.

If it was not a prank, something must have happened.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat for a while. Two voices appeared in his mind.

One voice told him to hurry up and find them.

However, another voice was saying, 'What does this have to do with me? Isn't it what I want to see?'.

After sitting by the bed for two minutes, the voice that told him to go find them prevailed.

He really did not want to care, but he felt that if he did not care, he would feel guilty. What if something happened to these two people?

Although he did not have a good relationship with his roommates, they were still roommates.

He stood up again and ran out of the common room. He searched everywhere in the castle.

Because it was dark, he did not dare to shout too loudly. He could only go from corner to corner, classroom to classroom.

He held the lantern and ran through the corridors interwoven with mistletoe in the dark. He ran through the classrooms filled with armor and crawled through the secret passages filled with cobwebs.

He found the hall from the twelfth floor. His three stupid roommates seemed to have gone to another dimension and disappeared without a trace.

When he reached the hall, he bent down, panting, and leaned against the wall tiredly.

The snowflakes outside the castle drifted in through the high windows and landed on his shoulders. He exhaled a mouthful of white mist. Under the light of the old lantern, his shadow meandered along the wall. It was long and large.

A slight tremor came from the quiet corridor. His mind jolted, and he turned his head to look.

In the weak light, two rats quickly ran through the shadow he cast. Hoffa sighed. He thought too much. It was just two rats.

At this time, he felt that something was looking at him and raised his head. The black and white cat he saw in the bathroom was squatting on top of a beast's head, staring at him without blinking.

What was going on?

What a coincidence.

Did he disturb it from catching rats?

Hoffa felt that something was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes.

The black and white cat disappeared.

Just as he was curious, there was a faint voice outside the hall. There were people!

He thought that it was his roommates, so he quickly rushed over.

But when he got closer, it was not his roommates, but a few of the school's deans and professors. They whispered to each other as they walked to the school gate. There, a Yee Qi carriage stopped in the darkness. There were twelve of them, standing silently in the snow. Not a single snowflake remained on their shiny black and thin bodies.

Seeing the professors, Hoffa was shocked and immediately wanted to retreat. It was curfew time now. If he was found wandering outside, he would be punished.

But then, the door of the Ye Qi carriage at the school gate opened, and the person who got out of the carriage made Hoffa's eyes light up.

It turned out to be Dumbledore, whom he had not seen for a long time. He had auburn hair and a beard, wore a gray robe, and looked tired. He looked like he had just returned from a long journey.

Seeing him, Hoffa seemed to have found his backbone. A whole month of nightmares made him very eager to see the man in front of him. He abruptly stopped himself from leaving.

The deans and several other professors stopped at the door and talked to Dumbledore beside the Ye Qi carriage. They were probably discussing some urgent tasks.

After the exchange, the deans of the four colleges boarded the Ye Qi carriage. Then, the twelve Ye Qi horses flapped their wings and took off with the carriage, flying and disappearing into the night sky.

Only two people were left in the snow. One was Dumbledore, and the other was the current Transformation Professor, Jacob Bohan. They chatted as they walked, and their voices faintly reached Hoffa's ears.

Jacob Bohan: "The Ministry of Magic is so short of manpower …?"

Dumbledore: "Yes, is the hospital okay …"

Bohan: "Pretty good … Although the medicine is still not …"

Dumbledore: "Everything … Can Dracath cultivate more for us … I heard that the number of fire dragons is not enough … The students are very …"

Bohan: "Fire dragons are not the owls sold in Diagon Alley."

The two walked closer and closer, and their voices became clearer.

Dumbledore: "I'm already thinking of a way, give me a little more time."

Bohan said softly, "I'm worried that even if there are enough fire dragons, Dracath won't give more people the chance to ride them. He's an old noble. For him, the top of the pyramid doesn't need so many people. "

"What about you?"

"I support you, Abusi, completely support you …"

The man said softly.

Dumbledore and Bohan stood under the statue of the beast head and chatted for a long time before Bohan bypassed him from the other side and returned to his office.

After he left, Dumbledore raised his head and exhaled a mouthful of white mist before walking up the stairs from the hall.

Hoffa immediately stood out from the darkness and blocked Dumbledore.

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