In the dark and slippery tunnel, water dripped down from time to time. Dripping sounds could be heard. On the cracked bricks of unknown ages, there were fluorescent mushrooms growing in them.
Faint panting sounds came from afar. Some spider-like insects in the dark quickly moved away after hearing the sound.
A fairy holding a boy gradually appeared in the dark tunnel. It was Indor and Hoffa.
A cluster of fluorescent mushrooms was stomped out by Indor. He asked Hoffa to stop and rest for a while. Then he helped him up again and continued forward.
It took Hoffard an hour to get there, and when he returned, he was weak. Huo Fa walked for nearly two hours, stopping to rest from time to time.
Finally, after returning to the statue of the hunchback witch in Hogwarts, Hoffa sat down and leaned against the wall. Panting, he weakly pulled off the mask on his face.
At this moment, he finally felt a little safer. No matter how powerful those German wizards were, they would not be able to follow him to Hogwarts. Even if they did, they would not have a good ending.
The adventure was indeed thrilling, but he preferred the feeling of being grounded.
Indor leaned against the wall of the tunnel and sat across from Hoffa, panting.
"Behind us … is Hogwarts?"
"Where else?"
"I've never been here before. The three major schools are the most heavily guarded places in Europe."
Hoffa did not answer. He sat on the ground and panted for a while. Then he said coldly, "I've brought you back to school. Now you can go. Go find whoever you want."
After saying that, Hoffa ignored Indor's resentful look. He sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes. Then he began to use meditation to recover his magic power. He still had to sneak into the school. Before he returned to the dormitory, he was not really safe.
He had to eliminate any possibility of being expelled.
While meditating, Hoffa summarized the valuable experience he gained from this battle.
This time, it was an eye-opener for him. A Nazi Dark Wizard who could control magical animals. The cooperation between various spells, as well as the use of Transfiguration in battle.
These were all things he did not know in his previous life. This world was bigger than he could imagine, and more dangerous than he could imagine.
Without a doubt, he was no match for them.
Without the System, he could only rely on his 11-year-old magic level. He would definitely be dead by now.
He could not survive in this treacherous world with only the information he got from the original book.
After sorting out the information he gained from the battle, Hoffa's heart became heavy. The world was exciting, and he had the desire to explore it.
But today, Hoffa also recognized his weakness to time to.
Fatal weakness.
Lack of magic power.
He had once heard people say that the amount of water a barrel could hold depended on its shortest board. Now, it seemed that he was full of weaknesses.
Huo Fa's talent in magic had never been great. The only thing that stood out about him was his Spirit. He could learn ordinary spells as soon as he learned them, and he could even control spells like Transfiguration with ease.
But now, Hoffa found that his magic power was no problem for him to deal with the school exams. But when it came to fighting, it was a little difficult.
No wonder there were so few people who could become Aura or Dark Wizards. The magic consumption of battle and magic consumption of daily life were not on the same order of magnitude.
People like Voldemort and Dumbledore had an endless supply of magic, and there was no way to spend it all.
Including Harry in the future, he could cast magic as he pleased. There was never a situation where he ran out of magic power.
Unlike himself, he was out of breath after casting a few spells.
Hoffa now had two invisibility abilities, the ordinary Phantom Spell and the advanced Ghost Walk.
The ordinary Phantom Spell only made him invisible, and his magic power could last for more than half an hour.
Although the advanced Ghost Walk was very effective, it could completely eliminate the physical body in this world, thus avoiding any harm.
But the speed at which it consumed magic power was terrifying.
Even when he was full of magic power, Ghost Walk could only last for less than half a minute, about 20 seconds.
In just half a day, he had meditated twice.
He didn't dare to imagine the consequences if he didn't have meditation to recover his magic power. Maybe he would be a corpse under the staff of a Dark Wizard by now.
Magic power was the foundation of everything. Without magic power, even the most powerful skills were useless.
If he had an endless supply of magic power, he could cast Ghost Walk at will, and coupled with some combat spells, it would be terrifying.
He had to solve the shortage of magic power.
After meditating for nearly three hours, Huo Fa slowly woke up as mana gradually filled his exhausted body. His condition had recovered considerably, and at least he wasn't as dispirited as he was when the battle had just ended.
He had planned to go directly back to the dormitory to rest, but when he got up, he saw the sprite leaning against the wall of the secret passage, already asleep. His head was drooping, looking very tired.
Hoffa was shocked. He shook Indor's shoulder hard. "Hey, why are you still here?"
Indor opened his sleepy eyes.
"What?"
"Didn't you say that you were going to find Principal Dippet?"
"It's so late. It's almost dawn. Can't you let me go tomorrow? How can I find him in such a dark place? "Indor mumbled.
Hoffa's eyes widened. He felt that Indor's words made sense, but he also felt that this liar was up to something.
"Then you can go tomorrow. I'm going back," said Hoffa coldly.
However, he had only taken two steps when his trouser leg was bitten.
Hoffa turned around, only to see that Indor had turned into a badger and was biting his trouser leg pitifully.
Hoffa gnashed his teeth. "What are you doing?"
Indor said, "I don't have a place to sleep. You can't let me sleep in the tunnel, can you?"
"Damn you. Didn't you sleep well just now?"
"Well, you're still here. It's so dark here. It's so scary." The badger said while shivering.
Hoffa gritted his teeth. This sprite must be pretending to be pitiful. He could tell from the fight with the Dark Wizard that he was stronger than him.
Hoffa insisted. "No."
With that, he turned around and left.
The sprite walked in front of Hoffa and blocked his way.
"Just one night. I'll leave after one night. I promise that I'll be gone when you wake up tomorrow morning."
Hoffa did not listen. He walked around it and continued to walk forward. However, the silver badger opened its two small paws and hugged Hoffa's leg.
"Really, just one night. Please."
Hoffa, who was blocked, held his forehead and walked around in circles, cursing his bad luck.
"You f * cking promise?"
"I promise."
"Damn it. If you don't leave tomorrow, I'll throw you off the top of Ravenclaw's tower!"
With that, he picked up Indor and put it on his shoulder.
After opening the statue of the hunchback witch, Hoffa entered the normal illusion state.
It was now midnight in the Hogwarts.
If he was found wandering around in the middle of the night, according to the Dippet Headmaster's punishment, he would be put on probation. If he did it again, he would be expelled.
Hoffa did not want to risk his life.
The school was pitch-black at night.
The wind outside blew through the corridor of the castle, making a low whimper. Mixed with the faint sound of the midnight bell in the distance, it made the school seem even quieter.
The only light source in the surroundings was the moonlight. It shone down from the high windows and streaked across the ground.
The shadows of the stone sculptures on the ground were inexplicably distorted, giving a very strange feeling.
This place was completely different from the Hogwarts during the day.
Although Hoffa walked very quietly, the people in the oil paintings beside him woke up from time to time.
"Who's there?" The people in the oil paintings asked.
Not only that, the armors standing on both sides of the corridor seemed to have their own consciousness. Whenever Hoffa passed by, their heads would turn. Their heads would turn, and they would look at him through the dark and empty gaps in their armor. It was as if there was a soul living in each of the armors.
Hoffa walked in fear. The only good thing for him was that Filch was not born yet. He did not have to worry about that annoying squib bringing the cat out.
Click.
Suddenly, there was a slight noise behind him.
It seemed that someone had touched the armor.
He immediately turned around.
In the haze, he seemed to see an illusory figure running through the corridor on the moonlight.
Hoffa was startled.
The sprite whispered, "Why do I feel like there's someone else here?"
Hoffa frowned and looked behind him. After a long time, he shushed Indor in a low voice. "This is a magic school. Let's not care about anything."
Passing through the corridor, Hoffa came to the tower of Ravenclaw.
The tower of Ravenclaw was very tall. Hoffa held the handrail of the castle stairs and climbed up the tower bit by bit.
The castle stairs in the middle of the night seemed to have fallen asleep. They did not help Hoffa climb up anymore. As a result, Hoffa had to stop and take a break every now and then.
After climbing for more than ten minutes, Indor on his shoulder asked softly, "Where exactly is your lounge?"
Hoffa panted. "Shh, play your badger well."
Indor shut up.
Finally, Hoffa stood at the top of the extremely tall tower. In front of him was a huge painting of a knight. Huo Fa still had one last hurdle before he could enter the lounge.
Hoffa lifted his Illusion Spell. The knight in the painting tilted his head and silently knelt down on one knee.
The metal eagle on the side slowly spread its wings.
It said, [Look at me, I look at you. You have eyes, I don't. You can speak, I can speak. You can speak, I can't speak.]
After that, the eagle did not move and quietly waited for Hoffa's answer.
On his shoulder, Indor, who had turned into a badger, gasped. He had never seen such a strange question.
"What the hell is this school …"
Hoffa knocked on Indor's head and made him quiet down.
[I look at you, you look at me. You have eyes, I don't. You can speak, I can speak. You can speak, I can't speak.]
Was the question at night harder than the one during the day?
Huo Fa circled around twice before raising his head with a frown.
"Mirror."
The eagle slowly folded its wings and lowered its head.
The knight in the painting on the side stood up. The passage to Ravenclaw's lounge appeared.
Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly climbed inside.
Back in the lounge, the crazy day was finally over.
Indor muttered in his ear, "Do you have to be questioned by it every time you come back?"
"That's right …" Hoffa scolded softly, "Didn't I tell you not to talk? Idiot. "
The silver black badger shut up.
Hoffa walked through the dim lounge and brought Indor back to the dorm. No matter what he wanted to do, he would have to plan for tomorrow.
It was dark in the room.
His roommates had already fallen asleep, and they were breathing evenly.
Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief. He was extremely tired. He locked Schmidt's thick wand in the closet.
Then, before he could say goodnight to the fairy, he fell asleep on the pillow.
That night, Hoffa had a very strange dream. He dreamt that a black figure was leading him through a dark, winding passageway. They were unable to find the exit.
There was no light, no hope.
Cold, oppressive, unable to breathe. It was as if he was in a bottomless ocean.
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