Looking at Fatir's sudden outburst of madness, Hoffa could not help but take a step back. Going back fifty years to kill Grindelwald when he was still underage, what a crazy plan this was.
"As long as I kill him, not only will Aglaia not die, even the Magus War will not happen."
The more Fatir spoke, the more agitated he became. He began to walk around the room. "Those mediocre people said that I did not do anything. How could they know my true thoughts? They were all afraid of him. They huddled together for warmth. But none of them really did anything." Fatir walked around the room.
"Then … Then what will happen to her?"
Hoffa stuttered.
"Who?"
Fatir turned his head and asked with a frown.
"Cr- Chloe, Chloe, what will happen to her? She can only bring him back to three days ago. "
The room of the Minister of Ministry of Magic fell into a dead silence. After a while, Fatir slowly sat back on his chair and picked up a quill.
"Her? What will happen to her? "He pondered over Hoffa's words and asked," Why do you care? "
"Her blood."
Hoffa said, "Her blood is the root cause of the magic going berserk. If you want to go back fifty years, how much blood do you need?!"
Fatir calmed down from his previous frenzy. He sat back at the table and looked at Hoffa with displeasure, "What do you mean?"
"If you want to go back fifty years, then even a hundred of her blood would not be enough for you to draw."
"Oh, you're worried about that."
Fatir exhaled and smiled. "You don't have to worry about that. It's not like I haven't accomplished anything in the past year. I've made a machine that can multiply her power. I believe that as long as we drain her blood, we will definitely be able to go back 50 years.
Previously, I wanted to do it myself. But since you're here, I'm thinking of asking you to do it for me. After all, Grindelwald might not be a match for you at your age. "
"What about her, will she die?"
Bang!!
Fatir suddenly grabbed an ink bottle on the table and threw it at Hoffa. The ink bottle smashed into pieces on Hoffa's face, the shards piercing into his skin. The black ink mixed with blood slowly flowed down Hoffa's stunned face.
Fatir's face that had just calmed down completely collapsed. He narrowed his blue eyes that were the same as Aglaia's and looked at Hoffa. He gritted his teeth and said, "Are you worried that she's dead?"
Hoffa did not answer, allowing the ink and blood to flow freely on his body.
After smashing the ink bottle, Fatir leaned back on the chair and smiled coldly. "Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you. She will die, for sure. Under that kind of powerful space-time ability, she will definitely die. Her body and soul will be completely devoured by my time machine. However, just by sacrificing one person, we can obtain victory in the war and stop all evil. In anyone's eyes, this is a very good deal. "
Listening to Fatir's words, Hoffa did not know what to say. At this moment, he seemed to see another Grindelwald.
He seemed to see Dumbledore being forced by Grindelwald to sacrifice himself to save the big picture.
It was as if he could see Grindelwald standing in front of him in the dark when he was a third-year student and saying to Dumbledore, "If we can destroy the ultimate evil, what is the sacrifice of one or two people?"
"No, Fatir, this won't do."
He shuddered and touched the glass shards on his face. He pounced back and pressed on Fatir's table. "There must be another way! Believe me, there must be another way. "
"You love her, you love that nun, don't you?"
Fatir's decadent blue eyes were as sharp as a knife. "If I didn't catch her, but a homeless man on the street, would you still be standing in front of me?!"
He squinted his eyes and stood up from the chair. He stepped over his table and walked towards Hoffa step by step. Hoffa could only retreat step by step.
"My daughter saved you when you were at your most helpless, and this is how you repay her? Yes. "
"In just a year, you have a new lover."
Every word Fatir said was like a hammer hitting Hoffa's heart heavily. "I was wrong about you, Bach. You are despicable, shameless, and ungrateful. You dare say you didn't kill anyone when you were in France? You dare say you didn't kill anyone when you sent that nun back?"
"That's my fault!"
Hoffa said painfully. "I didn't understand at that time! I didn't understand sacrifice and love. I have lost myself under the impermanence of fate. "
His face was pale, but he did not retreat. Instead, he grabbed Fatir's arm. "But now I know that the more I kill, the more I resemble Grindelwald. One day, I will become like him!"
"What does it matter? In this cruel world, there is no right or wrong. The only thing is equal exchange. If you want to get something, you have to sacrifice something else! Do you understand? Hoffa Bach!! "
"I understand, I understand it too well."
Hoffa said painfully. "But I also understand that if we really do this, nothing will change in the end. Everything will be the same as before."
"What's the difference between you and a person who has lost everything?!"
Fatir roared and pressed Hoffa against the wall. "My family is everything to me. Even if I fall into hell, I will pull her back. This is the difference!"
Hoffa's eyes reddened as his throat was gripped. He coughed and said with difficulty, "I … have no parents. She is the first friend I know. You are not the only one who has lost everything."
"Then help me!!!"
Fatir roared and pressed Hoffa with saliva splattering everywhere. "Then help me. Kill those who dare to stop me. Let my plan be carried out smoothly!"
Hoffa's lips were pale. He looked at Fatir's face that was completely distorted under her silver hair. His heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. He was in so much pain that he could barely control himself. He shook his head. "I can't do it, Fatir …" He held Fatir's hand tightly and pleaded. "There must be another way. Calm down."
"There is no other way, Bach. Other than time, nothing can change fate. I'll ask you one last time. Will you help me? "
Their faces were very close to each other, but there was an invisible ravine between them. It was like the Great Rift Valley of East Africa that tore apart the earth, or the deepest Mariana Trench at the bottom of the sea. It was bottomless.
Following Hoffa's silence, Fatir's expression changed from rage and hope to complete coldness.
He slowly let go of Hoffa's collar and took two steps back. His blue eyes were filled with exhaustion and numbness. Even if he still had a youthful appearance, his posture now looked like an old man.
"If that's the case, then leave."
He said calmly.
Hoffa took a step forward. In the next second.
Boom!!
It was accompanied by a blow that almost shook the earth.
Fatir's desk turned into powder. Countless documents on the table that were waiting to be read exploded as if a grenade was stuffed into them. They exploded into pieces that filled the air.
Amidst the fluttering pieces of paper, an invisible ferocious beast crashed heavily into Huo Fa's chest. It directly hit him and smashed him into the wall. He flew backward, and then smashed through four or five walls in a row before stopping.
Gravel the size of a human's head rumbled down. This unexpected blow caused an incalculable number of broken bones. He did not even have the time to transform his body into steel before the invisible beast exerted its strength again. Amidst the rubble and ruins, the beast bit his thigh and threw him high into the air.
Ghost Walk!
Hoffa, who was in mid-air, entered Ghost Walk.
In the grayish-white Shadow World, the dragon-shaped beast that ran away when it saw him now had red eyes. Its entire body had more than doubled in size.
Its transparent body bit its own thigh and pushed itself forward as if it had gone mad, plowing out cracks on the ground one after another.
Boom!!
Another wall was smashed through.
It directly smashed through the wall leading to the elevator shaft with Hoffa in the shadow. Two extremely hard heads smashed through the iron fence of the Ministry of Magic's elevator and came out in mid-air.
Hoffa looked at the bottomless elevator under him and then at his chest. His chest was gone. It was as if he was suspended in the elevator shaft with only his head and half of his chest.
"Damn it, Fatir …"
He gritted his teeth and raised his head from the half-suspended state. The three-ring scar on his chest was as bright as a torch. His arm snapped back to its original state, and the wound quickly healed. He held the transparent beast's mouth and entered the Shadow World at the same time.
In the Shadow World, the dragon-shaped beast bit his thigh and swallowed the lower half of his body with its long mouth.
Crackle, he exerted force with both hands.
The huge transformation force allowed him to forcibly open the shadow dragon's mouth. He bent over and stood up by stepping on its jaw.
Then, he saw that in the depths of the grayish-white transparent throat, a surge of energy quickly gathered and emitted a dazzling white light.
Roar!!
Invisible flames spewed out from the shadow dragon's mouth and hit the boy in its mouth. The high temperature made the air ripple like water. Hoffa's exquisite suit bought from Saville Street was burned to pieces in the blink of an eye.
He stepped on the shadow dragon's jaw and exerted force with his legs.
Boom!!
The fire-breathing beast lost its balance and was stepped straight down by the huge force. It fell into the deep elevator shaft and disappeared. With the help of the reaction force, Hoffa jumped out of the elevator shaft.
In the smashed elevator shaft, a sign was lying on the ground. He bent down and quickly pointed at the sign with his finger.
Second floor, Magic Law Enforcement Department
Third floor, Magic Accident and Disaster Department
Sixth floor, Magic Transportation Department
Seventh floor, Magic Sports Department
Ninth floor, Mystical Affairs Department
"Mystical Affairs Department, Mystical Affairs Department, Nicole Lemay … at the bottom …"
Hoffa quickly determined the place he wanted to go. Fatir had lost her mind under the crazy obsession. He had to find Chloe first and then talk to him slowly.
At the same time, the walls of the Ministry of Magic that were smashed by the shadow dragon were like flesh and blood healing back in time. Rubble flew and they became complete again.
"Hiss, hiss, hiss, kaka, kaka, kaka"
Accompanied by a dense sound, gargoyles crawled from the ceiling. Each of them was the size of three adults and their eyes were shining with a terrifying blue light.
He didn't dare to hesitate and jumped into the broken elevator shaft.
As soon as he jumped down, countless gargoyles stuck their heads in and crowded around the broken elevator door. It was a hair-raising sight. The gargoyles raised their arms made of marble, and a javelin appeared in each of their arms.
Kacha!!
Hoffa, who was falling from the air, turned around and raised his hand to shoot a Finger of Death.
Amidst the loud noise, a red light flashed and illuminated the elevator shaft. Like lightning, the magic spell concentrated on the heads of countless Gargoyles. Hundreds of Gargoyles' heads were instantly turned into ashes under the extreme heat and slowly drifted down from the sky.
Before Hoffa could breathe a sigh of relief.
He, who was falling at an extremely fast speed, instantly stopped in mid-air.
More than a hundred javelins pierced through the walls like a trap in an ancient tomb, turning him into a sieve as he fell. One of his eyeballs was pierced, and his intestines were stabbed out. Blood spurted out, and the elevator shaft was completely turned into a hellish battlefield.
"F * ck!!"
He cursed in his heart.
At this moment, he was sure that Fatir really wanted to kill him. Even under such circumstances, he couldn't believe that this was what his former teacher, the father of his best friend, did to him.
The rows of javelins changed shape and sharp teeth grew out of each one. Hoffa's body was in so much pain that he was almost numb. Even at night, his body's recovery speed couldn't keep up with the speed of destruction.
It wasn't over yet. The elevator shaft was squeezed in from all directions. At this moment, the Ministry of Magic seemed to have come alive and turned into a ferocious beast.
Seeing that he was about to be squeezed into meat paste, Hoffa, who couldn't move, looked at the top of the elevator shaft with his only remaining eye. Through the layers of Ministry of Magic and countless protective spells, he could still see the moon in the sky. Outside the Ministry of Magic, it was the darkest moment of the night.
He heard the whisper of the God of Darkness again. "After sleeping, I listen to your song in the darkness. Eight beasts, the River of Forgetfulness sinking to the underworld. Holy nails piercing the flesh of sinners. A prayer, bestowed eternal life to the spirit bird …"
He lowered his eyes and the three rings on his chest grew to cover his entire upper body. Four blood-red wings grew out from his back. He flapped his wings and the red feathers fluttered in the air. Amidst the countless steel spikes, he tore his body apart. The ugly and horrifying pieces of flesh transformed into countless dancing nightingales. They nimbly passed through the dense steel spikes and flew to the ground with a pleasant song. They reformed into a complete gray-haired, golden-eyed young man.
Hoffa looked at his unharmed hands in astonishment. Then he looked at the dense steel spikes above his head. He was scared and at the same time, he felt mysterious. The feeling of communicating with God at the moment of life and death was really similar to those believers who prayed to God before they died.
However, he didn't have time to think about the relationship between God and himself. Chloe's life and death lingered around him. He leaned against the wall and walked sideways in the dark corridor.
Not long after, he arrived at a pitch-black circular room.
The Department of Mystical Affairs was at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic. 50 years later, because of the Prophecy Ball, it led to Tom Riddle's large-scale invasion. At the same time, it was also the place where Harry's godfather, Sirius, died. Thinking about Sirius's death, a thick ominous feeling surged in Hoffa's heart.
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