For the next few days, even though the weather was getting colder and colder, Ravenclaw's common room was filled with a festive atmosphere. Everyone admired Aglaia for turning the tide.
Aglaia was also immersed in the joy of successfully acting cool. Every day, she proudly swayed around, like a male peacock patrolling its territory.
Every time she occasionally passed by Hoffa, she would deliberately lead the topic to Quidditch. It was as if she was saying to Hoffa — -Praise me, praise me again.
Hoffa could not imagine how much he would hate this arrogant peacock if it were not for Schmidt and Ruttloff.
Fortunately, he had gradually gotten used to all of this.
It would be abnormal if this guy kept a low profile one day.
Of course, Hoffa would not do as she wished and praise her.
Missing the opportunity to meet the masked man made Hoffa feel inexplicably uneasy.
After the death battle in the Forbidden Forest, he had made up his mind to take the initiative to do something to change the situation, to get rid of the shadow of the Dark Magi.
But when it came to doing it, Hoffa found that it was not that simple.
He returned to the club countless times, trying to find the masked man.
But it was all in vain.
He knew nothing about that guy. He did not know his name, nor did he know his identity. Even if he wanted to report him, he did not know where to start. The club's portrait was already empty, and he could not even enter.
Thinking of Schmidt who was still on the run, thinking of the murderous intent aimed at him in the Forbidden Forest, Hoffa always felt a thorn in his heart, a knot in his heart.
He must find that guy.
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…
Finally, the semester ended.
In a quiet morning, Hoffa, who was left alone in the dormitory, welcomed his first Christmas holiday in Hogwarts.
In the morning, he woke up from his sleep and felt a heavy weight on his body.
When he got up, it turned out that the weather blanket he bought for Maya had arrived.
Hoffa got up and opened the blanket.
Suddenly, the temperature of the whole room rose a lot, even making people feel as dry as a desert.
On the carpet, there was brown soil. It bathed in the sunlight and changed its color. Depending on the intensity of the sun's rays, the color of the rocks was sometimes dark blue, sometimes brown, and sometimes red.
Oppressive dark clouds gathered above the carpet, and muffled thunder rumbled from within.
Under the thunder, there was a pillar-shaped cactus in the desert, and a mini owl was hiding on the cactus. In the cactus forest, there were some wild boars from the Western Hemisphere, sand turtles, large scorpions, rattling rattlesnakes, and frightening venomous lizards.
It was a miniature version of Arizona's climate.
Hoffa was very satisfied. He had bought it from Diagon Alley with Joey the Owl not long ago.
After looking at the weather blanket, Hoffa was about to take it to Maya when he found two small boxes under the blanket.
This made Hoffa feel a little strange. He did not have the habit of celebrating Christmas, nor did he expect to receive gifts from others.
Could it be that someone had given him a gift?
Putting down the blanket, Hoffa opened the two boxes on the ground.
The first box was made of paper. It was wrinkled and stained with snow. It seemed to have been sent from somewhere far away. When he opened the box, there was a letter inside.
There were only a few small words on the letter.
Indor, private.
Opened letter. There were only two thin pieces of paper in the letter.
The first piece of paper.
[Merry Christmas, Hoffa. I hope you are all right. Forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye last time. I did not dare to contact you through earrings. Because the Hogwarts still have not found the person who destroyed the teleportation array, it is not safe now.
Ghoshak and I have reached an agreement to transfer the teleportation array from the hunting ground to the observatory. But I am not sure if it will work. Because even with the help of the Hogwarts, there is no way to stop the spread of the war.
The situation in the outside world is not good. I have moved to New York in the United States. If you are free in the future, you can come to New York to see me.
Indor.
Also, Schmidt may still be in the United Kingdom. You must be careful. His ability is strange. Do not leave the vicinity of the school.]
Hoffa finished reading the first letter and took out the second piece of paper.
It was not a piece of paper, but a ship ticket.
On the ticket was a picture of a lively harbor with glass buildings and floating bottles on the beach.
London Port Thames – New York Port Manhattan.
(With this ticket, you can board the ship at any time.)
After reading Indor's Christmas gift, Hoffa's mouth twitched. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
A ship ticket?
For some reason, he suddenly thought of Reid and Andy from Shawshank Redemption.
The other party was Andy. Even after escaping from prison, he didn't forget to give him a boat ticket. How unique. But after setting me up so much, you still want me to find you? In your dreams, Indor.
But after receiving the letter, Hoffa's anger towards him dissipated a little.
After all, these days, whenever he thought of this troublemaker, he would grit his teeth in anger.
After keeping the letter and the ship ticket, he could not help but look at the other box on the ground.
Compared to Indor's rough packaging, this box was much more exquisite. The box was made of mahogany and was inlaid with a peculiar silver pattern.
After rummaging through the box for a long time, Hoffa did not find a signature. Thus, he opened it curiously.
Inside the box was a blue cup used for rinsing. On the cup was a moving mountain troll. The mountain troll was rinsing its mouth with the cup by the river. He had a silly look on his face.
Hoffa's face instantly turned ugly.
He stuffed the cup back into the box and stuffed the box under his bed. He swore that he would never touch this thing again.
After checking the gift, Hoffa grabbed his blanket and left the room.
Outside the common room, snowflakes danced outside the window and hit the frozen window frame. The railings of the stairs were wrapped with holly and metal foil. Inside the helmet of the armor, there were flickering candles. Along the corridor, there were large bunches of mistletoe.
Hoffa thought that he had to go to the treehouse in the forest to see Joey. But he thought too much.
When he walked to the foyer, he saw Joey alone waving his magic wand and moving Christmas trees into the hall. He had already moved 11.
"Joey."
When Hoffa came out from under the mistletoe, Joey was startled.
Joey was slightly unnatural. "What are you doing here? I didn't prepare a gift for you."
"It's okay. You can save it. When I become an adult, you can pull me into Mormonism as compensation."
"Enough!" Joey said angrily. "We have already discussed this topic. Can you stop blaspheming my religion? I won't let you become a religion just because of your youthful fantasies. "
Hoffa laughed heartily. After laughing, he gave the blanket in his hand to Joey.
"Okay, this is for you. Go back and take care of Maya. If you need help, write to me."
Joey took the blanket. Before he could open it, Hoffa disappeared under the mistletoe.
After giving the blanket to Joey, Hoffa was not in a hurry to go back to the common room.
There was something more important that he had to do.
He had to go to the Hogwarts Club Tower.
He had been doing this for more than half a month.
For Hoffa, finding the masked man was the most important goal right now.
The enemy was in the dark, but he was in the light. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.
To get to the Club Tower, he had to pass through the school hall. He saw Tom Riddle with his arms crossed at the entrance of the hall, talking to a few Slytherin in green robes.
When Hoffa passed by, he chuckled. "Merry Christmas, Hoffa."
Receiving a blessing from the future Lord Voldemort, Hoffa was not happy at all.
He just replied mechanically, "You too, Tom."
The weather was cold, and the snow outside the window was white. A silence as heavy as the snow on the ground enveloped the entire Club Tower. Since two-thirds of the students had gone back, it was much more deserted than usual.
Out of caution, Huo Fa cast the Illusory Body Spell on himself when he came here. Although he was not sure if the Phantom Spell had any effect on the masked man.
He walked all the way to the corner of the tower.
No one appeared on the road. Even the surrounding oil paintings were empty.
Finally, when Hoffa arrived at his destination.
It was no different from what he had seen every day for the past half a month.
In an inconspicuous corner, there were empty oil paintings.
Hoffa walked around twice. He was not surprised by the fruitless day.
Whether there was or not, he decided to come here every day.
He was ready to go back to the common room.
However, just as he walked down the stairs and turned the corner, he saw a completely unexpected visitor.
It was an old man in a gray robe. He was stooped, the top of his head was half protruding, and his eyes were dark.
Amando Dippet.
The current Headmaster of Hogwarts.
The moment he saw him, Headmaster Dippet also turned his head and looked straight at the place where he was invisible.
Hoffa thought to himself, 'Oh no, it's better to avoid trouble.' He was invisible to guard against the masked man, but he did not want to be questioned by the Headmaster.
He immediately entered Ghost Walk without hesitation.
Headmaster Dippet frowned.
After about five or six seconds, he rubbed his eyes.
"I'm old."
He grumbled and brushed past Hoffa, who was in the shadow.
Hoffa almost broke out in cold sweat. Was seeing through invisibility the Headmaster of Hogwarts a basic ability?
Harry Potter's Invisibility Cloak didn't seem to have any effect on Dumbledore.
However, before Hoffa could admire the Headmaster's powerful eyesight.
The thing in the other party's hand attracted Hoffa's attention.
Amando Dippet walked forward with his hands behind his back, but his right hand was holding a bouquet of flowers.
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