The Hogwarts were brightly lit by candles, but most of the students had already gone home, so the castle was deserted.
The Astronomical Tower was on the west side of the castle. Hoffa had some impression of this place because both the Ravenclaw Tower and the Astronomical Tower were part of Hogwarts. There were also a few corridors in the middle.
With the help of the magic stairs in the Ravenclaw Tower, Hoffa quickly climbed up.
As he approached the Astronomical Tower, the scenery began to change. The oil paintings on the walls disappeared and were replaced by rows of mirrors and celestial telescopes.
These telescopes slowly rotated in the corridors, making a rhythmic beeping sound. Everything was working in an orderly manner.
Hoffa slowed down his pace and carefully searched for the possible location of the teleportation circle.
After a while, Hoffa did not find the teleportation circle. However, at the end of the corridor, he saw an oil painting. It was the only oil painting in the corridor.
It was a strange painting. In the other paintings, there was only one person or a group of people chatting.
In this painting, there were two people, a male and a female adult wizard.
The man and woman should be lovers or husband and wife. The man had gray hair, a high nose bridge, and a gentle smile on his face.
The female wizard had chestnut-colored hair and a gentle appearance. She leaned lazily in the male wizard's arms. She seemed to have seen through Hoffa's stealth mode.
"Merry Christmas, child," she said softly.
Then, the surroundings returned to silence. Only the beeping sound of the rotating telescopes could be heard.
Hoffa frowned and canceled his stealth mode. He stared at the man and woman in the painting.
He felt a strange sense of familiarity from the man in the painting. He had seen this man somewhere before.
Finally, a small detail made his hair stand on end.
He was wearing a silver earring, just like him.
Many, many days ago, Yin Duo's careless words flashed across his mind like lightning.
'My last friend also wore an earring. His name is Nimon.'
Nimon.
He had seen this man when he was searching for the clubs in the classroom. This meant that the woman next to him was his wife.
There was no doubt that there was something behind this painting.
It could be a secret passage leading to the top of the observatory, or a prison for the dark sorcerers.
However, a password was required to pass through the portrait.
In the Hogwarts drawing, only Ravenclaw's lounge required solving riddles to pass through. However, the other portraits required a password to pass through, and the password would be changed regularly.
Hoffa rubbed his head. He was not afraid of solving puzzles.
However, he didn't know what to do with a password he didn't know.
However, at this moment, soft footsteps came from the passage behind him.
Hoffa quickly turned around and disappeared into thin air, entering Stealth.
A gray-robed figure slowly emerged from the darkness. She was slender and thin, and she wore a strange pale mask.
It was the target that Hoffa had been chasing for a long time.
What was even stranger was that when it walked past the speculum, its shadow was not reflected in the speculum.
Hoffa leaned against the wall, his fingers clenching the magic wand. His heart was beating wildly, and his palms were sweaty.
The truth was right in front of him, close at hand, but there was a strong sense of unreality. Hoffa even felt that he was not looking at a person.
"Order." The masked man stood in front of the portrait and said the password without hesitation.
The man in the portrait smiled.
"Merry Christmas."
After that, he slowly slid away, revealing the passage hidden behind the portrait.
The masked man went into the portrait, and the portrait closed again.
Nimon, Order?
Hoffa shook his head, forcing his wildly beating heart to calm down.
He had a vague feeling in his heart, but he was not sure.
Hoffa gritted his teeth and removed the illusion.
"Order." He also said to the portrait.
The portrait slowly opened.
Hoffa went into the passage without saying a word. He had to find out the reason.
In front of him was a stone spiral staircase. Hoffa followed the stairs all the way up.
Although he was puzzled, anxious, and puzzled. But when Hoffa walked into the room, he was still surprised.
He had thought that this would lead directly to the top of the Astronomy Tower, or a prison cell for prisoners, but he had never thought that this was an office.
Compared to Slughorn's magnificent office, this office could only be described as simple and crude.
This was a circular room. There were no decorations in the room, only an ordinary wooden table, a bookshelf, a spiral staircase, and some books on the bookshelf. There were also rows of oil paintings on the wall.
Apart from these things, there was nothing else in the office.
If it were not for the neatly stacked documents on the desk, Hoffa would almost think that this office had been ransacked by thieves.
He slowly looked along the oil paintings on the wall.
These oil paintings were arranged according to time, and each oil painting was marked with a time.
The first oil painting was of a teenager riding on a flying broom. He looked seventy to eighty percent similar to Adebe Ghoshak.
There were more than ten oil paintings, from when he was in school, to when he graduated, to when he got married.
The teenager became a young man, and the oil painting became an old-fashioned moving black and white photo.
One row down, there was an extra person next to the young man in the photo, it was the woman in the oil painting.
Hoffa stopped in front of the last photo of the man and woman disappearing.
Nimon Ghoshak
(1901 — 1928)
Alice Ghoshak
(1903 — 1928)
Hoffa looked up with a pale face.
The identity of the owner of this office was very clear. It was the dean of Ravenclaw Academy, Adebe Ghoshak, and the sprite's previous partner was the dean's son.
The academy placed the teleportation array in the dean's office.
Then the masked man
At this time, above the spiral staircase, there was a crisp tinkling sound, like a chain breaking.
Huo Fa came to his senses.
Not good, Miranda!
He rushed up the spiral staircase and found that the iron door leading to the outside had been cut by a magic spell, and two steel chains were scattered on the ground.
Hoffa pushed the door open and rushed out.
In front of him was a huge open platform, and on the platform were more than ten thick stone pillars used to observe the stars.
Under the cold night sky, countless blue runes shone dimly under the moonlight.
And the masked man was standing in the middle of the platform.
In the sky, dark green vortexes were densely packed, and there were strange flashes of light in the middle.
The masked man raised his wand high, and the tip of the wand shone with a glaring green light.
The flow of magic in the air was suffocating Hoffa. He had only experienced this feeling once, and that was outside Ollivander's wand shop. He felt a similar magic from Tom Riddle. But this time, it was more terrifying than the last.
Huo Fa ended his stealth and abruptly raised his wand. He shouted, "Miranda, stop!"
Hearing the shout, the light on the masked man's wand gradually extinguished. He slowly turned around, and the strange pale mask on his face was as sarcastic as ever.
"Who are you looking for?"
The masked man asked calmly.
"I'm looking for you!"
Hoffa said loudly, "Miranda, do you know what you're doing?"
"You've got the wrong person."
The masked man tilted his head and interrupted Hoffa.
"Wrong person? When you heard that Charles Crouch had left the team, the first thing you thought of was to check the teleportation portal in the snow. When you heard from Albert that the Hogwarts were in the Astronomy Tower, you immediately left the party. "
Hoffa suppressed the anger in his chest.
"Miranda, did you send the dark wizards to kill me?"
"Yes, but you've got the wrong person."
With that, the masked man waved his wand like lightning.
A streak of purple light arrived in the blink of an eye. Without saying a word, it immediately attacked.
Hoffa, who had been vigilant, immediately rolled on the ground.
"Dessler Falcon Mundt!"
Hoffa entered the illusion state and ran towards the masked man.
Illusion spell? The masked man narrowed his eyes.
"Meaningless."
He quickly waved his wand again.
"Scorching Scorched Earth!"
A large area of flames appeared on the ground. They surged high into the air, forming an orange-red wall of fire.
The temperature in the air rose rapidly and the ice on the rooftop quickly melted.
Hoffa had never seen such a spell before. He could only quickly jump on the stone pillar and jump over the wall of fire. Then he raised his hand and cast a stun spell.
"Stun to the ground!"
The masked man didn't move. He held his wand horizontally.
"Anti-Magic Shield!"
The red light of the Stun Spell hit an invisible ripple and disappeared.
Hoffa's idea of sneaking in was instantly destroyed.
The masked man stood behind the transparent shield and laughed. "Do you only know the spells in the textbooks? You can't beat me with just this. "
The masked man was more difficult to deal with than expected. Hoffa didn't give up. He ran wildly and quickly poured magic into his wand. His wand instantly turned into a huge broadsword.
He raised the broadsword and slashed at the masked man.
The masked man took a step back.
"Transfiguration spell, interesting. Triple Iron Guard."
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
With three muffled sounds, three ghost knights in ice blue steel armor fell from the sky and smashed heavily on the ground of the observatory.
Ha!
Then with a roar, they closed their shields and firmly protected the masked man in all directions.
Hoffa dragged the broadsword and smashed it on the armor.
Boom!
The sword and shield collided, and a long line of sparks appeared.
This shook Hoffa's arm and made him almost vomit blood.
The defense of the three ghost knights was not just for show. This was not an ordinary Iron Armor spell at all.
"As expected of Dumbledore's favorite student. You're something."
The masked man's indifferent voice came from the armor.
"Shut up!"
Hoffa kept retreating and increased the magic input. The broadsword in his hand quickly changed into a heavy hammer.
Then, he took three consecutive steps and rushed forward again. He swung the heavy hammer and smashed it on the armor with a bang.
Thump!
There was a muffled thunder-like noise.
One of the Iron Knights was sent flying by the impact.
The masked man behind the armor did not expect this at all. He decisively took a step back and another knight quickly stepped forward to fill the gap.
But he was still a step too late. Hoffa retracted his wand and activated Ghost Walk. In a few steps, he rushed in through the gap and grabbed its cold wrist. With a twist, he pulled out its wand.
Then Hoffa quickly waved his right hand. The wand instantly turned into metal and wrapped around his right arm, turning into a huge silver lion's head glove.
Boom!
The Lion's Head Uppercut hit the masked man's chin.
Hoffa was afraid that the masked man was Miranda, so he only used 70% of his strength.
But even so, the mask was shattered like a piece of paper. The masked man was sent flying, flipped three or four times in the air, and fell heavily to the ground and rolled a few times. His neck was bent.
In an instant, the situation was reversed. With half of his magic power as the price, Hoffa seized the masked man's weapon and knocked him down on the spot.
Hoffa widened his eyes and quickly retreated to distance himself from the masked man. He did not expect the masked man to be so weak and fall in such an exaggerated manner.
But he did not feel good either. The continuous running had consumed a lot of his stamina.
In the snowstorm of Christmas Eve, the observatory fell into a state of silence.
After a long time, Hoffa saw the masked man lying on the ground, motionless. He thought that he had crippled him.
"Miranda!?"
He frowned and slowly walked closer.
But the masked man was not as weak as he thought. He propped himself up with his arms and shakily got up from the ground. He turned to look at Hoffa.
Huo Fa was startled the moment he saw it.
Under the mask was a completely unfamiliar face. Or rather, it was not a face at all.
The face had no facial features, only a mouth. It was similar to the monolith monsters he saw in the Underworld Hörheim!
Hoffa stared at the monster in front of him, stunned. He felt that he had gone crazy.
"Who the f * ck are you?" Hoffa shouted in shock.
The masked man got up.
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