"Take a guess."
The faceless man, who had lost his wand, slowly got up from the ground and moved his neck, which had been bent by the gauntlet.
Crack, crack.
He forced his neck back to its normal position, and then his hands naturally hung down. He stood in the center of the observatory with his head tilted, and only his face with his mouth was firmly "staring" at Hoffa.
Hoffa maintained an extremely vigilant posture.
For some reason, he did not feel at ease at all after taking the wand away from the faceless man.
After moving his neck, the faceless man applauded.
Clap!
Clap!
Clap!
After applauding, he said lightly, "You are so skilled, Hoffa Bach. You have grown a lot in half a semester. I am more and more interested in you. "
"Who are you, and why are you doing these things?"
Hoffa held the wand firmly.
"Does it matter who I am?"
The faceless man did not even look at his wand, and he strolled leisurely towards Hoffa.
"Polymorph, an invisibility spell that can avoid damage. I am curious, do you still have enough magic power? "
Hoffa took a step back.
"You can try."
"You don't have to bluff, I know you too well. Your strengths, your weaknesses, I know very well. "
The faceless man shook his head.
"But what about you, how much do you know about me? How are you going to defeat an opponent you don't understand at all? "
After saying that, he directly raised his hand, five fingers together, and aimed at Hoffa.
"Phosphorescent Bullets."
Five small fireballs spun out from his palm, and under the huge magic fluctuation, they were instantly compressed into a blue fireball the size of a bullet.
He swung his hand!
The fireball shot towards Hoffa like lightning.
The huge magic fluctuation made Hoffa's hair sway wildly. He clenched his teeth, and the muscles on his face were almost twitching. He did not expect this at all.
Casting without a wand!?
Is this guy so monstrous?
Then what is the point of the wand that I spent almost half of my magic power to take?
The power of the flame bullet was unparalleled.
There were not many options left for Hoffa.
Ghost Walk!
The moment Hoffa disappeared, the finger-sized blue flame hit the wall behind him.
Flames soared into the sky, followed by a huge explosion.
The roof of Ghoshak's office was blasted away, and stone fragments danced wildly in the air.
This was not the end.
Hoffa dragged the broadsword and quickly moved around the observatory. When the faceless man saw Hoffa disappear, he quickly retreated. His mouth was silently calculating the time.
Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one!
Ghost Walk lasted for ten seconds.
It crossed its fingers.
"Torrent Barrier."
Huge waves began to surge from the ground, and the entire observatory suddenly turned into a deep blue pool.
The moment Hoffa exited Ghost Walk, he began to sink.
F * ck! His expression changed again and again.
Fortunately, there was a stone pillar next to him. He barely managed to hold on to the stone pillar of the observatory to prevent himself from falling into the water.
The opponent's combat talent was simply terrifying. He had only used Ghost Walk once, but it had already calculated the timing of his Ghost Walk.
This was not the end.
The faceless man stood in the middle of the raging waves and pressed down with one hand.
"Shark Bite."
Then, a black shadow appeared from the pool and instantly grew larger.
Boom!!
Amidst the splashes of water, a huge shark head suddenly emerged from the deep pool. It opened its bloody mouth and swallowed Huo Fa whole, biting down with a crunch.
Even though Hoffa had experienced so much in the past six months, he was still frightened out of his wits by this sudden attack.
There was no way to avoid it.
He exerted strength in his muscles and tried to pull the stone pillar up high. With a somersault, he jumped out of the shark's mouth and avoided this fatal attack.
But he was a second too late.
The sharp teeth left six bloody gashes on his side.
Blood instantly soaked his school robe.
The faceless man continued to raise his hand, but let out two ominous coughs. Then, the pool on the ground disappeared, and the shark that had leapt up was reduced to specks of blue dust in the air.
Everything seemed to be a Mirage.
Thud!
Hoffa, who was holding the stone pillar, fell to the ground powerlessly.
With his magic exhausted, he covered the wound on his side and leaned against the stone pillar, gasping for breath.
At this moment, Hoffa finally understood.
He had met a powerful opponent that he had never met before.
Stronger than anyone he had ever met. This was not a power that a student could have.
"What kind of magic is this?" Hoffa asked hoarsely.
The faceless man slowly walked over from afar, wrapped in thick darkness, his body was almost invisible. His face slowly wriggled and changed shape, his facial features appeared little by little, and finally became exactly the same as Miranda.
"And you say you're not Miranda!" Hoffa was shocked and angry.
"You can only see the surface?" 'Miranda' chuckled.
"You killed the dodo bird!"
"Uh-huh."
"You brought the dark wizard in through the secret passage."
"I've asked twice."
"You reported me for bringing a fairy in?"
"Who else do you think it was?" The guy in front of her who looked exactly like Miranda chuckled. "The arrogant and conceited Miss Dracath, huh? Appearance is always higher than reality. Pathetic. Her childish noise is just to get your attention, that's all. "
She walked closer and closer. Her appearance, wrapped in thick darkness, was very strange to Hoffa.
The world was too crazy. It felt like he had been living with a docile Chihuahua, and one day, that Chihuahua suddenly turned into a ferocious beast.
She stood beside Hoffa, one hand behind her back and the other in front of her, looking down at Hoffa.
"That day in Violet's secret room, I told you not to come to me again," she said coldly. "But you didn't follow my good intentions."
Blood slowly flowed out of his body, mixed with the pain of magic overdraft. This was the most embarrassing moment Hoffa had ever been. Even when facing Schmidt and Rutterov, he had not been so embarrassed.
He looked up at her.
That face, that gloomy, pale, indifferent expression, was exactly the same as Schmidt and Rutterov.
Hoffa took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
"I don't understand. What's your relationship with Schmidt?"
"That's a very private topic. Do you think I'll tell you?"
Hoffa looked into her eyes and said slowly.
"I thought we were friends."
"Friends? You have friends? "
Her expression was calm, but her tone was disdainful. "You've never confided in anyone. You've never discussed any secrets or plans with me.
Even when I asked you what you did in the Forbidden Forest, you didn't tell me a single thing. You wouldn't tell me about your relationship with the fairy. You wouldn't tell me what you did in the middle of the night. You wouldn't tell me about the magic potion you wanted to make.
You never watched Aglaia's Quidditch competition seriously, but you still praised her without changing your expression and said that she flew well. You weren't even willing to sacrifice some time to accompany me to the Christmas party.
I've given you many chances, but you value your little world more than anything else. Even in my opinion, a guy like you is too cold. "
The guy who looked like Miranda slowly squatted down, grabbed Hoffa's collar with one hand, and said softly, face to face.
"You don't really see me as a friend. You only have yourself in your mind. Do you think that others will stay put and wait for you to grow, or do you think that hiding in your little corner will give you a sense of security?"
Hoffa's face was as pale as paper. At this moment, the cold words turned into the sharpest blade. His philosophy of doing things was challenged the most.
The other party tore apart the gentle facade between them, revealing the essence of nothingness hidden beneath their relationship.
He had nowhere to hide.
At this moment.
Whether it was magic, physical, or spiritual.
It was a complete defeat.
His weakness was clearly known by the other party. Everything that seemed natural and reasonable was shattered in the face of the environment.
He even felt that physical pain was no longer scary.
What was scary was the impact of the negative energy on his mind, the interrogation of his soul.
He couldn't say a word.
Letting go of his hand, the girl stood up. She coughed twice, raised her head, and said coldly:
"Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the nature of ordinary humans, but it's not the nature of heroes. Hoffa, Bach, if you want to defeat me, you're still far from it. But you're lucky this time. Someone is here to save you. "
Just as she finished speaking, a black chain suddenly emerged from the ground and bound the girl's arm with a clatter.
The moment the chain appeared, she turned her head and looked at the door.
Then, countless chains shot up from the ground like snakes and firmly bound her body.
Her thighs, arms, and neck were all bound by chains.
But she wasn't surprised at all. She just stood there calmly. Looking at the office that had been lifted to the top of the tower.
Finally, a figure slowly appeared.
He was wearing a blue robe, and the anger on his face almost distorted his face.
"Get out of my granddaughter's body!" Adbe Ghoshak roared.
"Is it so hard to admit my identity and my mistakes?" The girl's lips curled up slightly.
"Shut up! Shut up! Monster! "
Ghoshak raised his wand.
"Monster? You raise these students like pigs and send them to fight in the Magi's war. You've lived 50 years longer than me. Aren't you an old monster? "The girl sneered.
"There's a price for order!" Ghoshak said sternly.
"Does the price include your descendants?"
Professor Ghoshak was silent. After a while, he said: "I'm sorry."
He raised his wand and pointed it at the girl.
"Put away your hypocritical face. You don't care about my parents, and you don't care about my life or death." The girl said calmly: "Of course, this won't end. You won't be able to control it for long. I can feel it."
"I'm sorry."
Ghoshak's face turned even paler.
"Do it, old man."
The girl said in a sarcastic tone.
Ghoshak stood where he was and closed his eyes in pain. Then, he waved his wand violently. All the metal chains tightened instantly, and the huge force tore all the girl's limbs apart.
The girl turned to look at Hoffa and smiled. Her lips opened and closed.
Although it was silent, Hoffa could see clearly that she was saying "Bye bye."
As the chains closed, her neck was broken, and her eyes were unfocused.
She knelt on the ground, swayed twice, and fell onto the ice. His entire body exploded with a loud bang, turning into countless wisps of black gas that dissipated into the night sky.
After a long time.
Ghoshak looked up at the sky and took a deep breath. He exhaled a cloud of white mist in the cold night sky. He was so old that he looked like an old man with one foot in the grave. He was a completely different person from his usual swift and decisive state.
He opened his eyes and slowly walked to Hoffa.
"You killed Miranda?"
Hoffa sat on the ground, paralyzed. He was not in a good mental state. He looked at the place where the black smoke disappeared and muttered.
"No, I can't kill it," Ghoshak said softly, "It's not Miranda, it's Mille. The German Dark Warlock, Gellert, planted a spiritual seed in Miranda's mind by Grindelwald. As long as Miranda is alive, it will continue to be born. "
Ghoshak squatted down and pointed his wand at Hoffa's waist. Hoffa's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mille, Grindelwald, a product of black magic.
Hoffa could not say a word. He had heard of Mille a long time ago.
Very long ago.
He had heard Aglaia talk about him on the first day he boarded the school train. At that time, Hoffa thought that Aglaia had mistaken him for someone else. He did not expect this guy to be real. It was just that it was not a physical body, but a product of Grindelwald's black magic.
He finally tore open the fog that had been bothering him, only to find that behind the fog, there was an insurmountable mountain. The world's top Dark Warlock, Grindelwald.
Hiding in one's own little world gave one a sense of security.
Wasn't this natural?
Since when was it a sin to be an ordinary person?
Mille's words had a huge impact on Hoffa's mental state. After Ghoshak finished healing his injuries, he could not stand properly.
He supported himself against the wall and stood up. He picked up his wand and stumbled back to where he came from.
At this moment, Ghoshak called out to him.
"Bach, wait."
Hoffa turned and looked at him numbly.
"What's wrong?"
"I am very grateful that you took the initiative to come and stop Mille from destroying the teleportation portal. This is not courage that an ordinary person can have."
Ghoshak looked at Hoffa and said in a low voice.
"But you must remember, a real man must climb back up from where he fell. Do not let others shake your will, understand?"
Hoffa's mouth was agape. These words, which usually sounded like a bowl of chicken soup, shocked him.
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