Adbe Ghoshak's words made Hoffa feel a little better, but it wasn't easy for him to recover from his defeat.
Hoffa was like a lonely ghost as he wandered through the school's corridors numbly. He let his feet carry him to Ravenclaw's tower out of habit.
He was very confused along the way. He didn't know how he answered the giant eagle's question, nor did he know how he returned to Ravenclaw's tower. When he returned to the common lounge, he stared blankly at the flickering fire.
This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to do something. He seemed to have succeeded in stopping the destruction of the teleportation portal.
But at the same time, he failed miserably.
He was thinking about what the dark personality Mille had said to him along the way.
For half a year, he had been living in the shadow of World War II. Living in fear of war, living in uncertainty and insecurity.
He had never had an honest conversation with anyone, and he didn't want to find a true friend like Harry. He didn't think it was necessary.
But he didn't live in a vacuum. He lived in the present. It was unavoidable that he would affect others, and he would be affected by others, or even impacted by them.
Hoffa took a deep breath. He sat in front of the fire in the common lounge and buried his face in his hands.
At this moment, his heart was filled with complex emotions. He was at a loss.
He started to envy the one-track minded protagonists in Japanese comics and the decisive protagonists in web novels. He even started to envy Tom Riddle.
Perhaps they wouldn't be affected at all. It was as if they were born with a goal in mind.
Before he could feel conflicted, the door of the common lounge opened. Aglaia, who was wearing a blue pleated dress, dragged Miranda into the lounge.
"Aiya, are you okay? You fell after one sip of wine. And it's fruit wine. You're too trashy. "
While complaining, she suddenly looked up and saw Hoffa by the fire. Hoffa also saw her.
The two were silent for a while before Hoffa's attention shifted to Miranda.
Miranda lowered her head, as limp as mud.
Aglaia frowned. She lifted the paralyzed Miranda and sneered, "You've been in the toilet for a long time."
Hoffa did not explain. Instead, he stood up and slowly walked to Miranda's side.
"Has she always been with you?"
"What else? Hey, who the hell are you? "
"Always? I haven't been anywhere. "
"Of course, are you out of your mind?" Aglaia said angrily.
Hoffa pondered for a moment, then pulled Miranda from her arms and said to Aglaia, "Can you wait for me outside the lounge? I have something to ask Miranda, please."
Aglaia widened her eyes in confusion and looked between Hoffa and Miranda for a long time.
"Ask what?"
Hoffa didn't answer. He just looked at her.
"Okay then, hurry up. I still need to take a shower."
She let go of his hand, puzzled, and walked out of the lounge.
After watching her leave, Hoffa took a deep breath and turned his attention to Miranda.
She didn't go anywhere. She had been at Slughorn's party, but there was a person who looked exactly like her on the rooftop.
This meant that this person could separate another personality from the body and not let anyone see it. He could see it because his Spirit was higher than ordinary people.
Hoffa narrowed his eyes and touched Miranda's forehead.
It was cold to the touch.
He was too familiar with this symptom. It wasn't because she drank too much, but because she overused her magic.
Hoffa understood. So, the seed that Grindelwald planted was to absorb Miranda's Spirit and magic to give birth to Mille.
The purpose was to secretly destroy the teleportation circle in the Hogwarts and let the Dark Wizards in. In the end, it might destroy the school.
He had to admit that his eyes were really sharp. He chose the vice principal's granddaughter as his target.
But, when did this happen?
Did it start this semester, or was it planted long ago? It should have been planted long ago, or else Aglaia wouldn't have admitted her mistake before school started.
But, which personality was in the dominant position? Mille or Miranda? Or did they not interfere with each other?
Thinking for a moment, Huo Fa took a deep breath and performed a meditation technique to recover his magic power and calm himself down.
Then, he began to shake Miranda's shoulder. After a few shakes, Miranda slowly woke up by the fire.
She weakly opened her eyes.
"I … What happened?"
Seeing Hoffa, Miranda rubbed her head. "Didn't we go to Slughorn's party?"
She sat up in silence like a cat. Her gaze was soft, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy and charming. She seemed to be completely unaware of the life and death confrontation between the two of them an hour ago.
Hoffa looked at her without saying a word.
Miranda probably saw the bruises on Hoffa's face, so she rubbed her forehead and crawled over. She frowned and said, "Who did you fight with?"
Her cold fingers brushed Hoffa's face. Hoffa still didn't speak.
Miranda rubbed her forehead and stared at Hoffa in confusion.
"What's with that look? Is it sympathy?"
Hoffa looked away and said calmly, "You drank too much at Slughorn's party."
"Really?"
Miranda rubbed her head and sat back.
She muttered, "I even forgot what to eat. How much did I drink?"
"Do you know Grindelwald?" Hoffa crossed his arms and interrupted her directly.
When he asked this question, his muscles were tense.
Miranda opened her mouth and looked at Hoffa with an almost silly expression.
"Huh? What? "
Looking at her expression, Hoffa knew there was no hope.
There were only two possibilities. One was that the two personalities didn't interfere with each other, just like last time when she helped him borrow a book. The second was that this little girl's acting was superb and couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake.
No matter which one it was, he couldn't get the answer from Miranda.
"Forget it, it's nothing. I'll take you to rest. "Hoffa held Miranda's arm and said calmly. "Have a good sleep tonight."
After pushing Miranda to the door of the female dormitory, Hoffa hesitated for a moment.
Then he quickly walked to the outside of the common room. On the narrow bridge in the sky, Aglaia's blue eyes were full of unhappiness.
"Hey, why are you looking for me?"
Hoffa leaned on the railing next to her. "I have a question to ask you, a very important question."
Aglaia: "Huh?"
"Tell me, who is Mille Ghoshak? You mistook me for Mille on the train, why?
Aglaia froze for a moment, then her face turned red. "Go away."
She was about to go back.
Hoffa stopped her. "Hurry up and tell me."
"Don't mention the pot that doesn't boil."
Aglaia was a little annoyed. "I was wrong, can't I?"
Hoffa: "Then why didn't you mention anyone else but Mille?"
"What does this have to do with you?" Aglaia frowned. "I don't know Mille, I haven't even really seen him. I just know that there is such a person. The children of our wizard family are more or less related to each other. When I was young, I often heard people say that the Ghoshak family had a very powerful magic genius called Mille. At that time, I thought that people were bragging and wanted to learn from him. But that guy seemed to be very reclusive, I couldn't find him, so … "
Aglaia shrugged and didn't continue.
"So you don't know Mille."
Hoffa finished for her.
"That's right, I thought that this so-called magic genius should be in Hogwarts, but he's not. As for why I mistook you for him, that's because the Ghoshak family and the fairies are very close. When I was young, I saw a man called Nimon Ghoshak, he had the same earring as you. But then he died, he died on Helgoland Island. I thought you were his son, so I inherited the earring. "
"As for the relationship between Miranda and Mille, I guess they are cousins. Because the various marriage relationships between wizard families are very complicated, the Ghoshak family is not a small family. As for the specific relationship between them … I never asked Miranda, and Miranda never told me, "Aglaia said.
Hoffa was silent. He knew that things were not as simple as Aglaia thought.
That seemingly ordinary and cute little girl next door had a completely unknown side in her heart. An extremely dark, wild, and dangerous side.
Aglaia crossed her arms and looked at Hoffa curiously.
"What's wrong with you, what happened? Why are you so concerned about Miranda? "
Hoffa hesitated for a few seconds. At this time, the shadow of the past haunted him one last time. He thought of Mille's sarcasm. Hiding in his own little world.
Damn it!
In the end, Hoffa chose to change.
He told Aglaia everything that happened tonight. He felt that he might need some help to solve the problem. Perhaps Aglaia, who was also a girl, would have a better suggestion.
After Hoffa finished, Aglaia stared at the darkness under the narrow bridge as if she had seen a ghost.
After a long time, she turned her head.
"You're saying that Miranda and Mille are the same person?"
"That's right."
There was a moment of silence.
Aglaia said, "Are you kidding me? Your head must have been squeezed by the door. "
Hoffa did not refute or agree, he just sighed.
Aglaia looked at Hoffa for a while, the disdain on her face turned into shock.
"My god, she really destroyed the teleportation circle. I … I slept next door with a girl with a demonized personality, and her other personality was created by the chief wizard of Germany, Gelert Grindelwald! "
Aglaia's face was pale, and her tone was very intense.
"How can the school do this? Do you know how scary a wizard with an unstable mood is? If she keeps suppressing herself, she might become a monster like Silent Ran. Do you know what Silent Ran is …? "
Hoffa raised a hand.
"Don't yell, she's more than a hundred times stronger than you think."
Aglaia opened her mouth, as if she wanted to argue. But in the end, she calmed down. After the life and death battle in the Forbidden Forest, she recognized Hoffa as her teammate.
"Do you have any good ideas?"
Aglaia asked.
There was a moment of silence.
Hoffa looked at the darkness under the narrow bridge, and finally, his gaze became firm.
After more than half a year of experience, he was not as weak as when he first came to this world. He would not fall so easily because of what the dark personality said to him.
"Aglaia."
"What's wrong?"
"Can you help me make a potion?"
Aglaia opened her mouth and looked at Hoffa in disbelief. This boy was like a completely different person from the one she had seen before.
Then, she almost blurted out, "Beg me."
Hoffa did not say anything and just looked at her.
Her face was a little red.
"I was joking. What kind of potion do you want? "
"Mana Recovery Potion, I want a lot. A lot. "
Aglaia thought for a moment and nodded.
"Okay, I will definitely get it for you."
"Thank you."
"What about you?" Aglaia asked softly, "What do you plan to do?"
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