In the records of the Book of Spells, Hoffa stared at the scene unfolding in front of him. He wanted to know why the previous Dark Lord and the Headmaster were meeting on a small island.
"I don't see what we have to talk about, Grindelwald."
Dippet said softly, "As long as you give me the remains, the three islands that are being contested will be yours."
They were making a deal. Dippet Headmaster actually made a deal with Grindelwald. Hoffa frowned as he watched the memories.
"No, no."
Grindelwald waved his finger. "I'm not interested in those agreements written on paper, and I believe you're not interested either. We Wizards have always believed in equivalent exchange. Tell me the location of the library, and I'll give you the remains of the Holy One. How about it? "
"I want to take a look first," Dippet said.
His expression was calm, but his trembling fingertips showed that his heart was not calm. Hoffa noticed this.
Grindelwald waved his hand, and several men in trench coats silently carried a large black wooden coffin over and placed it heavily on the ground.
Hoffa's attention shifted to the wooden coffin. The wooden coffin was carved with complex religious patterns, and there was a black metallic goat skull at the top.
He was just about to take a closer look to see what Dippet and Grindelwald were going to make a deal.
Adbe Ghoshak pulled him back.
The next second, a man quickly walked over and said sternly, "Wait."
Huo Fa's expression changed slightly when he took a look.
He had seen this person before. He had a long face and a high nose. It was the slightly younger Schmidt Rutterov. The Dark Wizard who had clashed with him in the Forbidden Forest and Hogsmeade.
He was dressed very much like Grindelwald, and from the cut of his clothes, he should be one of Grindelwald's subordinates.
But strangely enough, even though he looked like Schmidt now, his demeanor was completely different from when he first saw him.
He was not as cold, unscrupulous, and emotionless as he was in the Forbidden Forest. With a joyful expression on his face, he ran all the way to Grindelwald's side and whispered a few words in his ear in a flattering manner.
Grindelwald revealed an unfathomable smile as he raised his head to look at Dippet, who was standing opposite him.
"My subordinate just told me some interesting news. Headmaster Dippet, are you interested in hearing it?"
"Go ahead."
"My subordinates told me that this island was suddenly sealed with a formation that forbids Phantom Transference. Now, no one can use Phantom Transference to leave this island."
Dippet was expressionless and did not answer.
Grindelwald rubbed his chin. "Headmaster, Headmaster, you don't seem to be worried."
Amando tilted his head and put his fingers on his waist.
Grindelwald snapped his fingers. "Oh, I'm so stupid. I think Hogwarts also have this kind of Magic Transfiguration Array. Headmaster Dippet must be used to life without Mirage."
He spoke in an exaggerated tone, but there was a dangerous glint in his eyes.
Dippet did not waste any time. He suddenly pulled out his wand and pointed it at Grindelwald without hesitation.
It was accompanied by a glaring purple light and a series of crackling sounds.
Almost ten masked adepts had appeared out of nowhere.
They raised their wands at the same time. The light at the tip of the wand and Dippet's spell converged into a thick purple lightning bolt, which rushed towards Grindelwald.
Just by looking at the memory, Hoffa could feel the terrible power contained in the purple curse.
"Is this the symbol of self-proclaimed justice? You're really good at it, Amando! Hahahaha! "
Grindelwald laughed and waved his wand. Before the thick purple light could touch Grindelwald, it was scattered.
Grindelwald took three steps back, his golden hair scattering in the wild power of the curse. His expression was not fearful, but full of burning excitement.
The scattered purple lightning did not dissipate. Instead, it scattered in all directions like snakes. On the other hand, the wizards behind Grindelwald were not as strong as him.
Many Wizards twitched and fell to the ground after coming into contact with the purple light. Schmidt was one of them. He screamed and fell to the ground. But soon, his body turned into a jellyfish with tentacles all over its body, and he fled as fast as he could.
Several other adepts were running away with him.
Dippet said coldly, "Catch them. Don't leave a single one alive."
The masked Magi beside Dippet raised their wands in unison, each of them locking onto a German Magus.
"Did you ask for my opinion!?"
Grindelwald flipped his golden hair and held his wand in a strange way.
He chanted loudly, "Grasp of Shattering."
As the spell was chanted, the surroundings began to change rapidly.
The ground trembled, and the cliff began to shatter. Countless huge cracks and gullies appeared on the island, and huge waves rose from the sea. It was as terrible as a magnitude 9 earthquake.
Grindelwald stood in the center of the tremors and roared into the sky.
Several Adepts around Dippet were caught off guard and fell into the huge gully. Cries of terror rang out endlessly.
Hoffa's eyes were wide open as he watched the memories.
Was this the power of the Sacred Relic of Death?
Things were not over yet. Grindelwald's veins were bulging, and he raised his wand.
The shattered ground came to life. They intertwined with each other and formed a huge arm. Gravel flew everywhere. The dozens of Wizards around Dippet were caught by the arm and bound in the air.
Apart from Headmaster Dippet, no one was spared. They screamed in pain, but they could not move.
Hoffa was shocked when he saw this.
A single spell was enough to control almost ten Wizards. What a powerful control spell!
Just as Hoffa wanted to continue observing the situation, Ghoshak clapped his hands behind him.
* Clatter. *
Suddenly, the scene in front of him stopped.
The laughing Grindelwald, the pale Amando Dippet, the huge arm, the struggling Wizards, the scattered spells, and the birds in the sky all stopped.
It was as if time had stopped.
Hoffa turned around and saw that Ghoshak had stopped the flow of the spell book.
"Professor, they..."
"Bach, calm is the quality of a Wizard." Ghoshak said, "Don't worry about anything except the mission. Now, let's start the class. "
He stood beside the statue-like Grindelwald and pointed at Grindelwald.
"This is Grindelwald Gettler. He dropped out of school at the age of 16 in Russia and became a German citizen at the age of 26. He is a very powerful Dark Wizard with extraordinary talent.
In this scene, Grindelwald used a very complicated spell. [Crushing Grasp] has successfully controlled almost ten adult Magi with powerful magic power. "
Ghoshak spoke with assurance.
"The Crushing Grasp is a spell invented by Grindelwald himself. It looks like a spell, but it is actually a powerful transformation spell. It can change the scene through magic and create obstacles for the opponent.
Ghoshak stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Since you took the initiative to find me, I will let you try to understand Grindelwald and his magic. If Miranda shows signs of transformation again, you can use this spell to control her. "
Hoffa looked at the scene in front of him. The Wizards were firmly imprisoned by the broken stones, and Nimon was among them.
He turned to look at Ghoshak, whose expression did not change. He could not help but feel that Aglaia was right. This old man was really ruthless. Sure enough, he wanted him to learn advanced defensive spells from Grindelwald.
Hoffa said, "I will try my best."
"I need a definite answer," Ghoshak said stiffly.
Hoffa nodded. "Of course."
Ghoshak put his hand on Hoffa's shoulder.
Suddenly, endless white fog enveloped Hoffa, and the scene in front of him quickly blurred.
...
Hoffa was inexplicably anxious. He was dragged out halfway through the show. What was in the black coffin? What was the outcome?
However, he did not ask these questions, and Ghoshak did not seem to have any intention of explaining.
When Hoffa came back to his senses, he had already left the spellbook and sat in front of Ghoshak's simple desk.
He stared blankly at the runes on the spellbook.
All kinds of questions flooded his mind.
However, Ghoshak did not care about Hoffa's feelings.
"Practice. If you don't know, I can guide you," Ghoshak said.
For the rest of the night, Hoffa tried his best to use the transformation spell, Shattered Grasp, in Ghoshak's office. However, to his disappointment, the difficulty of casting this spell was far beyond his expectations.
He imitated Grindelwald's tone and syllables, but when he waved his wand, there was no change at all.
Perhaps there was a slight change. Hoffa felt that when he waved his wand, the dust on the ground shook a few times.
However, he was not sure if it was caused by magic or if it was swept up by the wind when he waved his wand.
When he tried to use his mind to sense and analyze the ground like he did with the Shapeshifting Wand, he was met with great resistance. This resistance was something Huo Fa did not expect. It was as if the ground was resisting his mind power.
Ghoshak was not surprised that Hoffa did not learn anything. However, he did not demonstrate the transformation spell in front of Hoffa. He only wrote down some analysis of the spell on a piece of parchment and handed it to Hoffa so that Hoffa could study it himself.
However, when he reached the exit of the office, Hoffa could not help but turn back and ask, "Professor, if you want me to master the transformation spell, why don't you let me?"
"Why don't you let Abusi and Dumbledore teach you?"
Hoffa shut up. He did have this question.
Ghoshak shook his head.
"You are a student of Ravenclaw. Students of Ravenclaw have their own pride. If you can, I hope you can analyze this spell on your own. Go out. When you master the transformation spell, come back to me. "
When he returned to Ravenclaw Tower, Hoffa was very tired. However, after he changed his clothes, he did not feel sleepy at all. He lay on his bed, resting his head on his arm, and stared blankly at the dark blue curtain on the four-poster bed.
He could not think in peace when he was busy, but now that he was free, all kinds of doubts came to his mind.
Ghoshak said that he sent Miranda's parents to the battlefield, which led to the death of both her parents. Since then, the relationship between them had been broken.
Miranda's parents should have died in the battle on Heligoland Island.
So, did that mean that the principal of Dippet and the members of the Violet Society were all defeated by Grindelwald? That was not an honorable record.
Hoffa turned over and patted the pillow into a comfortable shape. He felt that something was wrong. If that was the case, the relationship between Miranda and his grandfather should not have broken down to this extent. As she said, one-third of the students in this school had relatives who died in the war. As grandfather and granddaughter who depended on each other, shouldn't they understand each other?
Or was Ghoshak hiding something from him?
After the tutoring session, Ghoshak did not continue to tutor Hoffa. He did not even communicate with Hoffa anymore. Instead, he seemed to be even more distant from him.
Speaking of which, it was not easy for Hoffa to force the extremely strict Professor Ghoshak to give him a private lesson.
In order to master Grindelwald's transformation spell, he was not allowed to ask Dumbledore.
Hoffa had a deeper understanding of Ravenclaw's pride. There was someone who knew Grindelwald very well, but Ghoshak was not very interested in Dumbledore. Instead, he was quite distant.
Since he could not learn the transformation spell, and it was not appropriate to ask Dumbledore, Hoffa went to read his transformation secret book, "Dissecting the Structure of All Things Is King." He hoped to obtain some guidance from Morgen le Fay's book.
However, Morgan said this in the book.
[Trying to use magic to change foreign objects is low-level, boring, stupid, and meaningless. A true transformation master should try to change himself. Once he changes himself, everything will change.]
Hoffa did not know Morgan, but this guy had too many personal opinions in the book.
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