After learning Grindelwald's spell, Hoffa bade farewell to Joey and rushed to school. He hoped that he could tell Ghoshak about this and get more information about Mille and Grindelwald.
However, when he ran to the school, panting, the school suddenly became empty. He ran to his own magic classroom, but it was also empty.
He wanted to ask the other teachers, so he ran to the third floor, which had the most teachers' offices. Not only was it empty, but he also found that Slughorn's office door was wide open, and the inside was a mess. All kinds of precious objects were smashed into a mess. It was a shocking sight.
Hoffa stepped on the glass shards on the ground and looked around. There was no one in the office, and he began to feel uneasy.
What's going on?
He quickly ran to the school's main hall. When he ran to the main hall, he finally saw one or two senior students in the corridor hurriedly walking out.
Hoffa rushed over and grabbed a senior student. He anxiously said, "Hey, where are the teachers and students?"
The student looked at him as if he was an idiot.
"Are you stupid? Today is the Quidditch finals. Why are you here instead of watching the finals?"
Finals?
Hoffa was confused.
He remembered the date of the Quidditch finals very clearly. Aglaia reminded him almost every day. It should be next week. Why did it start a week earlier?
"Professor Dumbledore brought forward the schedule of the finals. It's normal that you don't know."
A Hufflepuff girl next to him hit the boy, then gently said to Hoffa, "Today is the Quidditch finals. The two sides are Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Do you want to watch it together? "
Finals? Ghoshak and the other professors are watching the Quidditch finals?
Hoffa followed a few senior students and quickly ran to the finals. As expected, there was a sea of people. Under the bright sunlight, the blue eagle flag and the red lion flag fluttered in the air.
He did not see Ghoshak, nor did the other teachers. He only saw the tall, curly-haired Quidditch teacher, Palio, with two rows of Quidditch players standing beside him.
Ravenclaw in blue and Gryffindor in red.
At this moment, Aglaia was standing on the lawn with a sword in his hand, looking left and right. She was holding a brand-new flying broom in her hand. There were a few golden characters on the handle of the broom.
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Seeing Hoffa running over from the castle, Aglaia immediately stood on her tiptoes and quickly walked out from the group with her flying broom.
"Hey! Where did you go? I've been looking for you all day. "
This time, she no longer cared about the gazes of the people around her and said anxiously.
"I'm looking for Ghoshak. Is Ghoshak watching the competition?" Hoffa asked back.
Aglaia anxiously stomped her foot.
"Oh, don't worry about Ghoshak. All the deans and principals went to Romania today."
Hoffa's face was slightly pale. The excitement of learning Crushing Grasp was washed away by this news. He had been so engrossed in learning spells and taking care of Maya that he did not realize that May had arrived so quickly!
"Could it be …"
Aglaia took a few deep breaths and said in a deep voice, "Miranda is missing."
Hoffa's face was a little pale.
Aglaia: "I didn't see her when I woke up this morning, but she left me a note."
Then, she handed the note to Hoffa.
【Let's go. I can't control myself.】
Hoffa's feet shook and his eyes widened.
"Damn it! These professors just left and that guy Mille can't hide anymore?! "
Aglaia was still calm. She took out a gray cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to Hoffa.
"This is a magic recovery potion. Quick, go find her. I've already asked the owl to inform Saint-Mango. They'll send someone over soon."
Hoffa took the cloth bag and opened it.
It was full of more than a dozen tubes of magic recovery potion.
Before he could thank Aglaia, Hoffa immediately asked, "Where's Dumbledore?"
He knew that Dippet had left Dumbledore behind to look after the school.
Aglaia pointed up and quickly said, "Dumbledore informed us that the finals would be held in advance. He probably sensed something and was worried about leaving us scattered in the school, so he found a reason to gather us."
Hoffa followed Aglaia's finger.
Sure enough, he saw Dumbledore high up in the stands, but his expression was solemn and not the usual excitement before watching the game.
Hoffa immediately understood why Dumbledore did this. Although he couldn't see Mille, he could sense Mille's presence. Did this mean that something was about to happen?
He had to find Miranda.
Hoffa picked up the cloth bag, turned around, and ran.
"Be careful!" Aglaia's voice came from behind.
But Hoffa didn't have time to answer.
He quickly rushed into the school's empty castle.
His mental force field was fully activated.
Within a fifty-meter radius of his mental force field, everything seemed to come alive. All kinds of information flowed into Huo Fa's brain one after another.
Yes, he felt that aura, dark mental energy.
It was right next to him, and it was gradually getting stronger.
Not long after, he followed the aura and saw Mille slowly walking between the stairs of the Ravenclaw Tower. As it walked, it turned a thick black wooden stick in its hand like a pencil.
Hoffa saw the stick and his face turned livid.
It stole Schmidt Rutterov's wand from his dorm.
Mille also saw him. It raised its wand and waved at him ostentatiously.
Needless to say.
This time, Hoffa didn't hesitate to chase after it.
All these months, he had been waiting for this day.
With more than a dozen Magic Recovery Potions, he was no longer afraid of the other party.
Mille, on the other hand, was very calm. It tapped the railing with its wand and walked leisurely through the castle.
From time to time, it jumped down the railing and quickly changed its position with the help of the spiral staircase.
Hoffa also jumped down the railing, but Mille smiled sarcastically and knocked on the wall with Schmidt's wand.
Suddenly, a staircase that came to pick up Hoffa suddenly stopped in mid-air. Huo Fa fell straight down from the height of seven stories.
Although this shocking change was not within Hoffa's expectations, he didn't panic. He swung his wand and turned it into a long whip, firmly tied to the stone eagle statue on the castle wall, and stopped in mid-air with a shake.
There was no point to hold on in the air. Hoffa narrowed his eyes, and under the guidance of the mental force field, a stone hand naturally grew out of the wall and caught Hoffa in mid-air. Hoffa stepped on the castle wall, dozens of feet above the ground.
The long whip that the wand had turned into slowly retracted.
The oil paintings on the wall exclaimed one after another.
And Mille also tilted its head, only its mouth conveying a trace of astonishment.
Then, the corners of its mouth twitched slightly, nodded to Hoffa, and quickly turned to leave.
Hoffa chased after it with large strides. He ran like this on the wall, and with every step, a stepping stone would naturally grow under his feet, helping him to quickly pursue.
Mille's speed also became faster and faster.
The surrounding scenery quickly changed and gradually became familiar. Hoffa followed Mille to the school's club tower. Here, Mille disappeared without a trace.
But Hoffa knew where it went.
Deep in the club tower, the door of the Violet Club's secret room was wide open. What did Mille want to do by bringing him here?
Hoffa slowed down and walked cautiously.
This was the second time he entered the club's secret room.
In the depths of the dark, square basement.
Between the flickering braziers on the wall, Mille sat on a stone platform, looking at Hoffa with interest.
"I'm getting more and more interested in you. It's only been a few months, and you've improved so quickly," it said softly.
Hoffa did not answer. He looked around.
This place was different from the last time. Other than the oil paintings, there were several thick iron chains scattered on the ground, and there were some dark brown mottled bloodstains on the ground, as if there had been several people imprisoned here.
But these iron chains were all broken, cut off by a sharp magic spell.
Obviously, the two Dark Warlocks caught by the Hogwarts, as mentioned by the Ministry of Magic's director Albert, were imprisoned in the secret room of the Violet Club.
But now that the iron chains were broken, it meant that the Dark Warlocks had been released.
"Mille!"
Hoffa raised his head and roared in a low voice.
"I'm very happy that you finally called my name correctly, Hoffa Bach."
It mocked, "But, after that night's crushing defeat, you still dare to stand in front of me. Who gave you the courage?"
"Cut the crap. Where's Miranda?" Hoffa asked gloomily.
"Heh, she has more important things to do."
Hoffa did not want to talk nonsense with it. He disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Ghost Walk!
The wand instantly turned into a silver lion-headed boxing glove, covering his arm. This time, the glove was even more ferocious than the previous one, and even more exaggerated.
Hoffa did not hold back. He directly punched Mille's head.
Boom!
Faceless Mille's head was smashed 360 degrees by this punch. He flew out and smashed into the wall with a bang. A stone hand reached out from the wall in the blink of an eye and firmly grasped Mille, binding him and making him unable to move.
"What do you want?" Hoffa asked.
"You want to fight? Now is not the time. "
Its head was twisted like a fried dough twist, but it still smiled and said, "You're on the wrong side, Hoffa Bach. Today, I'll prove to you how powerful a correct idea is."
After saying that, he turned into black smoke with a bang and disappeared into thin air.
Not good!
Hoffa turned his head. The door of the Violet Secret Room was quickly closing.
He immediately activated Ghost Walk, and all the stone steps in front of him parted. Huo Fa turned into an afterimage, and barely managed to pass through the entrance.
He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.
This guy was creating a diversion. It lured him to the Violet Secret Room and tried to lock him inside. It must be trying to buy time.
And the Dark Wizard was released, which meant that Schmidt Rutterov was nearby.
Dumbledore had to protect the students at Quidditch Stadium. He could not split himself.
He had to quickly find Miranda. She was the source of all this.
Where could she be?
The Astronomy Tower!
That's right!
She must be in the Astronomy Tower.
While thinking, Hoffa quickly passed through the empty castle. This time, Mille was nowhere to be seen.
After gaining a certain level of mental power, he could gradually feel the emotions of the environment. It was a murderous, dark, and sinking power.
Running up Ravenclaw's tower and through the corridor in the sky, Hoffa arrived outside Ghoshak's office.
This place was no longer as quiet and orderly as before. The broken Celestial Telescope was thrown everywhere. The speculators were all shattered. The floor was full of glass shards and the ground was covered with shattered metal.
On the wall, Hoffa saw crazy magic scratches, as if countless sharp nails had scratched a blackboard.
Just by looking at these scratches, Hoffa seemed to be able to feel Miranda's inner struggle and madness. She could no longer control herself.
The two oil paintings on the wall were torn in half. In the paintings, Nimon and Alice stayed in the corner, looking at Hoffa sadly.
"Mars."
Hoffa said.
The expected opening did not happen. In the painting, Ghoshak shook his head.
"No."
No? Hoffa's heart skipped a beat. Ghoshak changed the password?
"Order? “
In the painting, Nimon still shook his head.
Hoffa thought about the password Ghoshak might use.
"Violet?" he asked tentatively.
The blank painting did not respond.
Hoffa asked, "Who changed the password, Miranda or Adebayor?"
In the painting, Nimon said, "Miranda."
Good heavens. Hoffa walked around in circles, rubbing his temples. The two dark warlocks had already escaped. Schmidt must be hiding somewhere in the school. And Miranda actually changed the password in Ghoshak's office. She blocked his way to find her.
"Mille?"
The blank painting still did not respond.
Hoffa patted his face twice to calm himself down. He was immersed in the sea of memories, thinking about every detail of his time with Miranda. But he found that this girl had always been mysterious, making it impossible to see her true face.
What was it?
What would she use as the password?
Suddenly.
The mental tentacles stopped searching.
He thought of the scene when he first met Miranda.
There was a faint fragrance of violet flowers in the carriage, and a girl reading alone.
(You also read Muggle books?
Yes.)
Hoffa looked up. "War and Peace."
Nimon smiled with gratification. "You're really something. Good luck."
The tattered painting opened, and a corridor appeared behind it.
Hoffa succeeded. He hurriedly rushed into the empty office and quickly stepped on the spiral staircase.
Boom!
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