Ossivia: "Can you stop talking?"
Silby: "The person who obtains this library can obtain unparalleled wizard power. In front of that power, all power, wealth, and fame are at your fingertips."
Ossivia suddenly grabbed his throat and roared: "Are you crazy? Are the unforgivable commandments bullshit to you? "
In the forest, Huo Fa's mind was shaken. He slowly turned around.
He saw that Silby was almost suffocated by Ossivia, his pale face turning purple.
"Let him go." Hoffa took a few steps back.
Silby smiled with difficulty. Ossivia was a little flustered and did not let go.
"Let him go." Hoffa sneered. "What secrets can't be told? Do you want to choke him to death?"
Ossivia angrily moved his hand away.
Silby took a few deep breaths: "Thank you."
"So, there's a library like this, with hundreds and thousands of forbidden spells?" Hoffa asked in disbelief.
"A thousand years ago, all of them." Silby said.
Hoffa did not speak for a while.
A library of forbidden spells?
A secret that was sealed a thousand years ago.
Hundreds and thousands of spells from ancient top wizards.
Huo Fa didn't even need to guess what that meant for an adept.
If such a place really existed, it would be like the blueprint of a nuclear weapon in the wizard world.
Even someone as wise as Deng Bledo was attracted by the secret of the Holy Death when he was young. If such a library really existed. How many wizards would it attract to fight for it?
After calming himself down, Hoffa asked again: "What does this have to do with you being hunted down?"
Silby: "The library of forbidden spells was sealed a thousand years ago, and the keys were given to three families for safekeeping. But ambitious people never disappear. "
Silby collapsed on the ground and looked at Ossivia: "The war is about to begin, and everyone wants to win the war. Those top wizards and top organizations will do their best to plunder power for their own use."
Silby shook his head: "The British wizard world is no exception. That's why Miss Ossivia is here. She wants to get the key to the library."
"Enough! You've said enough. "
Ossivia interrupted Silby and clenched her fists.
"Can you let him finish first?" Hoffa raised an arm and stopped Ossivia from speaking. "But what does this have to do with you being hunted down? Those assassins won't get anything if they kill you."
"You should ask this question to the beauty next to you. “
Lying on the ground, Silby raised his head. "If it weren't for Miss Osivia, I think they would've only captured me and kept me alive. They would've interrogated me about the whereabouts of the library and the key. They wouldn't even be able to find me because I'm a dud. "
"But she's here. Hehe, cough, cough, cough."
Silby suddenly laughed coldly and started coughing violently. Blood spurted out of his mouth as he coughed.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm okay. I'm not a wizard. Mirage is too much of a burden on me."
Huo Fa looked at his pale face. It didn't seem like he was doing well.
After coughing, Silby continued: "Since I can't get it myself, I can't let others get it, right?"
"Are you done?"
Ossivia's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.
Silby shut his mouth, a faint sneer on his face.
She pointed at Silby and looked at Hoffa: "I remember that your goal is to earn living expenses, right? Now, do you still want to achieve your goal? "
Both of them looked at Hoffa and waited for him to make his choice.
Hoffa stepped forward and bent down to carry Silby on his back. He looked at Ossivia.
Ossivia threw the map to Hoffa.
When the sun rose high in the sky, they left the forest.
After walking for half an hour, seeing Ossivia's figure disappear around the corner of the orange forest, Hoffa turned his head and said in a low voice: "50 Garen. You're really something."
Silby laughed: "What else can I do? Spend 5000 Garen to ask the principal of the Hogwarts to send me back?"
Ossivia poked her head out: "No whispering!"
Afraid that the killer would appear again, Hoffa did not enter the city. They only walked in the desolate outskirts.
Ossivia led the two of them on the rugged mountain road, stopping from time to time and handing the map to Hoffa. She let him identify the direction.
Silby was in a bad state and would often cough violently. However, Ossivia knew a little about herbology and collected some medicine for him to use on the way, so his body did not continue to collapse.
Walking along the coast, Hoffa's left side was an endless orange forest, and his right side was the vast Mediterranean Sea.
The scenery was as beautiful as a painting, but the feeling of walking through the wilderness was not very good, especially when carrying Silby. Although he was very light, he was still a living person.
Hoffa had to extract some of the power in the magic crystal from time to time and convert it into life, so that the progress would not be delayed.
He even wanted to quickly transform into a Thunderbird and fly to Barcelona with Silby, but this was not realistic.
The last time he transformed, he consumed five magic power potions and lasted less than three minutes.
More importantly, after experiencing the assassination, Hoffa did not dare underestimate any Muggles anymore. He had to save his magic power for self-protection.
As for carrying Ossivia?
Hoffa thought that was a joke.
After Silby told them about the library, she had never been nice to the two of them again.
Except for a few words with Hoffa when they alternated night watches, she was silent most of the time.
When she was hungry, she would pick some fruit for the two of them in the wild, or hunt some game. She was as versatile as a Muggle special forces soldier.
Other times, she would sit on a rock and meditate. Sometimes, she would open the old newspaper and read it again and again.
Her only pleasure was taking a bath. She would take a bath whenever she passed by a river or a lake.
She did not even mind Hoffa watching her take a bath, but it was not an erotic scene. On the contrary, it was somewhat terrifying.
Because when she slowly walked into the lake with her clothes on, Hoffa could only see a ten-meter-long green snake slowly swimming in the lake.
July 5th, dusk. After crossing a mountain.
Hoffa could see a towering mountain in the distance. It was the Pyrenees at the border of West and France. In the dusk, it was blurry like a girl taking off her clothes.
They were very close to the end of their journey.
Hoffa took Silby off his back and placed him on a rock, tidying his body slightly.
Not long after, the silence was broken by a strange rustling sound, which sounded like the friction between branches.
A tall figure walked through the forest. It was Ossivia.
A small green snake was beside her. It put a hare at Hoffa's feet and then circled back to Ossivia's shoulder.
"How far are we from Barcelona now?" Ossivia asked.
Hoffa took out the map and checked it.
"It shouldn't be far. We'll be there tomorrow."
While Hoffa checked the map, Ossivia squinted at Silby and asked, "Are you sure your family will pick you up at the station in Barcelona?"
"Of course."
Silby said confidently, "There's a special line that leads directly to our family's base in Andorra. But when we get to Barcelona, I might have to call my family. Otherwise … "
"Will they bring the key to the library?"
Ossivia interrupted Silby.
"Yes, as long as I make a call," Silby said helplessly.
Ossivia stared at Silby for a moment.
"Very good."
With that, she turned and left. Hoffa knew that she was going to find the Earth Snake to take a bath again.
After completing some daily chores, Hoffa carried Silby to the fire.
When he was about to get up and call Ossivia back to eat, Silby stopped him.
"Wait a minute. Talk to me first."
Hoffa sat down. "What's up?"
"I have a money bag on me. Can you please take it out for a moment?"
Hoffa groped around on his blanket and found a small leather bag at the waist of the blanket.
Opening it, there was a pile of gold coins in the bag.
"Take it. This is your reward."
Silby smiled.
"But we haven't arrived in Barcelona yet." Hoffa frowned.
"Is there a difference? Or are you going to take the money and run away, leaving me alone in the forest? "
Hoffa just looked at the flame and didn't say anything. He wouldn't do that, but he didn't expect his task to be completed so suddenly.
Unknowingly, he had obtained the magic crystals and earned enough for his living expenses for the next semester.
Silby said, "By the way, let me show you something good."
"What?"
"Open the bag."
Hoffa opened the small leather bag as he was told and didn't find anything special. There was only a stack of gold coins inside.
"There's a mezzanine in the bag."
Hoffa took a closer look and did see a small mezzanine in the middle of the bag. He reached out and felt a hard object in the bag.
It was a very old gold coin.
On the front of the gold coin was a woman wearing a crown and holding a balance. On the back of the gold coin was a circle of text engraved.
The text was small and delicate. But I can't understand any of it. "
Hoffa turned his head in surprise. "This is …"
"Latin, looking for the light under the darkness."
Silby said, "I lost the wheelchair. I only have 20 gold coins on me, so I'm still short by five gold coins. But I never owe anyone anything. I'll give you a commemorative coin of my family. Some collectors might be willing to pay 100 gold coins for this commemorative coin. "
His fingers stopped fiddling with the bonfire. Hoffa pinched the old gold coin and was slightly surprised. "If you want me to do anything else, I won't agree. I'll only send you to Barcelona Station, that's all. "
Silby sighed in frustration. "So you still won't agree to be my official secretary?"
Hoffa sneered and said, "You've asked for the third time. With your ability, it's too easy to find a secretary. It's also easy to find 20 models to be your secretaries. Why do you have to find me? "
"No, you're different from them."
"It's also easy to find a wizard. I'm not the only poor wizard."
"You really shouldn't go back to Hogwarts this year." Silby interrupted Hoffa.
"Why?" Hoffa turned his head and asked in surprise.
"This year, that school may become the most dangerous place on the planet. You shouldn't go back."
"How dangerous?"
"The battlefield of hyenas and lions, the whirlpool of ambition and desire. Hoffa, you're not suitable for it."
The bonfire crackled, and the flickering light made the shadow on Silby's face waver.
Hoffa stared at Silby. Suddenly, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What are you laughing at?" Silby asked.
"No, do you have a house elf at home?"
"No, I never use that kind of thing. All the servants in my house are paid properly." Silby was confused.
Hoffa stopped laughing and shook his head.
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