Chapter 101, Chapter 34, Library Secrets

"You just want to find the real culprit who killed your father through this mission, don't you?"

When Hoffa asked this sentence, Osilvia fell into a long silence.

In the empty classroom, she just stared at the old newspaper for a long time. Then, she reached out and grabbed the newspaper, folded it, and stuffed it into her bag:

"You don't know what happened."

"Yes or no?"

"Yes." Osilvia said calmly, without much shame.

"That's up to you." Hoffa shrugged.

"Your family is dead, it's only natural for you to seek revenge, but that has nothing to do with me."

"I need a teaching assistant. Dumbledore recommended you to me." Osivia looked at Hoffa's shoulder and said:

"I also think it's easier to trust you than to trust anyone else."

"I don't trust you, Professor Romanov." Hoffa said coldly.

"I think you're like an unstable ticking time bomb who doesn't really care whether people live or die, and besides, you've never told me the truth."

After speaking, Hoffa turned and left.

Osilvia increased her volume: "I promise, I don't need you to do any dangerous work for me. I just don't want any other students to become teaching assistants and know the inside story of my work."

Her words made Hoffa laugh angrily, and he turned sharply, holding up a finger.

"Have you ever asked me what I think, ever since the day you saw me at the beginning of your summer vacation?"

"You say." Osilvia took a step back.

Hoffa said: "You know what, I won't help you find some forbidden library, or cover up some ulterior secrets, I don't care.

I don't care about the supreme treasure, the supreme power. I hate death, simple as that. "

After speaking, Hoffa turned and strode towards the door.

This time, Osilvia Romanov didn't stop him.

She stood where she was, motionless.

boom!

Hoffa pushed the door open.

The two figures huddled against the wall jumped back.

The angry Hoffa was taken aback, Aglaia and Miranda actually put their ears to the door to eavesdrop!

After the shock, Hoffa was even angrier.

"You two are sick!?"

Hoffa gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, then strode forward.

Miranda and Aglaia smiled at each other and chased after each other.

Miranda teased: "I thought what the beautiful teacher is looking for you for! But it seems that you have some festivals."

Aglaia turned excitedly around Hoffa, from front to back, and from back to front again, like a top or a dog looking for its tail.

"Wow, is there any big secret in the school? So what. Forbidden Art Library? What is that, Miranda, have you heard of it?"

Miranda shook her head: "I know that Hogwarts has a library, and the library has a restricted section, but I never knew about the forbidden library."

"Say it, talk it! Hoffa."

Aglaia turned again in front of Hoffa, walking backwards.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Hoffa pushed aside Aglaia, who was walking backwards, and quickened his pace.

Aglaia, who was pushed away, was not angry at all, her eyes were full of curiosity, and she was so excited that she couldn't help it.

"Wow, what's the inside story of the job, the ulterior secret, the supreme treasure, and the endless power."

Hoffa turned a corner and walked up the stairs, trying to shake off the annoying top from the other side.

But Aglaia ran in front of Hoffa again, and started to go up the stairs backwards, and she could always avoid the crowd precisely as if she had eyes behind her back. She almost begged:

"Oh, look, I've never begged you before, this time I begged you with difficulty, just tell me what the library of forbidden arts is, okay?"

Hoffa turned around irritably, grabbed her by the collar and pressed her on the stairs, and said sternly: "Don't dangle in front of me, I don't know!

Also, this matter has nothing to do with you, it has nothing to do with us, don't get involved in this kind of thing casually, it's very dangerous! "

"How dangerous is it?"

Not only did Aglaia not flinch, but she became even more curious.

"Can't you understand human language?"

Hoffa gave her a fierce look, let go, and walked up to the sixth floor.

Aglaia continued to chase, but Miranda held her back. She shook her head, motioning Aglaya not to continue asking.

Aglaia stomped her feet unwillingly. If you hold your arms, you will be sulking.

After walking near the common room, she waved her fist aggressively behind Hoffa, and whispered:

"I can find out if you don't tell me, bastard!"

Time passed, and Hoffa's first month of sophomore year was coming to an end.

The weather began to turn from warm to cool, and late autumn in Scotland arrived as expected, and the castle began to rain endlessly. The edge of the hunting ground was muddy, and Hoffa could see a large number of Aurors patrolling around the Forbidden Forest from a distance.

inside the school.

Teaching assistants of various teachers were selected one after another.

But Tom Riddle is still the center of the topic, and there is no student comparable to him in the entire second grade. He was in the limelight all the time.

Hoffa originally thought that Miranda could become a second second-year teaching assistant, but that was not the case.

Dumbledore did not choose Miranda to be his teaching assistant, although Miranda calmly stood up for a full minute under the flames from the steel armor with the Shield Charm.

But Dumbledore chose a seventh-year Hufflepuff as his assistant.

Aglaia, she didn't become a teaching assistant either, or in other words, her interest was completely diverted from being a teaching assistant. She is now concentrating on the so-called library of forbidden arts. In her words, a wizard who doesn't want to learn magic is not a good wizard.

Hoffa didn't want to care what she was doing. For a month, he spent most of his time studying, especially on the study of spells.

For some reason, other students around were able to release the shield spell in a decent manner, but Hoffa couldn't release the spell.

Aglaia said that Hoffa was not focused enough, and he played wild with his mind during the summer vacation. Now he has been reduced to a third-rate student and is no longer her opponent.

Miranda believed that Hoffa's pressure was not strong enough and he lacked a clear goal, so he couldn't use the spell.

On the evening of October 15th.

Hoffa was working on his Charms homework in the common room, mainly studying the Shield Charm.

Miranda was lying on her side flipping through a 1938 Superman comic. She didn't know where she got it, and she was giggling as she flipped through it.

At this time, the door of the common room suddenly opened. Two second-grade boys walked in holding a thick book half a meter long.

"Where do you put it?" the boy asked out of breath.

"Put it there, on that table, see, yes, yes."

Aglea followed them, directing them.

boom!

The two boys put the big thick book in front of Hoffa.

The table shook, and the inkwell on Hoffa's desk was almost knocked over by the book.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" the boy asked.

"It's okay, it's okay, you guys are so kind." Aglaia waved her hand indifferently.

"whee."

The two boys rubbed their hands and left with a happy expression, talking and laughing.

"What's this?"

Hoffa looked up in shock, looking at the big brick book.

Aglaia sat down, folded her arms and proudly said, "Hmph, Hogwarts, a piece of school history, the oldest version, the most complete version, the rarest version, and it's still a handwritten version."

Miranda straightened up and exclaimed, "My God, where did you find such an antique?"

"I asked Slughorn for an autograph before I borrowed it from the forbidden area!"

"Just to find the library?"

Hoffa couldn't believe it. He really rarely saw Aglaia alone with him this month.

"That's right, the Forbidden Art Library is not mentioned in any other history books, but guess what I found in this book."

With irrepressible pride in her tone, she turned the pages of the book.

The pages were rotten to pieces. Not only that, but the further you turn the pages, the more torn the pages will be. As she turned to the last few pages, Aglaia had to use her fingers to piece together the fragments to form a whole page.

"Listen up." She swiped her fingers across the pages of the book.

"When Hogwarts was first founded, that is, more than a hundred years ago, (a hundred is written here, but when this book was compiled, it has been more than a thousand years ago, Aglea said)

At that time, it was the most chaotic moment in the entire European wizarding world. In that era, in order to win the wizarding war, all kinds of brilliant talents and wizards emerged in large numbers, and various dangerous, terrifying and evil spells also emerged in endlessly.

Then the war ended. Three major schools of magic were established.

For the peace of the European wizarding world, in the first Goblet of Fire competition, the founders of the three magic schools gathered together, intending to burn all the extremely dangerous ancient forbidden techniques used in wartime.

However, as a wizard, the pain of burning knowledge can be imagined. After burning most of the dangerous forbidden spells, fierce disputes broke out among the wizard leaders of each school.

Some people insisted on destroying all of them, while others believed that they should not be completely destroyed, because wizards who blaspheme knowledge did not end well.

In the end, it was proposed by the first headmaster of Hogwarts to build the safest library somewhere in Europe and seal those ancient forbidden arts in it.

In a safe place that could never, never be found by any wizard, his proposal was approved by others.

Later, after the library was built, one of the Big Four at Hogwarts, Ronay Ravenclaw, made a key to the library.

It was divided into three parts and handed over to the first principals of the three schools.

Headmaster of Hogwarts

Headmaster of Beauxbatons

Headmaster of Durmstrang

The principals of the three major magic schools jointly kept the secrets of this library, and made an unbreakable oath not to allow anyone to reveal the secrets.

At this point, the world has restored peace. "

After speaking, she looked at Hoffa and Miranda excitedly.

"How about it, this forbidden art library is real."

Miranda: "Ugh, happy ending. Sounds like a children's bedtime story. It's not true at all."

Hoffa just stared at her: "And then?"

"Then.?"

Aglaia couldn't believe it. She tilted her head and lowered her voice: "There is a hidden library in Europe, and there is endless knowledge in the library. My God, we must find it!"

"Even if there is, why did we find it?" Miranda said worriedly.

"Please, are you still a wizard? Do you know what endless knowledge means?"

Aglaia's eyes shone with fanaticism.

Hoffa has seen this kind of expression several times. She used to look like this when she saw the centaur characters in the Forbidden Forest.

"Infinite knowledge, infinite power, we can do whatever we want," Aglea said.

"You can do whatever you want, what do you want?" Hoffa asked coldly.

"Listen, if we find this library. We're sure to find many, many powerful spells, and maybe we just need to learn one of them and we'll be able to make that Malfoy kneel before us and call us daddy! Defeat that Tom Riddle who can curse with all his might."

As she spoke, her face flushed with excitement. It was as if seeing this scene actually happening in front of my own eyes.

But after she finished speaking, Miranda looked at her worriedly: "That's why you're looking for the library?"

"ah?"

Aglaia restrained her excitement, closed the book with some displeasure and asked, "Why not?"

After she finished speaking coldly, she bumped Hoffa with her shoulder again: "What do you think? Hoffa, how about we go to the library."

Hoffa didn't care about Aglaia's simple but evil appeal.

He thought for a moment.

"What to look for, the records clearly state that this library needs three keys to open it. First, we don't have the keys, and second, we don't know the location of the library. Your claims are nothing more than fantasies after all."

Aglaia thought for a moment, and had an idea: "We can ask that new beautiful teacher, didn't she tell you a lot about the library, and she also asked you to be a teaching assistant. Just promise her, Sacrifice a little bit of ego, set point"

"enough!"

Hoffa suddenly pushed the big book in front of her away, and said a little annoyed: "You are only 12 years old, what do you know, don't make trouble and burn yourself, okay!?"

"Hey! Why are you so timid?"

Aglaia took Hoffa's hand away from the thick book and stood up angrily: "What about your passion last year? Do you know how long I have been looking for this book?"

Hoffa: "What passion did I have last year!?"

Miranda quickly stood up: "Aglaia."

"The same to you!"

She interrupted Miranda fiercely.

Then, she ruffled her hair in pain and stamped her feet, "You've all changed, you've all changed! You've lost all sense of adventure!"

After finishing speaking, she picked up the big thick book and ran into the dormitory angrily without looking back.

The flames in the fireplace crackled, watching Aglaia's back disappear, Hoffa shook his head and let out a long breath. This guy, if he doesn't find something for himself for a day, he will feel uncomfortable all over.

Miranda suddenly turned her head and asked Hoffa, "Why wasn't she sorted into Gryffindor?"