102 Chapter 35, Halloween Horror

Why Aglaia was in Ravenclaw, Hoffa didn't know. He didn't even know why he was in Ravenclaw, everyone who came into contact with him thought he was a Gryffindor.

Fortunately, the little girl's temper came and went quickly. On Halloween, Aglaia barely returned to normal, and was willing to go to school for dinner with her two "cowardly" friends.

Of course, she still couldn't forget the library. Hoffa heard from Miranda that she often studied that Hogwarts history alone at night, and read it until midnight.

In November, after Halloween, there are pumpkins floating around the castle, and pumpkins are piled up at the door. There was a yellowish hue everywhere.

There are all kinds of candles stuffed in the mouths of those pumpkins. Some pumpkins will purr when the wizard passes by.

Of course, this level of screaming can only make a group of girls giggle and shriek and walk past with their arms crossed.

Hoffa has always believed that the screaming of girls is also a means of attracting boys to play with them.

His two friends are outliers among girls.

Aglaia will pretend to be an ordinary girl in front of others, but in real she has never bothered to attract boys, she is only interested in unknown things.

In her words, the known world is boring.

Miranda, she was laughing most of the time, maybe Hogwarts didn't have a teleportation array to destroy this year. So there is nothing to attract her interest anymore, she always only maintains a three-point enthusiasm for everything.

For Halloween, she also maintained a mediocre state.

Still, Halloween night.

When Hoffa and his party walked through the corridor full of jack-o-lanterns and armored knights, passed the bright Hogwarts orb, and entered the auditorium, they saw two groups of people facing each other dead in the center of the auditorium.

Their expressions seemed to be as dignified as the robbers who were burned in a small town in the western United States.

Gryffindor in red school robes on one side, Slytherin in dark green school robes on the other.

The faces of the group of Gryffindors were filled with uncontrollable fury, while the Slytherins had a look of sarcasm. The first to bear the brunt were Tom Riddle and Malfoy.

"Despicable villain, do you dare to come in while I am around?"

asked ferociously a burly Gryffindor boy with a shiny emblem on his chest that he was a Gryffindor prefect.

"Prefect, I'm pooh."

Malfoy sneered.

"If you can't beat it, we'll take the hat off. We earned this teaching assistant! Even Professor Melas didn't say anything, what the hell are you doing here!"

"Okay, you have the guts!"

A group of Gryffindors took a step forward.

"Dare you come to a duel?"

Malfoy put his arm on Tom Riddle's shoulder and said.

The group of Gryffindors took another step back.

"What happened?" Watching Hoffa asked Miranda.

"I don't know." Miranda shook her head.

Aglea sneered.

"Hmph, dog eats dog. I heard that Tom Riddle of Slytherin used his identity as a teacher's assistant to forcibly search the Gryffindor lounge. It caused a collective backlash from Gryffindor, and now Gryffindor There's trouble."

Surprised by Hoffa, the Slytherins forcibly searched the Gryffindor common room.

He glanced at the group of red-robed wizards with furious expressions, and thought to himself that this was really an unheard of event. But is the right of the teacher's assistant really so great?

At the banquet, Gryffindor was still at loggerheads with Slytherin. While eating, they smashed each other with candies.

But all of this has nothing to do with Ravenclaw, and it has nothing to do with Hoffa. When they quarreled, Hoffa just calmly spread gravy on his pie, drank pumpkin juice, and ate pudding.

Everything seemed so good, Hoffa looked at the food and thought of the war outside. Inevitably, I will be grateful that I live in a warm haven.

After eating, a group of Ravenclaws in blue robes talked and laughed together, preparing to return to their common room.

However, as soon as Hoffa and his party stepped onto the narrow bridge, they saw a group of wizards standing in front of the eagle ring in the Ravenclaw common room.

Taking a closer look, the group of people wearing green robes with smug expressions turned out to be the Slytherins who left the banquet early.

The Slytherin team slowly separated, and the tall and handsome Tom Riddle stood up with a smile. He bowed first with the Ravenclaws, and then said:

"After what happened last year, every corner of the castle needs to be thoroughly investigated. About, black-magic-law."

Tom Riddle's tone was slow, his eyes turned around the three of Hoffa, and he smiled.

The group of Slytherins behind him nodded in agreement.

Riddle: "I hope that you can take the initiative to help us open the door of the common room and save us some unnecessary trouble."

Ravenclaw at the stairway was taken aback for a moment, and then flew into a rage.

"dark magic?"

"Have you checked your own lounge?"

"Don't think so, you think we'll let a bunch of Slytherins into the common room?"

Aglaia frowned and stood up: "Riddle, are you a prefect? ​​Who gave you the right to show off your power on the tower of Ravenclaw."

"Cough cough."

Riddle smiled. He tapped his chest, which had a silver assistant badge.

"I'm sorry, Miss Delasses, but rules are rules. In fact, as a teaching assistant, I have this qualification. As for who gave this right, I think it is Principal Dippet."

Everyone was in an uproar and whispered to each other.

Hoffa didn't expect that Gryffindor would be inspected in the afternoon, and it would be Ravenclaw's turn in the evening. Tom Riddle really took advantage of his position to explore Hogwarts wantonly.

"Then you go in." Aglaia sarcastically gritted her teeth with a pale complexion: "

"As long as you idiots can answer Eagle Ring's question."

"you"

The Slytherins were commotioning, and Malfoy was furious at Aglaia's words, and he was about to walk out of the crowd.

But Tom Riddle raised his arm and calmly stopped the anger of the group behind him.

"I've heard about the rules of the Ravenclaw common room for a long time. It just so happens that I'm also a little interested in solving puzzles. If I can, I'd like to try."

"As you please."

After speaking coldly, Aglaia retreated into the crowd.

Tom Riddle strolled forward, and the metal eagle spread its wings, but this time, the knight in the portrait did not kneel.

Yinghuan asked: "White father, black son, wingless bird, fly straight to the clouds, cry when touched, and die in an instant."

This time, not only the students of Slytherin house gasped, but even the students of Ravenclaw house looked at each other in blank dismay.

The difficulty of the Eagle Ring question this time far exceeds any previous question.

All the Slytherin students looked at Tom Riddle.

I saw that his face was a little pale, but he didn't panic. He swayed back and forth on the spot several times. There was silence for ten seconds.

During his silence, all Ravenclaws and Slytherins held their breath.

Finally, Tom showed a sneer, looked sideways at Yinghuan, and said coldly, "Smoke."

The Slytherins burst into applause, followed by loud whistles, as if they had won the Quidditch House Cup.

Aglea punched the wall angrily.

Ravenclaw's eagle ring folded its wings, and the blue corridor of the common room spun open.

A group of Slytherin yelled and tried to squeeze in, but was stopped by Tom Riddle.

"You wait for me here, I let you in, and you come in again."

He gave orders in a superior tone and his eyes were cold. At this moment, he seemed to be the same as the future Dark Lord.

Abraxas Malfoy also wanted to go in. He put his hands on Riddle's shoulders, and he looked the way I knew him best, but Riddle only glanced at his palm, and then told him to withdraw his palm, and stood up awkwardly. on the spot.

The group of Slytherins stood in place, watching Tom Riddle's back disappear into the blue corridor together with Ravenclaw.

Several Ravenclaws whispered angrily: "The sun is really out in the west. When will the head of Gryffindor find a Slytherin to be his teaching assistant."

"Defense against the Dark Arts, damn it, this guy didn't use defense at all when he was running for assistant teaching, he used curse magic."

Aglaia whispered indignantly: "I still look for a black wizard, I think he is a black wizard!"

"The head of Ravenclaw is still a Gryffindor!"

A new Ravenclaw prefect next to him shook his head mockingly: "Everything is messed up. If Professor Goshak is still here, this guy will definitely not be allowed to enter Ravenclaw's common room."

Hoffa's roommate William said: "God knows what this guy is doing in our lounge."

He just finished speaking.

boom! !

Billowing thick smoke mixed with flames suddenly rushed out of the tunnel.

A loud bang came from the doorway, as if someone had set off a bomb in the Ravenclaw common room.

Ravenclaw and Slytherin at the door all screamed and squatted down with their heads in their hands.

The sudden change made Hoffa take two steps back,

The crowd screamed.

Then, Riddle's roar came from the corridor.

boom!

A short sound interrupted Riddle's roar.

Hoffa stared, and a bad premonition suddenly came to his heart. The voice was too familiar.

Without thinking, he rushed into the lounge.

At this moment, in the common room.

The picture is too shocking.

He saw the statue of Ronay Ravenclaw lying on the ground.

He saw the bookshelves burning in the common room.

Billowing smoke mixed with flames licked every corner of this elegant blue room. Burning shreds of paper were flying in the air, and Hoffa's ears were full of pulse-like buzzing, making him feel nothing but his own breathing. can not hear.

Hoffa shook his head vigorously and forced himself into a state of meditation.

His mind became clearer and calmer.

At this time, a hoarse moan came from the corner.

"Help."

The groans actually came from the girls' dormitory.

Hoffa covered his mouth and nose, and rushed into the spiral staircase of the girls' dormitory along with a groan.

A tall figure flashed past, passed through the thick fog, knocked off Hoffa's shoulder, and disappeared directly on the wall.

At the place where he disappeared, Hoffa saw a huge gap that was blown out, and under the action of the pressure, the thick smoke rose and circled and flew out of the house.

"Hoffa."

The groan made Hoffa recover from the shock, he turned his head slowly, and saw a bloody palm.

Tom Riddle.

The future big devil, the genius assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Holding his lower abdomen with his left hand, he sat slumped at the corner of the spiral staircase, clutching his chest, spitting out blood.

The billowing flames reflected the pale faces of the two,

Hoffa approached slowly and squatted down to take a look.

In Tom's fingers, blood continued to overflow.

His right rib was blasted with a big hole.