108 Chapter 41, White Stone Grave

In the empty and dilapidated hall, Hoffa woke up from a decadent state and looked at himself in disbelief.

Osilvia also looked at him strangely: "I don't know, I've never seen such a situation before. This is your own ability, and the effect and influence can only be developed and understood by yourself. All I can do is guide you."

After listening, Hoffa entered a state of meditation without hesitation.

In short, meditation is beneficial and harmless, no matter what, meditate first.

In the state of meditation, his spirit slowly recovered.

Gradually, he realized that his goal in life became clear. He wanted to find the forbidden art library, find the half-human king, and protect his friends.

Finally, an hour later.

Hoffa stood up slowly, and his consciousness returned to normal. No more depression, no more emptiness.

At this moment, his heart was extremely shocked.

He looked at his watch, and the powerful activation just now didn't even consume half of his magic power, and his physical energy was quite abundant.

It's just that this weird side effect was unexpected. Why did I fall into an inexplicable state of blank thinking, and why did I say a bunch of inexplicable words just now.

Hoffa was still a little puzzled.

"alright?"

Osilvia asked, her voice echoing in the empty hall.

Hoffa looked up, only to see that it was already dark at the moment. There was a big full moon outside the window, and the moonlight poured in from the towering windows, and shone through the animal sculptures on the four courtyards on the wall, forming grotesque shadows on the ground and walls.

"Um."

Hoffa nodded.

Osivia drew out her wand and tapped Hoffa's clothes.

"It's back to normal."

All the damage and scratches on the clothes disappeared, Osilvia stretched out her arms, and said like a blind man, "Take me to the other side."

Looking at the opponent's arm, Hoffa frowned: "Aren't you going to leave by yourself?"

"The mirror world is a magic of reality and illusion. After my father died, I lost most of my ability to see reality.

Everything in this hall is extremely vague to me. "

Hoffa was stunned: "What, you said you couldn't see it?"

"That's right." Osilvia said calmly, "That's why I came to you. When I was your age, my Transfiguration teacher once told me that young wizards with higher spirits than ordinary people can always see Some things that ordinary people can't see."

"God." Hoffa groaned, grabbing the Transfiguration teacher's arm.

"Dumbledore told you?"

"No, I'm Durmstrang's teacher."

Osivia said softly:

"But Dean Dumbledore must also know this truth. The spiritual vision of wizards will decline with age, and some people will never even have spiritual vision. They will be confused by appearances all their lives and struggle hard."

"Wish I didn't."

Laughing at himself, Hoffa grabbed Osilvia's arm, walked through the long hall, and came to the half-remaining statue.

There are many dilapidated and decayed bookcases piled up here and there. With a slight touch, these bookcases are all scattered on the ground, rolling up thin smoke and dust under the moonlight.

Osilvia frowned: "What's here, tell me."

"You really can't see?"

Hoffa still had some disbelief, so he reached out and waved his hand in front of Osilvia's eyes.

"Don't shake, I can see you, but it's hard to see anything else."

"Damn it."

Hoffa grumbled.

"focus on work."

Osilvia's fingers touched the body of the huge statue in front of her, "What did you see?"

"The statue, a broken statue, only half of the body, a broken statue covered with wood." Hoffa said.

"Get rid of everything else and see if there is any information on this statue."

Osivia said softly.

Hoffa nodded and coughed lightly with his wand: "The flames are raging."

A forty-centimeter-long pillar of fire appeared at the tip of the wand, igniting the discarded wood in front of it. Because these woods are too decayed and old, they are almost like scraps of paper, and they will disappear once they are burned.

After a while, the wood turned into bits and pieces of debris under the flame spell, floating in the air and disappearing invisible.

"Are you ready?" Osylvia asked softly.

Hoffa wiped the dust off the statue with his fingers.

"It's burnt out."

After finishing speaking, he turned around the statue and found that the statue was not only broken, but had also been treated angrily. Many places where things should be recorded on it were all smashed or scratched by sharp objects.

For example, the base.

Generally, some inscriptions or construction time are recorded on the base of the statue.

This statue also existed, but it has been almost destroyed.

Hoffa touched it, and finally only touched a series of fuzzy numbers that had not been completely destroyed at the end of the base - 929

"Nothing." Fa stood up and said to Osivia, "only a vague number, 929."

"929?"

Osilvia frowned: "What does that mean?"

"Who knows."

Hoffa shrugged: "Maybe it was the time when the statue was built. Didn't you say this is an ancient library? Maybe, this is the time when this library was completed."

"Time, 929, etc."

Osilvia turned around twice: "No, this is not the construction time. It is the death time."

"Death time, what do you mean?"

Hoffa frowned.

"I have read the school history of Hogwarts. The second headmaster of Hogwarts, Gahoris Mallory, took office in 930. According to the tradition of Hogwarts, all headmasters must die in their posts. "

"Then you mean, what is this statue?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the first headmaster of Hogwarts, the one who established the Forbidden Art Library."

Hoffa swallowed, then looked up again.

"Then, who is he?"

Osilvia shook his head: "No one knows, there is no record about him in all historical materials, maybe his records are sealed in the library of forbidden arts, maybe in order to preserve the secrets of the library, he has been completely erased Gone to exist."

"You don't know either?"

"It's been a thousand years, and I can only get information from history books. If it's not recorded in the books, no one knows."

Hoffa looked around the statue carefully, but found nothing and said: "There is nothing else, only one number."

"Are you sure?"

Hoffa looked around more carefully: "I'm sure, nothing can be seen from this statue, it has been damaged too badly."

After speaking, he began to wander around the hall, hoping to see if there were any other places where there were clues recorded.

But no, there is only one broken statue in the whole hall.

He returned to Osilvia, and she sighed: "I'll look for clues elsewhere, take me out of here."

She stretched out her arm, and Hoffa grabbed her forearm according to her words, and the two walked out slowly.

Halfway through, Hoffa suddenly felt something was wrong, and he grabbed Osivia.

"Wait a moment."

"What's wrong?"

In the empty hall, Hoffa rubbed his chin, looking thoughtfully at the statue bathed in bright moonlight.

"I was wondering, why would anyone destroy all the information. Even the statue of the first headmaster?"

"Maybe it's for protection, to protect the secrets of the library from being discovered by future generations." Osivia speculated.

"It's possible, but have you ever heard a story about the ancient East?"

"what story."

"This place has three hundred taels of silver."

"Never heard of it." Osilvia shook her head.

Hoffa: "It is said that there was a fool in the ancient east. In order to protect his money, he sold his money underground. But he was afraid that others would find out, so he inserted a sign in the place where the money was buried. The sign It says there is no money buried here."

After hearing this, Osilvia couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Under the moonlight, Hoffa saw that his Transfiguration teacher had two dimples on his face when he smiled.

Afterwards, she restrained her smile and said lightly, "That's really stupid."

Hoffa pointed to the half of the statue.

"Isn't it obvious? If there is no information on that statue, why would others destroy it? There may indeed be some important information."

"Even if there is, it has been destroyed." Osivia said.

Hoffa: "Would you put the important information in such a conspicuous place, like that idiot from the east, who knows how to bury money in the ground.

I just saw in the illusion magic that there are people coming and going here, and it is very prosperous. If there is really any important information on the statue, wouldn't everyone know it. "

Osylvia didn't answer.

Hoffa dragged Osivia back again, pinched his chin and looked at the only broken statue in the hall.

His gaze rests on the base of the statue.

Suddenly, Hoffa flicked his wand, and the wand turned into a thick rope. The rope flew a few times and bound the statue tightly.

"Come on, give me a hand," Hoffa said.

Osylvia tugged at the edge of the rope.

Hoffa has entered a slightly activated state. He is slightly taller and his arm muscles are swollen. And Osivia turned into a half-snake state over three meters tall.

The two tugged back hard, and the statue wobbled a bit. It was extremely heavy.

"Hold on," Hoffa said.

Osilvia glanced at him, and directly turned into a ten-meter-long python under the moonlight. She opened her huge mouth and bit Hoffa's arm.

This time, Hoffa felt like he was being dragged by a truck.

One person and one snake exerted force again.

boom! !

Only half of the statue was left crashing down.

Roll up the dust in the sky.

Hoffa put away his wand and coughed twice.

Then he walked briskly under the buttocks of the pedestal.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the moonlight shone in through the window unusually brightly, hitting the real bottom of the statue.

There, Hoffa saw a row of deep English engravings.

[Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. 】

He was shocked for a moment.

On the other side, the green python slowly turned into a girl and came to Hoffa's side.

"Have information?"

Hoffa nodded gravely.

"What's written on it?" Osilvia asked eagerly.

Hoffa squatted down and murmured: Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. "

"Endless knowledge lies in the white stone tomb."

Osilvia repeated.

"Only one row of words?"

"Wait, there's another pattern." Hoffa slowly stroked a strange pattern at the bottom of the stone statue with his fingers.

"The pattern has three rings, a large ring, a small ring and an eye in the middle."

Osilvia also squatted down, touching the bottom of the statue with her fingers. Hoffa pressed her palm into place.

After touching it for a while, her face became very serious.

"What does that mean? Do you know?" Hoffa asked.

Osilvia shook her head: "I don't know, I've never heard of a white stone tomb, and I haven't heard of the pattern of three rings, but it must be related to the Forbidden Art Library."

Hoffa murmured: "It's unbelievable that he would leave a message in such a hidden place. Did he guess that his statue was going to be destroyed? Who destroyed the statue?"

Osilvia didn't answer. She couldn't answer these questions at all. After touching the words for a while, she stood up and walked out quickly.

Hoffa: "Where are you going?"

Osilvia: "Get out."

"You're going the wrong way."

Osilvia turned her head, changed direction and continued walking.

Hoffa followed behind her.

Walking to the wall, she drew out her wand and tapped the corner of the wall, then pulled out the mirror again.

After she closed the mirror, the two came to the real Hogwarts library. It was already dark and nothing could be seen in the library.

Osilvia hurried forward, and Hoffa had to run to keep up with her.

Walking out of the library, she said:

"You go back first, I'll check the information, and when I find information about Baishi's tomb, I will notify you as soon as possible."

owe more to make up

All night.

Thanks for the big reward

But it won't explode until the archives grow up.

So, why be careful

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