110 Chapter 43, Visitation

In the following week, Hoffa failed to return to his original dormitory. It would be useless if he tried to sneak in, Ravenclaw's tower was too high.

Osilvia didn't come to see Hoffa, but during the recent period, she only had thirty minutes of each class. After completing her teaching tasks, she will give the rest of the time to the students to practice independently.

And she herself will leave in a hurry without a trace.

But Hoffa felt that, with her stubborn personality, she must have spent most of her time looking for the White Stone Tomb.

The transfiguration class teacher's perfunctory caused dissatisfaction among most of the students. Boys are fine, but it is hard for them to blame their foreign beauty teacher because of their gender bonus.

But girls don't think so, in a transformation class on November 9th.

Aglaia crossed her arms and said angrily, "It's the first time I've seen such a cold teacher. Isn't she afraid of us complaining?"

Miranda teased: "What are you complaining about, are you following the script?"

"She's not responsible." Aglaia said coldly.

"The teaching assistant of the Transfiguration class is sitting next to you. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

"It's about as good as killing me," Aglaia said dryly.

bang bang! !

The door of the Transfiguration class was suddenly pushed open, interrupting the conversation between the two.

Hoffa, who was reading a book, turned his head, and a prickly boy with pale blond hair walked in, and he leaned against the Slytherin table with a carefree attitude.

It was Abraxas Malfoy.

"Hey, the school hospital is open for visiting, who will come with me to visit Riddle?" He said to the Slytherins.

This sentence was like a brick smashed into the calm water, and the dull classroom instantly came alive.

Since Tom Riddle was shot, he has been kept in the intensive care unit of the school hospital, and no one is allowed to visit.

Any students who wanted to ask questions, inquire about news, express sympathy, friendliness, or love were all turned away.

But now, the school has finally opened up to visitors, and it's got everyone whispering.

All the students at the Slytherin table stood up, surrounded Malfoy, and walked out.

Even the students from the other three courtyards couldn't help but stood up and followed the Slytherin troops, wanting to see the excitement.

Seeing these people disappearing noisily at the door, Hoffa stood up.

This action made Aglaia very puzzled, and she asked angrily, "Why, do you want to visit that guy too?"

She still remembered that she had lost to Riddle in the duel.

But Hoffa nodded. He did want to go there, but it wasn't a visit.

As the first witness, Tom Riddle must have more information about the intruder. Having access to this information, Hoffa thought, would bring him closer to the truth.

Aglaia squinted her eyes and said dangerously: "I heard that you were from an orphanage before you came to school. Don't tell me you have a good relationship?"

Miranda looked at Hoffa who stood up, then at Aglaia, hesitated for a while, and still sat still.

Hoffa laughed dumbfounded: "I want to say, he killed me once in the orphanage, do you believe it?"

Aglaia's expression changed from gloomy to stunned.

Hoffa patted her on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll go find out some news, don't be suspicious."

After speaking, he strode out the door.

The school was noisy, and there were students sticking their heads out everywhere, wanting to rush to the hospital, some from lower grades and some from higher grades.

There are also students holding old wooden cameras and walking hurriedly, as if trying to win headlines for the school newspaper.

The shooting incident suppressed by the school showed signs of resurgence, and the murderer was not found. Everyone wanted to see Tom Riddle.

Hoffa came to the entrance of the school hospital, which was already overcrowded. Many students blocked the door, and there were two nurses standing at the door.

Unfortunately, the door was tightly closed.

This made Hoffa feel a little puzzled.

After a while, Malfoy came out of the intensive care unit, and beside him stood a tall Slytherin, who raised his arms rather arrogantly, suppressing the noise of the crowd.

Then, he said slowly: "Everyone, line up in a row. No one can go in and visit my friends without my permission."

The students from the school newspaper and other curious students below were a little anxious.

Hoffa stared at Malfoy, seeing an irrepressible look in his eyes.

This guy seems to be enjoying this moment quite a bit. His tone and gestures were imitating Principal Dippet.

But Hoffa didn't just barge in, he didn't mind following the visitation rules set by Slytherin.

After all, there are so many people at the door.

However, after waiting at the door for half an hour, Hoffa discovered that Malfoy did not allow anyone who had no personal relationship with him to enter the ward.

Even Slytherin, who was wearing a green robe, had to curry favor in front of him before he could enter.

As for the people from the other three courtyards, there are even fewer who can enter.

An hour later, the crowded hospital entrance became deserted. Most of the people left here unhappy.

To be honest, Hoffa also wanted to leave, and he felt that the possibility of getting in in the normal way was almost zero.

But this matter has extraordinary significance to him, and he chose to persist.

Sure enough, when he stood in front of Malfoy, he stretched out his hand without hesitation: "Wait a minute."

Hoffa looked at him.

Malfoy said cheerfully, "Have you been standing for a long time?"

"Can I go in?" Hoffa asked.

"What do you think?" Malfoy sneered sarcastically, "Will you be sick and Drasses will let me in, Bach?"

"It's nothing personal," Hoffa said.

"If I say no, I won't," Malfoy said lazily.

"Are there any conditions?"

"Talk about terms, okay, let that little bastard Drasses come and talk to me," Malfoy said.

Hoffa said lightly: "Pay attention to your words."

"Pay attention to your words, what kind of onion are you?"

Malfoy squinted his eyes and took a step forward, his nose was about to touch the tip of Hoffa's nose: "Now, get out of here before I get angry."

"Did you run the school hospital? Malfoy." Hoffa said calmly.

boom! Malfoy grabbed Hoffa's collar and said fiercely:

"No, but I suspect that Ravenclaw students harbored murderers and planned the murder against Slytherin. Especially you, and your two accomplices. You are the most suspect."

Hoffa looked at the palm of his hand clutching his collar and said, "That's a serious accusation, Malfoy."

Malfoy turned his head and sneered, "I think, maybe I'll ask a few Wizengamot judges to conduct a separate investigation on you to see if you've hidden any Muggle weapons in your crotch!"

This statement amused Hoffa.

He couldn't help laughing: "This crime is too general, I don't think you can call any judges."

"You questioning me? Hmm."

Malfoy's palm was hard, and the big Slytherin next to him took a step forward and pressed Malfoy's back, as if trying to pull him away.

Hoffa shook his head: "No, I just think that if you want to judge me, you can find a better excuse."

"Like what?" Malfoy sneered.

"Like a private fight."

Malfoy froze for a moment, then his expression changed.

He hasn't reacted yet.

Boom! !

With a muffled sound.

The huge lion's head fist slammed into Malfoy's face.

It directly smashed him upside down and flew out with a bang. He directly smashed open the door of the intensive care unit and rolled continuously.

The two nurses standing at the door screamed immediately.

"Asshole!"

The tall Slytherin student drew his wand without hesitation.

boom! !

Three large stone hands stretched out from the wall in an instant.

Bang Bang Bang held the three of them.

The two screaming nurses who wanted to find the teacher were pressed against the wall by big stone hands, and their mouths were covered by two crossed small stone hands.

The tall Slytherin was held by the waist, he raised his wand across the sky, and roared like thunder: "Bones to pieces!"

Hoffa's body was slightly raised, his muscles swelled, and he bypassed the blue shattering ray with a side like lightning.

Then he punched the tall Slytherin in the face.

In the activated state, his strength was no less than that of an adult, and this punch directly shook his head, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Hoffa snatched his wand and dropped it on the ground.

In the distance, Malfoy, whose nose was bleeding, stumbled up from the ground, took out his wand, and roared, "Snake spirit! Kill him!"

Three large transparent snakes drilled out from three places at the door, and they opened their mouths to spew out high-heat rays.

Hoffa disappeared directly in place.

The rays of the transparent serpent directly turned the tiles on which Hoffa was standing into boiling magma.

The next second, Hoffa came in front of Malfoy, and he was quite disgusted by the murderous intent of the other party. He punched Malfoy again in the face hard.

boom! !

Malfoy crashed into the crowd by Tom Riddle's bed.

"Help!"

"Kill!"

With a group of Slytherins screaming.

Another pair of large stone hands rose from the ground and grabbed Malfoy suddenly. Then there were several pairs, which rose like dominoes and brought him back to Hoffa directly.

Hoffa stood condescendingly in front of Malfoy.

Malfoy raised his wand in horror.

But his wand was kicked away by Hoffa.

"It's too inefficient. Malfoy." Hoffa withdrew his wand, "Do you think every day is a duel?"

The man lying on the hospital bed yelled, "Stop!"

Hoffa glanced at Tom.

Then grabbed Malfoy's hair and forced his head around. Force him to look into his eyes.

"I think here, you should be able to get good treatment."

Boom! !

With one punch, Malfoy's left eye was bruised.

"You dare to hit me! How dare you hit me, you poor ghost?" He howled harshly.

Boom! !

With another punch, Malfoy turned directly into a panda face.

"ah!!"

Boom! !

A punch to Malfoy's mouth stopped him from screaming.

"You can choose to hide behind Riddle, or you can choose to use some connections outside the school to find me, I don't mind. But in school, I am the teaching assistant of the Transfiguration class and have the same rights as the teacher. Who do I want to see, You can't control it!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Malfoy to speak, Hoffa hit Malfoy with a whip kick.

boom! !

Gravel flying across.

Malfoy rolled several times in a row and fell back to the Slytherin bed.

His face was pale, his teeth were clenched, his eyes were closed, and he pretended to be unconscious.

At this moment, everyone in Slytherin had fully reacted. They surrounded Abraxas Malfoy, pulled out their wands in unison, and looked at Hoffa fiercely.

The two sides fell into a tense confrontation.

But Hoffa didn't care about these people, he didn't even take out his wand, just looked at the hospital bed with his pockets in his hands.

unexpected.

There was a severe coughing sound from the hospital bed.

After Riddle coughed, he said hoarsely, "Everyone go out."

The green-robed wizards all turned their heads: "Tom, what are you talking about?"

"This guy"

"Get out, don't make me say it a second time."

Tom Riddle said heavily.

"Tom!"

A tall Slytherin girl beside her stomped anxiously.

"go out."

Tom Riddle's voice was hoarse and low, already carrying killing intent.

The girl's unfinished words were abruptly held back. She glanced at Hoffa bitterly and waved. A group of Slytherins picked up Malfoy and strode out the door.

Hoffa stood still.

The door of the hospital slammed shut, he raised his right hand slightly, and a pair of stone hands crossed appeared in front of the door, sealing the ward firmly.

Now, in the ward, only Hoffa and Riddle were left.

Thank you Max Wang for your reward, thank you brother

Uh, I owe it to Orz first, there are not many manuscripts left.