113 Chapter 46, Ghost

While talking, the two came to the edge of the school's black lake.

The winter of 1939 was really cold. The temperature was probably around minus 20 degrees. It was so cold that Hoffa even missed the greenhouse climate in the future.

At this moment, the Black Lake has completely frozen over, and the ice surface is as indestructible as quenched steel.

Standing on the edge of the frozen lake, Hoffa could see the bright white moon over the mountains in the distance. The whole world appears a dull gray under this white moon.

Hoffa didn't feel it when he was reading novels in his previous life. After coming to reality, Hoffa felt the vastness of this lake. It has an area of ​​at least tens of kilometers.

"Where are those ancient people buried?" Hoffa asked sideways.

"Island in the middle of the lake." Osylvia pointed to an almost invisible dot in the distance and asked, "Can you skate?"

"What?"

Hoffa was startled.

"We can slide over."

Osilvia said calmly: "It's too slow to walk over."

"Roller Skating Club."

Hoffa said dryly.

Osivia stepped on the ice surface, and suddenly, a sharp ice blade appeared under her black leather boots. This made her taller even taller.

Seeing the skate, Hoffa raised his forehead.

"Well, I won't."

"I'll teach you, our speed will increase a lot after learning."

Osilvia squatted down involuntarily, and tapped Hoffa's foot with her wand.

Hoffa's ice skates appeared under his feet, and he immediately grew about one centimeter taller.

Osivia waved her wand again, and the snow on the lake scattered to both sides, revealing a smooth ice surface.

She stepped on the ice and said to Hoffa.

"bring it on."

Seeing her walking so easily, Hoffa thought it shouldn't be difficult, so he stepped onto the ice.

However, in the next second, he fell firmly to the ground, pushed his butt and slid his face to Osivia's feet, as embarrassing as if he stepped on soap while running wildly in the bathroom.

Osilvia's lips twitched, and she suppressed: "As a person of oriental descent, your balance is too poor."

"I'm not Russian."

Hoffa sat on the ground and angrily grabbed a snowball and threw it at it.

"Russia?"

Osilvia slid to the left, dodging the snowball very lightly. "What are you talking about. Technically, I'm Ukrainian."

"Is there a difference?" Hoffa got up, "It's all the Soviet Union."

He staggered, stepped on the skates and took a step forward cautiously.

This time he swayed again, his whole body lost his balance, and he was about to fall over as soon as his legs stretched out. Osylvia quickly floated over and grabbed Hoffa's arm.

"You don't seem to be good at anything other than Transfiguration."

She weighed Hoffa with examining eyes.

"you shut up."

Hoffa struggled to get up and pushed Osivia away: "It's as if you can learn it the first time you skate."

Boom! !

Hoffa, who took two steps, fell loudly.

Ten minutes later, after falling more than a dozen times in a row, the snow-covered Hoffa finally stood up reluctantly, bent over, opened his hands, and walked on the ice without any aesthetic feeling.

And Osivia kicked her legs slowly beside him, leaving marks on the ice like a swan, her long black hair slowly brushing behind her head, and the white snow spread under her feet.

She seems to be in a good mood today, maybe because she found the clue, maybe because watching Hoffa wrestling is interesting, she talks a little more than usual.

"Would you like me to help you?" she said, "If I hold you up, the speed will be much faster."

Hoffa: "You're helping me if you don't talk."

"I am a younger brother, and you are quite similar to him."

Osivia said suddenly.

"Wow, what an honor," Hoffa said.

"Stubborn, arrogant, but not bad in nature." Osivia said.

"He's in Durmstrang?" Hoffa asked falteringly.

"he died."

Hoffa almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry," Hoffa said.

"It's okay, it's been a long time, I almost forgot what he looked like."

Osilvia's voice dropped, and she returned to her usual indifferent and serious look.

The two skated another distance forward, and Hoffa gradually became familiar with the ice skating skills, and the speed was a little faster. He could finally straighten his waist up a bit.

"where is your family?"

Seeing that Osilvia was silent, Hoffa asked again: "Except for father and brother."

"There are also a few distant uncles."

While talking, the two moved away from the shore of the lake, and the outline of the Hogwarts tower gradually blurred.

"Where's your mother, does she trust you to come to England?"

"Dead, when my brother was born, don't ask irrelevant questions."

"Well."

Hoffa's jerky ice skating skills have gradually become proficient, and he can almost walk on the lake normally. But the corner of his eye was locked on Osivia's face.

caught his gaze.

"Concentrate on your work." Osilvia emphasized again.

At this time, a bright light flashed behind him, and a few seconds later, there was a faint explosion.

Hoffa turned his head and found that it was Hogwarts Castle that had started to set off Christmas fireworks, and some colorful colors exploded in a distant place, adding some color to this white and gray world.

Hoffa thought for a while, pointed behind him and said, "Look, the fireworks in the shape of a snake."

Osilvia looked back, but did not find the so-called snake-shaped fireworks. These fireworks are generally spherical.

She said, "No way. Huh."

When he turned his head, Hoffa suddenly grabbed the ice and covered his face with snow. He smiled, "Merry Christmas, Senior."

Osivia, whose face was full of snowflakes, froze in place, with a big face, and even the entire bun was loosened by Hoffa several times, and it spread from the forehead.

Her expression twitched a few times, and then, the fluttering fine snow gathered into a ball in her hands, and she slammed the snowball back on Hoffa's face, and said calmly, "Call me Professor."

Hoffa touched the snow slag on his face, took a deep breath, and the mental force field controlled the surrounding snow to transform into a snowball and float beside him.

"No, only brilliant people can be honored as professors."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and dozens of snowballs flew towards Osivia like lightning.

Osivia kicked off the ice and moved more than 20 meters across, dodging the snowball.

But Hoffa's mental force field still manipulated Snowball, chasing after it like a tracking missile.

Osilvia smiled and shook her head, "Too weak."

After she finished speaking, all the snowballs exploded in mid-air, turning into snowflakes all over the sky.

Hoffa's mental force field was blocked by her, and then, under her control, the fluttering snow quickly turned into a huge snowball.

"Well"

Hoffa looked at the formed snowball in the air, stumbled back a few steps, and entered a state of meditation.

The surrounding snow suddenly trembled and spread, gathering in front of him, forming a thick snow wall in the blink of an eye.

boom! !

A super-large snowball with a diameter of nearly two meters hit the snow wall, forming a super-large snowdrift almost like an avalanche.

Hoffa laughed, and the snowdrift seemed to come alive, turning into a fat snowman with a height of six meters, rushing towards Osivia.

Osivia narrowed her eyes, and the legs of the running fat snowman suddenly broke, rolled and fell to the ground, and began to fall apart. She blocked Hoffa's transformation again.

Hoffa clasped his palms together, and the snowmen scattered on the ground quickly turned into dozens of little snowmen the size of house elves.

One by one, they picked up snowballs and threw them at Osilvia.

However, after those snowballs hit Osilvia's body, they passed through without hindrance.

Just an illusion.

"Ah oh."

Hoffa, who found that he had hit the phantom, ran away, while the real Osivia rushed over from the other side.

Hoffa made a sharp turn and stumbled to escape on the ice. At the beginning, Hoffa's speed was barely able to keep a distance from Osilvia, but soon, he was overtaken by the extremely fast Osilvia, who was not good at skating.

While gliding at high speed, she firmly clasped Hoffa's shoulder. Standing on one leg, the other kicked Hoffa's calf. Hoffa staggered and fell to the ground. Osivia raised her eyebrows and let go.

But Hoffa clasped her forearm quickly.

Osilvia's expression changed.

Hoffa laughed, fell to the ground and dragged her to the ground at the same time, on the frozen lake, the two rolled over the ice several times before barely stopping.

Hoffa was crushed to the snow.

Osilvia straightened up suddenly, covered in snow, panting and breathing white mist, and pressed Hoffa's shoulder to straighten up: "You have to call me a professor."

"That's not okay, senior." Hoffa laughed, "You just won the skating, not the transformation."

At this moment, Osilvia's black hair fell messily on Hoffa's face, she shook her head and said, "I didn't try my best."

"Me neither, and besides, I'm six years younger than you."

Hoffa tilted his head. "Were you better than me when you were twelve?"

Osivia was taken aback for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "I am an Animagus that I learned at the age of thirteen."

"Ha, but that's all."

Hoffa sneezed. "By the way, your hair is in my nostril."

"That's all."

Osilvia brushed her hair and stared at Hoffa, the dimples on her face gradually disappeared.

"Merry Christmas, Hoffa Bach."

"To put it nicely, you always look depressed."

After being silent for a while, Osilvia straightened up, knelt on the snow, looked into the distance and asked, "Do you believe in the existence of ghosts?"

"Ghosts, do you mean, ghosts? There are many in the school."

"The last year." Osylvia interrupted Hoffa,

"When I think about my family again. I sometimes even think that they were spared a lot of things. Wars, plots, killings, sometimes I am thankful. When they go, there is no pain."

"Ahem." Hoffa didn't know how to respond, he could only cough twice.

"Uh, I guess I'd better concentrate on my work"

click.

There was a strange clicking sound in his ears.

Let Hoffa look sideways, and the ice surface on the side of his face cracked a small line for some reason.

Eh.

Hoffa was taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, one line turned into two lines, two lines became four lines, four lines became eight lines, the sound of crackling was endless, and the cracks spread like a spider web at an extremely fast speed.

The mental force field was swept away, and Hoffa lay on the ice, looking back at Osivia in a daze:

"Sister, can you swim?"

"What?"

Hoffa said palely, "This piece of ice is only five centimeters thick."

As soon as the words fell, the ice behind him suddenly shattered completely.

Hoffa instantly fell into the dark lake below.

The turbulent waves instantly engulfed his body, and he couldn't swim, so he fell straight to the lake. It felt more terrifying than ever.