180 Chapter 47, the Missing Roommate

"William is missing?"

Hoffa repeated Antonio's words.

"That's right. We. Let's go together"

Antonio faltered and made two gestures with his hands.

"Go to what?"

Hoffa's face looked a little stern in the darkness.

"us."

Antonio lowered his head. He has always been timid, and when he saw Hoffa's face down, he was a little afraid to speak further.

On the other hand, Taylor stood up. He coughed lightly twice, and said solemnly:

"We went to explore the prefect's bathroom together, but after entering, William never came out again. He disappeared."

Prefect washes the bathroom, adventure?

Hoffa's eyes widened, these bastards actually went!

Sherlock Bohan, the prefect of Ravenclaw, is a girl! This group of guys sneaked into the female class head's bathroom, and even lost one of them!

Seeing the uneasy looks of these two people, Hoffa was both bored and had a headache. What kind of boring guys are these?

"Didn't come out? Maybe it fell into the pool."

"No." Antonio waved his hands again and again, "We searched the bathroom, but we didn't see him come out."

"Maybe I can play with you incognito."

Hoffa said lightly.

Antonio was taken aback.

"William will not be invisible."

"We want you to help find it." Taylor said in a low voice, "You are so powerful, you will definitely be able to find a way."

Hoffa was even more annoyed. He said, "This kind of matter should be under the control of the prefect and the dean. You can go to Dumbledore, and there is a curfew outside now."

"No." Antonio waved his hands again and again.

"If Dumbledore finds out, we will die. Maybe we will be expelled. Come over and look for it with us, and forget it if you find it."

Antonio added with a pleading tone: "I beg you."

Seeing that the tip of Antonio's nose was dripping with sweat, Hoffa tightened his fingers on the sheets. This roommate is usually similar to Neville Longbottom, except that his memory is better than his, and his personality is almost the same. .

Taylor wanted to say something, but Antonio quickly stopped him.

"Hoffa, as long as you get William back, I swear, we will never do this kind of thing again."

Taylor immediately echoed: "Really, just this one time, please help, Hoffa."

Hoffa murmured softly: "What does what you do have anything to do with me?"

After all, he still stood up, expressionless:

"Lead the way."

Antonio and Taylor were overjoyed, and quickly took out an old lantern from the bedside table, lit it, and took Hoffa out of the dormitory.

There were not many people in the school at night, Antonio and Taylor tiptoed ahead with an old lantern.

On the way to the prefect's bathroom, Hoffa took a brief look at what had happened.

William made a bet with a Gryffindor student to see who could find the most precious treasure in the prefect's bathroom. The Gryffindor student went in and took out a silver candlestick. But after William went in, no one came out.

A group of people went in and searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it.

The Gryffindor students were terrified, thinking that stealing the candlestick caused an unknown curse, so they scattered. The bathroom was pitch-black after no one was there, so Antonio and Taylor didn't dare to explore too much, so they had to ask Hoffa for help.

The prefect's bathroom is in front of the statue of Boris the Boris on the sixth floor, and Antonio whispered next to him, "Sweet and sweet spiritual melon."

The door creaked open, revealing a dark corridor behind, with no lights in the bathroom.

"Let's go in and look for it together?"

Antonio stood at the dark entrance, thinking of William's disappearance, swallowed.

Tyler bumped into Antonio, who immediately fell silent.

This small action did not escape Hoffa's eyes. He looked at the entrance of the black hole and took the lantern from Antonio.

"Don't go in, let me out outside, if anyone comes, remember to go in and notify me."

Antonio was relieved, "Okay, okay."

Taylor wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and quickly retreated to the side of the statue, looking around, looking serious.

Hoffa didn't care about his pretentious gesture, and got into the bathroom with a lantern.

This place is actually similar to when the Harry Triwizard Tournament is coming in the future, with luxurious chandeliers, snow-white marble floors,

It's just that the whole atmosphere was completely reversed. It definitely didn't feel as warm as when Harry came to take a bath. The whole space was pitch-black without any lighting. The outlines of those furnishings presented under the flickering light of the lanterns are like poor and lost souls.

Here, Hoffa feels like he is the only living creature in this world.

Lanterns illuminate the walls.

The mermaid in the gold-plated frame quietly hid in the water after seeing Hoffa's figure.

Hoffa walked in front of the oil painting, looked at the mermaid with only half of its head exposed, and asked in a low voice:

"Has anyone been here before?"

The mermaid in the painting nodded.

"Where did he go?"

The mermaid glanced at Hoffa, didn't speak, and disappeared into the frame with a plop. The weird look in his eyes made Hoffa feel a little terrified.

He stroked the bottom of the marble bath, which hadn't been used for a long time, and there were only dried water stains on the bottom. There were also some golden hairs stuck to the bottom of the tub.

This is a very normal thing, this bath once belonged to Sherlock Bohan, and she herself has long golden hair.

However, in addition to the long hair, Hoffa saw a few colorful feathers.

The feather wasn't glued to the bottom, it floated on the surface, dry and new. Feathers. Are there any birds here?

He picked up the feather and it felt like a parrot's tail feather.

Parrot?

He looked around with a lantern, but there was nothing. There were no signs of fighting or tearing at the scene. He touched the faucet and turned it twice, but there was only a creaking sound, but no water came out. The house-elves at the school probably stopped the hot water in the prefects' bathrooms after the prefects left.

strangeness. Hoffa straightened up.

Although the entire bath is well decorated, it is not the kind of romantic bath in the late ancient Rome, with a limited area. There is no room for hiding people inside.

Unless Antonio came to lie to himself out of boredom, how could William, a living person, disappear out of thin air.

He closed his eyes, opened the mental force field, and felt it for a moment. There is no residual magic power fluctuation.

It's not a prank, nor is it like hide and seek.

Where did that go?

Rubbing the strange tail feather on his hands, he walked out of the bathroom and returned to the corridor outside the prefect's bathroom.

He was going to ask Antonio and Tyler if he had missed any information.

But when Hoffa walked out of the bathroom, the roommate who was supposed to wait outside to watch out for him disappeared.

All that remains is the statue of Boris the Foolish, with his gloves on behind his back and a dazed expression, seemingly silently mocking himself.

"Antonio? Taylor?"

He called twice in the dark corridor, but he could only hear his own echo, and no one answered.

He checked his watch, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"Shit, bastard"

Hoffa cursed secretly, and actually left himself and ran away.

Could it be that he went back to sleep? There must be a limit to being shameless.

He strode to the Ravenclaw common room, but waited for him to return to the common room. There were no Antonio and Taylor in the common room, and neither did they when they entered the dormitory.

Standing at the door of the dormitory, the cold winter wind passed through the curtains and covered Hoffa's body. His heart seemed to have fallen into the deep sea and sank straight down.

If it wasn't a prank, something must have happened.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat for a while, when two voices appeared in his mind.

A voice told him to find it quickly.

But another voice said, what does this have to do with him, isn't it what he wants to see these annoying guys leave.

After sitting by the bed for two minutes, the voice of looking for him finally prevailed.

He really didn't want to care about it, but he felt that he would feel uneasy if he didn't care. What should he do if something happened to these two people.

Although the relationship between him and his roommate is not very good, they are roommates after all.

He stood up again and ran out of the lounge. Found it all over the castle.

Because of the darkness, he didn't dare to shout too loudly, so he could only turn around corner by corner, classroom by classroom.

Holding the lantern, he walked through the mistletoe-strewn corridor in the dark, ran through the armor-lined classroom, and crawled through the cobweb-strewn dense passage.

All the way from the twelfth floor to the lobby, my three silly roommates disappeared as if they had gone to another dimension.

When he got near the hall, he bent down out of breath and leaned against the wall a little tiredly.

The snowflakes outside the castle drifted in from the high windows and fell on his shoulders, and he exhaled a mouthful of white mist. Under the light of the dilapidated lantern, his shadow was winding on the wall, long and big.

There was a slight earthquake in the silent corridor. He was refreshed and turned his head to look.

In the faint light, two mice ran quickly from the shadow cast by him. Hoffa sighed, thinking too much, it was just two mice.

At this time, he felt something looking at him again, and raised his head. The black and white cat seen in the bathroom squatted on top of a beast head, staring at him without blinking.

what's the situation.

what a coincidence

Did you bother it to catch mice?

Hoffa felt something was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes.

The black and white cat disappeared.

Just when he was curious, faint voices came from outside the hall, someone!

He thought it was a roommate who appeared, so he rushed over quickly.

But when he took a closer look, it wasn't a few roommates, but a few deans and professors of the school. They walked to the gate of the school whispering. There, a Thestral carriage pulled up in the darkness. There are twelve of them, standing silently in the snow. Not a single snowflake could stay on the shiny black and thin body.

Seeing the professor, Hoffa was startled, and immediately wanted to retreat. It's curfew time now, and if someone is found wandering outside, he will be punished.

But then, the door of the Thestral carriage opened at the school gate, and the people who got on and off the carriage caught Hoffa's eyes.

It turned out to be Dumbledore who hadn't seen him for a long time. He had auburn beard and hair, wore a gray robe, and looked tired, as if he had returned from a long journey.

Seeing him, Hoffa felt as if he had found his backbone. The whole month of nightmares made him very eager to see the man in front of him, and he abruptly stopped the pace he wanted to leave.

The dean of the Fourth Academy and several other professors stopped at the door, and chatted with Dumbledore beside the Thestral carriage. They were probably exchanging some urgent tasks.

After the exchange, the dean of the Fourth Academy boarded the Thestral carriage. Afterwards, the twelve thestrals flapped their wings and took the carriage up from the ground, flying and disappearing into the snowy night sky.

There were only two people left in the snow, one was Dumbledore, and the other was the current professor of Transfiguration, Jacob Bohan. They chatted as they walked, and their voices passed into Hoffa's ears vaguely.

Jacob Bohan: "The Ministry of Magic is so short of manpower.?"

Dumbledore: "No, the hospital is okay"

Bohan: "It's good. Although the medicine is still not good"

Dumbledore: "Can Draces breed us more? I heard that the number of dragons is not enough. Students are very concerned about this."

Bohan: "The dragon is not the owl sold in Diagon Alley."

The two got closer and closer, and the voice gradually became clearer.

Dumbledore: "I'm already thinking of a way, give me a little more time."

Bohan said softly: "I'm worried that even if there are enough dragons, Drages will not give more people the chance to control them. He is an old nobleman. For him, the top of the pyramid does not need so many people."

"how about you?"

"I support you, Albus, fully with you."

The man said softly.

Dumbledore and Bohan stood under the school's animal head statue and chatted for a long time before Bohan bypassed him from the other side and returned to his office.

After he left, Dumbledore raised his head and exhaled the white mist, and walked up the stairs from the hall.

Hoffa immediately stood up from the darkness and stopped in front of Dumbledore.

"professor."