401 Chapter 55, Durmstrang

Hoffa couldn't remember how he returned to the fire in a daze. At this moment, the huge cold and loneliness of Siberia surrounded him. He had never faced loneliness like this moment.

Miller left him for one simple reason. He never belonged to Hoffa, he belonged to Miranda, he was Miranda's strength. Now, he has returned to the place where he was originally born.

What made Hoffa more painful than Miller's departure was the great sadness and self-blame in his heart at this moment. No matter how much he misses Aglaia, no matter how much he wants to go back fifty years later, but at this moment, all he thinks about is the girl who is only a few feet away from him behind the tree.

Did you become such a person before you knew it?

On the day he left Aglaia, things that he never imagined would develop to this point.

There was no doubt that he had hurt Miranda, Aglaia, and even himself. But the cause of the incident was just an inexplicable prophecy. Or Hoffa rubbed his head vigorously, he was so irritable that he wanted to overturn all the snow in Siberia.

Guilt, remorse, uneasiness, sadness, these complex emotions filled his heart, making him feel that it was hard to breathe. He stretched out his finger and pointed it at his head.

The sound of Xixi Suso came from beside him.

It was the woman who was once possessed by Miller, and she had awakened at this moment. He was looking blankly at the thick snow at hand.

That expression reminded Hoffa that when he just woke up, he had already come here, and he couldn't say the sentence that was forgotten anyway. He slowly lowered his fingers and asked, "Are you okay?"

The simple question surprised the woman lying on the ground, and she got up suddenly. Then, she watched Hoffa scream, with a hellish expression on her face.

Her memory is still stuck in the image of Hoffa being knocked unconscious by a box in New York. At this moment, she is now in this strange cold place, wearing a strange military overcoat, surrounded by vast white snow. This situation is enough to drive a normal person crazy.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

She screamed blindly, kicking her legs back and forth.

After Miller left, the woman lost all familiarity and became only strange. Her presence could not relieve that great loneliness.

Hoffa was also in no mood to comfort the stranger. He took out all the dollars from his pocket, threw them on the snow, waved his hand, and signaled her to get the money and get out.

The woman didn't even take the money, she screamed and rolled away from the fire. After running a few steps, she turned back again, picked up the money on the snow and put it in her pocket, then stumbled and ran into the distance. This time, she never looked back until the figure completely disappeared.

Hoffa has been sitting on the edge of the snow and watching the disappearing flames. He doesn't know how to face this torn heart. He can't bear the betrayal of Aglaia, and he can't bear the pain when facing Miranda. Kind of sad.

But how to solve it?

he does not know.

An owl fluttered on his shoulder and stretched out its legs.

Hoffa was taken aback for a moment, then took the letter off the owl's leg, and slowly unfolded it.

"Hoffa, I have received your letter, and I appreciate your promptness. Now please rush to Durmstrang immediately, find Principal Urikin, and ask them to step up their fortifications against Durmstrang at all costs. Beauxbaton has already had an accident, and Durmstrang cannot have another accident. There is also Osylvia Romanova, she is also working in Durmstrang now, if you have any questions, you can ask her for help——Albus Dumbledore』

Dumbledore's letter was short but carefully written.

On the back of the letter paper, a small map slowly emerged. His current location was shown on the ground, and Durmstrang's location was shown on the other end. That location was quite far away from his location and was already close to the Black Sea. border with the Gulf of Aden.

Hoffa glanced at the owl, and the owl had already flapped its wings and flew up.

The speed is very fast, far exceeding the average owl. Hoffa thought to himself, Dumbledore's letter was delivered so quickly. But it came in time. At this moment, he was in great pain because of Miller's departure and the torn heart. Dumbledore's letter briefly diverted his attention.

There is no better medicine than work.

Hoffa thought to himself, if it wasn't for such a busy job, he wouldn't even know how he survived the nightmare for decades. And that amnesia seemed to come quietly during a vacation after heavy work in the nightmare.

If possible, Hoffa never wants to experience the pain of paralyzing his soul with work. If possible, he really hopes to enjoy his life like a normal person. Live peacefully.

Only now, he can't.

There is no such condition.

Picking up the letter, Hoffa followed the location on the map and ran away non-stop.

Miranda also came to the Far East and the Soviet Union, which means that Sylby also came here. Perhaps there is not much time left for him. If Sylby wants to destroy Durmstrang like he destroyed Beauxbatons, it will only take two days. Whether it is to bring Miranda back, or to keep this timeline unchanged, Sylby must be killed.

After a day and night of non-stop running, Hoffa came to a fjord near the Black Sea. The land here is far less populated than Hogwarts, and many lakes and rivers criss-cross. There are layers of white-capped snow-capped mountains, and there is no sign of human habitation at all.

Fortunately, the arrows on the map were extremely accurate, and they kept taking him around, crossing small paths one after another, trekking all the way in the deep mountains covered with thick snow. Finally, in the evening of the third day, Hoffa followed the map and came near a city wall on a cliff.

There is no doubt that this is the legendary Durmstrang. From the appearance, it does not seem to be much different from Hogwarts. However, its building height is not as high as Hogwarts. Perhaps it is Durmstrang does not have the same tower-loving house as Ravenclaw. Combined with the cliffs and snow, it feels steeper and colder.

Hoffa followed the castle on the cliff to the foot of a mountain, where a deep iron gate was inlaid against the mountain, and there was a head of an iron bear on the iron gate.

Hoffa knocked heavily on the big iron door a few times. He was so powerful that the snow fell from the mountain where he beat the bear's head.

However, after a long time, no one came to open the door for Hoffa.

Outside Durmstrang's school gates, there was no one, no students. In addition to snow and pine trees, there are only stones and rivers. Others, nothing. There is only the howling north wind and snowflakes in the air, and the silence is shocking.

Hoffa had a bad feeling in his heart. Could it be that he was a step late?

Or that Durmstrang had been destroyed.

"Boom boom boom!"

He thumped Durmstrang's gate again and again, this time with greater force. The heavy knock echoed throughout the valley, and the snowflakes fell from the surrounding coniferous forests.

However, no one opened the door for Hoffa, which made Hoffa immediately uneasy. There was no reason why he couldn't hear such a loud voice. If there were people in Durmstrang, they would definitely respond.

Thinking of the desolate Hogwarts today, and thinking of the former Osivia senior, Hoffa became worried. Without hesitation, he flew up with wings on his back, and flew above the castle. Above Durmstrang, there seemed to be an inexplicable snow fog, which made him unable to see the true face of the castle. .

Hoffa folded his wings, fell from the snow and fog, and landed in the magic academy in the cliff. The interior of this academy was sharper and more dangerous than Hoffa thought. The spiers are like fingers with weird arcs, buckling above the ground. Statues stood like guards in the wind and snow, as if waiting for visitors.

"Is anyone there?" Hoffa called out in the snowy courtyard.

No one answered.

The terrible feeling in Hoffa's heart became stronger and stronger. Could it be that he was really late? If that's the case, could it be that senior Osylvia thought of those school seniors who were killed by the torrent of time in Beauxbatons? Hoffa's heart was hanging high. He never wanted to see such a tragic scene again.

Hoffa felt that someone seemed to be watching him. His spirit was very sensitive. It took only a moment for Hoffa to sense it. He shouted: "Who is it, come out!"

No one responded.

Hoffa immediately drew out the cross sword, and jumped over ten meters to the place where the sense of peeping occurred. There is a towering statue here. The statue is a half-aged head. He is stroking the snake's head with one hand and holding a scepter in the other, staring into the distance.

Hoffa turned around the statue, but didn't see a figure, but saw a row of words engraved on the base of the statue.

"Power --- supreme. 』

"And I was destined to have it. 』

——

Salazar Slytherin.

Glancing at the statue, Hoffa frowned slightly. He didn't expect to see the statue of Salazar in Durmstrang in the Far East in the reality beyond the illusion.

But looking around again, Hoffa understood. There are many different wizard statues in all directions, with different lettering under different statues. It made him think of the portraits of great men hanging on the walls of Muggle schools, and the mottos.

However, where did that vague sense of peeping come from?

Thinking of this, he felt a peep again, this time the peep came from inside the hand-shaped castle. He jumped again, directly through the glass on the wall of Durmstrang School, landed inside the school building, and shouted: "Who? Is anyone here! This is the envoy sent by Hogwarts!"

No one answered Hoffa's question.

Suddenly, there was a light click.

An open window suddenly closed without any control.

Hoffa turned around sharply, and then heard continuous calls.

click

click

click

click

click

click

In just one second, all the doors visible to the eye were closed, and even on the iron door behind him, there were countless bolts and bolts in an instant. Seal the exit completely.

There is no doubt that this is magic, quite powerful magic.

The good news is that the magic of this school has not disappeared, which means that Sylby did not come here with the Nightmare God. Bad news, no one came out to meet Hoffa, but locked him firmly in the castle.

Hoffa didn't know what Durmstrang's people wanted to do, he raised his cross sword, held it high in front of him, and made a defensive posture.

Accompanied by his heavy breathing, light appeared in the dark castle. I saw one transparent floating object floating slowly out of the bear head tapestry on the wall.

Slow but graceful.

Hoffa took a closer look, it turned out to be a jellyfish?

Seeing dozens of transparent giant jellyfish float out from the depths of Durmstrang's castle, come to the hall, and surround him, Hoffa couldn't help swallowing. This scene is a bit too weird.

Suddenly, with the sound coming from the sky, Hoffa's eyes were fixed, and he immediately jumped high, accompanied by the loud sound of gold and iron.

A dozen dense rows of huge spikes swept past the place where he had just stood, at an astonishingly fast speed.

Then, Hoffa landed, and before he could stand still, the ground suddenly cracked. Years of combat experience made Hoffa immediately insert the cross sword horizontally, inserting the cross sword into the gap, and lying on the cross sword himself, preventing himself from falling.

In the sky, the dozens of huge floating jellyfish stretched out their tentacles and started to discharge at the same time. Those currents formed a dense power grid, covering Hoffa from a high altitude.

Accompanied by the electric light, Hoffa clearly saw the huge pothole under him.

In that pit, there was actually a huge iron urn, and Weng Zhong stuffed it full of three giant heads. The skin of the giant's head was rotten, and the stench was unbearable, and the mouth was full of thick green liquid. It looks like a poisonous thing.

It's a trap!

Or a black magic trap!

Hoffa's face changed, he didn't dare to neglect in the slightest, he pulled out the cross sword and Ghost Walk disappeared. Since the gate behind him was blocked, he quickly ran into the castle recently. If there is magic, someone will release the magic. He wants to find the person who releases the magic.

But as soon as he walked up the stairs, more than a dozen hidden black arrows blew from the stairs, wrapping the hall all around. Even though it was only for a moment, even though Hoffa was still walking in ghosts and was not touched by the black arrow, he was still covered in cold sweat.

It's a curse.

After a few seconds of delay, he quickly ran towards the place where the black arrow flew. But when he came to the place where the black arrow was shot, he found that it was not a wizard who shot the black arrow, but several sets of thick armor.

At this time, ten seconds passed, and the first wave of ghost walks ended.

The moment Hoffa appeared, the armor turned around immediately. On the dome of the tower, more than a dozen giant guillotines fell rapidly. Hoffa didn't dare to lift his head to re-enter the ghost walk, and rolled several times in a row to avoid the terrifying guillotine and dense black arrows.

At this moment, Hoffa still didn't see anyone in the castle. He was covered in cold sweat and didn't dare to stay beside the armor. He ran forward along the dark corridor.

As he ran, he felt a little soft under his feet. Looking down again, good guy, the ground boiled at some point and turned into magma with a pungent sulfur smell.

Hoffa nearly cursed when he entered the place. He never got out of the trap, he spread his wings and quickly flew up. But just as he flew up, a dozen huge red faces appeared on the roof, on the ground, on the wall, and at the end of the corridor.

Those human faces opened their mouths at the same time, thick and hot Fierce Flame sprayed out from the iron face's mouth, filling every corner of the building!