404 Chapter 58, Alive

The simple dinner soon came to an end, Osivia made some arrangements, and soon, the black ship turned around on the seabed and headed for another unknown direction.

After driving for a while, Osivia took Hoffa back on the deck. On deck, they saw Vladimir and several Durmstrang wizards drinking on the side of the ship. While drinking and smoking cigarettes.

Osilvia walked towards Vladimir with some dissatisfaction. Several wizards around him saw it and quickly stabbed Vladimir. Vladimir was taken aback for a moment, seeing Osivia, he quickly extinguished the cigarette, and pushed the wine glass to his companion.

Osilvia stood in front of Vladimir, several wizards lowered their heads, looked at Osilvia like the students who made mistakes, and shouted: "Principal Normanova."

Osilvia glanced at the ashtray, and said lightly: "Everyone cleans for a week, understand?"

"Understood!" Several wizards replied in unison.

"Go, Vladimir, go and get the boat ready for me, I'm going to check the place."

Vladimir gritted his teeth, raised his head and asked, "Well, it's so late, do you still have to check?"

"Yes." Osylvia said absent-mindedly.

"Can't you go tomorrow, you just... just checked three days ago."

Vladimir said a little sullenly.

"I'm a little uneasy and have to make sure everything is safe."

Osivia said.

"All right."

Vladimir said depressedly, and he patted the shoulders of several wizards around him. Say goodbye to them.

After the boat was ready, Osilvia stepped into the boat and said to Vladimir, "Take care of the black boat and don't let any creatures get close, understand?"

Vladimir said unhappily: "See, have you ever seen me have a problem? Busy. Go do your own thing."

"Hoffa. Come up."

said Osivia from the boat.

Hoffa didn't get on board the first time, he smiled at Vladimir: "Thank you, brother-in-law, the dinner is delicious."

Vladimir shook his body, looked at Hoffa, then at Osilvia, couldn't help but pull Hoffa, and whispered in his ear: "Be careful, be safe. Okay, huh?"

"You too." Hoffa hugged the nervous man.

Then he jumped into the boat.

The small boat left the big black boat, and under the protection of the membrane, it moved silently in the sea water, heading all the way to the unknown darkness.

"You are really gentle, Hoffa." Osivia said standing on the boat: "If I remember correctly, you probably weren't like this in the past."

"Senior is still so strict." Hoffa laughed while sitting on the deck.

"Am I strict? Huh, Vladimir is always like this. He was protected too well in the past."

Osilvia said dissatisfiedly: "I always feel unhappy because of some inexplicable little things. I don't know what he is thinking. Doesn't he know how tense the situation in the wizarding world is now? Except for doing a little corner every day The other thing about the corner is to find someone to drink, and there is no tension before the big battle."

Hoffa hesitated and said: "Actually, I think he's pretty good. When I just cleaned up the house, I thought he was really happy. Moreover, he has been talking for you. Even if you want to go out, he is worried. Maybe this It’s also a concern for most men.”

"Are most men?"

The corner of Osilvia's mouth twitched twice.

Hoffa looked at Osilvia and said seriously: "Sister, you are better than them."

"Of course, I am the wizard who woke up the fastest in the sleeping plague. Without me, half of the people on this ship would still be sleeping." Osilvia said proudly.

"So you have to take care of them," Hoffa said.

Osivia was taken aback, and said angrily, "What do you know? Little Hoffa."

Hoffa didn't argue, just looked at the deep water in front of him.

After the boat sailed in silence for a while, Osivia sighed helplessly: "Maybe you think the Vladimirs are not bad, maybe you think it's a good thing that I'm engaged, but unfortunately, my fate is often not controlled by you." I'm in charge, and as the blood of the family, I'm crowned with responsibility. The union with Vladimir is just politics."

If it was in the past, Hoffa might express some opinions after hearing such things, but now, when he heard such things, his eyes just dimmed.

"Senior sister is too difficult." He said.

"It's not that difficult. I don't feel that I feel uncomfortable. Maybe not everyone can experience love. At least for me or other Slytherins, this kind of thing is not even a decoration. , Those things that girls think are sweet are even a little funny to me." Osilvia said.

Hoffa was speechless, this was Osilvia's choice, he had nothing to say.

The boat moved forward in the dark water, and the bell swayed slightly in the sea. After being silent for a while, Osilvia suddenly said: "However, you may not believe it when you say it. Many times, I miss the days when I traveled and went to class with you. It is really simple and innocent. Although there is Sylby That guy, but" Osilvia shook her head self-deprecatingly: "Don't think too much, don't have to bear too much."

Hoffa opened his mouth slightly, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Sister, when the half-human king is executed, everything will go back to the past, and I will definitely defeat him."

Osilvia said happily: "Are you so confident, Hoffa, but I believe in you. By the way, I have wanted to bring you to Durmstrang for a long time. When the matter is over, do you want to come to Durmstrang?" Armstrong is a transfiguration teacher? The salary is higher than Hogwarts~"

Osilvia said half jokingly and half seriously.

Hoffa looked at the senior's smiling face, with complicated eyes flashing in his eyes, which were both reluctance and helplessness. No matter what the result is, he must go back fifty years later and meet Aglaia, so that he can live up to the awakening God gave him. And this also means that one day in the future, he will bid an eternal farewell to the people of this era, which naturally includes the former senior sister of the Snake Academy.

Such a fate made him look at Osilvia reluctantly, as if he wanted to burn this moment into his brain forever.

Osilvia was sensitive to Hoffa's reluctance, and asked softly, "What's the matter, why did you look at me like this? You were never so sad when we parted at the station."

"It's nothing. Sister, I really want to read the letter you wrote to me."

"Don't want to lose them," Hoffa said.

Osilvia pursed her lips, and subconsciously opened her arms, wanting to hug Hoffa, but when she thought of something, she abruptly lowered her arms. He blamed in a low voice: "If you lose it, you lose it. It's not that you can't write. As long as you are still alive, don't you write as many letters as you want?"

"yes."

Hoffa put away his momentary loss of control. He stood on the bow and looked at the deep water in front of him. "How long do we have?"

"Soon."

Osivia said.

There was no talking all the way, and after about ten minutes, the boat came to a cliff in the deep seabed, which should be the position of the continental shelf, and the end of the cliff could not be seen at a glance.

When she came here, Osilvia didn't stop, she tapped the back of her hand lightly with her wand. Pressing lightly against the cliff, accompanied by a faint magical light, the boat passed through the cliff like a ghost, and entered the interior of the cliff. Inside the cliff is an underground river full of stalactites. The boat twists and turns skillfully in the underground river Turning around and going around, there are hundreds of detours and forks.

Finally, the boat stopped in a vast underground space.

Osivia waved her wand, and a mass of cold blue-white light flew to the middle of the underground space and stopped.

Looking at the extremely cold blue and white light in front of him, Hoffa couldn't help but gasp.

In this underground space, this huge snake-like creature is dormant. Its body is nearly a hundred meters long, hanging upside down from the high dome, its head coiled into a ball on the ground. Instead of one head, it has three giant king cobra-shaped heads.

However, this is not what scares Hoffa the most. What scares Hoffa even more is that he has seen this big three-headed snake.

In the illusion of Genoa, the combination of him and Miller once killed a three-headed giant snake, but that was in the illusion after all. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he also saw this huge three-headed giant snake in reality.

However, unlike in the illusion, the big snake just lay quietly in the pit, motionless, its tail hanging from the high dome like a giant stone pillar. And its body also exudes the luster of stone under the surrounding cold flames, and there are many small cracks all over it.

"This is the lower floor of Durmstrang School, and only a few people have been here in the past." Osylvia said. "

"This is??"

Hoffa pointed to the three-headed snake in the middle of the pothole.

"This is the former flesh of the living creature. After it died, people built Durmstrang on his body. On the one hand, it is to guard the monster for eternity and prevent it from reawakening. On the other hand, it is also Use its remaining magic power to protect the magic school, after all, Durmstrang is located in the extreme north, so it will inevitably be intruded by many unknowns." Osivia said.

Hoffa was fine at first, but after seeing this big snake that was exactly the same as in the illusion, his uneasiness became more intense.

"Really. Is there really nothing wrong?"

"Since it was born, this place has never changed. I will check it every other week, and believe me, I value it far more than anyone in this world." Osivia said: "If it didn't If something happens, there will be no reason for something to happen in the future.”

As she spoke, she even stretched out her hand to touch the giant snake's huge head, which remained motionless like a stone sculpture. Hoffa couldn't help but put his palm on it, feeling the stone touch and lifelessness from his palm, he couldn't help being a little suspicious.

Is he really worrying too much?

"As long as the living trap is fine, plus you and me, as long as Sylby dares to come over this time, we will definitely let him come and go." Osilvia vowed beside Hoffa.

It seems to be very safe indeed, but what is this vague uneasiness all about? Hoffa couldn't let go.

"Are you sure no one else has been here?"

he asked.

"Of course, what did I lie to you? Only the headmaster would come in in Durmstrang. Of course, you are an exception, Hoffa. I think if it was you, as long as I am here, Durmstrang will be right You open the door."

Hoffa's heart warmed slightly, but the heavy uneasiness still hasn't disappeared.

He was thinking, wondering if there was anything missing.

"However, you reminded me."

Osilvia said suddenly: "Before, a student from Hogwarts came to me, who was still in the same courtyard as me, and asked me if there was an ancient secret in Durmstrang. But, how should I put it, although I am Leitlin graduated, but I don't really like that kind of person with strong desires."

"Um?"

"In him, I can only feel the cold calculation and the boiling desire. So unfortunately, he got nothing."

When important information appears in such a careless manner, people are almost caught off guard.

The simple words made all the daily moments suddenly disappear, and all the warmth was instantly shattered with a punch, revealing the cold fangs hidden behind, and Hoffa turned his head away mechanically.

"Tom Riddle. Has been to Durmstrang?"

"Oh, you know him, too, I forgot that you were in the same class." Osivia said casually, "He did come."

"When did he come?"

"It was probably during your fifth-year summer vacation. Oh, sorry, I forgot that you left Hogwarts halfway. Anyway, if you didn't leave Hogwarts, it would be your fifth-year summer vacation."

"What is he here for?"

"Slytherin College and Durmstrang have a lot of exchange tasks, just like I was exchanged there at the beginning, he and a group of exchange students came to visit, but I don't like him very much, although Slytherin is indeed a little bit How to put it into calculations, he didn’t know how to do it, one day he saw the scepter in Principal Urigin’s hand, and suddenly asked to have a look. He even asked me if there was any ancient secret in Durmstrang.

It makes me very uncomfortable, Hoffa, very, very uncomfortable. Although I was only a visiting lecturer at Durmstrang at the time, I reprimanded him, took him off the exchange list, and sent him back to Hogwarts. "

Osilvia spoke naturally, complaining about Riddle's conduct as if she was talking about family matters.

But Hoffa couldn't stop shivering anymore. Osylvia didn't understand the student of the Snake Academy, nor did he know what Tom Riddle was looking for. If Tom Riddle also saw the scepter and felt coveted, then he is destined to have only one thought.

"He didn't touch the scepter, did he?"

"Of course, I'm sure I won't let him touch it. That's"

"Forget it," Osylvia shook her head, "Actually, I can understand his thoughts, after all, that scepter was also used to be"

"Possessed by Salazar Slytherin."

Hoffa murmured, his heart already plummeting.

Now, he'd rather Tom Riddle had touched the scepter.

"Hey, how do you know?"

Osilvia looked at Hoffa in surprise: "You are very knowledgeable."

Osilvia was praising Hoffa, but Hoffa's body couldn't help shaking anymore. Great fear and uneasiness almost completely enveloped him at this moment. At this moment, he seemed to see Fatil kneeling silently in front of him again, and saw Hogwarts in flames.

Living spirits, black magic, Salazar Slytherin's scepter, and the three-headed serpent.

Oh, of course, and the Slytherin curse.

"Senior sister...does it...you have to use that scepter if you want to control the living beings?"

Osilvia turned her head, somewhat embarrassed: "Well, although I don't want to admit it, it is true."

"That, that scepter, where is it now?"

Hoffa said tremblingly.

"What are you doing, Hoffa. Don't embarrass me!"

Osilvia stomped her feet.

"No. In the hands of your weak husband, right?"

Hoffa said in fear.

Osilvia sighed, and waved her hands irritably: "I know that Vladimir is not very successful, but he is not married after all, he is not my husband, and I am not the official principal, his father's scepter is naturally I can't hold it all the time."

Hoffa stared blankly at Osilvia, his face as white as paper.

"What's the matter with you? Just say what you have to say, what are you doing so scary."

"Sister, have you ever thought about what a living spirit is?"

"What is it? It's always been in Durmstrang, perhaps some ancient protector."

"A protector who knows black magic?"

"Magic is just magic, it depends on who uses it. Your Transfiguration can kill people." Osivia said, "What's wrong with you, Hoffa, you look like you lost your soul?"

Hoffa showed an expression uglier than crying: "Sister, go back. Take me back quickly."

"ah??"

"If I'm not mistaken about your scepter. It may be a Horcrux."