405 Chapter 59, the Lost Horcrux

The small boat rowed through the dark water at extreme speed, heading back at a faster speed than when it came, and an hour later, it almost rushed into the area where the big black ship was located like a rocket.

At this moment, there was no one on the deck of Durmstrang's black ship. Hoffa supported Osivia and kept urging her: "Quick! Hurry up, sister, take me to check the scepter!"

Osilvia didn't dare to neglect, she pushed open the black ship's cabin, and strode into the cabin. Hoffa followed her, heart beating like a drum.

Will something happen?

No, nothing will happen.

The ship was sailing non-stop in the Black Sea. Without the coordinate information, it would be impossible for Silby to find out the position of the ship. It has only been less than a day since he came to Durmstrang. It is impossible for him to find this ship in such a short time!

Hoffa looked into the cabin, Durmstrang's students hadn't gone to bed yet, the dotted candles in the cabin room, and the peaceful daily life seemed to confirm Hoffa's conjecture.

However, if it is Sylby.

What will he do?

Hoffa couldn't help thinking about it.

Suddenly, when passing by the reception room, a student suddenly stood up. Shouted to Hoffa who was passing by: "Mr. Bach, an urgent secret letter from London!!"

Hoffa didn't expect someone to call him a teacher, so he subconsciously stopped.

A student wearing a cloak quickly came to him, handed a wax-sealed letter to Hoffa, and said, "Sorry, the black ship has been changing positions, and the review of letters is also very strict, I hope it will not delay you things."

Hoffa took the letter and saw the Gryphon badge stamped on it.

His face changed, and he quickly tore open the letter and read it.

"Hoffa, the letter has been received. Time is running out. To make a long story short, Squib soldiers have launched a new round of attack on Hogwarts. The attack is very violent. We don't want you to go to Durmstrang at this moment, after all If the capital chain is broken, it is impossible for Silby to carry out a new large-scale sabotage operation.

My suggestion is to fight steadily, or you can come back to help Hogwarts repel this wave of offensive first, and then make plans.

But I also sent your letter to many other members of the Order of the Phoenix for discussion, and some of them are very supportive of your actions, thinking that this is a great opportunity for our entire wizarding world to unite. It would be great if you could bring the wizards of Durmstrang back to help.

The choice is yours, here is a map, don't make a mistake. By the way, you know the current head of Durmstrang, Osivia Normanova, she is about to get married, and I was lucky enough to attend her engagement ceremony, and she is stronger than ever at the moment , but in the face of such a large unknown, I think strategic defense may be a better choice.

She may have had some action over the years, I don't know what that is, hope it's not too much. If you choose to go to the Far East, please be careful, be careful and be careful. —Love you Albus. 』

Hoffa looked at the letter and couldn't help feeling dizzy.

It just felt as if all the blood was pulled from the brain in an instant.

He finally knew where the uneasiness that had been vaguely absent all this time came from.

With trembling hands, he took out another letter from "Albus Dumbledore". Open it and have a look.

At this moment, the text on the letter has all disappeared. There are only a few big English words left - "Love you Bro."

Hoffa backed away, and suddenly, he started slapping himself repeatedly. Slap after slap, he vomited blood.

Although he had been careful and careful, he capsized in the gutter. He should have thought, he should have thought when the owl delivered the letter so quickly, he should have thought when he was attacked by Durmstrang's trap, that it was absolutely impossible for Albus Dumbledore to give him a ticket to Dead end map! He should have thought of it when he saw Osilvia as the principal! ! Albus Dumbledore would definitely not be ignorant of who the current Headmaster of Durmstrang is! !

But he was careless!

Just a brief moment of carelessness!

Let him lose the most important opportunity! !

The students in Durmstrang were terrified. They rushed up one after another, and stopped Hoffa from slapping him wildly.

"Mr. Bach, Mr. Bach, don't be like this, what happened?"

Hoffa took a few breaths, before he even had time to speak, he pushed away the students around him and ran all the way to Osivia's office.

Shouting while running: "Osilvia!!"

In the corridor outside the office, the wizard on duty wearing a cloak saw Hoffa running wildly, and stretched out his hand to stop him. "The principal's private place, don't intrude!"

boom! !

Hoffa directly knocked the two wizards to the ground. He ran across the corridor of the cabin and pushed Osivia's office away.

Dim candles flickered in the office, and the faint smell of blood permeated Hoffa's nose. The bloody smell made Hoffa's scalp explode. He walked around the principal's desk with the stairs and handrails, and walked all the way to the lounge on the floor.

In the lounge, the skylight is wide open. The oil lamps on the mast cast a dim light on the big bed in the center of the room, the dark sheets completely red with blood. There was a person lying in the blood, his eyes were wide open, looking at the skylight above his head blankly.

From the neck down, Vladimir's entire body was disemboweled, and a dark red spike pierced through his heart. He was already dead and couldn't die anymore. Osivia stood by the bed, staring at a row of large letters written in blood on the bedside table.

I really love you guys!

Osivia, Hoffa!

Love you all!

I'd better kill this third party!

How do you like this gift?

Below the row of dripping blood, there is a winking emoji drawn with blood, (^_)☆

But Hoffa almost fainted seeing that expression!

He stretched out his trembling palm and touched the blood on the bed. The blood was still warm, which meant that it hadn't been long since Vladimir was killed. In Vladimir's palm, holding a long black leather box.

Hoffa opened the box.

There is no doubt that the box used to hold the Slytherin staff has long been empty, and Sylby has taken the Horcrux.

"How could he find it."

Osilvia murmured as she stood beside her fiancé's body.

Hoffa didn't have time to say more, and he didn't even have time to be sentimental. He jumped up, jumped onto the skylight, and looked at the top of the black ship, where there was a faint light that disappeared.

He jumped out of the skylight and grabbed Osilvia's shoulders. Osilvia was shocked by the bloody scene. She murmured, "My father and my future husband were all killed by him."

Hoffa grabbed Osivia's shoulder and shook it twice, trembling and shouting: "Go to Durmstrang! Quick! Sister! Go to Durmstrang!"

"To Durmstrang...?"

Osilvia asked with a pale face.

"Don't be dazed! Sister!! He will use the remaining soul fragments of Salazar Slytherin to unravel the curse for himself!! Once he undoes the curse!"

Having said that, Hoffa couldn't go on. He couldn't even imagine that he wasn't even a complete body now. If he is a complete body, if he is the Hofferbach who once defeated the god of death, he may still fight it, but he is not, he is just an incomplete mental body, a broken heart, a complete A man who lost the power of time.

And for him like this, if Silby is allowed to unravel the curse, then everything he has done, Aglaia, this world, this timeline, will fall into a situation of eternal doom, and even the one who once disgusted him so much Nightmares may reappear in the real world.

Osilvia realized the seriousness of the matter, she trembled all over, bit her lips firmly, stroked Vladimir's face, and made the corpse close its eyes. Then, she strode outside.

On the deck, raised the magic wand in his hand, and swiped down heavily.

All the sails on the mast of the black ship were stretched.

Durmstrang's black ship accelerated suddenly in the sea, it turned around and rushed towards the sea surface.

Afterwards, harsh bells rang through every corner of the deck, and the wizards of Durmstrang, who were about to fall asleep, jumped up after hearing the bell and quickly gathered on the deck.

Soon, the deck was full of people.

"Students! Colleagues! Our preparations over the years are for this moment!"

Osylvia stood at the bow of the ship and ordered to Durmstrang's wizard: "The opponent in the shadow! The dragon in the storm has entered the hunting range of the trap! This operation concerns the entire magic world. Survival! It is about the direction of the essence of the world!

In this dark sea, in this cold north! We are in danger of dying at any moment! Even death! No one will know our names either! No one will remember our deeds!

But I think that since you have woken up from the dream, you have already understood the meaning of this awakening. Magic is the foundation of our existence, and it must not be taken away by others! What's more, we can't let this precious gift become a piece of rubbish that no one cares about. If that's the case, there won't be a real wizard in the world!

If so, no one will yearn for this land in the future! ! Longing for the magic of this land! ! Longing for the dream of this land! ! If so! ! There will only be cold numbers left on this land! ! There will only be a bunch of self-pitying, selfish idiots left! ! "

Under the flickering aurora, accompanied by splashing sea water, the black ship rushed out of the icy black sea, roaring, and advanced at an extremely fast speed accompanied by the biting cold wind on the sea surface.

Hoffa watched Osivia standing on the bow, watching her hair dancing in the strong wind, and listening to her Valkyrie-like orders, his heart trembled. I saw her asking loudly in the gust of wind: "The world needs silent guards! This is an eternal cause, worth everything we pay for it! Wolves of the Northland, are you ready!?"

call!

Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, the wizards of Durmstrang pulled out their wands from their pockets in unison and flicked them down. expressed their position with actions.

Seeing their appearance, Hoffa also slowly drew the cross sword on his back, waiting quietly.

The black ship stopped at the entrance of Durmstrang's old school at an extremely fast speed. Osylvia jumped off the black ship with a large number of wizards, and walked towards Durmstrang's school at a neat and fast pace. Go to the gate.

At this moment, Durmstrang's big iron gate embedded in the mountain has been opened, and someone has already entered the living realm first.

Hoffa quickened his pace.

However, just as they came to Durmstrang's door.

An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, blocking their way. Although the enchantment is transparent and thin, it is completely impenetrable. Previously, there was no such barrier here.

Discovering the enchantment, all the wizards in Durmstrang became nervous and pulled out their wands one after another.

Hoffa with the sword felt something, he immediately took two steps back and raised his head.

I saw a witch with short chestnut hair slowly descending from the sky. She stood in front of the barrier, facing hundreds of wizards wearing thick cloaks alone.

Seeing the stranger appear, the wizards of Durmstrang drew out their wands and shouted something in Russian.

But the witch didn't care about the wands pointing at her. She just raised her palm and said softly, "Others can go, Hoffa Bach, you stay."