413 Chapter 67, Tragic

Dumbledore hurried to Osilvia's side. After the two shook hands briefly, Dumbledore immediately looked around and asked, "Osilvia, where's the Hoffa?"

Osilvia shook his head and said: "I have already encountered the half-human king in Durmstrang, he asked us to come to you first, and he stayed in Durmstrang to try to kill the half-human king on the spot. "

such a risky decision

Dumbledore was vaguely uneasy. Although there was only a short fight, he firmly believed that the half-human king would not go to the Far East unprepared. Hoffa was left alone so far away, so unpredictable and unknown that he was very worried.

At this time, Vladimir helped Miranda, who was locked by stone hands, get off the deck of the black ship. Dumbledore was taken aback when he saw Miranda, pointed at Miranda and asked, "Osilvia, is this?"

Osivia glanced at the gloomy Miranda and said, "This is the wizard from the Goshack family. Hofbach said this is his wife. I don't think it's possible. Hoffa doesn't seem to be married either. Some people may have a private life-long relationship or a boyfriend-boyfriend relationship."

She analyzed calmly.

Dumbledore was also stunned. Of course, he didn't care about when his two students decided to live privately for life or whether there was a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend. He came to Miranda's side, touched the stone hand on her body, Asked: "What is going on here?"

"The transfiguration on her body was also set by Hoffa,"

Osilvia smiled bitterly: "I don't know what's going on, but in short, this transformation can be used to observe Hoffa's state. You see, the transformation is still very stable, which means that Hoffa's state is still very good, no Need to worry too much."

As soon as the voice fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and countless stars appeared in the sky. Everyone was shocked, looked at each other, and looked up at the sky. In the sky, more than a dozen stars are connected together, forming a strange dragon finger shape, which looks extremely ominous.

Some kind of shocking surging energy flashed past.

The clouds and the Muggles in the clouds were all swept away, as if they had never appeared.

Accompanied by that huge energy, several stone hands on Miranda's body suddenly lost control and fell to the ground.

Seeing the stone hand fall, Miranda couldn't help shrugging her shoulders and weeping silently.

Osilvia's complexion was not good either. She widened her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and asked in a deep voice, "Let's not talk about him, what about the battlefield? There are so many squib soldiers, what are you going to do?"

"Let's deal with it in batches." Dumbledore looked at the clear night sky and murmured, "We plan to deal with the group that attacked on the North Road first. Use spells and forgetting spells to cleanse their memories and let them transform from squibs." Become a Muggle."

"It's too troublesome." Osivia said, "Even the tanks and planes are coming. If you want me to say that they are executed on the spot, they have already betrayed the wizarding world anyway. They are completely opposite, and there is no need for mercy."

"Osilvia. You have to give them some chance. They were also bewitched in the nightmare. After completing the memory cleansing, those soldiers who lost the threat still have to find a way to protect them. The war will end one day. The most violent After the attack, there will be a day of reconstruction. At that time, if there are no people, there will be nothing. To give them some opportunities is also to give us some opportunities, after all, people will change. "

"I don't think so, Albus. Can a half-king change? Can you change? I don't think so. Anyway, you have your way, I'll do it my way, those men threatened Big, I won't show mercy." After she finished speaking, she led the wizard of Durmstrang straight forward, and only Vladimir stayed behind to take care of Miranda.

"Osilvia!" Dumbledore shouted behind him, wanting to say something else.

Osivia shook her head and said: "I came here under the entrustment of Hofbach, and he has made an unbreakable oath in front of me. I think he is also fighting for the survival of Durmstrang at this moment." Fight to the death, if he won't hold back against a half-human king, neither will I."

In the sand, small stone hands slowly appeared behind Hoffa. Those stone hands were deeply embedded in his bones and lined up on his spine, replacing his function of crushing the spine.

With the help of the stone hand, he slowly got up from the ground, his body shaking like a disjointed puppet. At this moment, Hoffa's body was full of broken bones. It hurts sharply to move, but he still has no expression, as if he was not the one who suffered such a serious injury.

Sylby looked at Hoffa's indifferent and calm eyes, and gradually realized something, he narrowed his eyes.

"So calm? So inconsiderate. Hofferbach, what is it all about?"

Hoffa said nothing.

Sylby stretched out his hand, and his fingers turned into countless tentacles. Those tentacles pierced Hoffa's broken body. He still maintained that indifferent appearance, letting those sharp tentacles roll in his body.

Sylby looked at Hoffa's face, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, he retracted his arms, pulled Hoffa in front of him, held his neck, squinted his eyes and asked, "Tell me, tell me, have time Hofbach, you are so calm, do you see the future?"

Hoffa looked at Sylby without saying a word, without moving his eyebrows. Completely ignored his inquiry.

Seeing Hoffa like this, Sylby was even more suspicious.

"You are so silent that you don't even bother to refute my words. Have you seen any great future?" Sylby lifted Hoffa high. Under the dim moonlight, the boy's body was covered with wounds from fighting.

Hoffa still looked at Sylby silently, without saying a word.

Seeing that the physical pain could not make Hoffa speak, Silby snapped his fingers directly. They were once again engulfed by an unparalleled pressure. Along with the folding of the distorted space, Silby took Hoffa's apparition across more than half of the earth, and came directly to the other end of the Asian continent.

Hoffa looked up at the surrounding scene, his body trembled.

The two stood on the freshly tamped dirt road, surrounded by paddy fields and cultivated land. In the cultivated land, black buffaloes walked slowly. A farmer in sackcloth fir sits on the back of an ox and smokes, and on an old pier, a tracker is casting a net. Vibrant yet extraordinary.

Such a simple style of painting is completely incompatible with the two people who just appeared, almost not a product of the same world at all. Several peasant women passing by looked at the clothes of the two men and whispered to each other.

"Hey, what are those two doing?"

"I don't know what I'm doing."

"The clothes that look like an opera, they just came off the stage."

Hoffa trembled when he heard the long-lost voice, and felt a stab of pain in his calm heart.

Seeing the change in Hoffa's expression, Silby sneered, pointed at the civilians in the village, and said threateningly: "Hey, Bach, you have the blood of the East on your body. Come, tell me, what kind of ending do you see?" of? Otherwise, you know the result."

Hoffa looked at the cattle walking slowly in the field that day, looked at the tracker wearing a bamboo hat, sighed, and said softly: "I will die."

Sylby was taken aback.

After a while, he frowned, and asked cautiously, uncertainly, "What about me?"

"You're going to be the top," Hoffa said.

Sylby looked carefully at Hoffa's eyes, and he gasped when he saw it. That eye didn't smell like a lie at all, which frankly frightened him.

Such frankness made Sylby feel the almost supreme happiness after being shocked, that is the happiness of knowing his destiny, that is the happiness of gaining an understanding of the universe, and that is the happiness of mastering everything. At this moment, the world is flowing and moving in his palm.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahaha~"

"Hahahahahahahahahaha~"

Sylby threw back her head and laughed, and uttered a strange cry as she laughed wildly: "Oh!

yoo~

Oh oh!

yoo~

Oh oh!

yoo~

Oh oh! !

yoo~

yoo~

yoo~”

It seemed that only in this way could he vent the ecstasy surging in his heart.

The farmer grazing on the side was smoking a cigarette, looked at Sylby with disgust, and muttered, "I'm a coward, my brain is broken~"

But the words of these country folk could no longer have any effect on Sylby, and no one's words could have any more effect on Sylby.

He was laughing wildly, laughing wildly, and his intense excitement led to sadness. Sylby, who was overjoyed and sad, couldn't help but shed tears, looked down at Hoffa who was covered in bruises, and roared:

"How tragic!"

"How tragic!!"

"How tragic!!!"

"What a tragedy!!! Hofbach!!!"

"You know it's death, but you want to fight with me here! Knowing it's death!

What kind of spirit is supporting you to do this! ? What kind of motivation is it! ! "

Sylby growled.

Hoffa didn't answer, just quietly looked at the tearful and crazy Sylby.

Sylby stared at Hoffa and yelled for a while, a hint of understanding appeared in his eyes: "Ah, I understand, I understand that Hogwarts is Hogwarts, don't you?"

Hoffa was expressionless.

Sylby laughed again, this time, his smile was extremely ferocious and evil.

"Hofferbach, though, I lied to your wife. Although, I also lied to those squibs. Although you already think that what I'm looking for is nothing but fantasy. However, one thing is true."

"That's POWER!"

"POWER really exists, and POWER can make my impossible ideas come true. As long as I have the top POWER, I can live how I want them to survive, and I can make whatever rules I want. "

"In a sense, I didn't lie to those stupid squibs, because I did create a world without POWER at all, because all POWER is condensed in my hands! Absolute POWER, creating absolute equality! Just like a dream Among them, we have reached the same! But since you have been crippled! The rest of the road is only for me to complete myself!!"

"But don't worry, at this point, I won't kill you so quickly. I know what you insist on, and I know the source of your strength. Is there anything more fulfilling than destroying the spirit of a wizard? ?”

He pulled Hoffa up.

The endless squeeze appeared again, and in the blink of an eye, the two crossed half of the earth again and came to the sky above Hogwarts Castle.

This place has been completely wrapped in flames of war, and there is no more mystery at all.

Muggle planes flew from the sky with a bang, huge tanks rampaged in the forbidden forest, machine guns shot at magical animals, artillery fire hit the shield, meteors flew everywhere, wizards and squibs killed rivers of blood on the plain , Even the giant dragon was blown back by the artillery fire.

Sylby floated in the sky, holding Hoffa and making a thunderous sound.

"Look, the shrine of the wizard collapses with a howl.

Look at it, your sustenance is vulnerable to absolute power!

Just watch, the once dreamy beauty is wiped out in front of the absolute reality! !

And all this, and all this, all this!

They will all become fireworks when Absolute POWER was born!

It will all be the background music on my road to the summit! ! "

Hoffa looked at the towering castle below him, and slowly closed his eyes, the fierce night wind made his hair flutter constantly. He said lightly: "You have already won, I have nothing to do with you"

Sylby no longer wants to talk nonsense with Hoffa at this moment. This man has become his past, and he is no longer afraid of being defeated. He raised his arm and was about to smash Hoffa out.

However, at this moment, a soft voice sounded from behind the two of them.

"Just a moment, Mr. Sylby."

Said the soft voice.

Sylby turned around and saw a huge and transparent creature floating behind him.