Chapter 56: Chapter 56

Hoffa's words made Hoffa feel a little better, but it was not easy to recover from the fiasco.

In the corridor of the school, Hoffa drifted numbly like a lonely ghost. He let his feet lead him, out of habit, toward the Ravenclaw tower.

He was very confused along the way, he didn't know how he answered the eagle's question, and he didn't know exactly how he got back to the Ravenclaw Tower. After returning to the public lounge, he stared at the erratic fire in a daze.

This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to accomplish something. He seemed to be successful and prevented the destruction of the teleportation array.

But it also failed miserably.

He was thinking about what the dark character Miller said to himself all the way.

For half a year, he has been living under the shadow of World War II. Living in fear of war, living in the unease of insecurity.

He had never had a frank chat with anyone, nor had he thought about finding some friends who could really talk to him like Harry did, and he really didn't think it was necessary.

But he doesn't live in a vacuum, he lives in the present. He inevitably affected others, and was even influenced by others, even shocked.

Hoffa took a deep breath, buried his face in his hands, and sat in front of the fire in the common room.

At this moment, his heart is complicated and tangled.

He began to envy the stubborn protagonists in Japanese manga, and the decisive protagonists in online novels. I even started to envy Tom Riddle.

Maybe they won't be affected in any way, as if they came into this world with a certain purpose from birth.

Before his inner conflict lasted too long, there was a sudden sound of opening the door of the common room, and Aglaia in a blue pleated skirt dragged Miranda into the lounge.

"Oh, is that okay? Pour the wine in one sip, it's still fruit wine, you are too rubbish."

While complaining, suddenly, she looked up and saw Hoffa by the fire, and Hoffa saw her too.

The two fell silent for a while, as Hoffa's attention shifted to Miranda.

Miranda lowered her head, limp as mud.

Aglaia frowned. She lifted the paralyzed Miranda up, and said with a sneer, "You've been in the toilet long enough."

Hoffa didn't explain, but stood up and walked slowly to Miranda.

"Has she been with you all this time?"

"Otherwise? Hey, what are you doing?"

"Always? Haven't been anywhere."

"Of course, you're out of your mind," said Aglaia angrily.

Hoffa pondered for a moment, then he took Miranda in her arms and said to Aglea, "Can you wait for me outside the lounge first, I have something to ask Miranda, please."

Aglaia stared at Hoffa and Miranda with puzzled eyes.

"Ask what?"

Hoffa didn't answer, just looked at her.

"Well, hurry up, I have to take a shower."

She let go of her hand, puzzled, and walked out of the lounge step by step.

After watching her leave, Hoffa took a deep breath and turned his attention to Miranda.

She wasn't going anywhere, she'd been at Slughorn's party the whole time, but there was someone exactly like her on the rooftop.

In this way, this guy can separate another personality out of his body without letting anyone see it. If I can see it myself, it may just be that my spirit is higher than ordinary people.

Hoffa squinted and touched Miranda's forehead.

Start cold.

He is too familiar with this symptom. It's not because he drank too much, but because he overdraws his magic power.

Hoffa had a glimmer of understanding in his heart. So, the seed planted by Grindelwald absorbed Miranda's spirit and magic power and gave birth to Miller.

Its purpose is to carry out sabotage at Hogwarts, destroy the teleportation circle, and put the dark wizard in. In the end, the school may be destroyed.

I have to say that his vision is really vicious, and he chose the vice principal's granddaughter as his target.

However, when did this happen?

Did it start this term, or was it planted long ago? Presumably it should have been planted very early, otherwise Aglaia would not have admitted his mistake before school started.

However, which personality is in the dominant position, Miller, Miranda? Or that they do not interfere with each other.

After thinking for a moment, Hoffa took a deep breath, started to meditate, recovered his magic power, and settled down.

Then he began to shake Miranda's shoulders, and after a few shakes, Miranda slowly woke up from the fire.

She opened her eyes wearily.

"What's wrong with me?"

Seeing Hoffa, Miranda rubbed her head. "Didn't we go to Slughorn's party?"

She sat up lazily and silently like a cat, her eyes were soft, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of veil. He seemed completely unaware of the tense life-and-death confrontation between the two an hour ago.

Hoffa looked at her without saying a word.

Miranda probably saw the bruise on Hoffa's face, so she rubbed her forehead and crawled over, frowning, "Who did you fight with?"

Cold fingers slid across Hoffa's face, but Hoffa still didn't speak.

Miranda rubbed her forehead and stared at Hoffa wonderingly.

"What kind of look is that in your eyes? Is it sympathy?"

Hoffa looked away and said calmly, "You drank too much at Slughorn's party."

"Is it?"

Miranda rubbed her head and sat back.

He muttered: "I even forgot what I ate, how much did I drink?"

"Do you know Grindelwald?" Hoffa cut her off, crossing his arms.

His muscles tensed at the question.

Miranda opened her mouth and looked at Hoffa with an almost silly expression.

"Huh? What."

Seeing her expression, Hoffa knew it was over.

There are only two possibilities, one is that the two personalities do not interfere with each other, just like the inexplicable forgetting after helping me to borrow a book last time, and the other is that this little girl's acting skills have been superb, and she can't tell the truth from the fake.

No matter which one it is, he will definitely not be able to get an answer from Miranda.

"Forget it, it's nothing. I'll take you to rest." Hoffa said calmly, holding Miranda's arm. "Get a good night's sleep."

Pushing and supporting Miranda into the door of the girls' dormitory, Hoffa hesitated for a moment.

Then he walked quickly to the outside of the common room. On the narrow bridge high in the sky, Aglaia's blue eyes were full of displeasure.

"Hey, what are you looking for me for?"

Hoffa leaned on the railing beside her: "I have a question for you, a very important question."

Aglea: "Huh?"

"Tell me who Miller Gorshack is? You mistook me for Miller on the train. Why?

Aglaia froze for a moment, then blushed slightly, "Go away."

She is going back.

Hoffa stopped her relentlessly, "Tell me quickly."

"If the pot is not open, which pot should be lifted, right?"

Aglaia said angrily, "I admit my mistake, can't I?"

Hoffa: "Then why don't you mention Miller when no one else mentions it?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Aglaia frowned. "I don't know Miller, and I haven't even met him. I just know that there is such a person. There are more or less children who grew up in our wizarding family." They are all somewhat related to each other. When I was a child, I often heard people say that there was a very powerful spell genius in the Goshack family named Miller. At that time, I thought everyone was bragging, and I wanted to discuss it with him. But that guy seemed It's quite lonely, and I can't find it no matter how I look, so..."

Aglaia shrugged and did not continue.

"So you don't know Miller."

Hoffa finished it for her.

"That's right, I think this so-called magic genius should be at Hogwarts, but he's not there. As for me thinking you are him, that's because the Goshack family has a very deep relationship with goblins, and I was very young I met a man named Nimon Goshak when I was a child. He had the same earrings as yours. But then he died, on the island of Black Golan. I thought you were his son, so I inherited This earring."

"As for the relationship between Miranda and Miller, I guess it might be cousins ​​or something like that. Because the various intermarriage relationships between wizard families are very complicated, and the Goshack family is not a small family. As for their specific relationship. I didn't ask Miranda, and Miranda never told me," Aglea said.

Hoffa was silent, he knew that things were not as simple as Aglaia thought.

That seemingly ordinary and cute little sister next door has a completely unknown side in her heart. Extremely dark, wild, dangerous side.

Aglaia folded her arms and examined Hoffa curiously.

"What the hell happened to you, what happened. Why are you so concerned about Miranda?"

Hoffa hesitated for a few seconds, when the shadow of the past haunted him for the last time. He thought of Miller's sarcasm to himself, hiding in his own little world.

Damn it!

In the end, Hoffa chose to change.

He told Aglaia exactly what happened tonight. He felt that he might need some help to solve the problem, and maybe Aglaia, who was also a girl, had better advice.

After Hoffa finished speaking, Aglaia stared at the darkness under the narrow bridge with a devilish expression.

After a long time, she turned her head.

"You mean, Miranda and Miller are the same person?"

"That's right."

There was a moment of silence.

Aglaia said, "Are you kidding? Your head is squeezed by the door."

Hoffa didn't refute or agree, just sighed.

Aglaia looked at Hoffa for a while, and the disdain on his face turned into astonishment.

"My God, she really destroyed the teleportation array. I... I slept next door to a girl with a demonic personality, and her other personality was created by the chief wizard of Germany, Gellert Grindelwald!! "

Aglea's face was pale, and her tone was very intense.

"How can the school do this? Do you know how terrifying a wizard with extremely unstable emotions can be? If she continues to be depressed like this, she will probably become a monster like Silence. Do you know what Silence is...? "

Hoffa raised a hand.

"Don't shout, she is more than a hundred times stronger than you imagined."

Aglaia opened her mouth, as if she wanted to argue. But eventually, she calmed down. The last life-and-death battle in the Forbidden Forest made her recognize Hoffa as a teammate.

"Do you have any good ideas?"

Aglaia asked.

There was a moment of silence.

Hoffa looked at the darkness under the narrow bridge, he thought of the letter in the Forbidden Forest reminding him to leave, and thought of the last surviving dodo bird.

In the end, his eyes gradually became firmer.

The experience of more than half a year has made him no longer as fragile as when he first came to this world. He won't fall easily because of that dark personality and what he said.

"Aglaia."

"What's wrong?"

"Can you make medicine for me once?"

Aglaia opened her mouth wide and looked at Hoffa in disbelief. This boy is almost completely different from the one she saw before.

Then, she almost blurted out: "Please."

Hoffa said nothing, just looked at her.

She blushed a little.

"I'm just kidding. What medicine do you want?"

"Magic power recovery potion, I want a lot. Very much."

Aglea thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Okay, I'll get it for you."

"Thank you."

"What about you?" Aglaia asked softly, "What are you going to do?"

Hoffa raised his head, took a deep breath, and said firmly, "I'm going to go to Goshack again, and I'm going to solve the problem."