Chapter 57: Chapter 57

A legendary character must have a legendary mind.

Christmas is over, a new term, a new year.

Hoffa packed up his beliefs and started again.

But this time, he no longer waits for fate to dominate him, he will take the initiative to pursue the battle.

It's about spirit, it's about destiny.

In just a few words, the dark personality Miller has become his inner demon. If he doesn't defeat him, Hoffa thinks that his life is hopeless.

Can only drag out the world, doing nothing.

The first thing Hoffa has to do is to understand the other party.

On the first day of resuming classes in the new semester, Miranda still didn't come to Charms class.

In this class, Goshak didn't even deduct points, and didn't even mention it.

In class, Hoffa could see the dark circles and fatigue lurking under the old man's eyes. He's not as energetic as he used to be.

What happened on Christmas night also dealt a considerable blow to him.

After class, Hoffa did not leave immediately. He stood up and walked in front of Adebe Gorshack.

"Professor, wait a minute."

Goshak gave him a surprised look, but stood still.

Aglaia nodded slightly to him, and the classmates walked past him in a bustling manner. In the end, only Hoffa and Goshack were left in the classroom.

It was the first time Hoffa had been alone with Professor Goshawk since Christmas.

"I want to know about Miranda," Hoffa said straight to the point, and then he ignored Goshack's startled eyes.

"I want to know the reason why she destroyed the teleportation array, and the reason for that guy Miller."

It took a while for Goshak to react. He took two steps, and then sat on the table beside him with his fingers crossed.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know," Hoffa said quietly. "I've thought it through. I want to know her."

"May I know why?" Goshak didn't refute, but just asked.

"Get up from where you fell. This is what you said. Now I get up, but I want to prevent me from falling again."

Gorshak was still thinking about Hoffa's proposal, and he thought about it for a moment.

"Bach, you're only a first-year student. It's enough for you to help out once that night."

"Miranda is also a first-year student," Hoffa said quietly.

Goshak didn't directly refuse, but after thinking for a moment, he stood up and walked out: "Bach, you are just an outsider, and this matter has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?"

Hoffa stood in front of Goshak and stopped him.

"Do you think I will be hunted down by a black wizard in the Forbidden Forest for no reason, or do you think I will let the same thing happen twice?"

"It won't happen again, I promise you."

"Can you guarantee that you will be in school every day and watch her every day? Let alone whether you can watch her, how much time will you spend in school in the future. How much can you devote to the upcoming war in Europe?" Take care of her, I heard from Principal Dippet that you are going to Romania with him soon"

"Shut up!"

Goshak couldn't bear it anymore, and he resumed the vigorous and vigorous head of Ravenclaw.

"You are not allowed to mention this."

"You're afraid of being known by her."

Hoffa pierced Goshak's strength in one gulp.

"Scared that Miller knows the fact that you're not there. Once you leave, it will show up, won't it? No one in this school can see it except you and me."

"enough!"

Goshak waved his hand angrily, stopped looking at Hoffa, and stood up: "I agree to your request, but I will only give you an extra lesson in private. Come to my office at 7 o'clock tonight. The new student in my office The password is Mars, and I hope you won't be late."

The corners of Hoffa's mouth turned up in a small grin.

"Of course I won't be late."

That night, Hoffa told Aglaia that he was going to make up a missed class, but unexpectedly, she reacted violently.

"I didn't dare to sleep for several nights. Miranda must know something. She always looks at me strangely. If you want me to say, sending her to St. Mungo's psychiatric department is the best solution."

At night, on the narrow bridge outside the common room, Aglea suggested this to Hoffa.

Hoffa: "I don't think psychological problems can be solved by magic. Your solution is too violent."

"Oh, you can save this to Goshak. I heard people in my family say that this old man is famous in the European wizarding world for being strong and cold-blooded. I bet you 5 Nats, he will definitely Will let you learn some advanced defensive techniques to deal with Miranda..."

Since she didn't sleep well for several nights, Aglaia probably held back her resentment.

She wanted to complain, but Hoffa could only listen silently.

When it was almost seven o'clock, Hoffa left Ravenclaw's tower and went to the astronomy tower where Professor Goshak was.

Walking through a corridor full of planetariums and looking glasses, Hoffa stood in front of the double painting and said, "Mars."

The oil painting parted in response, and Hoffa climbed up the revolving stone steps and knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

A faint voice came from the office.

Hoffa pushed the door and entered, the room was still the same as before, so simple and almost rudimentary, Hoffa paid attention to a detail.

That is, the oil paintings on the wall have all disappeared, and Professor Goshak has put them away.

"You're punctual, Hoffa."

Goshak said at the wooden table: "Sit down."

He pointed to an empty wooden chair in front of him.

After Hoffa sat down, he saw a black scroll in front of him. Runes and symbols were engraved on the edge of the scroll, which was very mysterious.

Hoffa is very familiar with this prop, the book of spells.

Half a year ago, he used this thing when he was learning the illusion spell in the secret room of the Violet Society. This thing can record the memories of others just like the Pensieve, but the memories must be related to spells.

Goshak didn't even say a word of nonsense, and went straight to the point when he came up.

Goshak: "If you want to control the dark character Miller, I think you need very powerful control spells. The best way to learn magic is undoubtedly to watch other wizards cast spells on the spot. For this reason, I learned from Dipe The special principal borrowed the precious book of spells as my teaching tool. What I want to take you back today is."

"Cough, please wait a moment, Professor."

Hoffa interrupts Gorshak.

Goshak frowned displeasedly, "What's wrong?"

"I hope I can get to know her first. You must first tell me the whole story. How Miranda was seeded by Grindelwald, and the reason for the gap between her and you."

After a moment of silence, Goshak said in a deep voice, "Few first-year students are as bold as you."

"I want to solve the problem." Hoffa looked at Goshak calmly.

Goshak frowned and looked at the ceiling for a while, then he crossed his fingers and said lightly:

"Wizards have powers beyond ordinary people, and naturally they also have responsibilities beyond ordinary people. This world is not peaceful. There are many reasons why wizards are constantly fighting, and land resources are one of them.

Every year, the school sends students to those areas where wizards compete, and it's the same in every country. Some of these students are in school, and some have graduated. And Miranda's parents are also dispatched members. "

"Who sent them there?" Hoffa asked. "Is that you?"

After a long time, Geshak nodded slowly.

"They were killed by a dark German wizard. Miranda was very distressed. She thought it was my fault that my parents died."

As he said that, Goshak's eyes moved to Hoffa's ear: "Including your friend Indo, he was also a friend of Nimon. Of course, he also thinks that I killed Miranda's parents. At this point In fact, I don't deny it, but in the face of war, I don't have much choice."

"Miranda has been very talented in spells since she was a child. Especially after the death of her parents, she showed an unparalleled learning speed in spells. But it is not a thing for a young girl. A good thing, excessive display of talent beyond the ordinary will attract unnecessary covetousness. But when I realized it, it was too late. Grindelwald took a fancy to her and hoped to train her to be his capable subordinate. He was in her A seed of magic was planted in the brain, and this seed would eat her emotions and magic to grow until it replaced her original personality."

After a pause, Goshak said slowly.

"You must have seen Schmidt Rutloff. He is the product of being completely swallowed by spiritual seeds. Grindelwald has done this to many people. He is very good at manipulating people. I left Miranda in school. , I hope she can overcome her dark personality with the help of other teachers and students. But it seems that things are counterproductive, her condition is getting worse recently, maybe after this school year, I will take her out of school."

After Goshak finished speaking, Hoffa felt uncomfortable. When the school started, he thought he was hugging a golden thigh. Now it seems that every family has a hard time to recite.

Goshak said indifferently: "I am very grateful that you took the initiative to come to me, but it is not enough to know Miranda. What you really need to know is Grindelwald."

He took out the book of spells, put the scroll on the table, and slowly spread it out.

Hoffa didn't pay attention last time, but this time he saw it clearly.

With the opening of the broken and ancient scroll, two symbols composed of complicated patterns appeared on the scroll.

One is the palm and the other is the eyes.

Goshak pointed at the scroll with his wand and explained: "The palm represents trying, and the eyes represent observing. Trying can be tried many times, and it is generally used to force learning spells, while observation can only be observed once, and is generally used for potions or transformations. With all due respect, with your magical powers and talents, I don't think you can beat Miranda in spells."

After finishing speaking, Goshak tapped the scroll with his wand, and silently said: "Unseal the seal"

A white light gushed out from the eyes on the scroll, and flowed across the entire scroll in a blink of an eye. Same as last time.

In the next second, a white light blazed, and Hoffa and Goshak lost their energy in both eyes, and fell down on the table.

...

...

As before, Hoffa experienced a spaceless, timeless, and matterless white space.

Finally, these whites slowly disappear.

When the color returned to his eyes, he found that he was standing on a small island, surrounded by a deep blue calm sea.

His ears were filled with the chirping of seabirds. The place where Hoffa is now is a red sandstone plateau surrounded by cliffs. Many different kinds of seabirds live on the colorful sandstone at his feet. The air is as clean as transparent.

On the other side of the island, there is a small village. Simple and plain wooden houses are dotted in twos and threes among the forests, a little far away from here.

This time the angle of view was not as rigid as last time, and this time it made Hoffa feel more like watching memories in a Pensieve.

Hoffa asked, "Where is this, Professor?"

"Black Golan Island, 1928. This story belongs to Principal Armando Dippet. I hope you can learn something from it."

After he finished speaking plainly, he took Hoffa to walk on the sandstone plateau.

After a while, Hoffa saw a row of wizards standing on the edge of the cliff, their robes flapping in the sea breeze.

Hoffa came to the front of the row of standing wizards and turned around.

An old man with half-bald hair was wearing a silver-white robe and stood alone on the cliff with a solemn expression. The strong wind made his robe rattle.

Armando Dippet, the current principal. He looked much taller and straighter than when he was at the beginning of school, not the hunched look at the school opening banquet.

And behind him stood a row of people.

Hoffa's heart skipped a beat when he saw the row of people.

They all wear masks, pale masks with simple patterns drawn on them,

They were exactly the same as the people I saw in the oil paintings on the walls of the Violet Society.

Goshak took the initiative to explain to Hoffa: "These are members of the Violet Society, one of the top societies in Hogwarts."

Hoffa asked: "What is the relationship between Headmaster Nadipat and them?"

Goshak: "The immediate leader, some violets will go directly to the British royal family after graduation and become court wizards."

A mystery is slowly unraveling, and Hoffa finally knows why Dippet brought flowers into the Violet Chamber on Christmas Day.

He is the leader of this group of wizards.

Like Dumbledore and the Order of the Phoenix.

He walked around the group of people, and sure enough, he saw a man wearing fairy earrings in the middle of the third row.

Nimon Goshack.

Goshak's eyes stayed on the man for a long time, and he said slowly: "In the observation mode of the book of spells, the observer and the observed cannot have any interaction. Because what you experience is nothing but the book of spells." record of."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Hoffa would not understand, he said something beside him. But that was more like a soliloquy.

After a while, a ship was slowly coming from the sea with black smoke. It might be wrong to say that it was a ship. It was an old-fashioned warship, a very old-fashioned warship.

Hoffa's only impression of this kind of ship is still in the history books of his previous life-a few old photos about the Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895.

In memory, Principal Dippet said in a deep voice, "Here we come."

All the masked wizards around him solemnly took out their wands and apparated and disappeared, including Miranda's father. Nimon Goshack.

But Dippet didn't move.

He stood alone on the cliff looking at the coast.

Hoffa's attention stayed on the sea. After the warship at sea docked, a dozen people walked down.

Those people were also wizards, but they didn't Apparate, but climbed the cliff step by step.

The leader was an extremely handsome middle-aged man with neatly combed back white hair, deep green pupils, and tall. Wearing a straight black windbreaker.

When he came to the cliff, the man raised his arms and stopped all his followers. Then he walked up to Principal Dippet alone.

Hoffa's eyes stayed on the wizard for a long time, and he probably guessed the man's possible identity.

Sure enough, Principal Dippet said hoarsely, "Grindelwald, what do I want?"

Gellert Grindelwald! !

The previous generation of Dark Lord.

Hoffa slowly approached, looking up and down at Dumbledore's lifelong enemy, the legendary man who could make old Deng come out.

He is not a monster with a ferocious face like Voldemort, but a handsome general, who can make people's hearts sway and yearn for just one glance.

Hoffa's gaze stayed on Grindelwald's waist for a long time.

There's the handle of a wand there.

The Elder Wand, the Elder Wand, the most powerful wand in the world.

One of the three Deathly Hallows, as long as there are three pieces together, death can be surpassed.

The handsome middle-aged man showed a smile that could charm thousands of girls.

"I need something here, Principal Dippet, don't you want to chat with me for a while?"