Chapter 61: Chapter 61

After learning Grindelwald's spells, Hoffa bid farewell to Joey and rushed to the school. He hoped to tell Goshak about this, hoping to get more information about Miller and Grindelwald.

However, when he ran to the school out of breath, the school suddenly became empty. He ran to his Charms classroom, which was also empty.

He wanted to ask other teachers, so he ran to the third floor where the most teachers' offices were. Not only was there no one there, but he found that the door of Slughorn's office was open, and the inside was in a mess. It was so messed up that it was shocking to see.

Hoffa stepped on the pieces of glass on the ground, looked around, and saw no one in the office, and he began to feel a little uneasy.

what happened?

He rushed quickly to the school hall auditorium. When he ran to the auditorium, he finally saw one or two senior students walking out in a hurry in the corridor.

Hoffa rushed over to grab a senior student, and said anxiously, "Hey, where are the teachers and students?"

The student looked at him like he was mentally retarded.

"Are you stupid? Today is the Quidditch final. Why don't you stay here if you don't watch the final?"

finals?

Hoffa was a little puzzled.

He remembered the days of the Quidditch finals clearly, and Aglaia reminded him almost every day. It should be next week, why did it suddenly start a week earlier.

"Professor Dumbledore advanced the schedule of the finals, I don't know if it's normal."

A Hufflepuff girl next to the boy hit the boy, and then said to Hoffawen: "Today is the school Quidditch final. The two sides in the final are Ravenclaw and Gryffindor. Would you like to come and watch together?" "

Final, are Goshack and the other professors watching the Quidditch final?

Hoffa followed a few senior students and ran to the final venue quickly. Sure enough, the place was already crowded with people. In the bright sun, the blue eagle flag and the red lion flag fluttered in the sky.

He didn't see Goshawk, nor did the other teachers, only the tall curly-haired Quidditch teacher Pario, with two rows of Quidditch players standing beside him.

Ravenclaw in blue and Gryffindor in red.

At this moment, Aglaia was standing on the lawn with a handful, looking left and right. She held a brand new broom in her hand, and there were some big gold letters on the handle of the broom.

Oak Arrow - 79

Seeing Hoffa running from the castle, Aglaia immediately stood on tiptoe, and then quickly walked out of the team members with a broomstick in hand.

"Hey! Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time."

This time, she no longer cared about the eyes of the people around her, and said anxiously.

"I want to find Goshak, will Goshak watch the game again?" Hoffa asked.

Aglaia stomped her feet anxiously.

"Oh, don't worry about Goshack, all the deans and principals have gone to Romania today."

Hoffa's face turned pale, and the excitement of learning the Broken Grip was instantly dispelled by the news. He has been obsessed with learning spells and taking care of Maya recently, and he didn't realize that May came so soon!

"Could it be."

Aglaia took a few deep breaths, and said in a deep voice, "Miranda is missing."

Hoffa looked a little pale.

Aglaia: "I haven't seen her since I woke up this morning, but she left me a note."

After speaking, she handed the note to Hoffa.

[Let's go, I can't control it anymore. 】

Hoffa staggered, eyes widening.

"Damn it! As soon as these professors left, that guy Miller couldn't hide!?"

Aglaia seemed calm, she took out a gray cloth bag from her pocket and handed it to Hoffa.

"This is the magic recovery potion. Quickly, go find her. I have already informed St. Mungo with the owl, and they will send someone over soon."

Hoffa took the cloth bag and opened it.

It was full of more than a dozen tubes of magic recovery potions.

Before he had time to thank Aglaia, Hoffa immediately asked, "Where's Dumbledore?"

He knew that Headmaster Dippet had left Dumbledore in charge of the school.

Aglaia pointed at the height and said quickly: "Dumbledore notified us to start the finals ahead of time. He probably felt something. He was worried about letting us stay scattered inside the school, so he found a reason to gather us together."

Hoffa followed Aglaia's fingers.

Sure enough, he saw Dumbledore from the height of the stands, but his expression was dignified, not the kind of excitement he usually had before watching the stadium.

Hoffa immediately understood why Dumbledore did this. Although he couldn't see Miller, he could feel Miller's presence. Does this mean that something is about to happen?

Miranda must be found.

Hoffa picked up the cloth bag, turned around and ran.

"Be careful!" Aglaia's voice came from behind.

But Hoffa couldn't care less about answering.

He rushed quickly into the school's empty castle.

The mental force field is fully opened.

Within a radius of fifty meters covered by his mental force field, all objects seemed to be alive. All kinds of information poured in, flocking to Hoffa's brain.

Yes, he felt that breath, dark spiritual energy.

It is by my side, and gradually tends to become more intense.

After running for a long time, he followed the breath and saw Miller walking slowly between the steps of the Ravenclaw tower. As it walked, it was still spinning a thick black wooden stick like a pencil in its hand.

Hoffa turned livid when he saw the stick.

It stole Schmidt Rutrov's wand from his dormitory.

Miller saw him too, and raised his wand in a ostentatious beckoning.

Needless to say.

This time, Hoffa went after him without hesitation.

He had been waiting for this day for so many months.

With more than a dozen tubes of magic recovery potions, he was no longer afraid of the other party.

Miller was very calm. He lit the railing with his wand and walked leisurely through the castle.

It turned over and jumped off the railing from time to time, and with the help of the spiral staircase, it quickly changed its position.

Hoffa imitated it and jumped off the railing, but Miller smiled ironically and tapped Schmidt's wand on the wall.

Suddenly, a staircase rushing to pick up Hoffa stopped in midair. Hoffa fell straight down from the height of the seven-story building.

Although this shocking change was not within Hoffa's expectation, he did not panic. He flicked his wand and turned it into a long whip, which was firmly tied to the stone eagle statue on the castle wall. mid-air.

There was no point of support in the air, Hoffa squinted his eyes, and under the guidance of the spiritual force field, a stone hand naturally grew out of the wall, catching Hoffa in midair. Hoffa stepped on the castle wall, dozens of feet above the ground.

The changed whip of the wand was slowly retracted.

The oil paintings on the walls all gasped in amazement.

And Miller also tilted his head, only the face of the mouth conveyed a trace of stunned emotion.

Afterwards, the corners of its mouth pulled up slightly, it nodded to Hoffa, and quickly turned and left.

Hoffa chased after him with strides. He ran on the wall like this. Every time he took a step, a stepping stone would naturally grow under his feet to help him chase quickly.

Miller is also getting faster and faster.

The surrounding scenery changed rapidly and gradually became familiar. Hoffa followed Miller to the school's club tower, where Miller disappeared without a trace.

But Hoffa knew where it had gone.

In the depths of the club tower, the door to the secret room of the Violet Club is open. What did Miller bring himself here for?

Hoffa slowed down and walked cautiously.

This is the second time he has entered the interior of the Chamber of Secrets.

Deep in the dark, boxy basement.

While the brazier on the wall was swaying, Miller sat on the stone platform and looked at Hoffa with interest.

"I'm getting more and more interested in you. It's only been a few months, and the progress is rapid." It said softly.

Hoffa didn't answer, he looked around.

This place is different from last time. In addition to the oil paintings, there are several thick iron chains scattered all over the ground, and there are some dark brown mottled bloodstains on the ground, as if several people were imprisoned here.

It's just that these iron chains have all been broken, severed by sharp spells.

Apparently, the two dark wizards captured by Hogwarts were locked in Violet's club room, as Albert, the director of the Ministry of Magic, said.

It's just that the chain is broken now, which means that the black wizard has been let go.

"Miller!"

Hoffa raised his head and growled in a low voice.

"I'm glad you finally called my name correctly, Hoffa Bach."

It sneered: "However, after the fiasco that night, you still dare to stand in front of me now, who gave you the courage."

"Cut the crap, where's Miranda?" Hoffa asked sullenly.

"Oh, she has more important things to do"

Hoffa didn't want to talk nonsense with him, he blinked and disappeared in place.

Ghost Walk!

The wand instantly turned into a silver lion's head glove, wrapping around his arm. This time the glove was more ferocious and exaggerated than the last one.

Hoffa didn't hold back, and directly hit Miller's head with a heavy punch.

boom!

Faceless Miller was hit by this punch, his head rolled 360 degrees, flew out and hit the wall with a thud. In the blink of an eye, a stone hand stretched out from the wall, and firmly held Miller, restraining him so that he could not move.

"What the hell are you trying to do?" Hoffa asked.

"Want to fight? Now is not the time."

It twisted its head like a twist, but still smiled and said: "You are on the wrong side, Hoffa Bach, today I will prove to you how powerful a correct concept is."

After finishing speaking, he turned into black smoke with a bang and disappeared.

not good!

As soon as Hoffa turned his head, the door of the Violet Chamber was closing quickly.

He immediately started the ghost walk, and all the stone steps in front of him were scattered. Hoffa turned into an afterimage, and passed through the entrance dangerously.

Taking a deep breath, he quickly calmed down.

This guy was playing around, it led itself into the Violet Chamber, trying to lock itself in, it must be buying time.

And the black wizard was let go, which meant that Schmidt Lutrov was nearby.

Dumbledore wants to protect the students studying on the Quidditch pitch, and he has no skills at all.

I must find Miranda quickly, she is the source of all this.

where will she be

Astronomy Tower!

That's right!

It must be in the Astronomy Tower.

While thinking, Hoffa quickly walked through the empty castle, and this time, Miller was nowhere to be seen.

After possessing a certain mental force field, he can gradually feel the emotions of the environment. It was a chilling, dark, sinking force.

Running up Ravenclaw's tower and through high-altitude corridors, Hoffa came to the door of Gorshak's office.

This place is no longer as quiet and orderly as before. Broken planetariums were thrown everywhere, the looking glass was all shaken to pieces, there was glass shards all over the place, and shattered metal was scattered all over the ground.

On the wall, Hoffa saw crazy magic scratches, as if there were countless sharp nails scratching the blackboard.

Just looking at these scratches, Hoffa seemed to be able to feel Miranda's inner struggle and madness, she could no longer control herself.

The two oil paintings on the wall were torn in two. In the portraits, Nimon and Alice stayed in the corner of the oil paintings, looking at Hoffa sadly.

"Mars."

Hoffa said.

The expected opening did not appear, and Nimon Goshak in the portrait shook his head.

"wrong."

wrong? Hoffa thumped inwardly. Goshak changed his password?

"order?"

"No." Nimon in the portrait still shook his head.

Hoffa considered possible passwords that Gorshak might use.

"Violet?" he asked tentatively.

Blank portraits are unresponsive.

Hoffa asked, "Who changed the password, Miranda or Adbe?"

Nimon in the portrait said, "Miranda."

Good guy, Hoffa is turning around in place, rubbing his temples, the two dark wizards are out of trouble, Schmidt must be hiding somewhere in the school at this moment. And Miranda actually changed the password of Goshak's office. Blocked his way to find her.

"Miller?"

The blank portrait remained unresponsive.

Hoffa patted himself on the face twice to calm himself down. He was silent in the ocean of memory, thinking about every bit of his time with Miranda. However, it was discovered that this girl had always remained mysterious, making it hard for people to see her true face.

What exactly is it?

What on earth would she use as a password.

Sudden.

The mental tentacles stopped rummaging.

He thought of the scene when he and Miranda first met.

The faint fragrance of violets in the carriage, the girl reading alone.

(Do you read Muggle books too?

Um. )

Hoffa looked up. "War and peace."

Nimon smiled gratifiedly: "I really have you, go for it."

The broken portrait opened, and a corridor appeared behind it.

Hoffa succeeded. He rushed into the empty office in a hurry, and quickly stepped up the spiral staircase.

Boom!

After three months, he opened the door to the observatory again.