Grindelwald walked out of the Room of Need, transformed back into Jacobbohan, and calmly walked down the stairs towards the school hall.

At this moment, Hogwarts is in Christmas, and in the cold air, Christmas carols are ringing, but those ethereal Hallelujah sounds more like an elegy at the moment.

He stopped as he walked to the corner of the stairs in the hall, and the fluctuating spiritual force field in the air made him understand what awaited him in front of him.

He looked out the window at the snow-capped Scottish mountains, exhaled a breath of white mist, sighed, and said with a smile:

"Are you here to invite me to the Christmas dinner, Albus?"

A bright wand light shone out of the darkness, and out of the darkness came a man with a russet beard and hair, wearing a gray-red robe and a pointed wizard's hat, none other than Albus Dumbledore, who was dressed very formally at the moment.

Behind him, more than a dozen Hogwarts professors held their wands and slowly surrounded them, each of them with a magical glow, and the fluctuating mental force field around them almost made it impossible to breathe.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore took out his wand, pointed it at Grindelwald's head, and said coldly:

"We have received a summons from Fatil, how long have you been hiding. ”

"It didn't take long, it was only half a year. ”

Grindelwald said nonchalantly, his fingers stroking the snowflakes on the edge of the window.

"What about the missing students, what happened to them?"

"I said I killed them, do you believe me?"

Grindelwald laughed.

All the professors' faces changed, and they all raised their wands and stepped forward, only Dumbledore raised a hand and stopped everyone.

Dumbledore: "Why did you do that?"

Grindelwald: "Why kill people?"

Dumbledore: "Why do you want to take everything on yourself?"

"Ha, my greatest pleasure is to listen to the ignorant call me the Demon King, desperately slander me, hiss at me, and then I don't even look at them, this process can give me a great sense of intellectual superiority. ”

After a few seconds of silence, Dumbledore whispered, "You're such a complete bastard. ”

At this time, the huge Slughorn stood up from the crowd and said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, what do you want to do when you come to Hogwarts?"

Grindelwald glanced at him, "It's nothing, Horace, I'm just here to meet my students, it's as simple as that." ”

Dumbledore: "Who are your students?"

"Can't you guess?" Grindelwald grinned.

Dumbledore's face suddenly turned pale, and his face, which was still a little mild, suddenly turned cold, "Where is Bach?"

"What time is it?"

"What did you say?"

"Oh, because depending on the time, he could be a man or a dragon now. ”

"What do you mean, what dragon?"

......

......

Inside the house, the situation is weird to the extreme. Two identical people face each other, one standing and the other sitting.

Hoffa didn't know what to do at the moment, he had encountered all kinds of enemies during this strange trip, but he never imagined that one day he would meet another self. Not only that, but he felt that something in him had been stripped of, something that was important but had been neglected by himself.

"Who are you?" Hoffa was the first to break the silence.

"I'm nothing, I'm anyone. ”

The other said lightly, "But you can think that I am you." ”

"What are you kidding?"

"I have everything you have, your abilities, your memories, your life, why can't it be you?"

The other stretched out his arm, admired his palm, and said lightly: "The only difference is that I don't want to stay at Hogwarts, stay in a palm-sized place, and eat with a group of simple-minded guys and wait for death." ”

Hoffa: "That's why you turned other students into animals, to prove that you're different?"

"It's not me, it's us. I'm going to determine where I am in this universe and where I am in this long food chain. ”

As he spoke, it opened its arms and looked into Hoffa's eyes: "Why are we still in this school, why are we repeating the cycle of mediocrity day by day?"

Hoffa didn't answer, he hadn't recovered from the schizophrenic facts.

Another self: "Why do you want to waste your time like this and accept the fate of seeing your head at a glance?"

Hoffa still didn't speak, his chest heaving violently.

His silence was very displeasing to his other self, and he grabbed Hoffa by the collar: "Speak!"

Before the words fell, it flew out directly upside down and smashed into the mountain of garbage that had been piled up for thousands of years.

Hoffa stood up and entered the active state, his body raised high and his fists clenched. He couldn't answer the other party's questions, so he had to strike first.

It didn't take five seconds.

The figure crawled out of the pile of rags again, shaking off the wolf's fangs and old books on its body, moving its head, and entering the state of activation.

It grew muscular and tall, and at the same time, its eyes lit with hatred that vowed to devour itself as quickly as possible.

Step by step, it came to Hoffa:

"Why waste my life? year after year, year after year? Am I living in this world for Hogwarts?"

It re-stood in front of Hoffa: "Tell me, what are we living for?"

As soon as the words fell, Hoffa punched again, his body trembling slightly, the kind of torture from the soul made him unavoidable.

Rumble!!

It flew upside down again, this time smashing through two dilapidated wooden cabinets and countless discarded potion glass bottles.

The mountain of garbage turned over again, and the man who looked exactly like him staggered out of the mountain of slag from the glass bottle, his whole body covered in wounds from the discarded dangerous potions. There was green smoke coming from his body, and it was green, purple, and red, and it looked quite embarrassed.

But its face, with a thick irony that could not be dissolved, stood in front of Hoffa again:

"You don't know, do you?"

"You don't have a purpose in life, do you?"

Hoffa didn't make another move, he took a step back.

The other "Hofa" suddenly became furious, grabbed Hofa's head, put its eyes on his face, and roared: "Tell me, what have you been doing in the past few years?"

"I... Protected the school. Hoffa stumbled.

"Are you a hermit crab?"

The other party went crazy and roared:

"And what about the height of our lives?"

"What do you have left without Hogwarts?"

"Will I be like Filch all my life until I die?"

"Eating and waiting for death for seven years to graduate as a Ministry of Magic employee, and finally die in a hospital bed full of regret, is this what you want??

He asked frantically questions, but Hoffa didn't answer, the emptiness of his heart made him unable to face this ambitious self, and he didn't know how to answer them.

"Say something!"

Its head swelled, its voice became like thunder, and its whole person directly changed shape, colorful colors flowed through its body, and every muscle of it was like a huge colored granite.

Hoffa tried to push him away, but found that the other party's strength was extremely great, and the opponent was far superior to himself in terms of human body transformation.

"Since you can't answer, you go and die!"

It grabbed Hoffa's neck, its fingers tightened, and layers of scales appeared on its arms. It bares brutal, razor-sharp teeth.

"Uh...... Uh......."

Hoffa's eyes began to blur, and he could even hear the wails of his own bones.

Just as its palm tightened, a black and white cat jumped on its face and clawed hard. This claw caught the other's eye.

It tilted its head in pain, grabbed Hoffa heavily with one hand, and picked up the black and white cat with the other: "I hate everything that has to do with you. ”

With that, it smashed the black and white cat out, smashing through two high walls in a row. Immediately, its chest bulged high like a blower, and then it erupted in a hot blue flame. The scorching heat melted the mountain of garbage directly, forming a lava ravine.

Looking at the burning mountain of garbage, Hoffa struggled even more violently.

"Miranda ......."

He grabbed the pincer-like arm around his neck, and felt the ground with the palm of his other hand, wishing that his wand was still there, and that if he could conjure up a giant hammer, he might be able to kill it......

As soon as the thought came to him, his right hand touched a handle, and a hammer appeared from his hand, and he raised the hammer and smashed it heavily on the other head.

When!!

The giant hammer directly sent it out more than twenty meters away.

Hofa panted and looked at the hammer in his hand, and suddenly realized something, this is the Room of Request, and all his requests can be fulfilled.

This gave him hope.

He threw away the hammer and looked at the fire in front of him, thinking silently.

I need to put out the fire, I need to put out the fire, I need to put out the fire.

Suddenly, countless huge pipes burst out of the ceiling of the Room of Requirement, spewing out a torrent of clear water from it, instantly extinguishing the burning fire.

Hoffa rushed to the garbage heap with both hands and feet, the black and white cat was not dead, but its hair was half burned, shivering in the water, he turned the black and white cat out and hugged it, and breathed a heavy sigh of relief in his heart.

At this moment, there was another loud explosion in the distance.

A huge iron claw stretched out from the mountain of garbage, and this time, the man who looked exactly like himself was completely dehuman, and it became a half-human, half-dragon monster with golden eyes, hideous spikes, and colorful scales like chameleons.

Hoffa: "Are you crazy that your friends are going to be killed?"

"Hmph, my hopeless kindness, disgusting compassion, and bottomless tolerance, they are not in me!"

The dragon finished speaking, and then, it disappeared directly into thin air.

Hoffa was horrified, it was his own ghost walk, and this guy actually used it.

He knew the horror of this ability, and he also wanted to use the ghost walk to dodge the subsequent attacks. However, to his great horror, he was unable to use the Ghost Walk, and his abilities were taken away by the other party.

Hoffa immediately hugged the black and white cat and retreated frantically, silently thinking in his heart while retreating,

"Trap it, trap it, I want a place where I can trap it. ”

Ten seconds after the ghost wandered, the dragon appeared in front of Hoffa, its huge rhinoceros head against his nose, and it said coldly, "Now, who is Hoffa Bach?"

After saying that, it opened its mouth and bitten, vowing to kill its own weakness on the spot.

Hoffa roared, "Trap it!"

Rumble!!

The environment of the entire Room of Requirement changed in an instant.

Gone are the mountains of garbage, replaced by thick chains and huge pendulum-like axes.

The entire floor is sunken down, like layers of matryoshka dolls, bottomless.

The dragon stepped into the trap, and the trap rotated three hundred and sixty degrees, stretching out layers of blades, like a spinning meat grinder, and countless iron cages were pierced out layer after layer.

With each spin of the trap, the creature like itself would be severely injured, but in the blink of an eye, it would heal and become larger and more like a dragon.

Hoffa was terrified, every time this guy was wounded, was he stronger than he had ever been injured?

"You can't trap me, are you lying to yourself?" the behemoth in the cascading cage let out a deafening roar. It opened its mouth, and it let out a hot blue breath.

The breath illuminated Hoffa's face, and Hoffa held the cat in his arms, his heart fearful and his mouth repeated.

"Shut it up, lock it up, lock it up!"

The shape of the dungeon changed again, and the stone doors closed one after another, and with each other a tight bite, Hoffa added a layer of protection to the room when he said it.

Rumble!

Rumble!!

Rumble!!!

As the stone and iron doors crossed and closed, the blazing dragon's breath was resisted, like a closed Pandora's box, and his face illuminated by the dragon's breath instantly dimmed.

Hoffa collapsed to the ground, cold sweat breaking down his forehead. After only a few encounters, he understood that this monster was stranger than any monster he had encountered in the past.

And, just as the dragon hated himself, he hated the dragon so much. He didn't want to see someone in the world who was exactly like himself, and that would make him doubt his existence.

Rumble!!

Suddenly, the entire sealed dungeon bulged into a large chunk. There was a thunderous noise from under the dungeon, and Hoffa was knocked to the ground.

Then the dungeon bulged out in large chunks, and the entire tower trembled slightly.

The guy wasn't dead, and Hoffa swallowed.

He didn't dare to hesitate. Holding the black and white cat and crawling out of the Room of Requirement, he didn't know how long the Room of Requirement's ability could trap it, but the top priority was to evacuate everyone in the school.

In the corridor on the eighth floor, Hoffa ran wildly with his cat in his arms.

At this moment, the sky was shining with strange colors, and he didn't know if he was the only one looking at the sky, or if everyone else was looking at the sky like this.

He rushed towards the school hall, hoping to find a helper. But when he reached the school hall, it was empty, with only a few remnants of Christmas trees and mistletoe flickering on the ceiling.

Although the man was gone, he sensed the magic that stirred violently in the air.

He followed the fluctuations of the magic power, and didn't go far before he saw the two sides facing each other in the corridor.

On one side was the House professor with his wand and Dumbledore, and on the other side was Grindelwald with his arm raised.

In the distance, Dumbledore's fierce voice was heard, "Where is Bach?"