In the moonlight, Kylia pulled Ryan and ran quickly on the deserted street, her palms were so hard that the muscles were bruised, and the joints of Ryan's bones were painful. But in the midst of this pain, he felt an indescribable impulse, a feeling he had never experienced before.

It's like hearing an adult tell a story to yourself for the first time, using magic for the first time, and receiving an invitation to Hogwarts for the first time. It is an indelible impression.

It's hard to imagine that the person in front of him he hadn't seen yesterday, this kind of thing he didn't even dare to think about before, let alone want to think about it, but it just happened.

Is this your own destiny?

He couldn't help but think about it, looking at the long golden hair of the woman in front of him, her bare feet, and her skin shining in the moonlight, he wished that this moment would be infinitely elongated.

The owl flew happily in the sky, and with a high-pitched chirp, a certain wildness and instinct that broke down any rules and regulations, and made him run behind the woman with pleasure.

But after a while, Gillia stopped. The moonlight faded over their heads, and she led Ryan to an abandoned train station, empty except for countless overturned plastic chairs and posters and confetti everywhere.

This reminded Ryan of King's Cross Station, and he asked, "What are you bringing me here for?"

Kylia straightened his shoulders and didn't speak.

When she reached a downward corridor at the train station, she bit her finger and drew a crescent moon on the ground.

With a cold red mist drifting by, the crescent moon pattern became transparent within a radius of five or six meters, like a layer of tulle, and under the tulle, there were dots of fire. There are also numerous Gothic castles with towering and sharp domes.

Ryan never imagined that under this city, there would be another city like a matryoshka doll. The entrance led to the top of one of the towers, and by moonlight he could see the hustle and bustle of the city below.

As long as you go down, it's another world.

"Our family's territory, without the blood of the blood clan, others will never be able to enter. Kylia smiled and shook her long, white fingers.

Ryan looked at the entrance to the underground city, and then at Gilia's smile, and for a moment didn't know what to say. If it had been yesterday, he would have been ecstatic to find this place, but now, he even wished he wasn't a wizard, but a Muggle who didn't know anything.

"Why did you bring me here?"

He asked, "I'm a sorcerer, and I'm here to destroy you." ”

"Ryan, don't be so rigid. My family has known about you, and my brothers are looking for you everywhere, and when they find you, all that will be left for you is death.

"Do you already know?"

"Of course, to tell you the truth, there are many, many of us in the Ministry of Magic. That place has long since decayed, and now you are the only Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who still struggles to support the so-called justice. ”

She took Ryan's hand and sighed, "But in this era, all you can do is tear down the east wall and make up the west wall, there are too many dead people, and what you can do is only that." It's better to take advantage of your youth, stay with me, and enjoy life. ”

She didn't mention Hogwarts, but when she mentioned Hogwarts, Ryan was suddenly distraught, he pushed Kilia away and took two steps back, "It's useless to talk more, you can go, I've already sent you here." If I don't leave, I'll really turn my face. ”

"Even if you turn your face, I will take you down, you have an affair with me, the people of the wizarding world will definitely treat you as a heretic, and they will not let you go. ”

"Nobody knows ......"

Ryan shook his head.

"Your companion knows that he'll really ....... when he comes back and finds me gone."

Before they finished speaking, a faint laugh came from above the two of them.

"You think too much, in fact, I won't kill him. ”

Gilia's face changed instantly, she jerked Ryan away, and raised her head, fangs bursting out of her mouth, and her fingers became extremely sharp.

On the abandoned roof of the train station, a thin but tall figure stood, his eyes glittering with a dazzling light against the huge moon behind him, and he smiled brightly.

Through the opening at the top of the station, he squatted down: "How undesirable are you, Miss Bowman, who are pouring dirty water on me, am I so despicable that I will denounce and kill my friend?"

"You dare to follow me?"

The female vampire roared with rage, her mouth cracked to the base of her ears, her body arched, her muscles turning from soft to hard, and the whites of her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by angry blood red.

"Nonsense, I'm not stupid. ”

Hofa was oblivious to the vampires beneath him, and he smiled and said, "But thank you for leading the way, otherwise, I wouldn't have found this place." ”

Boom!!

With a muffled sound.

The female vampire kicked the ground like a cannonball, flicked her hook and slammed into the boy sitting on the ceiling of the station.

"Despicable fellow, die!"

Hoffa stood up and moved his neck.

In less than a second, maybe half a second, the vampire leapt up in front of him, its glittering claws straight to his heart.

The smile disappears.

In response to the vampire was an unimaginably fast punch.

With a huge force, Ji Lia flew straight up and flew down upside down in an instant, she slammed into the ground, directly smashing the ground out of a huge crack pit with a radius of ten meters.

Rumble!!

It's like an earthquake.

The rust on the dome fell down.

"Stop!!"

Ryan rushed forward desperately, tripped over the gravel and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The woman who had just dragged him to run with him was now half of her chest dented, and she was deep in the rubble, vomiting blood, breathing hard, and her face was full of pain.

"Kilia..... Oh, my God...... Merlin's beard ......"

He shuddered and pulled out his wand, trying to repair the astonishing wound in her chest, not knowing what spell to use.

Smack.

With a soft sound, Hoffa fell to the ground from a high place, came to the entrance opened by Gilia, and beckoned Ryan: "Hey, what are you waiting for, come here quickly." ”

Beside the blood-vomiting vampire, Ryan looked up in disbelief and looked at Hoffa like a stranger, "You... You're here, what are you doing?"

Hoffa walked to Ryan's side, looked down at the vampire who was vomiting blood, then at the huge moon in the sky, frowned and muttered, "Is the vitality so vigorous?"

"You.... Exploit..... Me?"

Ryan knelt on the ground, tilted his head sideways, and looked at Hoffa.

"It's not about utilization, it's just cooperation. ”

Hoffa conjured a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the knuckles, and smiled, "You said we had to find common ground while reserving differences, and lo and behold, we have now found the vampire's lair." ”

Before the words fell, Ryan got up suddenly, pressed Hoffa against the wall, raised his fist high, and slammed it down: "Bastard!!You use me!!"

Hoffa tilted his head and dodged his fist: "What are you doing?" He frowned in displeasure: "I can't find a place and can't figure out a way, can you come?"

Ryan pressed him, his eyes red: "Still let me come, I trust you so much, Bach, you actually did such a thing to me." ”

Hofa's face gradually turned cold, and he glanced at the time on his black glove, "Okay, you can tell me, what did I do?"

Ryan held his wand and pressed it against Hoffa's chin:

"You know I can't resist the temptation, and you know that she will definitely charm me, and you leave me alone in the house, and give me a key in one more move. After I let her go, you chased after me like a cat and a mouse, in front of me...... In front of me!!"

"Don't say that, man, you're not at a loss. ”

Hoffa opened his wand and didn't look at his desperate face, "Roll the sheets with glamorous vampires, how many people squeeze their heads and want to come once." ”

"Then why don't you try it yourself!? Don't you care what happens! What am I in your eyes? I told her half an hour ago that I like her, and in half an hour you want me to send her family to Azkaban. What have I done? Are you still not human!?"

He was incoherent and agitated, and slammed punch after punch into Hoffa's face. But it didn't take a few punches. The fist was grasped by a larger, more powerful hand, and Hoffa grabbed his arm and pressed his backhand hard, pressing directly against his neck, and holding him high against the stone pillar.

"Don't throw the pot at me,"

Hoffa looked at him sneeringly, "I'm not that expected. Did I rip off your pants, or did I keep her and not kill her? You can't do it yourself, but you blame me?"

"You set me up!!"

Ryan was held up by him, shouting hoarsely, tears overflowing his eyes, "Since you are so powerful, why don't you do it yourself, I said I was scared, and you left me alone in the room." ”

"Since it doesn't work, then go back to Hogwarts and practice for a few more years. Hoffa said coldly: "I can't even control my mind and body, so I'm not a wizard." ”

There are no whites of the golden eyes, and his expression is like a stone, unshakable. His muscles gradually relaxed, and Ryan, who was clutching Hoffa's clothes, let go of his hand little by little under his cold gaze. Hoffa let go of him, and he slipped off the wall and fell to his knees.

Hoffa condescendingly pressed his shoulder: "Someone has to sing black face, and someone has to sing red face, otherwise how can she believe it, besides, this trick has been used on many people, you will believe that a person who has only met for two hours will fall in love with you, don't be funny, it's all an illusion." ”

Ryan looked at the blood-spitting vampire's face in the distance, she was breathing hard, and she couldn't speak anymore, but her eyes were still locked on her.

What kind of eyes are that?

It's survival, it's pain, but it's not limited to that, there are other emotions in it.

Hoffa pressed his shoulder and squatted down: "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about this, just treat it as our secret, how about it?"

Ryan withdrew his eyes a little, and his voice was inaudible:

"You're right, I haven't cultivated yet. I'm not you, you don't treat her as a person, and you don't see me as a companion. That's right, you've changed. You were so confident and kind when you cast the Shield Charm, but now you have become so forbearant and cruel, maybe the world is impermanent, but you are indeed the most evil of all Ravenclaws. ”

He looked up, "After that...... I won't mix it up anymore, I'll go back to school, confess to my dean, and leave this matter to someone else to deal with. ”

"What about you?"

"Who knows, maybe I'll be locked up in Azkaban with her, and that's a good ending. ”

"You think beautifully. Hoffa sneered, "You think they're going to put you in Azkaban because you're a vampire? He dragged Ryan up, "That's the end of the peach blossom shipment, Ryan Gareisen of Hufflepuff, there are some things to play with, and if you are serious, you will lose." Don't forget that you still have a mission to save the city. ”

"Maybe I'm not that material at all, my eyes are low and my will is not strong, I ......."

"Get in,"

Hoffa raised his hand without hesitation.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the vampire lying in the pit was grabbed by a pair of exaggerated steel claws and wrapped into a huge iron cocoon, "I haven't killed her yet, if you really want to save her, then go underground with me and find out who is behind it." If not, she will surely die. ”

......

......

Chloe was terrified, and it had been three days since she had been separated from Hoffa. However, in the past three days, she has not suffered at all, and she has even been taken care of by brocade clothes and jade food.

A group of girls about her age stripped off her black and white monastic robes and replaced her with a bright red robe, the texture of which made her feel like she was wearing nothing.

At the same time, the maidens would bring her all kinds of delicate fruits and meat every day. She didn't dare touch the flesh that was still stained with blood, she wasn't sure what it was taken from, she only dared to eat a little fruit.

She tried to communicate with the girls who took care of her, to see if she could meet a kind person to help her get out of here.

But the maidens who cared for her seemed to have no soul, and whatever she asked them, they did not respond except a sweet, unchanging smile.

Gradually, Chloe felt that the girls were not living beings, but just puppets driven by magic.

Fear multiplied, and she wasn't sure where Hoffa had gone, whether the guy who had abandoned her was dead or alive.

It's not even sure if he'll ever come back to him.

She tried to convince herself.

But another thought was like a demon that denied her thoughts.

If he was still alive, he would have been found a long time ago. With his ability, he should be able to find himself soon, why did it take so long, could it be that he was tired of this journey and chose to give up?

Time slips away slowly in worry and uneasiness.

On the third day, the door where she was pushed open on time, but this time, it was not the puppet-like maids that she usually saw that came in, but an old man in a luxurious green robe.

He had a gentle smile on his face and didn't have much hair on the top of his head. One hand holds a solid gold plate carved with patterns, and the door is piled with colorful food, and the other hand is tucked into the sleeve, which looks very deformed.

"Oh, hi, how have you been resting lately?"

The old man sat down next to Chloe and placed the tray beside her, and she was slightly relieved when she glanced at the plate, which contained only fruit. After a few days here, she almost knew what she had been caught in. Not German wizards, but English blood.

"What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone fairly steady. It was a curse that could not be avoided, and she had seen it clearly.

"I'll help you get something to eat, and by the way, I'd like to ask Miss Lemay for some help. The green-robed old man said, smiling, his tone was gentle and a little hoarse, and he looked very magnetic.

But Chloe shuddered and shrank to the side, and when the man smiled, he showed a large area of bright red gums, making his gaze fearful.

"Don't be afraid, I have no ill will towards you. ”

The old man said as if he were chatting at home, "I've heard that you have a unique power in you, and if you are given enough magic power, you can see what happens at different times, right?"

"Did that Mance guy tell you?"

Chloe asked rhetorically.

"No," the old man in green smiled, "I can't ask him, someone from the Ministry of Magic told me, don't underestimate my energy, I even know who your immediate family is." ”

After speaking, the green-robed old man took out a thin glass needle from his chest and placed it on the table. Chloe was familiar with the liquid flowing in the syringe, it was a mana recovery potion.

The green-robed old man cleared his throat: "Ahem, I've always wanted to make sure that tonight is safe, but I'm always distracted, thinking that someone will come and ruin my night of rebirth. ”

He pushed the needle forward and asked gently, "I want you to see who might come to sabotage my plan, can you help me?"

"You are my gypsy soothsayer. ”

Retracting her eyes from the needle, Chloe said self-deprecatingly, "I am really as godly as you say, and I will not fall to the point where I am now, and become your prisoner." ”

"That's your carelessness, if a horse is not controlled, it must not be that it is not strong enough, but that the rider who controls it is not good, with me, I will help you master this power. ”

Chloe forced a smile: "You think clearly, if you really give me magic power, I will disappear in front of you, and you will never find me again." ”

"That's weird," the old man in green touched his chin, "The guy who told me didn't say that." He says that at the beginning of the mana rampage, you will see some shattered images of the past or the future, and if the magic is enough, you will enter a state of time wandering. ”

"Who told you?"

"I can't say that," the old man blinked, "but if you behave well enough, I'll take you to him myself when the night is over." ”

Chloe shook her head: "It's true that I do see some images when the magic is going berserk, but this amount is not easy to master, if the magic power is more than a little ......"

"I'll grasp that degree. ”

The old man in green interrupted her, "And you just have to tell me what you see." ”

He stood up, came behind the nun, and from under her robe, stretched out his broken hand, and pressed her temple. Then, half of the old man's body turned into countless chirping black bats.

The bats flew and picked up the magic recovery potion from the table, and stabbed Chloe's neck with a bang, surrounded by countless bats, half of the old man's head was pressed to Chloe's ear: "It's okay, just look, if you can escape from me, even if you are lucky." ”

There was no room for resistance, the transparent magic potion flowed into her body from the needle, she gasped, leaned heavily on the back of her chair, her eyes rolled, and countless messages poured into her mind from all directions.

At this moment, all sounds were gone.

As if out of her body, she could see everything that was happening around her and hear the whispers hidden in the gray blur. Her consciousness floated upwards like a ghost out of nowhere.

There is probably a banquet being held here, and countless maids hold various utensils in their hands, neatly and orderly in the gloomy castle, shuttling back and forth, like worker ants in an ant nest, silent and loyal.

In Chloe's sight, their steps were extremely fast, their daily speed was more than ten times faster, and her consciousness followed the fast-moving maids to a wide hall.

"How long is it before Grindelwald comes?"

She saw a man in a red robe at the banquet table shuttling back and forth, and asked impatiently, "If you were going to come, you should have come a long time ago." ”

"Important people always show up late, don't they?"

Mance enthusiastically took the wine from the maids and helped them put the fruit bowls, flasks and other things on the table, as if they were having a Christmas dinner.

The red-robed wizard said displeasedly, "I want you to know who you are, you are not only employed by the Wizarding Guild, but also an officer of the Germanic peoples. ”

"What are you worried about?" Mance said in surprise.

"I'm worried if you're putting my request first. The red-robed man said with a cold face, "Here are all the dishes you have to tidy up, what do you think you are?"

Mance put down the golden cup in his hand, pushed him aside, and whispered, "Lord Kleist, be happy." If you want me to say, tonight must be a happy night for all. All will get what they want, Sir will become a prince, and your son will return to normal, don't always keep a straight face. ”

"Little Muggle, if Grindelwald can really save Ankle, I will open my mouth as many warm words as you ask me to give. Moreover, if Rusfan wants to counterattack the British Ministry of Magic in the future, I will naturally support it.

But you have to let me see him first, and if Grindelwald doesn't come, your life will be in jeopardy, and I will never forget your responsibility. ”

"He's going to come, it's just ...... Maybe it just happens to be a little busy. Mance said with some uncertainty.

The two may have had some conversation later, but Chloe couldn't hear it anymore, and her consciousness continued to rise, spreading uncontrollably to the surrounding area, to a side room on the side of the hall.

There stood several women dressed in transparent red fringed robes, exactly the same as their own, except that they wore heavy shackles on each of their hands and feet, and wore gold masks on their faces.

In the dark corner, there were several red-robed wizards, and they poked and poked at the girl's body with all their hands, frivolously and casually.

"These Muggles are really good-looking. ”

"That old pervert really has a bad eye, if you want me to say, it's really cheap for those vampires. ”

"What do these people do?"

"Blood sacrifice, legend has it that the god of the night loves the blood of young women the most, and if you want to please it, you have to cut the throats of dozens of people. ”

"Does this evil thing really exist?"

"God knows. ”

Similarly, in less than a second, the wandering consciousness absorbed all the information here, and continued to spread around, faster and faster, she saw more and more scenes, and the information she got became more and more dense, but none of them were really what she cared about.

She walked through the rapidly piling up banquet tables, the electrifying procession of maids, the creaking castle floors, and the attic at the top of the castle, pausing for a moment.

Here, in the dark corner of the attic, a few black robes were whispering.

"Time goes by day by day. We went to such great lengths to bring all the way from Paris to England, and we didn't get any benefit. ”

"I suspect that Mance idiot might be playing us. ”

"What do you mean maybe, I secretly saw that guy named Lemay, she can't even cast a fluorescent charm, and she is about to become a vampire's meal. The black-robed yin owl said, "So, that guy from Mance, he must be treating us as treasures." ”

"That's right, now that the people from the headquarters are here, he's like a pug, following them, and he doesn't dare to put a fart. ”

"If you want me to say, why are you still honestly following those powerful wizards, what bullshit sees through the future, what new powers. I knew there was no such thing as a quick fix in the world. ”

"Hey, stop the loss in time.

"Stop Loss. ”

"Even if we have to stop the loss in time, we don't want to let Mance go, that guy has been fooling us for so long, how can he not pay a price. ”

"What do you want to do?"

......

Without reading this message, Chloe's consciousness broke away from them and continued upward. This was the attic at the top of the castle, and through this attic, her consciousness came to the empty night sky, to the periphery of the castle.

In the sky here, Chloe saw a huge full moon, she had never seen such a large moon, but in her view, it was not just a moon.

Ancient and obscure power poured out of the astral body, and in a trance, she saw a vague object like a fetus swimming in the astral body, like a placenta, like a mother.

Curiosity drove her on, and she continued to float upward. She wanted to see the vague, ancient star.

Walk through the barrier formed by the spell and reach the real world. However, just as she was on the way up, a familiar figure burst into her sight.

It was two teenagers, one standing and the other kneeling, who seemed to be arguing with each other about something, and in the distance there was a vampire lying in a pool of blood.

In the midst of the argument, the gray-haired boy sensed something, and looked at Chloe's consciousness in astonishment.

After seeing Hoffa, Chloe's body had a halt in the flow of magic. She withdrew from that magical, near-omniscient state of observation.

In the next second, her pupils returned to normal, and she returned to the room where she was being held by vampires, her heart pounding, and her body had no strength at all.

The green-robed old man turned to her expectantly and stared at her eyes with great interest:

"Tell me, what did you see, did anyone want to ruin my banquet?"

The old man in green still looked terrifying and frightening, but Chloe's mood was surprisingly calm. Hoffa is here, and he's looking for himself.

She smiled and shook her head, "No, I didn't see anything. ”