With the soft words behind his ears, the room went completely dark, but the stick figures on the walls of the room grew brighter and brighter, and finally, Hoffa sat in a dark space, and all that was left in front of him were the colorful stick figures.

Hoffa was motionless, he suppressed the huge tremor in his heart and asked, "Miller, is that you?"

"How did you find here, I thought no one would be able to find my place. The palm of his hand touched Hoffa's chin and asked curiously.

Hoffa: "Your grandfather."

"Ahhhh ”

Miller said indifferently.

Hoffa was speechless, but it wasn't the first day he had known Miller. Not wanting to argue too much with him about his family, he said, "Miller, I need your help now." Tom Riddle was bewitched by the Centaur King and made an alliance with him, and my magic is not yet there"

"Hofa, how much do you remember about the events in the dream?"

Miller interrupted him, not at all following Hoffa's words.

Hoffa was silent.

"Don't speak, do you want me to help you remember?" Miller said, "There are overlaps between your dreams and your sister's dreams, and I've experienced those places. ”

"No, Miller. Hoffa said, his tone tinged pleading, but Miller was unmoved. The arm hanging from his chest snapped his fingers.

The colorful murals on the walls began to distort and soon turned into a different scene.

(In the picture, Hoffa sees a small room in a single-person apartment, and Miranda helps a teenager in, groggy and smiling.) The clothes on the ground began to pile up, and something indescribable happened. ）

Hoffa looked at the close lingering sympathy between the man and woman in the darkness, and slowly moved his head away. On the side of his face, black smoke slowly flickered, and his arm stretched out from the black smoke.

With a single glance, his arm grabbed his chin brutally, forcing him to turn his head and stare at the picture on the wall.

"You don't need it, don't you say you don't need it? Come on, we're adults. What's wrong with appreciating art?" Miller said grimly.

Hoffa's face was expressionless, and under the pressure of Miller, he forcibly admired a living spring palace that he didn't know which world it had taken place. By the time he finished reading, his breathing was already nasal.

"Do you believe the prophecy, Hoffa. Miller asked.

"I don't believe it. Hofa said hoarsely.

Ever since he left the Death Mystery, he no longer believed in fate. If six thousand reincarnations can be changed, then he can definitely change anything.

"yes. Miller muttered, "But my sister believes." ”

"I'm sure you might wonder why my sister would do that to you in a nightmare, she's not the kind of person who would eagerly express her desires, even if she really cares about you.

But there are some things you don't see, my sister is a witch, no matter what the premise, no matter how much she likes to read Muggle books, my sister is a witch, a normal witch with superior strength. Maybe you don't believe in prophecy, but my sister believes in these things, and she believes in what she sees in the dark. ”

"What do you want to tell me, Miller?" asked Hoffa.

"My sister saw your death. Miller said.

Hoffa was stunned.

The scene changed again, this time he saw the dark Hogwarts Library, Miranda sitting alone in the forbidden area, surrounded by thick magic books, her face pale and a trace of blood at the corner of her mouth in the dim candlelight. She was holding her wand, her eyes closed, her mouth was muttering, she didn't know what spell she was casting, and suddenly, she opened her eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the darkness, Hoffa jerked to his feet. The heart tightens.

Miller said lightly: "Since you disappeared two years ago, my sister has been looking for you for a long time, looking for your traces through various means, including some forbidden spells, some spells that can predict the future.

Those spells hurt her a lot, but she persevered, but unfortunately, no matter how she looked at the future, the results were the same. ”

Hoffa looked at Miranda with a pale face, his hand in his fist.

"What result?" he asked.

"You're going to die, Hoffa. ”

Silent.

A palpitating silence engulfed the pitch-black room.

In the picture of the wall, in the library, Miranda kneels in the thick forbidden area, her hands on her heart, maroon hair scattered on her shoulders, flickering candles reflected in her eyes, her eyes are dull and devoid.

Hoffa stared at Miranda for a long time, and he shook his head: "No, I won't die, Miller, and death won't take me." ”

Miranda's image in the library slowly dissipated.

Miller: "Ah, I'm just telling you why my sister is doing this. It doesn't mean that I believe in her prophecies, the truth is that I have repeatedly persuaded her that the future is unpredictable. Prophecy is not always accurate.

It's a pity that my sister believes everything she sees.

She sees your death and can't find anything she can do to stop it. In the dream, she did those things with you, things that I was actually very opposed.

However, she thinks that by leaving you in the dream world permanently, she can avoid what she predicted. It's a pity that dreams can't lock you up. What is this called, hum, I lost my wife and broke my soldiers. If you want me to say, if you die, you die, what does it have to do with me, right?"

Hoffa was silent, he didn't know what kind of future Miranda saw. However, in the previous 300,000 years of reincarnation, he did experience countless cycles of death. If Miranda foresaw those deaths, then those deaths had already been passed by him.

But what if Miranda didn't foresee the previous deaths?

Soon, Hoffa put the thought behind him, he didn't think Sylby could kill him, and it was true that his magic was not as good as it used to be, but it was gradually recovering. As long as he can regain his peak strength, even the Grim Reaper will not be able to take him away, and he does not believe that there is anyone else or anything else that can take him away.

The arms behind the neck slowly pulled away, and the walls reverted to those children's stick figures. Then, the children's stick figures fade and the room brightens.

But at the moment when the palm of his hand was about to leave Hoffa's shoulder, Hoffa reached out and grabbed the palm on his shoulder sharply.

"What for?" asked Miller indifferently.

"Help me. Hoffa said.

"Snort"

Miller sneered: "You can't be too greedy, Hoffa. You've gotten a lot, and if you want to chase your fate, go alone. ”

"I'm not going to die. Hoffa said firmly.

"I don't care if you die, let me go. Miller shook his hand.

Hofa didn't let go, and he said, "Your sister is still in Sylby's hands, and you have to bring him back no matter what." ”

This sentence angered Miller, and he slammed his arm around Hoffa's neck, Miller poked his head out of the black smoke, gritted his teeth and said: "I have already told you the reason why my sister is at the Centim King, that's not for my sake, you go by yourself, it's okay if you are killed, she will definitely come back!"

"Do you want me to die like that?" asked Hoffa, confused.

This sentence hit Miller at a certain point, and the arms grabbed Hoffa's neck and screamed sharply: "Nonsense, my life! My life was ruined by you! Damn, I don't want to stay in the British Isles, I still have to go to ancient Egypt to find mummies, I have to go to the Far East to find wild people, I have to go to South America to find lost civilizations, I have to go to the Arctic Ocean to swim with blue whales, damn! If it weren't for you, I would already be on the way to achieve this, I hate you, I would fucking wish you died 10,000 times!!"

Hofa, who was stuck in the neck, coughed and coughed, he gradually understood something, and he said: "This is the last time, help me for the last time, as long as I kill the half-human king, you can still go to these places to explore." But if you don't kill him, I think even if you go to these places, you will only see ruins, nothing new. Think about the world now, think about Hogwarts without its magic, do you want to live in a world that is completely devoid of any magic and no magic?"

Miller was silent.

Finally, he gritted his teeth in hatred and said, "You said something human. So I ask you, will you kill Sylby this time? Will you be like last time?"

"No!!"

Hoffa immediately interrupted Miller, repeating, "Absolutely not!!"

"Why not? I want to know why. ”

Miller immediately asked.

"First of all, I realized the absurdity of his idea. Secondly, he dragged me into a nightmare and made your sister suffer such a great grievance, I must kill him. Hoffa swore by it.

"Just, is that so?"

Miller asked.

Hoffa didn't speak this time, he waited for Miller's answer.

Suddenly, the arm at the back of his neck turned into black smoke, and the black smoke condensed towards the back of his left hand, accompanied by burning pain. A tattoo of a violet flower gradually took shape on the back of his hand. Seeing this scene, Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, Miller was willing to help him, it would be a powerful help for him, and with this help, he believed that he would be able to figure out Sylby's financial sources soon.

But he didn't wait for two seconds for Hoffa to be happy. His violet-tattooed left hand suddenly rose uncontrollably, and he held out a finger aimed at himself.

Just when Hoffa didn't know what Miller was going to do, his left hand suddenly cracked open a mouth, and the mouth softly chanted - "Drill the heart and wrist bone!"

Hoffa's face changed drastically, such a close distance was still released by his left hand, and he couldn't hide from it no matter what.

I saw a flash of red light, and Hoffa fell to the ground, covering his head with one hand and screaming. The Spell Genius's Drill Heart Wrist Bone is definitely several times stronger than the ordinary version, and the intestines that made Hoffa hurt are hinged together.

"Ahh

He clutched his head and rolled on the ground.

The screams even reached downstairs, and Dr. Reiner, who was downstairs, heard the sound and immediately rushed upstairs in three steps and two steps to open the door. But the door was locked. This made Reiner very anxious, and he knocked loudly on the door outside, shouting as he knocked on the door: "Bach! What's going on, open the door!"

The pain was still happening, but Hoffa, who heard Reiner's shout, still managed to get up from the ground, leaning against the wall, and sweating coldly.

"No, it's okay! I fell. ”

Of course, Reiner obviously didn't agree with this statement, and he asked outside the door: "Are you really okay, Bach, you haven't encountered anything unusual, have you?"

(Hoffa looks at his left hand, which sticks out its tongue at him, and then the mouth disappears.) ）

Damn the guys.

He shook his hand hatefully and opened the door.

Outside the door stood a worried Reiner, who looked into the room and saw nothing.

"Are you really alright?" Reiner asked worriedly, looking at Hoffa's pale face.

"It's okay," kicked into the corner, and Hoffa gritted his teeth and said, "You should know how much it hurts," and with that, he leaned against the wall and slid down like mud.

Looking at Hoffa going downstairs with a buttress, Reiner was confused, and couldn't figure out how a wizard who would turn into a thunderbird could kick into a corner and be unable to walk in pain.

For the next few days, Hoffa traveled back and forth between the Black Golan and nearby towns to stock up on food and medicinal herbs for Reiner and Adebey. In the foreseeable future, perhaps Adebay will have to hide in the Black Golan for a long time, if his body can hold on.

Although Miller was not impressed by Hoffa's behavior, and even selfishly offered to leave the old man alone, Hoffa still fulfilled his duties as a junior and arranged everything properly.

On this day, when Hoffa delivered the last supplies to the Goshak family's ancestral home, it was already late at night.

At this point, Dr. Reiner had gone to rest, and Adebay had been asleep for a long time due to his mental weakness.

Hoffa didn't want to disturb them to leave quietly, but when he put down his supplies, he saw Adebay sitting by the fireplace, his eyes open and looking at him, so Hoffa walked up to Adebay gently, squatted down and asked softly, "Professor, do you want water?"

"Hoffa. Don't let her down. Adbay looked at him and pleaded.

Hoffa looked at Professor Adebay and felt a sudden weight on his body, and he couldn't say anything pretty, nor could he give any answer, so he could only crouch by the fireplace.

Finally, he said, "I'm leaving, Professor." ”

Adebay kissed him on the forehead, "I'm sure you can find a solution to your problem, Hoffa." ”

Hoffa nodded, took heavy steps, closed the door and left.

As soon as he went out, Miller yelled.

"Old thing, it's better for you than for me! You're his grandson, huh!?"

Without saying a word, Hoffa walked to the dock, started the small motorboat in the night, and sailed out into the sea. Along the way, Miller never stopped scolding, and what kind of swear words such as hypocrisy, disgusting, cold-bloodedness, and elbow crutches kept coming.

After scolding Adbe, he was still angry, and began to scold Hoffa again.

"Nosy, really nosy, my grandfather wants you to take care of it? I can tell you, he's not your grandfather, unless I use the Imperius Charm on you, you can't be so nice to him!"

"Then why are you using the Heart Drill Charm on me? Hofa asked angrily.

He never knew the answer to this question.

"I'd love to, what do you do to me. ”

Miller said coldly.

"Unreasonable. Hoffa said.

"Old scumbag. ”

Miller scoffed.

Hoffa was directly dumb.

"Yo, I haven't seen you for a few years, and the skin has thickened. I used to have a face, and I would refute it when I scolded you. Miller said sharply.

Hoffa was speechless.

After arguing with Hoffa, Miller seemed in a good mood. He asked curiously, "Do you have any ideas, how exactly are you going to kill Sylbie?" ”

Hoffa immediately said, "I was curious about how Sylby got so much money. Why is there always so much resources at his disposal? I was still thinking about it for the past two days, and when I saw you today, I suddenly remembered that a month ago, when your sister was still with me, I used to destroy an organ trafficking den with her. The head of the den said they were stealing and selling organs for the rich to enjoy. I think this may be a clue that can be investigated in depth. ”

"Really?" said Miller, indifferently, "where did you decide to investigate?" ”

"New York Harbor. Hoffa blurted out.

"New York, I'm good, you're too big. ”

That being said, Miller's tone was excited.

"Yes, the organs last time were sent to New York Harbor for distribution, and now that Germany has just been defeated, the rich and powerful are in North America. If you want to investigate where the money comes from, you have to go to the place where the money is most abundant, don't you think?" he asked.

Miller: "You have the final say, brother-in-law. ”

Hoffa: "Can you please not call me brother-in-law." ”

Miller: "Okay brother-in-law. ”

Hoffa regretted in his heart, he shouldn't have mentioned this stubble, but now it's good, it has aroused this guy's rebellious mentality.

"But brother-in-law, can you find me a body before you run errands?"

"Huh?" Hoffa wondered, "Can't you keep me in my hands?"

"Oh, I finally left my sister to come out to play by myself, and you still want me to stay in your hands, I also want a little freedom. How about finding me a body in North America? ”

Hoffa has a head and two large.

(End of chapter)