Surrounded by the flaming torches of the students, Hoffa came to Nicolamay. After only ten minutes, Nicolame's eyes at Hoffa changed from love and pity to awe and unease.

This black-clothed boy was surrounded by hundreds of people, like the eye of a storm, and wherever he went, these students followed, and their eyes contained infinite longing, as if only his order was enough to make these Beauxbatons students go to the soup.

"Hofa, Hofa, I finally know why Dumbledore asked you to do such a task, you are," he sighed, "I'm old, and some things are no longer under my control." ”

Hoffa ignored Lemay's words, and said, "Lemay, Olim, Don Quixote, you take your students to England to find Dumbledore, and he will assign you specific tasks. ”

His request was immediately agreed to by Don Quixote, who bent down deeply, "It is my pleasure. He said.

"What about you, Hoffa?" asked Nicolame.

After pondering for a moment, Hoffa sneered: "Sponsor Beauxbatons, have a large number of troops in Britain, and let so many Squib wizards leave the family and serve him." I've been wondering how this Spencer guy managed to do that. It wasn't until today that I saw that he was able to trick Tom Riddle into working for him, and I finally understood what he was using. ”

"What is it for?" asked Lemay.

Hoffa put a hand on Nicolame's shoulder and said, "Tom Riddle is a completely self-interested being, a completely self-centered man. If he is willing to work for the Half-Human King, then it means that the price offered to him by the Half-Human King must be far beyond his expectations. ”

Lemay: "Of course I know that, Hoffa, but"

"Where does his money come from?"

Hoffa squinted at Lemay.

Lemay was stunned.

Huo Fa said lightly: "A wizard family has been inherited for so many years, and there is no successor to the family, so it is long time gone to sit and eat." But this guy always has a steady stream of resources, a steady stream of money to support him to carry out all kinds of activities, is it really hell, did his money fall from the sky?"

Nicol Lemay was stunned, then his lips squirmed a few times, and then he lowered his head and refused to speak.

"Lemay, you're well-informed as an old wizard, and I think you know for sure. Hoffa leaned to his ear and asked, "Where does the money come from?"

Nicolame looked around, and the students were all looking at Hoffa with respect and affection, and they surrounded him with torches, as if waiting for Hoffa's orders.

"Don't talk to me like that, Hoffa, it's scary. You know, I'm not going against you. Lemay pleaded in a low voice.

Hoffa stared at Lemay, waiting for his answer.

"Money is inseparable from desire. Hoffa. ”

Lemay said softly.

Hoffa: "Oh? ”

"You have seen the source of my money, in my basement. Those who have money are willing to pay some extraordinary amount for their desires. Lemay whispered.

Hoffa let go of Nicolame's shoulders and said lightly, "So, someone must be paying an extraordinary amount of money to the half-human king because of his own desires, right?"

Nicolame didn't answer, his expression a little bitter. But Hoffa had already understood what he meant, and he nodded and said, "Nicol, the rest is up to you, these students, you have to send them safely to England." ”

"Good. Lemay breathed a sigh of relief, and then he asked, "What about you, Hoffa." ”

Hoffa sneered, "Since the Centaur King is rich, I'm going to go and see how rich he really is." ”

With that, he walked over to the grazing Pegasi and turned over and sat down. The huge Pegasus was suddenly ridden and raised its front hooves in an attempt to shake Hoffa off. But Hoffa held the horse's head down with one hand, and pressed it down so hard that he immediately pressed it back to the grass, unable to move.

Seeing that Hoffa was leaving, Beauxbatons' students hurried to Pegasus and surrounded him with torches. They didn't speak, but Hoffa had read what they meant from their reluctant eyes.

Even if it was only for a short time, he had become an indispensable spiritual support for Beauxbatons students.

Hoffa looked at the students and said aloud, "Ladies and gentlemen, we will be separated for a short time, and soon we will meet again, and when we meet, we will face the greatest challenge in the history of the wizarding world, and in the meantime, I hope you can find your own magical roots." ”

"Good!"

The students replied in loud voices.

The sound was so loud that Nicolame on the other side was stunned.

Hoffa bowed slightly to the students on his horse.

Then he grabbed the horse's belly, and the white Pegasus flapped its wings, and took Hoffa to the ground, rushing towards the sky, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

Pegasus leads Hoffa to England, and when Big Ben reappears in Hofa's view, he leaps off Pegasus' back.

Thousands of meters in the air disappeared in the blink of an eye, and Hoffa, who was carrying a cross sword, landed safely, and the wings of the thunderbird behind him disappeared invisibly. He was back on the foggy streets of London.

Riddle's appearance makes Hoffa realize that Sylby controls far more energy than he expected, and that there are no minority, if not most, wizards like Riddle in the wizarding world, and if he wants to investigate Sylby's financial resources, Hoffa needs help.

And there is no doubt that for such a helper, he already has a default candidate in his heart.

Looking up at the time of Big Ben, it was ten o'clock in the evening, and it was a good time to do it.

On the empty streets, he quickly followed the direction he remembered. Soon, he was back on the periphery of an old church. The last time, when he woke up from a dream, he was taken to this place. He had returned to the place after a few days, and this time, his memory had returned.

The outside of the church is still heavily guarded by soldiers. They smoked cigarettes, played cards and chatted in the sentry posts, drank beer, and passed the day.

It wasn't until the soldiers guarding the gate shouted, "Hey, who's that, what are you doing here?" that they put down their pokers and hurried outside with their guns in hand.

In the mist, a young man with a cross sword slowly emerged, he walked neither slowly nor fast, leisurely.

"Hey! Stop!"

The soldier shouted a reprimand.

The boy didn't stop at all, and walked on his own.

So the soldiers raised their guns one after another and aimed them at the boy.

Hoffa saw the rows of black holes in front of him, and he raised his hand to shake it gently. Suddenly, the ground rumbled and spun, and countless stone arms circled out, holding rows of soldiers, and small stone hands appeared on the stone hands, and the small stone hands covered the soldiers' mouths and pouted their gun barrels, so that they could not make any sound, and could only look at the black-clothed boy in horror.

But that Hoffa didn't kill them, he just walked through the group of clenched soldiers with his cross sword, and didn't squint.

At the gate of the church at night, Hoffa saw more people standing guard, he was too lazy to grind with these soldiers, and he was afraid of startling the snakes, so he directly used the illusion charm and disappeared into the air.

Even though it was 10 p.m., the church was still buzzing with recitation.

"Magic doesn't exist, magic is the biggest lie. 」

"The highest human pursuit is equality. 」

"Magic is the root of all evil"

"Eliminate all differences. 」

"Magic doesn't exist, magic is the biggest lie. 」

"The highest human pursuit is equality. 」

"Magic is the root of all evil"

"Eliminate all differences. 」

"Magic doesn't exist, magic is the biggest lie. 」

"The highest human pursuit is equality. 」

"Magic is the root of all evil"

"Eliminate all differences. 」

A group of men in prison uniforms were in the hall of the church, repeating these words over and over again, hoarse, tired and numb. And beside them, there are soldiers with guns who are constantly patrolling, and if anyone does not recite these sentences properly, what awaits them is a slap on the butt of a gun without hesitation.

Hoffa passed them, looking at them one by one.

Finally, under a crystal chandelier, he found the familiar bald old man, handcuffed and shackled, prostrate on the ground, looking at the paper on the ground, reading the sentences over and over again.

It's Adebegoshak.

The former Abbot of Ravenclaw, the master of spells at Hogwarts, was lying on the ground, his eyes numb, and he had no sparkle of the past.

As Hoffa had just woken up from his nightmare, his memories were lost. Even though Adbay called his name, Hoffa couldn't recognize him, and now that his memory was restored, what he saw struck his heart.

Hoffa slowly reached out and stroked the old man's face. Broken images flashed through his mind, the same church, the same crystal chandelier, and that time, he was dressed in a formal attire, with a rare smile on his face, and a wedding prayer on his lips.

The brief image made Hoffa's brain lose his mind, and he shook his head and stood up.

Adebay sensed something, and he looked at the transparent Hoffa beside him, his lips moving, but he didn't make a sound.

This action immediately attracted the attention of the patrolling soldier, who tapped Adbay on the head with the butt of his rifle: "Four, why don't you continue reading?"

Adebe: "I, I, I see."

Soldier: "Four, what did you say? What did you see?"

Adebe: "I see magic. ”

The soldiers were shocked, and the humming chanting in the church stopped instantly. The prisoners beside Adebe trembled even more, and they staggered on the ground, trying to get away from him.

The soldier was incredulous: "Repeat what you just said." ”

Adebay looked carefully in front of him, and immediately laughed: "Spell, illusion spell, magic, it's magic hahahahahahahahaha

Syllable!!

A heavy whip flew from a distance and struck Adbegoshak in the face. The old man took a whip, quickly shut up and covered his face, bowed his head and knelt motionless.

Hoffa turned his head and saw a young woman in a sleeve coming down the stairs with a whip, she squirmed up to Adebe, and asked in a snorting voice, "Four, have you forgotten how your son died?

Adebay covered her ears vigorously, trembling all over.

This action made him eat another whip, and the female doctor sneered and said: "It seems that you really don't have a long memory, you have forgotten the first principle." Now, recite it. ”

Adebe's lips quirmed, "Magic doesn't exist, magic is the biggest lie." ”

"Louder!"

"Magic doesn't exist, magic is the biggest lie. ”

Everyone replied in unison.

"Yes, magic doesn't exist!"

The female doctor shouted, she held the whip triumphantly, looked condescendingly at the kneeling people in the church, and said: "Study hard, you sinners, you can only purify yourself if you completely forget everything in the past!!"

After giving the order, she snorted coldly, proudly put the leather whip at her waist, and walked back. However, before she could take two steps, she crashed head-on into an invisible wall, which surprised her, and she rubbed her head and looked suspiciously at the transparent air in front of her.

Having settled down, the woman snorted again, changed directions, and strode forward, but this time she slammed into the invisible wall again, and fell headlong to the ground.

"Doctor, doctor!" the soldier rushed to the woman's side and tried to lift her up, but the woman shook off their arms and screamed, "Don't touch me!"

After calling, she lowered her head, turned around tremblingly, and hurried out. Unfortunately, before she could take two steps, she hit an invisible wall again and fell to the ground.

At this moment, she couldn't hold back any longer, and screamed frantically: "Who's pretending to be a ghost here, give me a !!"

As she spoke, the air in front of her rippled like a ripple of water, and a giant ring-shaped object appeared in front of her, with feathers lining up on it, surrounding her and the soldiers in the church hall.

The woman looked up in fear and trembling, and when she looked at the wings, she saw a behemoth entrenched in the hall of the church, silent. The creature lowered its head slowly but gracefully, and pressed the golden pupils against her face, which alone were the size of her face.

Looking at the face reflected in the pupils, the woman couldn't say a word, and her upper and lower teeth collided with each other frantically. Then the giant creature asked.

"Magic doesn't exist, so what am I?"

(End of chapter)