The boy rolled to his feet after landing on the ground, holding up a piece of glass that he had picked up from the ground like a fencer, and holding a magic bottle around his waist with his right hand, and said in horror: "Hey, who are you? Why are you here!?"

Hoffa looked him up and down, and said slowly, "I'm the one who should ask that, who are you, what are you doing here?"

"Don't pretend to be profound. The boy covered the big bag on his head, "At this time, if you don't stay in a safe area honestly, and run to this kind of place without permission, it's either a black witch or a weird....... Wait......"

The moonlight appeared again through the dark clouds, illuminating Hoffa's face and his glittering pupils. The boy in the Hufflepuff wizard's robe stared at him with wide eyes and surprise.

"Gray-haired, yellow-eyed, you... Aren't you the who, Hoffa of Ravenclaw, Hofa Bach?"

Hoffa hugged his arm, and then, looking like he was about to faint, the boy rushed forward and pulled his arm, "Dude, you've been missing for a year!!

The boy shook off his arm again, leaned back against the wall, and shook his head vigorously: "Wait, are you real or fake?

"No, no, no, you must be true to be able to dissolve my Transfiguration so easily, right?"

He so convinced himself that he pounced again.

"I'm going to tell my friends. Tell them who I saw, etc...... Where's my owl? Where's my owl? Damn! Jasmine, where have you been?"

With a shrill whistle, a black-and-yellow spotted owl flew out of the hole in the cabin, landed a finger on his shoulder, and squealed in dissatisfaction.

"Oh, how many times have I told you, the things outside are not clean and have germs. The boy twisted the fingers of his owl's mouth in disgust and threw it away, and blew it up again, "I need you to help me deliver a letter, okay?"

The owl squealed with great dissatisfaction.

"That's it, it's a little way. The boy took out a roll of sheepskin from the pocket of his robe, plus a quill pen, licked it, and was about to write.

"Wait a minute. Hoffa indifferently interrupted the somewhat neurotic boy.

"What's wrong? ”

"Don't rush to deliver the letter yet, I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here? You're wearing a Hufflepuff wizard's robe, you shouldn't have graduated yet. ”

"Oh, this!"

The boy puffed out his chest proudly, "The school sent students above the fifth grade to go out on patrol missions in various cities this year, and those who can be selected are the best of the elite.

Looking at his smug face, Hoffa was a little speechless. For a long time, I have been dealing with all kinds of sinister and cunning guys, and the simplicity and pride in Hogwarts seems to have been a long time ago, I have to say. If you come out to perform such a dangerous task by yourself, you have to dress up in disguise, and the more inconspicuous the dress, the better, how can you put out the academy's robes in a grand manner. If you really meet a black witch who is a good scripture, wouldn't it be clear that you want others to cast a spell on your face?

"I didn't ask why you were chosen, I asked you what you were doing on this ship, and did you see the crew and passengers of this ship?"

"I have cast defensive spells in the coastal areas under my jurisdiction, but half a month ago, all the defensive spells I have cast have inexplicably failed. I followed the trail of the spell all the way, and then I found the wrecked freighter, and then I met you. ”

The boy sat on the stairs, "Hey, I said, can't you give advance notice when you come back, just look for me, it's scared to death." ”

Hoffa didn't answer, he touched his chin and thought for a moment, the defense spell was broken, it must have been made by a wizard, it seems that Mance has sneaked into England, but he doesn't know where he is now.

"Why, do you have any clues, Hoffa. If you can tell me, it might be of great help. ”

"What's your name?"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. The wide-chin boy excitedly said, "I'm Ryan in sixth grade, Ryan Galesen, do you remember? I'm a year older than you. ”

"I'm sorry. Hoffa shook his head, "I'm not interested in Quidditch. ”

The blandness of the answer was like cold water, which extinguished the enthusiasm of the Hufflepuff students, and he scratched his head a little embarrassed: "Okay, it's still interesting, if you can come back, I really recommend you to check it out, if I can still play Quidditch in the future." ”

"It's been almost a week since I've been here, and I haven't seen anyone. What about the people in this place?" asked Hoffa himself

"The people around you...?"

For some reason, Ryan shrugged helplessly: "They are all gathered, after all, everyone has been together for warmth this year." ”

"Where's the gathering?"

Hoffa asked.

"Bournemouth, if you can find it. However, no one in this area can take you to find it except me. Because it was cast by the people of the Ministry of Magic with the Invisible Spell. ”

"Why?" Hoffa was a little surprised.

"The current situation in the wizarding world is very tense, some time ago, a small city in Ireland was slaughtered by necromancers who had not been seen for a long time, and the people in the whole city were transformed into an army of corpses, and the whole country was panicked. Although the guy was killed by our men, after this incident, the people of the Ministry of Magic cast a Concealment Charm on all the cities to prevent evil wizards from outside from entering and leaving the cities of the United Kingdom. ”

"It's horrible. ”

Hoffa gasped, "A city, that's how many people there are." ”

"Tens of thousands," Ryan sighed, "these days, those powerful wizards and wizard families are accumulating strength by any means, and it is not unusual for something terrible to happen." ”

"Take me there. ”

Hoffa said indisputably, and after he finished speaking, he felt that he was too arbitrary, and softened his tone: "I brought the people on this boat to England, and I am responsible for them, I hope you can understand." ”

Ryan wasn't surprised at all, he grinned and gave a thumbs up, "Of course I'll help you, Hoffa." But then again, can I write a letter to my friend now?"

Hoffa threw his wand back to him: "No. ”

Ryan: "......."

Led by the newly met Hufflepuff sixth-graders, they left the stranded freighter and hurried inland.

Along the way, Ryan caught Hoffa babbling and asked, from why he left Hogwarts, to what he had been doing lately, to whether he knew anything about the British wizarding world, and finally to what he had eaten during the day.

Ryan is a very typical Hufflepuff, good at strength, warm-hearted, but a little overly familiar. Hoffa couldn't stand his verbosity and didn't want to dwell on him too much, he just wanted to find Chloe quickly and tell her the news that he had found a clue.

However, when he returned to the resting place of the two, the nun was nowhere to be seen, and even the fire on the ground was extinguished.

Hoffa's mind buzzed, and his first thought was that the nun had gone to the wilderness to relieve herself, but the messy footprints on the ground negated his idea, and Chloe was taken away.

Is it human?

If you look closely, there are four toes on the ground, the toes are very separated from the heels, and the back is very short, as if someone has stepped on the ground on tiptoe.

His heart was pounding, and the more he beat, the colder it became. It feels like saving up money for a long time to buy a new phone, and in the blink of an eye, the phone is stolen. The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, this was the third time the nun had disappeared, and he hadn't cared too much about Chloe's life or death, let alone her thoughts. He chose to escort her only because of her amazing abilities.

But this time, he couldn't stop worrying in his heart, England was no longer the Britain it used to be, and in this land full of dangers, would she meet with her? He regretted that he had not woken her up and taken her with him.

Looking at Hoffa, who was standing in place like a petrified, Ryan wondered, "What's wrong with you?"

"My friend, my friend is gone!"

He jumped high and shouted Chloe's name, but no one answered. There was no living thing in sight. Above the empty town, the moonlight is cold.

Gary drew his wand, walked over to the embers of the fire, looked at the footprints on the ground with a fluorescent charm, looked up at Hoffa and said, "It was the people from Bournemouth who took her." ”

"Man, you're kidding me, it's clearly the footprints of a wild beast. ”

"Yes, indeed. Ryan shook his head again: "The situation is very complicated, I can't explain it to you for a while, anyway, you come to Bournemouth with me first." ”

He put away his wand and ran away a few steps, "Are you coming?"

Hoffa gritted his teeth and looked at the place where the nun had disappeared, put away his senseless self-blame, and followed Ryan.

Ryan said to the owl on his shoulder, "Jasmine, you lead the way." The owl chirped, spread its wings and flew off into the distance. Ryan followed behind the owl, and Hofa followed him.

Ryan may have seen that Hoffa was in a bad mood and didn't bother him anymore, and the two of them kept on their way, from night to dawn, from dawn to noon.

In the bright sunlight, they came to the outer edge of a city, which looked as empty as the rest, with no one but broken buildings, and nothing special about it.

However, Ryan untied a green potion bottle from his waist and poured it down into the air.

The scene in front of him was like a photograph of a photograph corroded by some kind of acid, dissolving a breach large enough for one person to pass through, and inside was a different world.

Ryan put away the bottle and tapped it on his body with his wand, and he vanished into thin air, and the invisible Ryan said, "You'd better be incognito, so that the people of this city don't see you." ”

Hofa entered the phantom state according to his words.

After the two transparent people entered the gap, the space behind them quickly grew and recovered, and the gap disappeared.

They stood on the roof of a building in the middle of the city, and the glare of sunlight on the roof of the building fluttered past a few foraging crows. Overlooking the street, Hoffa saw some pedestrians, very sparsely populated.

"Bournemouth?"

"Yes. The invisible Ryan whistled, and the owl in the sky landed on the drying rack on the roof, and Ryan opened a door on the roof: "Go, I'll show you the city." ”

The two of them came out of the rooftops to the streets, and the city was no different from the ordinary Muggle cities they saw on a regular basis. Commercial streets, residential buildings, and some service industries.

But the streets were very deserted, with only a few patrolling soldiers and a few rickety drunks.

At first glance, they looked like a normal Muggle city, but Hoffa sensed something wrong with their pale faces and restrained demeanor, each of whom wore thick gloves, as if trying to avoid physical touch.

"What do you think of the city?" Ryan asked.

"There are very few people, very few. Hoffa frowned.

"You may not believe it," Ryan sighed, "When you first came here a month ago, there were still a lot of people here. ”

"What's wrong with them?"

Hoffa pointed to the corner of the street, where several British soldiers in thick leather coats hurried past with a stretcher covered with a black cloth so that they could not see what was underneath.

"Dressed like this, what kind of disease is here, or what kind of war. ”

"Both. Ryan said briefly.

"Both?"

Ryan looked at the sky, "It's better to see than to hear, you come with me to the place where I am staying first, and when it is night, you will know what is going on here." ”

"Why can't you look for it during the day?" Hofa was displeased, he didn't want to delay at all, now that he was in the city, he wanted to find Chloe immediately.

"Believe me, if your friends are taken away by the people of this city, then they will never show up during the day. He pointed to the closed doors and windows on the street, "In this city, you can't see anything during the day, they are all sleeping. ”

Hoffa looked at the windows, and despite the dazzling sunlight in the sky, it didn't make him feel the slightest warmth, and he could feel the gloom and fear lurking behind the dwellings, as if something had robbed him of his power.

There's no good way, he's not familiar with it at all. He had no choice but to accept and follow Ryan to an ordinary apartment in the city.

It was similar to the apartment of the single young men of the future, with a mess of sheets and socks scattered all over the floor, a few wizarding magazines and a few daily prophets on the beds.

Ryan poured him a cup of tea and brought him a few more snacks. But he had no appetite, so he stood by the window, carefully parting the curtains, opening only a crack the width of his thumb, and looking out.

In the dead silence of the behemoth apartment complex. Not a single light was on. On the other side of the complex, the massive building is covered in a jumble of renovated greenhouse balconies and ubiquitous wire antennas, with sharp and dangerous straight lines.

If it had been yesterday, he would have been very happy to meet an alumnus, at least for a short time. But now, the anxiety in his heart swelled rapidly with the passage of time, and the city had a morbid feeling that made him unable not to think about the safety of the nun.

At dusk, he barely slept for about three hours with uneasiness. It's more of a sleep than a sleep, because Ryan and the other have been grunting with his owl as if the owl was his girlfriend.

......

......

"Wake up. ”

Toward the wee hours of the morning, Ryan woke him up.

At this moment, his Hogwarts robe had been repaired by the Repair Spell, his wand was in a calfskin holster, and the magic elemental bottle at his waist glowed orange or blue, and he looked fully armed.

"Hoffa, it's time. ”

"Can you change your clothes? Hofa rubbed his eyes and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you have to wear a Hogwarts uniform to go on a mission?"

"Why change, this is my pride. ”

The Hufflepuff boy laughed, "Would you like to turn your outfit into a Ravenclaw uniform too, so we're the Hogwarts Adventure Duo?" ”

"And the expedition of the two heroes... You're sick in the head. ”

Hoffa pushed him away and stood up, putting on his martin boots. The two of them vanished into thin air again, and went out into the street from their hiding place.

Good guys, there are so many more people than during the day.

They came out of all corners of the city, and gathered in small and small corners in the dark corners, not knowing what to do. With excitement and hunger on his face.

There was a faint fishy sweetness in the air. The smell got into Hoffa's nostrils and made him sick to his stomach. A certain morbid atmosphere began to intensify, and there was some inexplicable atmosphere in it.

"What's going on, this place?"

They rubbed shoulders with a group of men with crazy faces. In his phantom state, Hoffa asks Ryan.

Ryan took him to the corner of a lamppost that had been extinguished, pointed to a blurry white shadow, and said, "See for yourself, thief thrill." ”

Closer to look, well, under the extinguished street lamp, he saw a man holding a delicate but pale blonde woman, licking and sucking obsessively on her chest. And the woman stroked his head, and as she stroked, sharp canine teeth grew out of her mouth. The lips opened wider and wider, and finally they almost cracked to the base of the ear.

The man didn't notice it at all, and even when the big mouth bit down heavily, he was still holding the grapes in his mouth with an orgasmic look.

Bloodsucker!