Seeing the bouquet of flowers in the principal's hand, Hoffa was stunned, and his whole person was like a lightning strike.

Memories exploded, and he thought of the scene in Quidditch. I thought of the strange society with only one person, and the mask man who was slowly changing flowers in the secret room of the club three months ago, and the mask oil paintings all over the walls.

....... Are you the only one in the club?.......

...... If one person can do the work of ten people, then the existence of the other nine is meaningless......

Wow, you've done the work of 10 people by yourself!

Hoffa gritted his teeth.

Damn it!

What is the relationship between that guy and Principal Dippert?

Could it be that the destruction of the teleportation array was planned by the headmaster?

How is that possible, it doesn't make sense?

Why?

The cause?

There was no reason at all, seeing the headmaster walking farther and farther away with the bouquet of violet, Hoffa gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed his urge to keep up.

No, he can see through normal stealth.

The Ghost Walk, on the other hand, can only be used three times, and each time only lasts 10 seconds. If you follow the past, there is a high probability that you will be discovered by the principal.

Hoffa did not advance but retreated, he watched from afar.

That is, until the headmaster, Armando Dupet, opened the passage to the Violet Chamber. disappeared into it, and he slowly followed.

The woman in the portrait still hasn't returned, and the whole portrait is blank.

Hoffa didn't know how Dippert got in.

But he began to fantasize about what Dippet was doing in the Chamber of Secrets.

Like the masked man, change the withered flowers in those vases?

Why on earth did he do it.

Who brought the Dark Wizard in!

Damn......

The mystery begins to tangle, and the shadows of the unknown begin to spread.

Hoffa pressed his forehead and looked at it for a while before turning away reluctantly.

Everything was unknown, and he didn't dare to make the slightest move.

Back at the Ravenclaw Tower, Hoffa's mind was still full of thoughts about the strange society.

In the common room, a group of girls were sitting in the corner chatting, they were dressed very formally, some were wearing long skirts and gowns, as if they were going to some kind of party, and Aglaia and Miranda were among them.

Hoffa didn't pay much attention to them, all he could think about was Headmaster Dippert and the bouquet of violets in his hand.

Seeing Hoffa pass by, Aglaia just glanced at him quickly, then turned her head and continued to laugh.

Miranda, on the other hand, walked out of the group of girls and stopped Hoffa. And also reached out and shook it in front of her.

"I'm losing my soul. ”

Hoffa then looked up and noticed Miranda.

She wore a simple short ponytail today and wore an elegant collared gown, which looked much cuter than usual.

"What's wrong?"

Miranda glanced back at the group of girls before she smiled and said, "Are you free tonight?"

Hoffa thought for a moment, "Yes, everyone is free today." ”

"I'd like to ask you a favor. ”

"What?"

"Slughorn invited me to his Christmas dinner and we could bring people over. ”

It took a moment for Hoffa to react. Slagenhorn's Christmas dinner, which suited his style, he glanced at Aglaia among the girls in the dress.

But the old guy even invited Miranda, who had average grades, because she was Goshak's granddaughter.

"And then?"

"Will you come with me?"

She asked generously.

Hoffa's eyes widened, then he shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you better go by yourself. ”

He wasn't really in the mood to go to Slughorn's dinner right now, on the one hand, he really didn't agree with the Potions teacher and didn't want to participate in his activities, and secondly, his mind was now full of Dippet's back holding the violet.

He prefers to attend the school's official dinner, and perhaps at the school's Christmas party, he can see Dippert again. He was desperate to find the secret between the Mask Man and the Headmaster.

Hoffa's decisive refusal left Miranda slightly stunned.

She froze for a second, then shrugged.

"That.... All right. ”

With that, she returned to the middle of the group of girls.

......

......

At night, in a dormitory with only one person, Hoffa wakes up from meditation and decides to go to a school banquet.

Speaking of which, he still has a little expectation for the Christmas banquet.

After all, he hadn't attended any other banquet since the opening ceremony.

As I passed by the auditorium, the 12 Christmas trees that Joey had set up during the day were crowded with students.

They talked to each other excitedly, and Hoffa looked at it. It turned out that there were piles of goodies under the tree. Each student can receive one.

Get started with the bundle to find out.

Hoffa smiled strangely.

I don't know if I'll open it and give myself an experience pill or a cheats big sword or something.

He also followed his classmates to receive one.

Of course, when he opened the package, he didn't get the magic cheats he imagined. The pack contained only a squeaky hamster, a three-barreled crackling wizard salute, and a spring-loaded horn.

It's a good toy, if I were a few years younger, I would probably jump up with excitement, Hoffa thought to himself.

And at the very bottom of the gift. Hoffa sees a mask, Santa Claus Mask.

Obviously it was just a very ordinary mask, but Hoffa couldn't help but think of the masked man in the snow. He rubbed his temples helplessly.

I'm really crazy, don't you want that guy to die for a day?

Many students around happily opened the gift bag, put on all kinds of masks in the gift bag, and giggled at each other.

Someone has Santa Claus in his bag, and like Hoffa, he wears a large white beard. Some wore reindeer heads, long antlers, bells tinkling on the antlers, and sleds and socks on their heads. These wizarding toys are so vivid that they are much more realistic than Muggle masks.

Seeing his classmates laughing happily, Hoffa's brows became more and more furrowed. It's strange that he can't feel any joy from his classmates' play.

The shadows cast by the big antlers on the wall made him feel uncomfortable, and he had a strange thirst. He couldn't help but shake his head.

After a few moments, Hoffa, recovering from that strange feeling, prepared to go to the auditorium.

But at this moment.

He smelled an inexplicably familiar smell in the air.

A taste he was familiar with, but forgotten.

Same breath as last time in the rain in the hunting grounds.

He shook his head vigorously again.

There are details that I don't remember.

The meditation method is in operation.

The tentacles of the spirit rummaged through every nook and cranny of memory.

Hoffa finally remembered the smell.

Society Chamber.

It is the floral scent of violet.

Suddenly turned his head.

At the same time.

In the middle of a crowd of giggling students.

He saw the figure.

It's tilting its head to stare at itself.

Thin, short, fuzzy.

The figure under the mask is out of step with its surroundings.

It's as if all the people around it can't see its existence.

The expression on the pale mask.

Is it a shame?

As if pressing the switch to catapult start, all the gifts in the gift bag fell from Hoffa's palm, and the little hamster squeaked in fright when it landed.

"Stop!"

He yelled, startling everyone around him to look at Hoffa.

He stomped on his Christmas mask and chased after him.

This time, he will definitely not let the other party run away!

He must know who is calculating him in the dark.

The other party just tilted his head.

Turning around, he silently turned sideways and disappeared behind the crowd.

Hoffa slammed away a few students with gifts, and ran away with the back.

The man seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he was extremely fast, and Hoffa could only follow the other man not far behind.

Even so, Hoffa didn't use the ghost walk.

The ghost walk consumes too much, and he has to keep his hole cards to guard against the threat of the other party.

They walked through the opulent auditorium, lit with candles, through the magical corridors of mistletoe, and through the school clearing filled with snowmen of all colors.

Coming up the spiral staircase of another tower, a group of Hufflepuff students walked down laughing and laughing, and the Masked Man slid sideways between them.

Hoffa said anxiously to them, "Stop it, help!"

However, the Hufflepuff students were dumbfounded, and they looked at each other like madmen.

"Stop what?"

"Who are you chasing. ”

"Why don't you go to the banquet?"

......

Seeing that figure has a tendency to disappear again.

Hoffa could only secretly curse the Hufflepuffs as if they were blind.

He squeezed his way out of the crowd and continued the pursuit.

Walk through three towers along the way.

Gradually, the location of the two became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer people around.

The figure ran higher and higher up the stairs, it had no purpose at all, but it had to stop every time it passed the top of a tower. It seems to be looking for something.

But when Hoffa gets close to it, it will quickly slip away again. Light and ethereal, like a breeze.

Hoffa squinted his eyes, wondering if he should use a ghost walk.

Suddenly, the figure in front of it stopped, and it jerked its head to look to the left, as if sensing some threat.

It then quickly disappeared around the corner of the hallway.

Hoffa braked sharply and turned the corner, only to find that there was no one in the towering hallway around the corner. It turned out to be gone again.

It was empty except for a group of people in the painting, looking at Hoffa curiously.

"Kid, this is not the place for you. ”

"Who are you looking for?"

Ignoring the painting, Hoffa gasped, narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly.

He couldn't see the other, but Hoffa knew it wasn't gone. That breath is still there. It's nearby, but it's completely hidden.

He wasn't sure if the other party was using a disillusionment spell. After all, the illusion spell was still taught to itself, and if it can use it, it will inevitably use it.

He took a deep breath, calmed his fast-beating heart, drew his wand, and walked slowly down the hallway.

As he walked, the wand's shape slowly changed, turning into a sharp short sword.