"Uh......"

Induo was stunned for a moment, then threw the playing cards away, and played a very sophisticated four haha.

"Eh, yes, you guys play first, play first, I've drunk too much butterbeer, go to the bathroom. ”

"Hey, really?"

"Wow, go to the toilet if you win?"

"People have three urgencies, brother. ”

With that, Induo dragged an invisible mass and squeezed out of the crowd. Then, laughing at the vulgar urging of his gambling friends, he walked to the bathroom, and as he passed the stairs he turned sharply and dragged the invisible Hofa wind upstairs.

"Come so fast, my luck is rare......"

Hoffa didn't answer, his brain was getting more and more uncomfortable, and he didn't know what was going on. I can only let Indor drag myself.

When Indor pushed the door open, the pain in his brain came to a peak.

Hoffa suddenly fell to the ground with a pale face, and was forced to withdraw from the stealth state.

Indor didn't expect this to happen, and he turned his head to see Hoffa on the ground, and panicked.

"Hey, boy, are you alright. ”

At this moment, Hoffa's eyes were pitch black, and he felt that the ends of his limbs were cold, and his head ached as if he was about to be torn apart.

“...... It's uncomfortable. ”

Indor reached out and touched Hoffa's forehead, and said angrily, "Stupid boy, have you been coming here with the illusion charm?"

"How else......."

"You're overdrawn by your magic, damn it, didn't anyone teach you?"

Only then did Hoffa realize that the Illusion Charm was not a foolproof ability, let alone an invisibility cloak. Like other spells, it also consumes the wizard's physical and mental strength. I was just immersed in the excitement of being able to hide, and for a moment I forgot the fact that I didn't have much magic.

This state of affairs is very dangerous.

"Help me... Get up. ”

Hoffa closed his eyes and whispered.

Indor quickly helped Hoffa to the chaise longue, and he ran downstairs with a thud, and after a while, he came up. With two large cups in his hand, he brought them to Hoffa's lips and fed him some hot butterbeer.

The bitterness of the beer mixed with the sweetness of the butter slides from the mouth to the stomach.

Hoffa felt like he had regained some of his spirits.

After a long while, the world in front of me barely regained its color.

Hoffa collapsed weakly on the recliner, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Indor muttered quietly, "It's really you, you learned the illusion spell so quickly, you know, some people can't learn it in their lifetime." ”

"Shut up, gambler. Hoffa said weakly. "I want to be quiet. ”

After being quiet for a while, Indor said anxiously, "I thought you would have to delay your arrival until at least the evening, who would have thought you would come so quickly." ”

"I don't want to add a late-night loitering to the charge of stealing out of school. Hoffa scolded impatiently: "If you have something to say, let it go, let it go, don't say it, you want to find me to cheat money." ”

"No, I'm not short of money right now. ”

"Then why are you looking for me so decently?"

The goblin didn't speak, he walked to the window of the room, glanced out warily, and closed the blinds.

"What the hell is going on?" asked Hoffa, rubbing his temples, the mana overdraft making him rather sluggish.

After pulling up the curtains on the side of the window, the elf snapped his fingers and used magic to block out all sounds from the outside world, and the surroundings fell silent for a moment.

"Hoffa, you have to help me, my hometown is falling. ”

"What?" Hofa's eyes widened: "Your hometown is not that, what is black in Germany.... ”

"The German Black Golan. As he spoke, the elf looked up and took a large sip of beer. "A very beautiful island, it's just a pity that we are almost overwhelmed now. ”

His ears drooped.

"I can't stand it....... What the situation. Hoffa frowned: "You speak slowly." ”

"What do you know about the war between wizards? The goblin didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

Hoffa said solemnly: "I don't know much, you say." ”

Indor: "Wizards are born of Muggles, but they are still human at heart. In Muggle wars, wizards are involved every time, and wizards are more likely to have disputes than Muggles. Different schools, different ideas, different beliefs. Sometimes, a small spark is enough to ignite conflict between wizards.

Many times, Muggle wars are the illusion of wizarding wars.

The Black Golan was originally a German territory. It was occupied by the British wizarding community in 1807 and ceded to the British in 1814. At that time, the British wizarding forces dominated the island, and our family immigrated to the Black Golan in those days.

Essentially, I'm a British goblin.

However, in 1890, Britain returned the islands to German Muggles, but not to the German wizarding community. The British Ministry of Magic still refused to allow German wizards to land on the Black Goland.

But in 1914, World War I broke out. There was a war between wizards, and even after the end of the First World War, the Black Golan Island was no longer at peace, and there were constant frictions, fires, and deaths among wizards. ”

"But what does it have to do with you coming to me now. Hoffa asked softly after listening patiently.

"Don't you understand? The war is about to start again. A large number of German wizards are gathering in secret, and the whole of Europe is like a powder keg about to burst. First and foremost is the land that is being contested, and we need a large number of wizards to withstand this raging onslaught. ”

"Shouldn't you go to the Ministry of Magic, then?" asked Hoffa.

"Ministry of Magic?" Indor laughed sarcastically, "those drunken people don't believe in the possibility of another world war, they think about the Golden Galleon every day, just like the guys at Gringotts......."

"You're kidding me, I just saw a wanted notice from the Ministry of Magic outside. Hoffa said.

Indor waved his hand irritably: "That's posted by the Defence Against the Dark Arts, the Department of International Affairs doesn't think so, the Minister of Magic, Hector Foley, has removed a director for this matter, what do you want me to do?"

Hoffa doesn't speak, history is always strikingly similar.

In the previous life, it was not until Chamberlain stepped down and Winston Churchill came to power that people saw the inevitability of war. Later, when Voldemort reappeared, the Ministry of Magic also did not believe in the possibility of war breaking out again, and even engraved 'I can't lie' on Harry's arm.

Indor stepped forward and grabbed Hoffa's shoulder.

"My only hope is to go to Headmaster Deppett at Hogwarts, who has always been quite supportive of us, and most of the wizards stationed on the island of Black Golan are his students. ”

Hoffa was taken aback: "Wait, you're saying that Hogwarts has always supported you. ”

"That's right, we elves are in charge of the funding, and Hogwarts has been helping us recruit wizards, a custom that has been going on for over twenty years. ”

Hoffa didn't speak, he stood up and kept moving around the room.

What Principal Armando said at the beginning of the school now seems to have a deep meaning.

(Students from the sixth grade onwards can travel to a dedicated area for Auror training after obtaining approval.) ）

I'm afraid that sending students to those specialized areas is not as simple as Auror training. These people are training wizards like soldiers.

It's funny, Hogwarts seems to have always been hawkish when it comes to the war. This time, too, and the Voldemort Wars in the future.

So why did Indor come to him this time?

Hoffa had already guessed the answer, and he thought of what he had seen on the hunting ground after his last flying lesson—the destruction of Hogwarts' teleportation array.

Hoffa, who was dangling, stood still, looking at Intor with blazing eyes.

"It's not like the school hasn't sent someone over for a while. ”

"That's right. ”

Indor quickly stood up, "Do you know something?"

Huo Fa said solemnly: "The school's teleportation array to the outside world has been destroyed, and I have some guesses, but I am afraid that someone is interfering with your cooperation with Hogwarts." But that's just speculation, you shouldn't come to me for this kind of thing, I'm just a first-year student. Why don't you go looking for ......"

"I'm looking for it!"

Indor said irritably, "I looked for it, but all of a sudden everyone in Hogwarts couldn't be reached. I can't apparilate to Hogwarts, where there is so much protective magic, I can only come here to find you. ”

"What about Dumbledore, how have you looked for Dumbledore?" Hoffa's first thought was Dumbledore.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Idor heard Dumbledore, he immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"Albus Dumbledore?

"I didn't look for him, I knew him, but I didn't trust him very much. His relationship with the dark wizard Gellert Grindelwald is ambiguous. Grindelwald is in Germany right now, and I'm not going to go to him. ”

Hoffa sat down slowly with a frown, his fingers tapping on the table, a key factor he had overlooked.

Grindelwald, Dumbledore's lifelong friend and lover.

Before the Dark Lord Tom Riddle grew up, he was one of the most feared Dark Wizards of his time, arguably the first Dark Lord.

Moreover, he also has the Elder Wand, one of the three major deathly holy weapons, in his hand, and his strength should not be underestimated at all. There was a reason why Indor didn't trust Dumbledore.

After thinking for a moment, Hoffa asked, "Then what are you asking me to come for?"

Indor immediately said, "Take me to Hogwarts Castle, I must meet Headmaster Armando Duppert." ”

Hoffa was shocked, and he couldn't help but ask again.

"What do you say?"

"Take me to the school to find Principal Dupet. ”

"I'll take you to the school and find the principal!?"

Hoffa pointed to his nose and asked word by word with wide eyes.

Indor: "That's right. ”

"Farewell. ”

Hoffa turned his head and walked out.

He didn't expect the goblin to make such a request to himself, and bring someone into the castle without permission? Or is this kind of thing impossible when he is only in the first year! Hogwarts is a closed school, and students must sign a guardian to enter and leave Hogsmeade. Dumbledore couldn't be Headmaster 50 years later, let alone during the Dippet period.

Indor hurriedly grabbed Hoffa, "Eh, don't go!"

Hoffa was furious.

"Do you know how strict our school rules are? Do you know how much risk I took when I came out to see you.

Now you're asking me to take you to Dippert, you're crazy, I'm only in the first grade, and I'm not a fart.

If they ask me where I met you, how can I explain it? Maybe I'll send you to Hogwarts to find Deppert now, and I'll be expelled from school tomorrow. Those people would break my wand, and then I would go to London to wander. ”

"That's all your imagination, your speculation!" said Indor.

"Is it really my speculation?" said Hoffa, looking at Indor.