Shocked and furious by the unexplained disappearance of her friends, Aglaia was silent for about thirty seconds before she finally walked over and grabbed Fatil by the collar.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

"Spiritual dreams. ”

Fatil snapped his daughter's fingers: "Just now we were covered by a certain wizard's spiritual force field, and we were affected by his spirit. The rest of the team is afraid that they have been assimilated by its spirit. ”

"What do you mean?"

"When a wizard's spirit is strong enough to influence the environment around him, it can even make your mind synchronize with it. ”

Fatil looked at the castle on the other side of the lake and muttered, "There are not many beings with this kind of power. ”

Spiritual dreams...

Aglaia suddenly remembered that she had been turned into a rabbit during her summer vacation. And now, all the classmates have been turned into animals by people.

Transfiguration, Dragon.....

She seemed to feel something vaguely, but it was vague, not real at all.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "What does this guy want to do, why did he take the students and the dragon away?"

"You ask me how do I know, is that person me?"

After saying coldly, Fatil walked to the fire, quickly packed up his equipment and luggage, and looked like he was ready to go on the road.

"What are you going to do?" asked Aglaia.

"I'm going to get those students back right away. Fatil did not raise his head: "This is my responsibility." ”

"Take me with you. Aglaia said immediately.

Fatil, who was packing up his equipment, was stunned, he looked up at Aglaia, and found that the other party's face was full of seriousness.

He shook his head, "You get out of here first." It's not something you can mix into. ”

"Where am I going to get out of here?"

"Go home. Aglaia, go home. ”

Fatil looked at the darkness around him and said categorically: "Let your mother send you to the United States, never go back to Europe." ”

"You're dead to this heart. ”

Aglaia refused without thinking about it.

Fatil stared at her unrelentingly: "Obedient, don't be so stubborn, you can be a child in this matter." ”

Child.......

Aglaia was stunned for a moment, and the back of her fist suddenly became green. There was a hint of sarcasm on her face:

"Do you think that it makes you feel good to send me alone to a so-called safe place, and then do it yourself here?"

Fatil's expression was slightly stunned.

Aglaia: "You've been teaching at Hogwarts for two months, you haven't said a word to me, and now my friends have been captured. You're pretending to be a good father. What the hell is going on in your mind?"

Fatil fought in silence.

"Oh, I see. ”

Aglaia folded her arms and said with some sarcasm: "Usually you don't talk to me much because you are afraid that it will cause dissatisfaction among other students, and you are afraid that your ideal stability will be destroyed, right?"

Fatil rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and sighed:

"You're a very clever witch, but Europe isn't for you right now, and your little cleverness won't be of any use in such a war-torn place. Be obedient, go home, and ask your mother to send you to North America......"

"I'll remind you once. ”

Aglaia directly interrupted Fatil: "You and I have only met twice. It's only been two months since I've been together, and I've said no more than 30 words in my life.

"So ......"

The girl's eyes narrowed.

"Don't judge my life, I know how I have to live. ”

The forest was pitch black, and when there were some empty trees, there would be crackling droplets of water falling from them, and it would be cold to the neck.

The two in the forest were locked in a standoff, and for the first time in two months, they were actually facing their most immediate relatives. only to find that no one could convince anyone.

After a while, Fatil muttered, "You and your mother are really ......"

"Don't play me the emotional card. ”

Aglaia interrupted her father again.

"My idea is to write to the Ministry of Magic or the school first, I think there must be a conspiracy behind the loss of the dragon and the students, and we need human support. ”

"Nope. ”

Fatil simply refused: "There is no one I trust outside, not one." ”

"Unreasonable, I can't write to my mother?"

"No, she has nothing to do with it, don't involve her. ”

Aglaia: "And what about your plan?"

"There's no plan, I'll look for it, although that guy just now affected your spirit, but at the moment of the fight, I also left a beacon on my body, and he couldn't escape my tracking. ”

"Really?"

"You can choose not to believe it. ”

Aglaia pouted: "It's quite funny, but if you don't look for help, what if you can't beat it?" There are only two of us." ”

Fatil: "If a wizard's spiritual power is extreme to this extent, then his physical body will inevitably be extremely weak, this is the way of heaven. As long as its physical body is found and destroyed, this spiritual force field will naturally collapse. ”

......

......

At this moment, in the castle, Hoffa sat in the center of the hall, looking at the green flames flickering above his head, and his golden eyes were as dim as dust.

Around him, countless men and women swayed and danced in a carnival, and the party of young people was carried out, and the sound was noisy and harsh.

He didn't like this kind of indulgent entertainment, which stressed him out and exhausted him.

An unknown Gryffindor girl squeezed up to him and handed him a glass of oak wine, "Do you want to dance?"

Hoffa frowned in disgust, then he took the wine and drank it with a stiff smile. The smile was like a mask on his face, hard and fragile.

"No, I have a dance partner. He said.

"Hey, where?" the girl asked.

"She went to the bathroom. ”

Hoffa prevaricated: "I'll be back in a while." ”

"Cut. The girl pouted, got up and left.

After a while, another girl sat down and asked him, "Do you want to dance.....?"

Before Hoffa could answer, William leaned over and put him on the girl's shoulder: "Dude... Don't be like that, just relax when it's time to relax. Don't be too restrained, the headmaster is not here today...... Hiccup......"

His Halloween makeup, I don't know if it was washed off or licked off. It doesn't look like a human or a ghost.

Huo Fa's face was slightly cold: "You had a lot of fun." ”

William was stunned: "Why don't you let yourself have a good time?"

This sentence made Hoffa a little unbearable, and he pushed William and the girl away, and walked quickly out of the hall under the somewhat inexplicable eyes of the fanatics.

As he walked out of the hall, the expression on his face quickly changed from a smile to a tired one.

He thought that he could use the contraction of the muscles in his face to bring about a change in his mood, so that he could integrate into the carnival of the students around him.

But it was in vain.

He felt a biting loneliness under the mask.

Loneliness in the crowd.

He couldn't help but wonder, is this kind of school what he once fantasized about?

He even wondered if everything he had done for this school was worth it.

Why, after getting used to the magic of magic, here is not much different from an ordinary European secondary school.

He was eager to find a place to read a book in peace. He was eager to chat with Miranda, and he even began to miss the days of adventures with Aglaia.

While Aglaia's favorite thing to do is to cause trouble for him, and his favorite thing is to cause him a lot of trouble out of thin air, now he'd rather go back to the first year and go toe-to-toe with her in the Potions classroom.

The brazier on the wall made his face flicker, and his shadow pulled at the wall behind him. After walking to the seventh floor, his depressed mood improved slightly.

And at this moment, a subtle whisper came from his ear.

"Hmph, pretentious....."

"Who's talking?"

Hofa was startled and turned his head to look around, but he didn't hear anything. After noticing his eyes, the lady in the oil painting consciously closed her mouth and looked at him curiously.

I don't know if it's because he drank too much in the hall, the corridor and magic staircase in front of him fluctuated like water ripples, and some colorful colors flowed on the stairs, like a Wanhua mirror, and it was beautiful in a flash.

Hoffa rubbed his eyes, and the fluctuation slowly faded away. He hurriedly checked his spiritual sense. Everything is normal, no strange faces appear.

"Did you drink too much.....

Hoffa muttered. "These damn guys. ”

Then, in the whispers of a crowd of paintings, he walked up the narrow bridge and came to the Ravenclaw eagle ring, which spread its wings:

More important than life

More terrifying than death

The poor are abandoned

The rich have always been pursuing

The miser is willing to give

but the spendthrift will keep

......

After the eagle ring finished the riddle, it began to wait in place.

Hoffa was stumped by this question, and Eagle Ring had never asked such a difficult question. Generally speaking, the more unwelcome the Eagle Ring, the more difficult the questions will be. Isn't the Eagle Ring not welcoming itself at all......

He rubbed his head and spun around the narrow bridge, trying to figure out the answer to the riddle.

More important than life

More terrifying than death

The poor are abandoned

The rich have always been pursuing

The miser is willing to give

but the spendthrift will keep

......

Hell, what the hell is this riddle?

He thought to himself that it would be nice if Aglaia was by his side now, she had never been stumped by any riddles.

Just when he was puzzled, a faint question came from beside him: "What's wrong with you?" I can feel that you are very entangled. ”

As soon as Hoffa turned around, he saw a young man about his own size standing behind him, with the same Ravenclaw blue and blue robes as himself, black hair, and black eyes. Looks ordinary.

"Can't you guess the riddle of the Eagle Ring?"

The strange boy asked.

Hoffa looked at each other, thought for a long time, and realized that he had never seen each other, and there were very few people in Ravenclaw. If you've seen it, you should be more or less impressed.

"I can't guess. ”

Hoffa shook his head, "You know again?"

"I don't know, I've always been stupid. ”

The young man said in a loud voice, "But speaking of which, I prefer to go to the party downstairs, it will make me happier." ”

"Oh, that's right. Then you have fun. ”

Hoffa turned his head and continued to look at the Eagle Ring, guessing the answer to the unknown puzzle.

However, the young man reluctantly stuck to it, turned his head sideways and asked, "Why?"

"What, why?"

"Why do I like to play with them and you don't?"

"I didn't say I didn't like it. ”

Hoffa said casually, "I'll go back to the dormitory and get something." ”

"Do you even have to lie to yourself?"

The boy said with a grin.

Hoffa turned his head abruptly and looked at him directly, how could he look at it and think that this guy was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere. But if you think about it seriously, you can't remember it.

"Who are you?" asked Hoffa, "I haven't seen you at school." ”

"Oh, my name is Drogen Fore. ”

The boy smiled and stretched out his hand.

What a ghost name, stupid and weird. Hoffa thought to himself. He didn't intend to shake hands with this inexplicable fellow, he just wanted to go back to the common room.

"Why don't you shake my hand. ”

The boy asked seriously.

Hoffa frowned, he had never seen such an eyeless guy. Can't you see that you're not in the mood to talk to him at this time?

Seeing the young man's stubborn hand hanging in the air, out of politeness, Hoffa forcibly suppressed his displeasure, and shook him a little impatiently.

However, he tried to withdraw his hand, only to find that his palm seemed to be imprisoned by iron tongs. He twitched again, but he didn't. His eyes suddenly became solemn, he knew how strong he was, even if he was an adult Hercules, it was unlikely that he would pull himself to death like this. This is absolutely not normal.

The strange boy stepped forward and whispered in his ear, "I know what you're thinking, don't you think those people are unruly?"

With that, he removed his head from Hofa's head and stared at him with his eyes intrinsic.

"What do I want to do with your?" Hoffa grew annoyed.

"Of course it's my business. The strange boy said, "You are the spiritual pillar of our ordinary students, so I will give you three minutes, and within three minutes, go down and play with your classmates." ”

Hoffa was startled, but then, a suppressed anger rose.

"Let go. He said.

Stranger: "Go down." ”

Hoffa: "What if I say no?"

The strange boy raised his left hand and raised three sticks: "I'm doing this for your good." ”

Hoffa: "Are you sick?"

The stranger's finger turned into two: "Only this point is right, the answer is yes." ”

Hofa's face was completely gloomy, and he didn't fit in with others in the hall, and now he wanted to go back to the common room and meet inexplicable guys.

Stranger: "Why pretend to be different, you're going to be miserable." ”

Hoffa: "I won't say it a third time, get out." ”

The strange boy tilted his head slightly: "It seems that we can't communicate with words." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the strange young man's expression became fierce, exactly the same as when Hoffa beat his boss at St. Mungo's hospital.

He grabbed Hoffa's right arm and smashed him directly into the narrow bridge, the force was so great that Hoffa felt like he was being bitten by an adult fire dragon, and he was thrown high like a yo-yo, swinging across the narrow bridge and falling directly down the narrow bridge.

This shocked him, because at the second he made his move, he completely lost control of magic, and he couldn't use any ability, whether it was a ghost walk, a deformed human body, or an activated state.

The feeling of weightlessness hit him, he was like a Muggle who had fallen from a tall building, with the sound of the wind whistling in his ears, and the fear of death in his heart, everything was so real.

Just a second before he fell to the ground, he woke up in a cold sweat.

His heart was beating like a giant drum, and his chest was heaving violently, and the profuse of adrenaline made his lips dry.

It turned out to be a nightmare, and he didn't even know when he had entered the dream.

There was still a noisy hall around him, a banquet full of cups and plates, and he seemed to have walked far away, but in fact he never left a single step, and sat in the hall all the time.

There was still a wine glass in front of him, and a Gryffindor girl put her arm on his shoulder and smiled and asked, "Hey, are you dancing?"

The voice was a little distant, and Hoffa snatched the wine glass from the girl's hand, and lowered it with a shuddering head. He spilled more than half of the wine, and he didn't taste it at all.

The girl thought he had agreed to the request to dance, so she took him by the arm and pulled him to the center of the hall.

Everyone around them began to applaud.

But within a few steps, Hoffa stepped on a puddle of liquor, fell to the ground top-heavy, and smashed a row of dishes, embarrassed.

The exclamation of the surrounding students turned into laughter.

"Bach drank too much. ”

"Hey, Hoffa, get up. ”

"Dude, don't be so useless, haha. ”

The boys and girls stepped forward and tried to pull him up.

As soon as he stood up, he had a tendency to slip again.

A great and boundless sense of fear overwhelmed him, it was the fear of spiritual death, the fear of losing oneself. The fear made him barely able to stand.

He pushed away the palm of his hand and rushed out of the hall, running towards Dumbledore's office in a daze.

"Eh, where are you going?" shouted William behind him.

"We'll go together later. ”

But Hoffa didn't answer, he had to find Dumbledore.