Push open the door.

On top of the tower, Miranda sat cross-legged in the center of the stone pillar, as if waiting for something.

Seeing Hoffa push open the door to the Astronomy Tower, she just glanced at him coldly. She wore no glasses, her face was pale and gloomy, and her body was covered with black air.

It was a harbinger of her personality transformation.

The air was filled with the feeling of oppression that was about to come from the storm, and the dust on the ground was all suspended in the air, terrifying magic fluctuations, suffocating pressure.

Miranda ignored Hoffa, she just calmly looked at the Quidditch pitch in the distance, watching the people there.

Hoffa walked slowly to her, the pressure in the air intensified with each step, and as he stood in front of the stone pillar where Miranda was, the air was as thick as butter, making him barely breathe.

"Miranda. ”

Hoffa looked up and said, "Come back with me." ”

Her gloomy face suddenly thawed for a second, and she smiled gently, "Goshak gave you a lesson, now are you going to test the results on me?"

Hoffa shook his head and put away his wand, he raised his hands.

"Your grandfather asked me to use magic to bind you, but I always felt that was the wrong thing to do. ”

Miranda regained her gloom and said nothing.

"I don't want to fight you, Miranda, don't be willful, go back with me. ”

"Capricious?" Miranda sat on a high place and said calmly, "Do you know what I think? This school, from the headmaster to the professors, is full of war criminals.

They sent those innocent wizards to participate in wars, unrighteous wars that were completely meaningless. They have killed countless people, but in the end nothing has changed. I'm doing everything I can to stop this, and you say I'm just wayward, do you think I'm Drazeth?"

"It's up to us to say whether it's right or wrong, Miranda!"

Pushing the furious magical energy in the air, Hoffa said, "The conflict of wizards will not end, and neither will the conflict of humans. It's not something you can stop. ”

Miranda turned her head slowly, her expression changing, sometimes regretful and painful, sometimes cold and gloomy.

Hoffa stood still, waiting, waiting for Miranda to triumph over the other personality.

Unfortunately, the girl in front of her finally stopped being entangled, her expression fluctuations gradually disappeared, and she became the same as that night, gloomy and pale.

The surrounding spiritual force field changed abruptly, and Hoffa felt that his spiritual force field was drastically compressed.

He knew that the other party was no longer Miranda, and she had become a different person.

It stood up, looking at Hoffa under its collar, playing with its wand. It asks:

"I want to destroy this school, do you have a problem?"

"Yes. ”

"What does it have to do with you? I can take you to better places. ”

"It's where I go to school, it's that simple. ”

"Even if it becomes a pawn. ”

"My choice has nothing to do with you. ”

Miller was silent for a moment, then threw his wand to the ground like garbage.

In this second, the pressure in the air increased sharply, Hoffa's shoulders were short, and every inch of the observatory's ground cracked as if it had been hit by a giant hammer.

The other party's face blurred, and only the mouth disappeared from his facial features, and Miller opened his ten fingers.

"Bach, do you know what you're living for? The dark nova will slowly rise, he will bring unprecedented changes to the world, I will give you one last chance......"

Hoffa: "Shut up, Nietzsche!"

The silence lasted for a second.

Tick.

"Phosphorus fire bullet!" it flicked its hand, and the blue high-temperature fireball quickly formed, heading straight for the door of Hoffa.

Without hesitation, Hoffa retreated into a ghostly streak, and behind him, a violent explosion caused the entire tower to shake.

Looking at the gray world, everything around it is in chaos and madness in the explosion. Miller stood on a high place, his robe dancing wildly, immovable.

The wand turned into a giant lion's head in Hoffa's hands. At his feet, rows of stone steps supported him, running higher and higher.

Miller tilted his head when he saw Hoffa disappear, and he disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Phantom Spell?

Hoffa stared coldly ahead, it had disappeared into the real world, but it had not been able to disappear into the shadow world. Its body, Hoffa, is clearly visible in the gray and white world.

Striding forward, faster and faster.

Hoffa slammed his fist into its lower abdomen, causing it to bend down and knock it out of its stealth state without sparing.

But this time, it was completely less fragile than before, and it grabbed Hoffa's arm fiercely, and his head slammed into each other!

It was like being hit by a boulder, and he flew directly out of three meters and fell off the stone pillar. The sharp bulge of the gloves dragged a scratch on the ground.

Damn it!

Hofa groggily got up from the ground, wiped his nosebleed, and the meditation method worked quickly, waking him up from his dizziness.

The guy on the stone pillar jumped down and fell to the ground with a bang, like a body made of steel.

It stepped forward and strode in. But Hoffa glared sideways, stretched out his fingers into a fist.

Shattered Grip!

Rumble!

Two massive stone slabs lifted off the ground, slamming Miller in between.

The suppression lasted only for a moment, and the slate cracked into countless lines, and then exploded with a bang. It was as if Hoffa was not controlling a person, but a package of high explosives.

The exploding wind made Hoffa couldn't help but take three steps back in a row, and he secretly said that it was not good. It's the wrong person.

Sure enough, in the next second, there was a whisper in my ear.

"Are you still looking around?"

The real Miller was already behind him.

Its entire right arm turned into an ice spear, stabbing hard.

Hoffa's pupils shrank into pinpoint tips, and the gloves on his arms quickly turned into sharp shields.

Boom!

Contradictions.

Hofa was able to block the dangerous blow.

"Do you have enough magic?" During the confrontation, Miller stared at Hoffa.

Hoffa grinned.

Ghost Walk!

Unable to retract his strength, the spear passed through Hoffa's body and smashed into the ground.

Miller sped back and began the countdown.

However, in the shadow world, Hoffa did not hesitate to pour a mouthful of recovery potion, and the violent potion entered his body, like a needle of magical adrenaline.

The moment he walked out of the shadow world, Miller folded his hands.

Countless rubbles flew on the ground, and snake heads drilled out of the ground, trying to entangle Hoffa, but Hoffa escaped into the shadows in the next second.

Miller was completely unaware that Hoffa had used two Ghost Walks in a row. He reacted very quickly, and immediately withdrew his magic with a wave of his hand.

"Triple Iron Guard!"

A platoon of ironclad guards descended from the sky, trying to stop Hoffa's surprise attack.

Moves with old.

This time, he didn't wait for the three ironclad guards to close their shields.

With a wave of his hand, Hoffa's wand turned into a soft whip full of barbs, which lightningly pierced through the void and through the gaps in the shield, binding Miller in layers.

Immobilize him.

Hoffa walked out of the ghost, and the two were ten meters apart.

The wand changes the steel whip and collapses straight.

"Don't try to control me!"

Miller roared, and it burned with pale flames. The rubble beneath its feet is burned into reddish magma.

The furious magic caused Hoffa's hair and clothes to start scorching and bending, and Hoffa felt the pain coming from his wand, and it couldn't suppress the other party a little.

Hold on, man!

Hoffa clenched his whip, his eyes widening suddenly, and his meditation method worked.

The spirit quickly penetrates into the ground.

Shattered Grip!

Rumble!

The debris on the surface of the observatory surged, and a pair of stone hands mixed with magma pierced out of the ground, and one stone hand grabbed Miller, and the stone hand was shattered by Miller's mental force field in an instant.

But then two, three, four, five...... 10 ...... Twenty!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Thick smoke and dust filled the room.

Countless double stone hands were layered on top of each other, and Miller was fiercely suppressed. It was crushed under the boulder, and only one head could be seen.

It's trapped.

Hoffa coughed twice, withdrew his wand, poured another spell of magic recovery potion, and slowly walked towards Miller under the gravel dozens of meters high.

"You've learned all the magic of your master. Firmly bound, Miller said hoarsely, "Worthy of a shapeshifting genius." ”

"That's enough, Miranda, don't sink any more, it's not right!" said Hoffa, pale.

"That's not right..... Hum. Miller laughed strangely, and his voice was like a cuckoo crying blood.

"You!" Miller struggled with his head down.

The group of boulder hands nearly ten meters tall began to sway, and they were unable to suppress Miller. Hoffa's eyes widened, horrified.

"Why are you standing on the moral high ground and pointing fingers at me....." Miller growled hoarsely.

"Do you know what I've been through!!"

With a roar, it suddenly looked up and looked sharply at Hoffa. The stone hand pieces on the body were shattered one by one.

The dark spiritual force field is overwhelming.

Rumble!!

Hoffa felt like he had been hit by a speeding locomotive!

Miller pounced, and the whole person turned into a black shadow, holding Hoffa firmly to the ground.

The violent concussion made Hoffa's eyes darken, and the other party directly dragged his spirit into the illusion.

At this moment, the spiritual force fields of the two wizards were intertwined.

The dark energy of the tide dragged Hoffa down.

Again, it was as if he was walking in a lightless corridor, and as if he was walking on the depths of the sea, with no hope, despair, depression, and darkness in sight. There is a two-faced man in front of him.

"Want to know the truth?"

The two-faced man, who was crying and laughing, asked.

Hoffa couldn't speak, his consciousness blurred by intense dark nightmares.

The spiritual force fields of the two were entangled and fell into a broken, old and dark street.

(Here, Hoffa sees a handsome middle-aged man kneeling on one knee in front of a little girl, who is none other than Grindelwald.)

Grindelwald: "To know the truth, you have to make sacrifices." Are you willing to put an end to all conflicts?"

Miranda: "Let's get started. ”）

Grindelwald placed his palm on Miranda's head, and the scene was quickly enveloped in inky darkness, and Hoffa fell in the darkness again.

(This time, he crashes atop a small island that he previously saw in the Book of Spells.) Unlike the last time I saw it, this time, the situation suddenly reversed, and it was Grindelwald bound high in the sky by rubble.

He was restrained, but he still laughed: "Wizards are still human after all, and it is better to control human beings than dead things like magic, right?"

Dippet: "What the hell are you trying to say?" ”

"I want to say. Grindelwald smiled, "Goodbye." ”

As his voice fell.

A flash of silver light flashed.

A sharp knife came from an unknown place, piercing Armando Dupet's right rib.

In the splattering of blood, Dippet turned his head in shock, and the crowd screamed.

"No !!"

A figure stood behind Dippet and stabbed him through his body with a sharp knife.

"Your ideas are too outdated, Professor. ”

The masked Nemon said calmly. ）

Before Hofa had the slightest time to be terrified.

He fell again.

(This time, it's so dark that the black fog of the scene is almost invisible, and there are only two people in the black fog.)

Nimmon: "Father, England is not the place you should be. All of my actions are for the sake of my family. ”

Adebe Goshak: "Everything I do is for the benefit of more people and for the sake of world order. ”

With that, Goshak raised his wand to his son. ）

All the images disappear completely.

Hoffa's mental force field was also completely eroded by darkness, as if he had become a young Miranda at this moment, and had experienced this extremely dark past with her.

The two-faced man lay on Hoffa's back and whispered, "See, no, in this chaotic, crazy world, my father, my family...... are all victims, victims of wizarding conflicts...... Now, you can still say it in front of me with a high-sounding sound. You know me..... Is it wrong to say I'm wrong?"

"Do you dare to say that my actions are wrong...... I am not wrong...... The conflict of wizards must be stopped, at all costs......"

Gradually, Miller, the Faceling's voice drifted away.

Return to nothingness.

There is only darkness around!

It's so thick that it can't be dissolved!

Negative energies rushed like a tidal wave against his soul, his body. The pressure was mounting so much that he couldn't breathe, as if he was falling in the bottomless Mariana Trench.

He finally understood everything.

Why Goshawk chose to hide it from himself.

He finally understood why he had been avoiding the topic for so long.

He also knows why Intor is so angry with Goshawk.

Goshak killed his own son with his own hands.

Because of the war.

Because of betrayal.

Because of the conflict between wizards.

In affection and position.

He chose a side, he chose a school.

Hoffa finally understands that it is not his grandfather who Miranda hates, not even Hogwarts.

What she loathed was the war itself, the conflict between wizards.

The shadow of the past haunted her, and she couldn't get rid of it.

The little girl was like a monster she had seen at the bridge of Helheim, hunched on a heavy stone monument and struggled forward.

He understood everything, understood what Miranda hated the most.

But this time, he didn't flinch in the slightest. There was no sympathy for Miranda, and there was no wavering because of the other party's words.

A powerful spiritual fire burned in the sea of knowledge, and he thought of what the Thunderbird had said to him in the underworld. If you don't let go of the past, how can you calmly face a new life.

This time, he finally understood Taras's choice.

More than a year of life flashed by like a mirror image.

Hoffa forcibly opened his mouth from the nightmare's entanglement, and said softly:

"M.... Orchid..... Reach...."

With every word he spoke, he felt his tongue weigh like a thousand pounds.

"Although...... Your past is very dark, extremely dark!"

"But ......"

Hoffa swallowed.

"But. ”

He clenched his wand tremblingly, and lightning began to appear, then crackling from his left hand to his body.

"But!"

Hoffa snapped open his electric eyes.

Rich and dark in the spiritual world.

A flash of light suddenly appeared!

"But!Miranda!!"

Hoffa snarled.

That light turned into an electrified giant sword more than forty meters long in an instant!

He raised his sword aloft and shouted with all his might:

"People!!"

"It's living in the moment!!!"