Since Taras didn't want to stay, he couldn't force it.

Hoffa glanced at the fleshy eyeballs in the distance, and then at the half-closed eyes on the back of his hand.

It's time to go back.

As if sensing his intentions, the maggot giant roared anxiously. Before it could complete the fusion, it stumbled through the rickety figures on the countless stone bridges, and chased after it with a very ghostly posture.

Hoffa turned his head to see the guy behind him on all fours, and thought to himself that Joey was a who was not inferior to Indor.

What kind of sin have I created, I have never met a normal person in my life! Why should everyone pit themselves once?

He retracted his wand as he ran.

The consumption of mana from several successive Transfigurations is also huge, and he can't overdraw his mana now. God knows what will happen once you fall down with a headache.

Seeing that Hoffa was disarmed, the maggot monster became faster, and in the run, it gradually turned into an oversized version of Hoffa.

Those ugly maggots even imitated his running posture, vividly.

Hoffa's legs are less than a tenth of its length. As he ran, countless black shadows on the bridge were knocked out in all directions. Howling miserably.

Turning his head slightly, seeing that he was about to be overtaken, Hoffa's heart became more and more anxious.

But at this moment.

A shrill chirp was heard in the distance.

A loud bang followed, and the sound almost didn't deafen Hoffa's ears.

Turning his head, in the void, a bird-like electric light came in an instant.

It was enveloped in unparalleled power, piercing directly through the maggot giant's chest.

The maggot giant didn't even scream, and was scattered by the lightning and rolled down like a torrent of mud.

The intense arc of electricity pulsed on the ground, making Hoffa's scalp tingle.

But he wasn't hurt.

As the maggots dispersed, a figure slowly walked over from the electric light, a young and unusually handsome man.

He had a human body, but at the same time he was covered in shiny scales and gold streaks.

"Sorry for being late. The man said politely.

"I'm not human, and I have to go to the front to get permission from the guards to enter the bridge, otherwise I'll never be able to fly into the sky again. ”

Watching the man slowly approach, the electric light on his body slowly disappeared.

He was unclothed, gray-haired, golden-eyed, and muscular enough to pierce the eyes.

"Tower, Taras.....?"

Hofa's eyes widened, he couldn't connect this unusually handsome man with the dying Thunderbird in the Forbidden Forest before.

"That was my last life's name. ”

The man nodded, "I remember you, aren't you a kid in that magic school, why did you come here?"

The unusually handsome man looked at Hoffa and said gently, "It's too reckless, this is not the place for you to be." Wizards have wizard rules, and the living have a world of living people. If I'm a little late, you might be devoured by the abyssal worms. ”

bugs?

Hoffa pointed to the people around him who were carrying stone tablets.

"These ......?"

"It's all poor people who can't bear to abandon the past, and their desires and obsessions haunt them, and this is the path they have chosen. ”

Taras shook his head: "You don't want to follow them. ”

Hoffa was stunned for a few seconds before remembering his mission.

"By the way, Joey asked me to come to you. ”

Hofa stared at an electrocuted twitching maggot on the ground and said, "He told me to tell you, I hope you can ......"

"Don't forget him, huh?"

Taras tilted his head and interrupted Hoffa.

Hoffa nodded, "That's right. ”

"What a mess, Joey. The unusually handsome man sighed.

"Sending his soul into the underworld at will, he will lose his life like this. ”

"Do you keep a memory, then? about Joey. ”

Hoffa looked up at Taras, his gaze focused on his shoulder. (The other party's smooth and calm made him a little embarrassed)

Taras shook his head slowly but firmly.

"Joey wanted me to remember him, wanted me to go back, I understood. There is no greater human suffering than being forgotten by a loved one. But there is nothing new under the sun, and if you don't learn to forget, how can you accept a new life calmly. ”

"Uh...... Don't you have a choice? Like Phoenix. Hoffa asked, puzzled, wondering why a creature would refuse eternal life.

"The phoenix is different from us, it is a witness to history, and we are only participants, for the Thunderbird, freedom is more important than eternal life. Only by overcoming the ultimate fear can we attain the purest freedom of life. ”

Hoffa didn't understand the other party's words, maybe his own realm was not enough.

However, he was only a messenger, and since the word had arrived, he had nothing more to say.

"Well, I'm leaving. Hoffa whispered, intending to turn and leave.

"Wait a minute. ”

The handsome man stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Hoffa turned.

"Is your magic enough?"

As soon as Hoffa heard his words, he realized that his magic power was nearly exhausted in the process of continuously using Transfiguration.

Hoffa shook his head, "Not much. ”

Taras smiled: "You are also the most peculiar wizard I have ever seen, your mental power is terrifying, and even the cold wind of Helheim cannot destroy you." But the magic power is pitiful, not even half of that of a normal wizard of the same age. ”

Hoffa .......

Taras pointed to the bridge: "Without magic, you can't drive away the worms of desire, they are attracted to your life and will be endlessly entangled. Until you fall into the same existence as them. ”

Hoffa looked around, and sure enough, the maggots that had been stunned by the electricity showed signs of awakening again, and not only that, but more and more bugs climbed onto the bridge from the abyss.

"Is there anything you can do?" asked Hoffa.

Taras nodded: "It's also a shame that you ran away, it just so happened that I ended my life early, and there are still some residual strength, which is useless, you can take it." Tell Joey to take good care of my offspring. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly stepped forward and reached out to grab Hoffa's palm.

"Go back, and find a way to improve your magic when you have time. ”

With a crackling of electricity.

He gave Hoffa a hard push.

A surge of energy spread from Hoffa's left hand to his body, and his eyes widened in horror as he had never experienced before.

He even felt like he could do anything he wanted.

He wanted to say goodbye to Taras, but before he could say anything, Taras smiled and waved at him one last time, and in an instant he turned into a flash of lightning and disappeared into the sky.

Hoffa was full of explosive power, and a golden glint flashed in his eyes.

He turned and stepped along. In the blink of an eye, he ran a distance of several tens of meters.

It's a great feeling.

Seeing that the eyes on the back of his hand were about to close, Hoffa ran with all his might, crossing the straight stone bridge at a speed of a hundred times.

But in the same way, there were more and more maggots crawling out from under the stone bridge, and the monsters formed by countless maggots wanted to possess Hoffa and occupy his soul.

The closer you get to the Giant Eye, the more ugly monsters there are. In the end, it was like an army.

They desperately resisted the electric light, and hundreds of them pounced on Hoffa.

Hoffa's forward thrust slowed.

But he was not afraid, the surging magic in his body filled Hoffa's heart with the desire to be wild and fight, and there was even a trace of inexplicable bestiality surging in it.

He raised his hand and held it, and his wand quickly lengthened and grew larger between the boiling power of the mana, it was more than two meters, more than five meters. More than ten meters, and with no signs of stopping.

In the end, the wand turned into a forty-meter-long charged greatsword, and he dragged the hilt of the sword to run with all his might, finally drawing a magnificent arc.

All living beings within a radius of forty meters were cut in two by him.

Unfortunately, he only had a second before the magic that Taras had given him was unleashed. Then, the unhindered Hoffa crashed head-on into the huge eye.

Disappeared into the pupils.

After Hoffa's eyes passed, the flesh-related eye slowly closed, turning into dust in the cold wind of Helheim.

......

......

Walk through layers of space again.

......

......

As if in an absurd and bizarre dream, Hoffa's eyes without dark eyes gradually became normal.

A flash of lightning crackled in his eyes, and then fell silent.

He smelled the scent of dead grass and felt the softness of the dirt beneath his cheeks. The Scottish autumn chill is clear at this moment.

Hoffa barely got up from the ground, rubbing his temples.

From time to time, there was a real pain in his head, and the pain told Hoffa that he had overdrawn his magic.

He felt something more on the back of his hand.

When he looked down, he found that the bloody eye on the back of his hand was gone, replaced by a faint golden line, very faint, as if it was drawn with gold dust, and it was impossible to see it without looking carefully. The lines are like an eagle, but they are very symmetrical. The pattern is also very simple.

Just when Hoffa was curious about what this pattern was.

A man burst out of the corner, grabbed Hoffa's shoulders sharply, and looked at him with a look of hope.

"Well, did he promise to come back?"

It's Joey.

Hoffa came back to his senses, looked at Joey, then at the huge bird corpse next to him, shook his head regretfully, and slowly relayed Taras's last words to Joey.

As Hoffa narrates, the excitement on Joey's face fades into irrepressible sadness.

When Hoffa had finished speaking, he stood in silence for a long time, holding the eggs.

A cold wind blew through the leaves of the Forbidden Forest, and finally, the gloomy old man let out a long sigh and muttered softly, "I expected this, death is a game for the brave, Taras, I am still too far behind you......."

Hoffa didn't know how to comfort Joey, so he remained silent. But Joey quickly regained his emotions.

He patted Hoffa on the shoulder and said sincerely, "It's hard for you, you're the bravest Ravenclaw I've ever met." ”

Brave?

Heh, Hoffa rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that you were going to tell me to go to the underworld at the beginning, and I wouldn't go if I broke my legs, and I wasn't cheated yet.

However, it was finally back, and a month of hard work came to an end.

Hoffa didn't want to complain to Joey about his thrilling encounter in Herham anymore, and he couldn't wait to go back to the common room and relax by the Ravenclaw fire.

He stretched out his hand: "Where's the list?" ”

Joey held the egg in one hand and pulled a crumpled piece of parchment from his pocket in the other.

"Your list, I filled in excellently. Go back, you can come to me in case of trouble, don't offend the higher-ups at Hogwarts, they won't joke with you. ”

Hoffa took the parchment, and sure enough, in the top of the parchment, there was a big red tick, and at the bottom there was Joey's signature and wax stamp.

Hoffa was satisfied with the parchment and put it in his arms.

After returning to the treehouse and saying goodbye to Joey, Hoffa walked towards the castle with his still somewhat aching head.

As he walked back, he looked at the strange pale gold lines on the back of his hand.

This was what Taras had left to himself in the underworld, and he had thought that the power was a one-time thing, and it was gone.

But that didn't seem to be the case now, and Hoffa wondered what it was.

Because he always felt that something was flowing from his body to this line, like he had an extra organ that could breathe.

As I was looking, I had just walked to the school gate, and the pain in my brain became even more intense.

Hoffa's face changed, no.

I didn't release my magic, why did the symptoms of overdrawing my magic get worse and worse?

The feeling of flow on the golden lines of the arms is more pronounced.

And, a strange feeling of hunger rushed over the brain.

Hungry.......

Hungry yourself?

Hoffa froze on the spot, and he looked at his arm again.

He finally knew what was going on.

This golden vein is devouring its own magic, and the speed is not ordinary fast.

Depend on!

I saw that the headache was getting worse.

Hoffa immediately crossed his knees on the ground and began to meditate.

After he began to meditate, he felt an incomparable hunger, not a physical hunger, but a magical hunger.

He didn't dare to be careless, and ran the meditation method of the Milarepa Walker over and over again, quickly recovering his magic power.

Finally, after an hour of meditation, the feeling of hunger slowly disappeared. Hoffa gritted his teeth and straightened up, he wanted to go back to the common room. Take a good look at this thing.

But before he could take two steps, the hunger pang came again.

It's like a baby waiting to be fed.

The sudden headache made Hoffa lean against the wall and clutch his head.

WTF......！

Ignoring the stunned eyes of the student next to him, Hoffa had to sit down again and continue to meditate.

In this way, every hour of meditation, Hoffa regained his magic. The pale golden tattoo would drain all the magic power from his body in a few minutes, not a dozen seconds.

And there is not the slightest sign of return.

After meditating three times in a row, the novelty and curiosity were finally swept away, replaced by anger and incomprehension.

At the entrance to the castle, Hoffa looked up to the sky and cursed, startling a flock of pigeons.

"Hey, you old bird, what did you leave on me!?"