For the next few days, despite the colder weather, the Ravenclaw common room was filled with a festive atmosphere, and everyone admired Aglaia's ability to turn the tide.

Aglaia was also immersed in the joy of pretending to be successful, and she dangled proudly every day, like a courting male peacock patrolling his territory.

Whenever she occasionally passed by Hoffa, she would deliberately bring the topic to Quidditch. The subtext seemed to say to Hoffa---Praise me, praise me again."

Hoffa couldn't have imagined how much he would hate this overjoyed peacock without Schmidt Rutloff.

Fortunately, he has gradually gotten used to all this.

If this product is low-key one day, it will be abnormal.

Of course, Hoffa wouldn't just grant her wish and really praise her.

The failure to meet the masked man has kept Hoffa in an inexplicably uneasy mood.

After the death match in the Forbidden Forest, he has made up his mind to take the initiative to do something to change the status quo and get rid of the shadow of the dark wizard.

But when it came to doing it, Hoffa found that it was not that simple.

He had returned to that society countless times, trying to find the masked man.

But it's all for nothing.

He didn't know anything about the guy, he didn't know her name, he didn't know who she was, and he didn't know how to say anything if he wanted to report it. The portrait of that community was already empty, and it was impossible to enter.

Thinking of Schmidt, who was still on the run, and thinking of the murderous attempt against him in the Forbidden Forest, Hoffa always felt a thorn and a pimple in his heart.

He's got to find that guy.

......

......

Finally, the semester is over.

On a quiet morning, Hoffa, who was left alone in his dormitory, ushered in his first Christmas break at Hogwarts.

Early in the morning, he woke up from his sleep and felt a heavy piece of stuff weigh on him.

When I got up, it turned out that the weather blanket I bought for Maya had arrived.

Hoffa got up and opened the blanket.

Suddenly, the temperature of the whole room rose a lot, and it even made people feel as dry as if they were in the desert.

On the carpet, there is brown soil, which changes colors in the sun. Depending on the strength of the sun's rays, the color of the rocks varies from dark blue, brown to red.

Above the blanket were oppressive dark clouds, among which there was a muffled thunder.

In the middle of the desert under the thunder are columnar cacti, on which miniature owls hide. The cactus forest is home to some of the Western Hemisphere wild boars, sand turtles, large scorpions, rattlesnakes that rattlesnake and the fearsome large venomous lizard.

A completely scaled-down version of Arizona's climate.

Hoffa was very satisfied, and he had bought it from Joey Owl in Diagon Alley not long ago.

After reading the weather blanket, Hoffa was about to take it to Maya, only to find two small boxes under the blanket.

This made Hoffa feel a little strange, he had no Christmas habits and did not expect to receive gifts from others.

Could it be that someone still gave him a gift?

Putting down the blanket, Hoffa opened the two boxes on the ground.

The first box was paper, crumpled, and still stained with snow, as if it had been sent from far away. When I opened the box, I saw a letter inside.

There were only a few small words on the letter.

Indor, private enlightenment.

Opened letters. The letter contained only two thin sheets of paper.

The first piece of paper.

Merry Christmas, Hoffa, I hope you are doing well. Forgive me for not saying goodbye last time, I didn't dare to contact you with earrings. Because Hogwarts still hasn't found anyone who destroyed the teleportation array, it's not safe now.

Goshak and I made a deal to move the teleportation circle from the hunting ground to the observatory. But I'm not sure if this works. Because even Hogwarts help can't stop the spread of war.

The outside world is not very good, and I have moved to New York, USA. If you have time in the future, you can come to New York to see me.

Indor.

In addition, Schmidt may still be in the UK, so you must be more careful, he has strange abilities. Never leave the confines of the school. 】

Hoffa read the first letter and pulled out the second note.

It wasn't a note, it was a ticket.

The ticket depicts a scenic and lively port, as well as glass buildings and drifting bottles on the beach.

Port Thames, London, England----- Port of Manhattan, New York, USA.

(You can board the boat at any time with this ticket)

After reading Indor's Christmas gift to himself, Hoffa pursed his lips and couldn't laugh or cry a little,

A ferry ticket?

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Red and Andy in the Shawshank Redemption.

The other party is Andy, and after escaping from prison, don't you forget to give yourself a ferry ticket while you are in prison? It's really chic, but I've pitted myself so much, and I still want to find you by myself, what beauty you think, Indor.

However, receiving the other party's letter finally made Hofa's resentment against him disappear a little.

You know, every time he thinks of the pit goblins these days, he grits his teeth with hatred.

After collecting the letter and the ticket, he couldn't help but turn his gaze to another box on the ground.

The box is delicate compared to Indor's rough packaging, which is made of mahogany and inlaid with a strange silver pattern.

After turning over the box for a long time, he didn't find a signature, so Hoffa opened it with curiosity.

Inside the box was a blue gargling cup with a moving mountain monster painted on it. The mountain monster actually took a cup and rinsed his mouth by the river. A stupid look.

Hoffa's face suddenly became a little ugly.

He shoved the cup back into the box, then tucked it under the bed, swearing never to touch it once in his life.

After checking the gifts, Hoffa went out with his blanket in his pocket.

Outside the common room, snowflakes swirl outside the windows, beating against the frozen window lattices. The railings of the stairs were covered with holly and metal foil, the helmets of the armor were flickering with everlasting candles, and the hallways were hung with large bunches of mistletoe at intervals.

Hoffa thought he had to go to the treehouse in the woods to meet Joey, but he thought too much.

When he reached the foyer, he found Joey alone waving his wand and carrying the Christmas tree into the auditorium, and he had already moved eleven of them.

"Joey. ”

Hoffa startled Joey when he emerged from under the mistletoe.

Joey was a little unnatural, "What are you doing here, I didn't have a gift for you." ”

"It's okay, you can save it and bring me to Mormonism as compensation when I am an adult. ”

"That's enough!" said Joey, annoyed, "we've talked about it, so don't blaspheme my faith anymore, okay? ”

Hoffa laughed, and when he was done, he gave Joey the blanket in his hand.

"Okay, here's for you, go back and take care of Maya, and if you need help, you can write to me. ”

Joey took the blanket, and before he could open it, Hoffa disappeared under the mistletoe.

.......

.......

After giving the things to Joey, Hoffa didn't rush back to the common room.

He had one more important thing to do.

Go to the Society Tower at Hogwarts.

He has been doing this for more than half a month.

For Hoffa, finding the masked man is the most vital goal at the moment.

The enemy is in the dark, and it is already in the light, and this feeling makes him extremely uncomfortable.

To get to the club tower, you have to go through the school auditorium, when passing the auditorium. He saw Tom Riddle with his arms crossed in front of the Great Hall doorway, talking to a couple of green-robed Slytherins.

He chuckled as Hoffa passed by, "Merry Christmas, Hoffa." ”

Receiving a blessing from the future Voldemort, Hoffa was not happy at all.

He replied mechanically, "You too, Tom." ”

It was cold and snowy outside the window. A silence as thick as snow on the ground enveloped the entire club tower, which was much more deserted than usual as two-thirds of the students had returned.

Out of an abundance of caution, Hoffa blessed himself with an illusion charm when he came here. He wasn't sure if the Illusion Charm had any effect on the masked man, though.

Follow the tower all the way to the corner.

Not a single person appeared on the road, and even the surrounding oil paintings were empty.

Eventually, when Hoffa arrived at his destination.

It's no different from what I saw every day for the past half a month.

Inconspicuous corners, empty paintings.

Hoffa spun around twice and was not surprised by a day of nothing.

With or without it, he decided to come once a day.

He was ready to go back to the common room.

However, as he walked down the stairs and turned the corner, he saw a completely unexpected visitor.

It was an old man in a gray robe. He was hunched at the waist, the top of his head was half-protruding, and his eyes were gloomy.

Armando Duppert

He is currently the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

The moment he saw him, he saw that Principal Dippet also turned his head and looked straight towards his hidden place.

Hofa secretly said that it is not good, more is better than less. He was stealthy to guard against the masked man, but he didn't want to be pulled by the principal for questioning.

He didn't hesitate to enter the ghost wandering state.

Principal Dippert's brow furrowed.

It was about five or six seconds before he rubbed his eyes.

"It's old. ”

He muttered, brushing shoulders with Hoffa in the shadows.

Hoffa almost broke out in a cold sweat, could it be that seeing through stealth is the basic ability of the Headmaster of Hogwarts?

The invisibility cloak of Harry Potter in later generations did not seem to have much effect on Dumbledore.

However, before Hofa could sigh more about the headmaster's strong eyesight.

What the other party was holding in his hand attracted Hoffa's attention.

Armando Duppet walked forward with his hands in his hands, but in his right hand he was holding a bouquet of flowers.

A bouquet of fresh violets.