Osivia: "Can you stop talking?"

Sylby: "Whoever obtains this library has access to supreme wizarding power, and in the presence ......of that power, all power, wealth, and fame are at his fingertips"

Ossivia slammed him by the throat and roared, "Are you insane?

In the woods, Hoffa's heart was shocked, and he turned slowly.

I saw that Sylby had been choked by Ossivia and was about to die, and his pale face was bruised.

"You let him go. Hoffa took a few steps back.

Sylby smiled hard, and Ossivia, rarely flustered, didn't let go.

"Let him go. Hoffa sneered, "Is there any secret you can't tell, do you want to strangle him to death?"

Ossivia removed his palm in extreme annoyance.

Silkey gasped heavily, "Thank you." ”

"So, there is such a library with hundreds or thousands of forbidden spells?" Hoffa asked in disbelief.

"A thousand years ago, all. Sylby said.

Hoffa didn't speak for a moment.

Forbidden Library?

A secret that was banned thousands of years ago.

Hundreds of spells by the top wizards of ancient times.

What that meant to a wizard was something Hoffa could understand without guessing.

If such a place really exists, it is simply a blueprint of a nuclear weapon in a wizard.

Wise as Dumbledore, he was attracted to the secrets of the Death Saint in his youth, if there really was such a library. How many wizards will be attracted to fight for it?

After settling his mind, Hoffa asked again, "What does this have to do with you being hunted down?" ”

Sylby: "The Forbidden Art Library was banned a thousand years ago, and the keys were given to three families for safekeeping. But ambitious people never go away. ”

Sylby collapsed to the ground, looked at Ossivia and chuckled: "The war is about to start, everyone wants to win the war, those top wizards, top organizations, will desperately scavenge for their own use." ”

As he spoke, Sylby shook his head: "The British wizarding world is naturally no exception, that's why this Miss Osylvia is here, because she wants to get the key to enter the library......

"Enough is enough. ”

Ossivia snapped Sylby off, her fists clenched in place.

"Can you let him finish first?" Hoffa raised an arm to stop Ossivia from speaking, "But what does this have to do with you being hunted down, don't those killers get nothing from killing you?"

"This question is for the beautiful woman next to you. “

Sylby slumped to the ground and raised his head: "If it weren't for this Miss Osivia, I think they would have just arrested me, spared me my life, and interrogated the whereabouts of the library, the whereabouts of the keys." Even, they couldn't find me at all, because I was a squib. ”

"But, she's ...... Hehe, cough cough cough. ”

Sylby suddenly sneered, and then began to cough violently, splattering bits of blood as he coughed.

"Are you alright?"

"Also...... Luckily, I'm not a wizard, and the apparition is too much of a burden for me. ”

Hoffa looked at him with a pale face, it didn't look like it was okay.

After coughing, Sylby continued: "Since you can't get it, you can't let others get it, can you?" ”

"Are you done?"

Osivia's face was already gloomy and dripping.

Sylby kept his mouth shut, a faint sneer on his face.

She pointed at Sylby and looked at Hoffa, "I remember, your goal is just to make ends meet, isn't it?

Both looked at Hoffa, waiting for him to make his choice.

Hoffa stepped forward, bent down and put Sylby on his back, looking at Osivia.

Ossivia threw the atlas to Hoffa.

As the sun rose, they left the forest.

After walking on the road for half an hour, seeing Osivia's figure disappear into the orange grove around the corner, Hofa gritted his teeth and whispered: "50 Galleons, it's really yours." ”

Sylby laughed, "Otherwise, would you spend 5,000 Galleons and ask the Headmaster of Hogwarts to send me back?"

Ossivia poked her head out: "No whispering!"

......

Fearing that the killer would reappear, Hoffa did not enter the city, and they only walked through the deserted suburbs.

Ossivia led the two of them along the rugged mountain road, stopping from time to time to hand the map to Hoffa. Let him be in the right direction.

Sylby was in a very poor state and always coughed violently, but Ossivia knew a little about herbalism, and collected some medicine for him on the way, which did not make him continue to collapse.

Walking along the coast, Hoffa has an endless stretch of orange groves on the left and the vast Mediterranean Sea on the right.

The scenery was picturesque, but it didn't feel good to walk through the wilderness, especially with Sylby on his back, who was light but alive.

Hoffa had to extract some of the power from the magic crystals from time to time to turn it into life, so he didn't delay his progress.

He even thought about turning into a Thunderbird and taking Sylby to Barcelona as soon as possible, but this was not realistic.

The last time I transformed, I consumed 5 bottles of mana recovery potion, and I only lasted less than 3 minutes.

What's more, after the assassination, Hoffa no longer dares to underestimate any Muggles, and he must save his magic for self-preservation.

As for Ossivia to back?

Hoffa thought it was a joke.

After Sylby told the story of the library, she never gave the two of them a good look again.

Except for a word or two with Hoffa during alternate vigils, she was silent most of the time.

When she was hungry, she would pick some fruit for the two of them in the wild, or hunt some game, as if she were a Muggle special forces.

Other times, she would sit on the stone and meditate, and sometimes she would open the old newspaper and read it again and again.

Her only pleasure is bathing, whenever she passes a river or a lake.

She didn't even mind Hoffa watching her take a shower, but it wasn't a glamorous scene. On the contrary, there is something terrifying.

Because when she slowly walked into the lake with her clothes on, Hoffa could only see a ten-meter-long green snake swimming slowly in the lake.

......

July 5, dusk, after crossing a hill.

Hoffa could see the towering peaks in the distance, the Pyrenees on the border of West France, blurred like stripping girls in the twilight.

They are close to the end of their journey.

Hoffa took Sylby from behind him and placed it on the stone, tidying up his body a little.

It wasn't long before the silence around was broken by an eerie rustling sound that sounded like friction between branches.

The tall figure walked through the woods, and it was Ossivia who had returned.

A small green snake was beside her, placing a hare at Hoffa's feet, and then circled back over Osivia's shoulder.

"How far are we from Barcelona now. Ossivia asked.

Hoffa pulled out the map and examined it.

"It shouldn't be far away, it's almost tomorrow. ”

Hoffa checked the gaps in the map, and Ossivia squinted and asked Sylby, "Are you sure your family will pick you up at the station in Barcelona?"

"Of course. ”

Silby confidently said: "There is a special line that leads to our family's residence in Andorra. It's just that when I get to Barcelona, I may have to call my family, otherwise ......"

"Will they bring the keys to the library?"

Ossivia interrupted Sylbi.

"Yes, as long as I make a phone call. Sylby said helplessly.

Ossivia stared at Sylby for a moment.

"Good. ”

With that, she turned to leave, and Hoffa knew that she was going to find a snake to bathe again.

After finishing some of his daily chores, Hoffa carried Sylby to the fire.

Just as he was about to get up and call Ossivia back to eat, Sylby stopped him.

"Wait a minute, let's talk to me first. ”

Hoffa sat down, "What's wrong?"

"I have a money bag on me, can you please take it out?"

Hoffa fumbled twice around his blanket and found a small cowhide bag at the waist of the blanket.

When I opened it, there was a pile of gold galleons in the bag.

"Take it, it's your reward. ”

Sylby laughed.

"But we haven't arrived in Barcelona yet. Hoffa frowned.

"Does it make a difference? Or will you take the money and leave me alone in the forest? ”

Hoffa just looked at the flames and didn't speak. He wouldn't have done that, but he hadn't expected his mission to be done so suddenly.

Before he knew it, he got the magic crystal, and he also earned living expenses for the next semester.

Sylby: "By the way, I'll show you something good. ”

"What?"

"Open the bag. ”

Hofa opened the calfskin pouch and found nothing unusual. There was only a stack of gold galleons inside.

"There is also a compartment inside the bag. ”

Hoffa took a closer look and did see a small mezzanine in the middle of the bag. He reached out and felt a hard object in the bag.

It was a very old gold coin.

The obverse of the coin is a woman wearing a crown and holding a scale. The reverse of the coin is engraved with a circle of text.

The text is small but delicate. But I couldn't understand any of them. ”

Hoffa turned his head in surprise, "This ......"

"Latin, looking for light under the darkness. ”

Sylby: "I lost my wheelchair, I only have 20 Galleons in cash, and I am five Galleons short, but I don't owe anyone, and I will give you a commemorative coin from our family." Some collectors may be willing to pay 100 Galleons for this commemorative coin. ”

The fingers that played with the campfire stopped, and Hoffa pinched the old gold coin, slightly surprised: "If you want me to do anything else, I won't agree." I'll just send you to the Barcelona station and that's it. ”

Sylby sighed in frustration, "So you still don't agree to be my official secretary?"

Hoffa sneered and said, "You've asked for the third time, with your ability, it's too easy to find a secretary." It's easy to find twenty models to be secretaries, so why do you have to look for me. ”

"No, you're not like them. ”

"It's easy to find a wizard, I'm not the only poor wizard......"

"You really shouldn't be back at Hogwarts this year. Sylby interrupted Hoffa.

"Why?" asked Hoffa, looking sideways, surprised.

"This year, that school is probably going to be the most dangerous place on the planet, and you shouldn't go back. ”

"How dangerous?"

"The battlefield of hyenas and lions, the maelstrom of ambition and desire, Hoffa, you don't fit there. ”

The campfire crackled, and the flickering light of the fire made the shadow on Sylby's face sway.

Hoffa glared at Sylby. Suddenly, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Sylby.

"No, do you have house-elves at home?"

"No, I never use that kind of thing, my maids are all paid seriously. Sylby was confused.

Hoffa retracted his smile and shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not going to drop out, it's as simple as that. ”