In the empty and dilapidated hall, Hoffa woke up from his decadent state and looked at himself in disbelief.

Ossivia also looked at him with a strange expression: "I don't know, I've never seen this like this." This is your own ability, role and influence can only be developed and understood by yourself, all I can do is guide you. ”

After listening, Hoffa entered a meditative state without hesitation.

In short, meditation is harmless, no matter what, meditate first and then talk about it.

In a meditative state, his spirit slowly recovered.

Gradually, he realized that his goal in life was beginning to become clear, he wanted to find the forbidden library, find the half-human king, and protect his friends.

Finally, an hour later.

Hoffa slowly stood up, consciousness returning to his normal state. No more depression, no more emptiness.

At this moment, his heart was extremely shocked.

He looked at his watch, and the powerful activation state just now didn't even consume half of his mana, and his physical strength was quite abundant.

It's just that this strange side effect is something I didn't expect, why did I fall into an inexplicable blank state of thinking, why did I just say a bunch of inexplicable words.

Hoffa still couldn't figure it out.

"Okay?"

Ossivia asked, her voice echoing through the empty hall.

Hoffa looked up and saw that it was already dark. Outside the window, there was a big full moon, and the moonlight shone in through the towering window, shining through the beast carvings in the four courtyards on the wall, forming strange shadows on the ground and the wall.

"Hmm. ”

Hoffa nodded.

Ossivia drew her wand and tapped on Hoffa's clothes.

"It's back to normal. ”

The torn and scratches on his clothes were all gone, and Osylvia stretched out his arm and said like a blind man, "Take me to the other side." ”

Looking at the other party's arm, Hoffa frowned: "Won't you go yourself?"

"The world in the mirror is real and illusory magic, and after my father's death, I lost most of my ability to see reality.

Everything in this hall is extremely vague to me. ”

Hoffa was stunned: "What, you said you can't see?"

"That's right. Ossivia said calmly, "That's why I'm here for you." When I was your age, my Transfiguration teacher once told me that young wizards with higher spirits than ordinary people can always see things that ordinary people can't see. ”

"God. Hoffa groaned and grabbed the Transfiguration teacher's arm.

"Dumbledore told you?"

"No, my Durmstrang teacher. ”

Ossivia said softly:

"But presumably Dean Dumbledore knows this, too. Wizards' visions decline with age, and some people never even possess vision, and they will be confused and struggling with appearances throughout their lives. ”

"I wish I hadn't. ”

Laughing at himself, Hoffa grabbed Ossivia's arm and walked down the long hall to the half-left statue.

There are many broken and decaying bookcases stacked here and there, and at the slightest touch, they are all scattered on the ground, rolling up thin layers of smoke and dust in the moonlight.

Osivia frowned: "What is here, tell me." ”

"You really can't see?"

Still a little unconvinced, Hoffa reached out and waved in front of Osivia's eyes.

"Don't shake, I can see you, but it's hard to see anything else. ”

"Hell. ”

Hoffa muttered.

"Concentrate on your work. ”

Osivia's fingers touched the body of the massive statue in front of him, "What do you see?"

"The statue, a broken statue, only half of its body remained, and its body was covered with broken wood. Hoffa said.

"Get everything else away and see if there's any information on this statue. ”

Ossivia whispered.

Hoffa nodded, holding his wand and coughing lightly, "The flames are blazing." ”

A pillar of fire about forty centimeters long appeared at the tip of the wand, igniting the discarded wood in front of it. The wood was so rotten and old that it was almost like shredded paper, and it was burned and gone.

In a few moments, the wood turned into dots of debris under the flame spell, floating in the air, disappearing into nothingness.

"Okay?" asked Osylvia softly.

Hoffa wiped the dust off the statue with his fingers.

"It's burned. ”

After saying that, he circled around the statue, and found that the statue was not only broken, but also angry, and many places on it that should have been written were all smashed or scratched by sharp objects.

For example, the base.

Usually there will be some inscription or the time of construction on the base of the statue.

The statue was supposed to have it, but it was almost destroyed.

Hoffa touched it, and finally only touched a vague number at the very end of the base, which had not been completely destroyed, 929

"Nothing. Fa stood up and said to Osivia, "There is only a vague number, 929." ”

“929？”

Ossivia frowned, "What does that mean?"

"Who knows. ”

Hoffa shrugged: "Maybe it's when the statue was built, didn't you say this is an ancient library? ”

"Time, 929, etc. ”

Osivia spun around twice in place: "No, it's not the time to build. It's the time of death. ”

"Time of death, what do you mean?"

Hoffa's brow furrowed.

"I've read the history of Hogwarts, where the second Headmaster of Hogwarts, Garroery Mallory, came in 930, and according to Hogwarts tradition, all Headmasters must die in office. ”

"And you mean, this statue is ......?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's the first Headmaster of Hogwarts, the one who built the Forbidden Library. ”

Hoffa swallowed and looked up again.

"So, who is he?"

Ossivia shook his head: "No one knows, there is no record of him in all historical sources, maybe his records have been sealed in the Forbidden Art Library, maybe he has been completely erased in order to preserve the secrets of the library." ”

"You don't know?"

"It's been a thousand years, and I can only get information from history books, and no one knows what is not recorded in the books. ”

Hoffa looked around the statue and found nothing: "There is nothing else, only a number." ”

"Sure?"

Hoffa took a closer look: "Sure, this statue can't see anything, it's too badly damaged." ”

With that, he began to wander around the rest of the hall, hoping to see if there would be any other place recording clues.

But no, there was a broken statue in the whole hall.

He returned to Osivia, and she sighed, "I'll look elsewhere for clues and get me out of here." ”

She stretched out her arm, and Huo Fa grabbed her forearm, and the two walked slowly out.

Halfway through, Hoffa suddenly sensed something was wrong, and he grabbed Osivia.

"Wait a minute. ”

"What's wrong?"

In the empty hall, Hoffa rubbed his chin and looked thoughtfully at the statue bathed in the bright moonlight.

"I'm wondering why someone would want to destroy all the information. Even the statue of the first headmaster is no exception?"

"Maybe it's to protect something, to protect the secrets of the library from being discovered by future generations. Ossivia speculated.

"Possibly, but have you ever heard a story about the ancient East?"

"What a story. ”

"There are no three hundred taels of silver in this place. ”

"Never heard of it. Ossivia shook her head.

Hoffa: "It is said that there was a stupid man in the ancient East, who sold his money underground in order to protect his money. But he was afraid that others would find out, so he put a sign in the place where the money was buried, and the sign said that there was no money buried here. ”

After hearing this, Ossivia couldn't hold back for a moment, and burst out laughing.

Under the moonlight, Hoffa saw his Transfiguration teacher laughing, and there were two rare pear vortices on his face.

Then, she restrained her smile and said lightly, "It's really stupid." ”

Hoffa pointed to the half of the statue.

"Isn't it obvious? If there is no information on that statue, why should someone else destroy it, it may indeed be some important information. ”

"Even if there were, it was ruined. Ossivia said.

Hoffa: "Would you put important information in such a conspicuous position, like that oriental fool, who knows how to bury money in the ground?"

I just saw in the illusion that this place is very bustling. If there really is any important information on the statue, wouldn't everyone know about it? ”

Ossivia did not answer.

Hoffa dragged Ossivia back with him, pinching his chin and looking at the only broken statue in the hall.

His gaze rested on the base of the statue.

Suddenly, Hoffa flicked his wand, and the wand turned into a thick rope, which flew several times and bound the statue firmly.

"Here, take a hand. Hoffa said.

Ossivia tugged at the edge of the rope.

Hoffa was slightly reinvigorated, his stature slightly elevated, and his arm muscles swelled. And Osivia became a half-snake more than three meters tall.

The two of them tugged back hard, and the statue shook a little, and it was unusually heavy.

"Forcefully. Hoffa said.

Ossivia glanced at him, and directly in the moonlight turned into a ten-meter-long python, she opened her huge mouth and bit Hoffa's arm.

At this moment, Hoffa felt like he was being dragged by a truck.

One man and one snake exert themselves again.

Rumble!!

Only half of the statue fell.

Roll up the dust.

Hoffa put away his wand and coughed twice.

Then, he walked briskly under the butt of the base.

At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the moonlight shone in through the window unusually brightly, hitting the real bottom of the statue.

There, Hoffa saw a row of deep English nicks.

[Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. 】

He was shocked for a moment.

On the other side, the green python slowly turned into a girl and came to Hoffa's side.

"Got information?"

Hoffa nodded solemnly.

"What's written on this?" asked Ossivia eagerly.

Hoffa crouched down and muttered, "Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. ”

"Endless knowledge is sealed under the white stone tomb. ”

Ossivia repeated.

"Only one row?"

"Wait, there's a pattern. Hoffa's fingers slowly stroked the bottom of the statue with a strange pattern.

"This pattern has three rings, a large ring, a small ring, and an eye in the middle. ”

Ossivia crouched down as well, groping her fingers around the bottom of the statue. Hoffa pressed her palm into the right place.

After touching it for a while, her face became very solemn.

"What does that mean? You know what. Hoffa asked.

Ossivia shook his head: "I don't know, I've never heard of any white stone tombs, and I haven't heard of the pattern of the three rings, but this must have something to do with the Forbidden Art Library." ”

Hoffa muttered: "It's unbelievable, he would leave a message in such a hidden place, did he guess that his statue was going to be destroyed, who destroyed the statue." ”

Ossivia didn't answer, she couldn't answer the questions at all, and after touching the words for a while, she stood up and walked out quickly.

Hofa: "Where are you going?"

Osivia: "Get out." ”

"You're going the other way around. ”

Ossivia turned his head and continued in a different direction.

Hoffa followed behind her.

Walking over to the wall, she pulled out her wand and tapped on the corner of the wall, pulling out the mirror again.

After she closed the mirror, the two of them arrived at the real-life Hogwarts Library, which was already completely dark and could not see anything in the library.

Ossivia hurried forward, and Hoffa had to run in strides to keep up with her.

Walking out of the library, she said:

"You go back first, I'll check the information, and when I find the relevant information about the White Stone Tomb, I'll notify you as soon as possible. ”