Chapter 49

Professor goshak stood there for a long time, coughed twice, then slowly turned and entered the castle.

Hoffa didn't know what happened. When he saw goshak leave, he got out from behind the wall and chased Joey on the snow.

"Hey, Joey!"

"Hey, wait for me."

There were several calls before Joey turned his head.

He was surprised to see that it was Hoffa.

"What are you doing here? Why don't you go to the Quidditch game?"

Hoffa was panting to catch up with Joey in the leg length snow.

"I haven't seen you for many days. How do you feel?"

Speaking of this, Joey waved irritably.

"Don't mention it. I'd rather die that day."

"What's the matter?"

"What? Those damned guys actually said that I violated the rules of teaching staff and brought students into the forbidden forest without permission. I needed to suspend my duty for observation, and I didn't get paid during the observation period. What about my Maya without a salary? "

The more Joey said it, the more excited he was.

"I've been in hospital these days, and he's very weak... Will these damned Europeans die if they live a good life? I've had enough of it

Maya was an egg laid by Joey's last generation of Thunderbird Talas.

Hoffa wanted to comfort Joey, but when Joey called, Hoffa couldn't answer because he was half European now.

After a few seconds, Joey also noticed his gaffe. He sighed and muttered, "forget it, why do I tell you?"

Hoffa didn't mind. He ran up and asked, "Maya is not in good shape?"

"It's very bad. Come and see it. Maybe I'll take him back to America after Christmas."

He said sadly, and old Joey took Hoffa back to his tree house.

Now every tree in the forbidden forest is engraved with mysterious runes.

As soon as he entered the forbidden forest, Hoffa felt that there were eyes everywhere, invisible eyes.

Joey said sullenly:

"damn the black wizard, Dumbledore and the headmaster have put defensive marks on every tree nearby. Now even if there is a mouse near the school, they will know. A lot of magical creatures feel the surveillance, they are far away from this area

They climb up the treehouse. Joey makes a pot of tea for Hoffa in the living room and slumps down on the chair.

In the rattan basket of the coffee table in front of them was a big gray bird egg, which was even dimmer than the last time Hoffa saw it, and the blue lines on it were almost invisible.

Joey took out his reddish brown glasses, looked at the eggs carefully, and rubbed his hair anxiously.

"If it goes on like this, maybe I really have to resign and go home. The environment here is too unfriendly for it, the weather is good, the wizard is good. "

Hoffa quickly took Joey's glasses and put them on his eyes.

Under the perspective of glasses, Hoffa can see that the embryo inside the eggshell is obviously emaciated

It's like it's not in good shape, Hoffa frowns. Is there nothing you can do?

"There are ways, of course, but they can't be realized in Britain."

Joey said anxiously:

"I've lived with Thunderbird for 30 years, and I know a lot about it. When it hatches, it needs a dry and hot environment. The drier, the hotter, the better. But now the environment is not suitable for its growth. "

"Can't you simulate an environment?" It's like... Hoffa made a gesture with his hand. "Like the birds in the breeding base, there is magic with fire."

"It's a miracle creature, not a turkey."

Joey said angrily:

"even if we can simulate the dry and hot environment, we can't simulate the climate it likes. Do you understand the climate? The sultry, oppressive, stormy and thunderous atmosphere. "

"What's the climate like in Arizona?"

Hoffa asked.

"Yes, Thunderbirds like to be born in that environment."

Hoffa looked at the eggs, then at Joey's gloomy face. Suddenly a strange idea came to mind.

"I seem to have a way."

Hoffa said slowly.

"What's the idea?"

"When I was in Jiaojiao lane before I started school, I once saw a shop specializing in weather. They sell all kinds of weather. Thunder, rain, as like as two peas, rain forests. (Note: see "and this kind of store?"

Joey was stunned.

"Yes, I've seen it with my own eyes. Isn't it in the American wizarding world?"

Joey shook his head like a rattle.

Hoffa: "we can buy one if...

" how much is it? " Joey asked directly.Hoffa thought for a moment.

"If I remember correctly, it should be fifty kingalons."

"Fifty kingalons?" Joey took a cool breath.

"My monthly salary in Hogwarts is only 15 kingalons, and I have to send 10 to the United States every month. How can I have so much money. Moreover, these abominable school leaders stopped my salary because of the forest ban. "

Hoffa laughed bitterly.

Speaking of it, these witches are really grounded. Knowing magic can not change the fact that they are poor at all. When they read novels in previous lives, the Weasleys were very poor because they had many children. It seems that Harry Potter's life after graduation is not rich, because he doesn't have much money to work in the Ministry of magic.

Hoffa took a sip from his cup and asked, "Why are you working in England? Why don't you do something with a lot of money? "

"I have so many American families that I get upset every day. Talas didn't like my family back then. He liked quiet. So I brought it to Hogwarts

"Do you have many children?" Hoffa took another sip of tea and asked casually.

"17."

Old Joey straightened his legs and heaved a sigh.

Hoffa barely choked on a sip of tea.

"More... How much?"

"17, 17. I'm a Mormon, don't you think so? "

"I don't care what you are!" Hoffa exclaimed, "17, how did you do it, your wife..."

"I have nine wives."

Old Joey said calmly, "on the American side."

Poof!!

A mouthful of hot tea came out of Hoffa's mouth and spat on Joey's face.

The sympathy brought by the other party's difficult situation suddenly disappeared. Hoffa coughed and looked at the familiar but strange old man in front of him in shock.

He felt that his world view was rapidly collapsing, with nine wives and 17 children. What was that concept? Feudal society or slave society?

Why was it possible to marry nine wives and have 17 children in 1938?

"True or false

Hoffa asked hoarsely.

"Why do you look like a ghost?" Joey said angrily, wiping the tea on his face with a towel.

"They said I'm Mormon, Mormon. Polygamy is allowed in our church. "

Hoffa suddenly realized.

Then, without hesitation, he asked, "what are the conditions for admission?"

Old Joey, amused by Hoffa's expression, shook his head and sighed, "you're old enough to think about these things. But I remind you that some things are not as beautiful as they seem. If I really enjoyed my life in America, I would not come to Hogwarts to do such hard work. "

"Nonsense, you can feel it in front of me only after you have experienced it!"

Hoffa was furious. "You deserve to be short of money. I can't say you are too poor. God has opened nine windows for you. It's time to take something away from you. "

"Little people are big ghosts."

Old Joey had no choice but to fight.

The treehouse conversation was somehow completely off course.

Hoffa completely forgot about Thunderbird and Quidditch.

He kept asking old Joey about the details of Mormonism, specifically the details of polygamy, such as how to deal with his wife's jealousy, how to sleep every night, how long to change a new wife, and whether there was anything particular about spoiling his wife.

Finally, Joey couldn't stand it.

He got up angrily and pushed Hoffa out of the door.

"Smelly boy, when you grow up, it's not too late to ask me these questions!"

Bang!

As soon as the door closed, Hoffa was pushed out of the tree house.

When the cold wind blows in Europe in winter, he is a little sober.

It reminds me that I promised aglia to watch her Quidditch match? Why did you suddenly come to discuss polygamy with old Joe.

Sullen, he climbed down the tree trunk and fell knee deep into the snow. He suddenly felt that life seemed to have an extra goal out of thin air.

After graduating from Hogwarts, I went to the United States to be a modern trinket.

As he walked, he seriously considered the feasibility of this problem.

At the exit of the forbidden forest, Hoffa turned to look at the woods. He felt he couldn't let the old guy just give up his job at Hogwarts.

I have to keep him.

With 60 kingalons left, indor should be able to customize an Arizona climate blanket in Diagon Alley.

But before that, I should go back to the Quidditch stadium. I don't know if the boring game is over.

……

……

It's snowy. It's deep.In the distance, the auditorium of Quebec earth stadium stands high, four huge college banners are flying in the sky, and the columns of the stadium are faintly visible in the snow.

The game should not be over yet.

Hoffa, blindfolded, deep and shallow, rushed to the Quidditch stadium.

But in the middle of the way, he saw a fuzzy figure standing alone on the snow in the distance. It is all over the white snow, some abrupt.

Someone is standing on the snow.

Hoffa thought about it and went to that man curiously. Why did someone stand alone on the snow when others were playing? Did the other side have no interest in Quidditch like himself?

Did not walk a few steps, the figure in the distance suddenly raised his head.

It saw Hoffa.

They looked at each other from a distance.

Then, it turns around and runs fast.

Hoffa was puzzled for a second. Then he was shocked and suddenly realized something.

Where the guy just stood is the position of the teleport array!

There's something wrong with this man!

With a crunch, he pulled out his legs and Hoffa ran on the snow.

"Stop!"

Hoffa yelled.

But the other side didn't stop at all. Instead, his speed became faster and faster. His figure became more and more blurred in the snow.

Hoffa drew out his wand and stumbled to the spot where the figure had just stood.

Sure enough, the snow was almost lifted over, revealing the dark brown turf below.

The grassland is full of potholes, and the huge abandoned transmission array buried in the grass is turned out again, which has been damaged unprecedented.

Every Rune has been blown to pieces, the air is full of violent magic elements, just this piece of land has suffered at least ten violent spells.

I got you!

Hoffa took a look at the blurred figure, and now he had become a gray spot, flashing in the snow. It's gone.

The direction of disappearance is the Quidditch stadium.

Hoffa didn't want to catch up.

This guy is the one who led him to Schmidt.

If it wasn't for the destruction of the teleportation array, ENDOR would not come to Hogsmeade to find himself. If ENDOR didn't come to find himself, he would not provoke three German black witches for no reason, nor would he meet black witches in the Forbidden Forest and escape twice in a row.

This guy is the root of everything.

Who on earth is it!?

Is it Schmidt himself?

Hoffa ran hard, thinking about each other's identity.

I can't see the figure in front of me.

Ghost walk!

Hoffa opened up the capability directly.

As the world changed color, he disappeared in the wind and snow.

In the shadow state, his speed is greatly improved, and he leaves a series of shallow footprints on the snow with a step of more than three meters.

Ten seconds later, when he jumped out of the stealth state, he did not hesitate to open the ability again.

20 seconds of high-speed running let him close to the front of the flashing gray figure.

It's right at the entrance to the Quidditch stadium.

Hoffa followed his footsteps all the way into the Quidditch stadium. The moment he jumped out of stealth, Hoffa put his hand on the other side's shoulder.

"Hey

The man suddenly turned back and pushed Hoffa away.

At that moment, Hoffa saw a mask, a strange pale mask.

He stood on the spot, stunned, and the masked man rushed out again in the blink of an eye.

Hoffa is very exciting and wants to chase him again.

However, at this moment, a burst of cheers burst out in the stadium.

Everyone stood up, some even jumped off the tower and tried to hug their players.

Bright blue ribbons are flying in the sky, and the eagle's logo is shining in the wind and snow.

The commentator roared in a hoarse voice:

"aglia, the replacement seeker of the young Ravenclaw, stepped forward to catch the snitch when the team was 100 points behind and saved the team's crisis. With skills we can't even dream of. It's unbelievable. It can be predicted that Ravenclaw will have another ace of their own for quite a long time in the future. Of course, Slytherin showed "

the commentators talked on the stage.

The people of Ravenclaw ran and cheered with excitement.

Slytherin's men were dejected and chagrined.

Hoffa stood pale at the entrance of the stadium, and the footprints on the snow were washed away by these fanatical fans. The vague figure completely disappeared in the crowd.

In the air, some ribbons and colored paper fell and hung on Hoffa's face.Agraia held the snitch and his teammates around the sky and slowly landed on the ground. The crowd cheered even more.

But their cheers did not affect Hoffa at all.

He has seen that man.

Yes!

A few months ago, in the secret room of the violet society, the one who taught himself the magic curse!

Agleia raised the snitch in people's praise, and his red face was full of pride.

Hoffa stood in the crowd.

Suddenly a hand pulled Hoffa out of the crowd and in front of the crowd.

Miranda said reproachfully, "where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time

Hoffa came back, but he didn't know how to answer.

At this time, aglia excitedly held the flashing snitch to Hoffa.

"Do you see that? See? My last backward ride on the broom? "

Hoffa nodded slowly: "you're the best seeker I've ever seen."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Agraia grinned triumphantly.