Chapter 51

Seeing the flowers in the headmaster's hand, Huo FA was stunned in the same place. He was struck by lightning.

Memory like an explosion, pouring in, he thought of the scene of lightning in the Quidditch arena. I think of the strange society with only one person, and the mask man who slowly changed flowers in the secret room of the society three months ago, and the mask painting full of walls.

... are you the only one in the club? ....

... If one person can do ten people's things, then the existence of the other nine is meaningless...

wow, you really do ten people's things by one person!

Hoffa gritted his teeth.

Damn it!

What's the relationship between that guy and headmaster dipert?

Did the headmaster plan the destruction of the teleport?

How can it be? It doesn't make sense?

Why?

Why?

There is no reason at all. Seeing the headmaster go further and further with the bunch of violets, Hoffa clenched his teeth and forcibly restrained his impulse to follow.

No, he can see through ordinary stealth.

The ghost walk can only be used three times, each time can only last 10 seconds. If you follow, the principal will probably find out.

Hoffa retreated, he watched from a distance.

It wasn't until Armando dipert, the principal, opened the access to violet's chamber of secrets. Disappeared in it, he followed slowly.

The woman in the picture still did not come back, and the whole picture was empty.

Hoffa doesn't know how dipert got in.

But he began to fantasize about what dipert was doing in the back room.

Like the masked man, change the withered flowers in the vase?

Why on earth did he do it.

Who brought the black wizard in!

Damn...

the mystery began to tangle, and the shadow of the unknown began to spread.

Hoffa pressed his forehead, looked at it for a while, and then reluctantly turned away.

Everything is unknown, he dare not have the slightest change.

Back in Ravenclaw's tower, Hoffa is still thinking about the weird society.

In the public lounge, a group of girls are sitting in the corner chatting. They are dressed formally. Some of them are wearing long skirts and gowns. It seems that they are going to a party. Aglia and Miranda are among them.

Hoffa didn't pay much attention to them. His mind was full of headmaster dipert and the bunch of violets in his hand.

Seeing Hoffa passing by, aglea just gave him a quick glance, then turned and continued to laugh.

Miranda came out of the group and stopped Hoffa. And he reached out and shook his hand in front of her.

"Lost soul."

Hoffa just looked up and noticed Miranda.

Today, she wore a simple ponytail and elegant tie collar dress. She looks much more lovely than usual.

"What's the matter?"

Miranda first looked back at the girls, then said with a smile, "are you free tonight?"

Hoffa thought, "yes, everyone is free today."

"I want to ask you a favor."

"What?"

"Slughorn invited me to his Christmas dinner, and we can bring people over."

It took a while for Hoffa to react. The Christmas dinner in sragenhorn? It was in line with his style. He glanced at aglia among the girls in the tuxedos.

But the old guy even invited Miranda, who was a mediocre, because she was the granddaughter of goshak.

"And then?"

"Will you come with me?"

She asked graciously.

Hoffa opened his eyes wide, then shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you'd better go by yourself."

He's really not in the mood to go to Slughorn's dinner. On the one hand, he doesn't want to participate in his activities because of his incompatibility with the potion teacher. On the other hand, his mind is full of dipper's back with violets.

He would like to attend the formal dinner party of the school. Maybe at the school Christmas party, he can see dipert again. He was eager to find the secret between the masked man and the headmaster.

Hoffa's decisive refusal surprised Miranda a little.

She was stunned for a second and shrugged.

"Well... OK."

With that, she returned to the center of the group of girls.

...

...

at night, in the dormitory with only one person, Hoffa woke up from meditation and decided to go to the school banquet.

He still has a little bit of anticipation for the Christmas party.

After all, he hasn't attended any other party since the banquet at the opening ceremony.Passing by the auditorium, under the 12 Christmas trees that Joey had set up during the day, they were full of students.

They talked excitedly to each other, and Hoffa looked up. There were piles of gift bags under the tree. Each student can get one.

Novice gift bag to understand.

Hoffa showed a strange smile.

I don't know if I will give myself an experience pill or a secret script sword.

He also led one behind his classmates.

Of course, he didn't get the magic script in his imagination. There was only one squeaky hamster in the gift bag, three crackling wizard salutes and a spring horn.

It's a good toy. If I was a few years younger, I would jump up with excitement, Hoffa thought.

And at the bottom of the gift. Hoffa saw a mask, Santa Claus mask.

It's just a very common mask, but Hoffa can't help thinking of the masked man in the snow. He kneaded his temples helplessly.

I'm really out of my mind. Don't you think that guy will die one day?

Around many students are happy to open the gift bag, put on a variety of masks in the gift bag, and laugh with each other.

Some people have Santa Claus in their gift bag. Like Hoffa, they will have a large white beard. There are people with reindeer heads, long antlers, bells ringing on antlers, sleds and socks on their heads. These wizard toys are more vivid than Muggle masks.

Looking at the students laughing happily, Hoffa's brows are more and more wrinkled. It's strange that he can't feel any happiness from his classmates.

The shadows of the big antlers on the wall made him feel uncomfortable. He had a strange thirst. It made him shake his head.

After a while, Hoffa, relieved from that strange feeling, was ready to go to the auditorium.

But just then.

He smelled a strange smell in the air.

A familiar but forgotten taste.

It's like the last time I was in the rain on the hunting ground.

He shook his head again.

There are some details I didn't remember.

The mind began to work.

The tentacles of the spirit have covered every corner of the memory.

Hoffa finally remembered the smell.

Club room.

It's violet.

A sudden turn of the head.

At the same time.

In the middle of a group of giggling students.

He saw the figure.

It's staring at itself with its head tilted.

Thin, short, fuzzy.

The figure under the mask doesn't fit in with the surrounding environment.

It's as if everyone around can't see it.

The expression on the pale mask.

Is it a joke?

It's like pressing the launch start switch, all the gifts in the gift bag fall from Hoffa's palm, and the hamster squeaks when it lands.

"Stop!"

He let out a roar, which made everyone around him look at Hoffa.

He stepped on the Christmas mask and ran after it.

This time, he will never let the other run away!

He must know who is calculating himself in the dark.

The other side just tilted their heads.

He turned and disappeared quietly behind the crowd.

Hoffa bumped away a few students with gifts and ran away with the figure.

The man seemed to be walking very slowly, but in fact he was very fast. Hoffa could only follow him not far or near.

Even so, Hoffa did not use the ghost walk.

The ghost walk consumes too much, so he has to keep his cards to guard against the threat from the other side.

They walked through the magnificent, candle lit auditorium, through the magic corridor under the mistletoe, and through the school space full of colorful snowmen.

Coming to the revolving staircase of another tower, a group of students of hechpatch come down with a smile, and the masked man swivels through them.

Hoffa said anxiously to them, "stop it and help!"

However, the students of hechpatch were dumbfounded. They looked at each other and looked at Hoffa like a madman.

"Stop what?"

"Who are you chasing?"

"Why not go to the party?"

...

I can see that figure is disappearing again.

Hoffa can only secretly scold the group of hechpatches as blind.

He forced his way out of the crowd and continued to pursue.

All the way through three towers.

Gradually, their positions became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer people around them.That figure is running higher and higher on the stairs. It has no purpose, but every time it passes the top of a tower, it stops. It's like looking for something.

But when Hoffa is close to it, it will quickly slip away. Light and elegant like a breeze.

Hoffa narrowed his eyes, wondering if he should take a ghost walk.

All of a sudden, the figure in front of him stopped. He suddenly turned his head and looked to the left. It seemed to be aware of some threat.

Then it quickly disappeared into the corner of the corridor.

Hoffa braked around the corner and found that there was no one in the high corridor. It disappeared again.

There was nothing but a group of people in the painting looking curiously at Hoffa.

"Children, this is not the place you should come."

"Who are you looking for?"

Ignoring the painting, Hoffa stopped panting, narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly.

He couldn't see each other, but Hoffa knew it wasn't gone. The breath is still there. It's nearby, but it's completely hidden.

He's not sure if he's using a magic spell. After all, the magic body charm is still taught by it. If you can use it, it will also use it.

He took a deep breath, calmed his fast beating heart, drew out his wand and walked slowly down the corridor.

While walking, the shape of the wand slowly changed into a sharp dagger.