Chapter 103

In the thick smoke, Hoffa had no idea what to say.

The blood on the back was smeared on the wall and an exaggerated pattern was pulled out. Tom Riddle, covering his left rib, fell on the wall, breathing hard, with no blood on his lips.

Beside him, there was a huge hole. The walls of the stairwell of the girls' dormitory were blown to pieces, and the grey bricks fell down.

The cold wind of Ravenclaw tower rolled, and Hoffa reacted with a spirit. He strode to the gap, stood at the tower of nearly 300 meters, looked out, but only saw a red dot flickering on the ground, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Hoffa's hands and feet are cold.

Then, large crowds broke in from outside the Ravenclaw common room.

The crowd screamed wildly at the sight of Tom Riddle, who fell to the ground covered with blood, and the huge gap in the wall.

Aglia and Miranda quickly through the smoke, came to Hoffa's side, two faces are dramatic change.

Miranda: what's going on

Hoffa didn't speak. He came up to Tom Riddle. He pressed his heart with one hand to stop the bleeding. Then, with his other hand, he pulled Riedel up and walked out quickly.

The crowd screamed as before.

Then a loud drink came from outside the crowd.

"Be quiet."

The huge mental field suppressed everyone's voice. Dumbledore in a blue robe appeared outside the crowd. He was sulky and quickly separated from the crowd.

Tom Riddell's face changed when he saw him with his chest covered and blood on Hoffa's shoulder.

He came over quickly, bent down, took hold of the twitching Riedel's shoulder, and looked at Hoffa gravely.

"Stop the flow quickly."

"Healing as before."

He held up his wand and recited various healing spells.

He looked up at the gap in the wall and asked Hoffa, "what's the matter?"

Hoffa: shooting, sir

Dumbledore's eyes widened. He bent over and looked strangely pale. He picked Tom Riddle up and said aloud.

"All the students, follow the prefect. Assemble in the hall. "

With that, he walked out of the common room with Tom Riddle in his arms.

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the shooting of Tom Riddle in Ravenclaw tower spread all over the school like a whirlwind, just like someone throwing a bomb into a pool of calm dead water, causing a storm.

In less than an hour, all the students gathered in the auditorium and talked in horror about the terror of Ravenclaw tower.

The public lounge is the Holy Land in the mind of every Hogwarts student and the safest harbor. But now it has been intruded into, not only intruded, but also exploded the wall, not only exploded the wall, and almost killed a student.

It was almost a slap in the face of Hogwarts, but also on all Ravenclaw's face.

Hoffa, who first witnessed the shooting, became the target of cross examination, but no matter how crowded and noisy the crowd around him, he always sat on the table and said nothing.

At last, when aglea looked frightened and passed through the crowd and spoke in his ear, he slowly raised his head.

Agraia: "Hoffa, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?"

"I lost my bracelet."

"What bracelet."

"That's the bracelet I wore at the beginning of school. A gift from my mother for my 12th birthday. "

Bracelet, Hoffa's memory immediately returned to King's Cross station two months ago.

That old but gorgeous bracelet, yes, it's hard to forget once you've seen it.

Miranda pulls Hoffa's hand and pulls him to the corner of the auditorium hall. Aglia drives away all the people who want to ask.

"Hoffa, we need to talk."

In the corner, Miranda said anxiously, "do you know something?"

Hoffa was silent for a moment and nodded.

"That's right."

"Does it have something to do with the new deformation teacher's looking for you?"

Hoffa's mouth twitched and clenched.

"Just a moment, Miranda. You take aglia back to the hall first. I'll come to you later. "

"Where are you going?"

"To our dean."

With that, Hoffa pushed away his two friends and disappeared in the same place.

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in the empty school, Hoffa walked quickly.

The scene of Barcelona in the summer vacation surged into his brain again, forcing him to move faster and faster, gnashing his teeth.library.

Three keys.

Half man king.

Damn it.

Damn it!

Haunted!!

He finally stopped and stood at the entrance of the hospital hall.

Here, several nurses shuttle back and forth, and all the presidents of the four hospitals stand at the entrance of the hall.

Horace Slughorn, President of Slytherin, roared angrily to the presidents of the other three hospitals at the entrance of the hall: "I've been beaten through my right lung! At Hogwarts, it's stigma, it's humiliation! Are all the people in defense against the dark arts rubbish? "

The rest of Gryffindor's merles and Dumbledore were silent, and Herbert Riley, President of hutchpatch, whispered comfort.

Slughorn continued to roar, like a raging walrus: "where's headmaster dipert? He won't even look at such a big thing?"

Dumbledore calmly stopped him: "calm down, Horace, you must know what's going on with headmaster dipert."

Slughorn clenched his teeth and shut up, his huge belly shaking.

Hoffa stood in the shadow of the corner, waiting quietly and expressionless.

About half an hour later, the door of the school hospital hall was opened, and Tom Ryder, lying on the bed, was pushed into the nursing room by the nurse.

The school doctor Lena stopped Slughorn. He took off his mask and said wearily:

"he's out of danger, through the laceration injury, plus blood flow back, complete Muggle technique. But it's terrible. Fortunately at school, two minutes late, the child is gone. "

Slughorn groaned and nearly fainted: "Merlin's beard..."

Lena: "you go back first. You won't be visited today."

Several deans' steps spread out one after another and went in different directions.

Dumbledore's figure just appeared in the corner, Hoffa immediately met up.

"Professor."

Dumbledore was stunned and stopped, but he was not too surprised. He just rubbed his forehead wearily:

"it's you, Bach. Why don't you stay with your friends? "

"We need to talk, Professor Dumbledore." Said Hoffa.

"What's the matter?"

"It's about the half man king." Hoffa asked directly, "do you know who he is?"

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, "Hoffa, with all due respect, I don't know your question. All I know is that the prophet Daily has wanted him for three months, but nothing has been found

"Does it have anything to do with grindevo?"

Hoffa didn't blink.

"No

Dumbledore's voice was low and inaudible. "Grindevo would not hurt a student with Muggle weapons. His pride would not allow him to do so."

Hoffa was silent for a moment.

Dumbledore said, "Bach, you should go back and be with your friends..."

"the library." Hoffa suddenly interrupted Dumbledore.

"What library."

"Does the forbidden library have anything to do with this?"

Dumbledore's tired eyes became sharp: "Miss Romanov told you?"

Hoffa has neither confirmed nor denied it.

Dumbledore shook his head: "Hoffa, this school has too many secrets, too many ancient secrets. No one can really explore it, even me. I can't answer every one of your questions. "

He lowered his head, looked at Hoffa through his glasses with light blue eyes for a moment, and sighed:

"Riedel had an accident in Ravenclaw tower, and now I don't have much time and choice. As the Acting Vice President and Dean Ravenclaw, I have more important things to deal with."

Dumbledore patted Hoffa on the shoulder. After two steps, he suddenly turned back and hesitated for a moment.

"But if you really want to know about the forbidden art library, I suggest you go to your new deformation teacher. She was a descendant of the key keeper in czarist Russia, and she is more professional than me in this matter. "

With that, Dumbledore disappeared around the corner.

Hoffa stayed where he was. The shadow of the wall fell on his face. He could not see his face clearly. He stood in silence for about ten minutes.

Finally, he sighed, "Damn it."