Chapter 117

In half an hour.

Hoffa's long arc of reflection finally bypassed the desert of blank consciousness and returned to reality. He was in a cold sweat. He had just entered a terrible state of absence. At this time, he was killed.

His eyes were dark and his ears were pounding.

He wanted to get up and have a look. He wanted to move his feet and found that they couldn't move. He wanted to do it and found that his arm was crushed by a stone.

He tried to struggle for a while, but he found a soft object on his head, which felt strange.

He pushed twice more.

Patta!

Hoffa's neck was firmly held.

So there came a gnashing whisper from above: "if you move again, I'll strangle you!"

Before the panic of suffocation, Hoffa finally understood the current situation. I'm in a space the size of a washing machine hole with osivia. His head is under osivia's chest, and his legs are stuck in each other's waist and thighs. His posture is too ambiguous.

Her heart was palpable.

Hoffa did not dare to move and lay down on osivia's belly.

Gradually, he felt hot on his face, not only shame, but also pain, heartache.

"You hit me?" He asked in a low voice.

"Ha ha." Olivia sneered:

"I want to kill you. What's wrong with you? We have to separate the field from the field in order to die. "

"I can't control it."

"Then why do you use it?" Osivia asked in a low, angry voice.

Huo FA said angrily, "it's you who taught me how to deform the human body, but you still don't want to use it?"

As soon as he finished, his neck tightened again, and the other party gritted his teeth and said:

"you haven't been able to solve this problem for so many days, eh? I'll teach you everything. "

"The school keeps all my luggage in Ravenclaw's dorm. What can I check?"

"Will you find a reason? Don't you go to the library by yourself? "

"You blame me for everything? You're right about everything

"I just state a simple fact, but you refuse to admit it, refuse to admit your mistake."

"Falk."

Hoffa was in a hurry. He twisted. He tried to earn a hand, but failed.

"Don't move!"

Osivia drinks low.

Hoffa is bigger.

"I'm the one who helps you. I'm the one who finds the clue. I'm the one who runs together. If something goes wrong, you rely on me!"

"Move! Move! Do you want to move again? "

Osivia had a hand that could move, so she grabbed Hoffa's hair hard.

"Let go!"

"Don't move!"

"You let go!"

"Don't move!"

Osivia's hands are harder.

"Are you made of stone? The stones in the pit are smelly and hard

Hoffa finally couldn't help it and began to attack in language.

"No

Osivia replied coldly, but the power in her hand showed her anger.

"You're just... Eccentric, rigid, inflexible, not dressed up."

Every time Hoffa said a word, he lost six or seven hairs, but this did not affect Hoffa's mouth.

"Do you know Mileva McGonagall? Oh, you don't know, but I tell you, she's a seventy year old woman. You dress like her, like a seventy year old woman."

"It's none of your business."

The more angry ossivia is, the less she talks, but she talks with her actions.

Action is pulling Hoffa's hair.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me."

Hoffa replied bitterly: "I live in the world, and have nothing to do with anyone. I am the air ah, kill half a king, I can dig a hole to bury myself, how can I be so unlucky, you this teacher. I tell you, this life is over, no one will like you

"Ha."

Osivia made a short, meaningless sound, with knuckles clicking.

Hoffa stares at her. "I really regret that I promised dipert to go to some bullshit France."

"Well."

She was so powerful that Hoffa's body was pulled out of the stone.

"What else can you do but use force?"

Hoffa burst into tears. He kept on sneering: "is that what you did to your brother? Well, if you don't obey, you'll beat and scold frequently, and you won't be able to repent until he dies? "

"Son of a bitch! You... Dare to say one more word... "

" one more word. "

With this, Hoffa felt that his scalp and skull would be separated.

"I said, don't move?"

Osivia's muscles are taut and his voice is as cold as ice."You...

Shasha.

At this time, the sound of scales sliding came from above the gravel. They were startled.

Hoffa stopped and osivia released his fingers.

Lake demon language: "GHA hnadev?"

The lake demon language: "legh'ohsu dghah."

is accompanied by a faint voice.

Dong Dong, a stone was lifted and dust fell.

A light of fire fell into the crack.

By this light, Hoffa could see the dust on osivia's face and the sweat on his forehead.

Hoffa was afraid to move, his forehead began to sweat, and osivia's fingers turned into a virtual grip. Both of them can feel each other's heartbeat start to quicken due to the change of pure external environment.

Lake demon language: "rutjijangnis'e'vhar."

Lake demon language: "leghjatlhqa."

two lake demons said while moving a stone.

The dust fell more, and more fire came down from the cracks.

Ah... Ah...

osivia's chest suddenly heaved and puffed.

At this moment, what frightened Hoffa happened.

As osivia was facing up, the two lake demons rustled dust as they lifted the stones. The dust fell into osivia's nostrils. She frowned and was about to sneeze.

Osivia reacted quickly. She let go, raised her only active arm, and held her nose.

But this time she fell into a misunderstanding.

When the desire to sneeze comes, holding the nose will only make the sneeze more violent.

Sure enough, she instantly waist back force, straighten up Hoffa, instinctively closed his eyes, opened his mouth.

This time, Hoffa's instep is arched. My nervous heart is beating to my throat.

Above is the lake demon. At such a close distance, he can't use magic at all. Let alone magic, he may open the mental field and be detected.

In this flash of lightning, Hoffa used his strength, a probe, a mouth.

With super fast nerve reaction speed, he first bit osivia's lip.

Yes, he did.

Like a hole in a garment in a clip.

He took osivia's upper and lower lips by force.

He blocked the fatal sneeze with his head. At this moment, he seemed to become Dayu of water control and Nuwa of mending the sky.

She held her head high and bit her mouth.

Not moving.

Osivia's sneezing waist froze, and her cheeks bulged and shriveled and puffed and shriveled.

She suddenly opened her green eyes, which were full of shock, horror, panic, confusion, confusion and confusion...

the two people stared at each other, because the distance was too close, resulting in each other's images were a little fuzzy, in Hoffa's line of sight, the other's green eyes were in the visual error, resulting in the confusion The illusion of overlap. There seems to be no space between her eyes, which is very strange.

For a moment, they fell into a very strange posture.

Osivia pinched her nose and straightened her waist.

Hoffa held up his head and bared his teeth, biting each other's lips as if eating a piece of pork jerky.

Less than 20 cm above their heads, two lake demons were walking up and down, lifting stones.

It's not a great experience.

There's another sound coming from above.

The dust rustled on the faces of the two people, two faces close to each other, disheartened.

Lake demon language: "Qo '"

Lake demon language: "Ha'"

finish. The two lake demons pounded the stone with forks, and the rustling sound of scale friction sounded again. They swearing and disappeared.

The fire faded away, and osivia's face faded into the darkness.

It was about three frightening seconds.

Osivia's trembling fingers touched Hoffa's hair.

Hoffa, startled, let go.

Osivia gasped hard and silently, her chest heaved violently.

She just caught off guard and held her breath for at least a minute.

The smell of blood came from the teeth.

Hoffa was just so nervous that he bit his opponent's mouth open.

"Yes... I'm sorry."

After thinking for a while, he found the only word he could use.

Osivia did not answer.

Hoffa shrunk his head back, trying to stay away from each other, and did not dare to move.

At the moment, his back and chest are all wet, in such a cold winter.Osivia's condition was no better, her black hair wet with sweat stuck to her dusty face. This should be the most embarrassing day of her life.

They gasped for a moment.

Hoffa added, "I'm sorry."

Osivia recovered faster than Hoffa thought. She said quietly, "it's OK. I'm just excited."

"My fault." Hoffa muttered, "I need to start earlier. We're at Hogwarts now."

They were silent for a while, and osivia seemed to have used up all her English vocabulary.

She said, "Oh."

"What's going on?" Hoffa asked.

"We can't get out."

In the dark, osivia whispered. "The whole church collapsed."

"Can't you remove these stones by magic?"

"No

Osivia said in a low voice, "even if you can, in the state you just had, if I take you out, I will die."

"Can you inform Auror?"

Hoffa asked, turning his head.

This turn again met taboo, and then his head was gently pressed down.

"How are you doing?" Osivia asked.

"It's OK. Magic is not a problem." Hoffa affirmed.

"Still decadent?"

"You don't have to deform your body."

"Well, where we are now should be a secret road. The secret passage is sealed with stones. If you can remove these stones, we should be able to escape from the secret passage before those Lake demons find me. "

Hoffa opens up the mental field, a little perception.

Sure enough, behind the rubble, there was a narrow corridor leading to nowhere.

He gritted his teeth and rubbed back a little.

"Hiss."

"I'm sorry, hold on a minute."

Hoffa leaned against osivia's bulging chest and closed his hands.

"Broken grip."

All of a sudden, the surrounding slowly vibrated and the gravel fell.

Outside immediately came the loud cry of the lake demon, and they became alert.

Hoffa does nothing but increases the magic input.

All of a sudden, at the foot of the stone kaleidoscope have been rotating apart.

A corridor appears.

Under the action of gravity, they rolled down again.

As soon as he touched the ground, osivia immediately pushed Hoffa away, quickly stood up and patted the dust on his body.

At the moment, the rustle of scales on his head is incessant, and a large number of Lake demons are rushing to the place where the sound comes.

Hoffa gets up and just wants to walk, the dark environment makes him fall. He stepped on a bump and managed to grab osivia's arm before he fell to the ground.

"Fluorescent flashing."

He said something.

All of a sudden, bright fluorescence from the wand, light up around.

There were some thick roots on the ground, which broke the tiles. What he just stepped on was a root. Overhead, some of the dripping water into a similar stalactite like ice slide, densely hanging on the top of the stone wall.

The air becomes very cloudy here, but it can still breathe. On the top, there are faint footsteps and explosions, which are the group of Lake demons.

"Let's go."

Osivia said.

"What an old secret way." Hoffa said softly, "I'm afraid no one has used it for hundreds of years."

"Don't worry about the secret. Get out of here."

"Where do you think this place leads to?" Hoffa asked in a low voice.

"I don't know."

Osivia: "watch out for the mechanism."

Hoffa looked at the dense plant roots on both sides of the corridor and thought that even if there were any organs in this place, they would have been completely destroyed.

Sure enough, they walked all the way and nothing happened.

Finally, they came to a small darkroom. There was nothing in the dark room, but after the dark room, Hoffa saw a glimmer of light.

He looked out.

It turned out that from the abandoned church on the hillside, they went directly through the mountain and came to the lake at the bottom of the hillside. Here, Hoffa could see the huge tangled roots frozen on the edge of the lake.

Through a half human sized gap between the roots, Hoffa can see the vast white ice and the Hogwarts castle, which is only a finger long in the distance.

"Great."

Hoffa turned his head excitedly. "We've found our way out!"

However, turning his head, he saw osivia standing in the same place, looking at the wall of the darkroom without blinking.

"What's the matter?"

Hoffa asked softly.

"Look."

Osivia raised her wand and illuminated the wall with fluorescent light.In the light of his wand, Hoffa saw a big three ring pattern on the messy wall drilled by roots. The outside is a big ring, the middle is a small ring, and the inside is a strange eye pattern.

A row of deep notches passed through the middle of the third ring.

Wealth, power and fame can be exchanged for endless knowledge.

Hoffa had no idea that such a place was still engraved with words.

He immediately lit his wand and turned to have a look.

He found that the darkroom should be an old storage room. If it was not abandoned, the ancients probably rowed to the entrance, and then took the road to carry the coffin to the church.

The evidence is a stone platform in the corner, which should be used to place coffins, but it is empty now.

However, above the stone platform, four murals are neatly carved.

In the twinkling of light, Hoffa approached and carefully looked at the old faded murals on the wall.

The first mural should be about who was buried. At the funeral, four figures in simple robes were surrounded by a black coffin.

The coffin is carved with goat's head, with a three ring pattern.

In the middle of the pattern is an eye pattern.

This coffin Hoffa feels inexplicably familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it for a while.

He turned to the second mural.

In this picture, four people are standing around the coffin.

One of the witches held the crown in her hand and fastened it to the coffin.

Osivia pointed to the wall and repressed:

"that's the key kept by my family. My father kept it until it was taken away by the Demi king."

"Crown?"

"That's right."

Hoffa was startled: "you say that the crown on the head of the half man king is actually one of the keys to the library?"

"That's right."

"Why didn't you say that earlier?"

Osivia: you didn't ask

"Shit."

Hoffa calmed down. He held up his wand and walked back a little.

In the third mural, the witch takes off her bracelet and presses it on the coffin.

Bracelets, keys?

Hoffa took another two steps back.

In the final mural, Hoffa saw the witch take out a coin and press it on the eye in the middle of the three ring pattern.

Crown, bracelet, coin?

Hoffa came to the beginning of the writing on the wall.

Wealth, power and fame can be exchanged for endless knowledge.

Power, fame, wealth...

and so on.

Hoffa suddenly thought of something.

A commemorative coin.

A woman with a crown and scales.

Ravenclaw's commemorative coin.

Hoffa was cold and murmured.

"Silby, your uncle's......

after scolding, he didn't care about anything else, so he rushed to the outside of the secret road and squeezed out of the secret road.

"What are you doing?" she cried

"The last key is on me." Hoffa called back.

He separated the roots from the wall and ran to the ice lake.