Chapter 179

"William is missing?"

Hoffa repeated Antonio.

"Yes. Let's... Let's go together "

Antonio hesitated and made two gestures with his hands.

"To what?"

Hoffa's face was cold in the dark.

"We..."

Antonio lowered his head. He had always been timid, and when he saw Hoffa's face pulled down, he did not dare to talk back.

On the other side, Tyler came out, coughed and said: "let's go to the prefect's bathroom, but after we got in, William never came out. He's missing. "

Prefect wash the bathroom, adventure?

Hoffa's eyes were wide open. These bastards really went!

Sherlock Bohan, the prefect of Ravenclaw, is a girl! This group of guys sneaked into the bathroom of the female prefect and even lost one!

Seeing these two people look uneasy, Hoffa is both bored and headache. How boring are these guys?

"No? Maybe it's in the pool. "

"No..." Antonio waved his hand again and again. "We searched all over the bathroom, but we didn't see him come out."

"Maybe I'll play with you."

Hoffa said faintly.

Antonio was stunned.

"William will not be invisible."

"We want you to help us find it." Tyler whispered, "you're so good, there must be a way."

Hoffa was even more bored. He said, "this kind of thing should be in the charge of the prefect and the dean. You go to Dumbledore. It's curfew outside now

"Not at all." Antonio waved.

"If Dumbledore knows, we're dead. Maybe you'll be fired... Come and look for it with us. If you find it, it's OK. "

Antonio added in a slightly supplicative tone, "I beg you."

Looking at Antonio's sweat on the tip of his nose, Hoffa's fingers tightened on the sheet. This roommate was almost the same as Neville lombarton, except for his better memory, he had almost no bad personality.

What else did Tyler want to say? Antonio grabbed him.

"Hoffa, as long as you get William back, I swear we'll never do that again."

Taylor immediately echoed, "really, just this time, help, Hoffa."

Hoffa murmured softly, "what does it matter to me what you do?"

However, he stood up with no expression:

"lead the way."

Antonio and Taylor look happy, quickly from the bedside table out of an old lantern, lit after with Hoffa left the dormitory.

There were few people in the school at night, and Antonio and Taylor crept ahead with an old lantern.

On the way to the prefect's bathroom, Hoffa got a general idea of what happened.

William wagered with a Gryffindor student to see who could find the most precious treasure in the prefect's bathroom. Gryffindor's students went in and took out a silver candlestick. But when William went in, no one came out.

A group of people went in for a long time and didn't find it.

Gryffindor's students were terrified, thinking that stealing candlesticks caused the unknown curse, so they scattered in a crowd. But the bathroom is dark, Antonio and Taylor dare not explore too much, so they have to ask Hoffa for help.

The prefect's bathroom is in front of the statue of Boris on the sixth floor. Antonio lies beside and whispers, "sweet Lingli melon."

The door creaked open, revealing the dark corridor behind. There was no light in the bathroom.

"Shall we... Go in and look for it together?"

Antonio, standing at the dark entrance, thought of William's disappearance and swallowed his saliva.

Tyler bumps into Antonio, and Antonio immediately stops talking.

This little action didn't escape Hoffa's eyes. He looked at the dark entrance and took the lantern from Antonio.

"Don't go in. Let me know outside. If anyone comes, please let me know."

Antonio was relieved. "OK, OK."

Tyler wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, quickly retreated to the statue and looked around with a serious air.

Hoffa didn't care about his posturing. He went into the bathroom with a lantern.

It's similar to the time when Harry's top three competition will come in the future. The luxury chandeliers and the snow-white marble floor are just the opposite of the whole atmosphere. There is absolutely no warmth when Harry comes to take a bath. The whole space is dark and there is no lighting. The outline displayed by the flash of the lantern is like the soul of poverty and loss.

Here, Hoffa feels like the only living creature in the world.The lantern illuminated the wall.

After seeing Hoffa's figure, the mermaid in the gilded frame quietly hid in the water.

In front of the painting, Hoffa looked at the mermaid with only half of her head exposed and asked in a low voice:

"has anyone been here before?"

The mermaid nods.

"Where did he go?"

Mermaid looked at Hoffa, did not speak, plop disappeared in the frame. The strange look in his eyes made Hoffa feel a little hairy.

He stroked the bottom of the marble bath, which had not been used for a long time, with only dry water stains on the bottom. There are also some golden hairs that stick to the bottom of the bath.

This is a normal thing. The bath used to belong to Shylock Bohan, who has long golden hair.

However, in addition to his long hair, Hoffa saw several colorful feathers.

The feather doesn't stick to the bottom. It floats on the surface. It's dry and fresh. Feathers... Are there any birds here?

He picked up the feather and felt like a parrot's tail feather.

Parrot?

He carried the lantern around and there was nothing. There were no signs of fighting or tearing at the scene. He touched the faucet and broke it twice, but he could only make a creaking sound, not water. The house elves in the school may have stopped the hot water supply to the prefect's bathroom after he left.

Strange. Hoffa straightened up.

Although the whole bath is well decorated, it is not the kind of sentimental bath in Late Ancient Rome, with limited area. There is no space for Tibetans.

Unless Antonio fooled himself, how could William disappear out of thin air.

He closed his eyes, opened his mental field and felt it for a moment. There is no residual magic wave.

It's not a prank, it's not like hide and seek.

Where on earth did it go?

Rubbing the strange tail feather on his hand, he walked out of the bathroom and returned to the corridor outside the prefect's bathroom.

He's going to ask Antonio and Taylor if he's missing something.

But when Hoffa came out of the bathroom, his roommate, who should have been waiting outside to keep a lookout for himself, disappeared.

All that remained was the statue of Boris the muddleheaded, with his gloves on his back, a blank expression, and a silent mockery of himself.

"Antonio? Taylor

He called twice in the dark corridor, only to hear his own echo, and no one answered.

He looked at his watch. It was almost one o'clock in the morning.

"Damn, asshole..."

Huo FA scolded secretly and ran away.

Is it hard to go back to sleep? There must be a limit to shamelessness.

He strode to Ravenclaw's common room, but when he got back to it. There is no Antonio and Taylor in the common room. When you go into the dormitory, there is no dormitory.

...

...

standing at the door of the dormitory, the cold winter wind passed through the curtains and covered Hoffa's body. His heart seemed to fall into the deep sea.

If it wasn't a prank, something must have happened.

He went to the edge of the bed and sat down for a while. Two voices came into his mind.

A voice told him to find it quickly.

But another voice is saying, what does it have to do with yourself? These annoying guys leave, isn't that what he wants to see.

After sitting by the bed for two minutes, the sound of looking for it prevailed.

He really didn't want to take care of it, but he felt that no matter what conscience he would have, what should he do if something really happened to these two people.

Although his relationship with roommates is not very good, they are roommates after all.

He got up again and ran out of the lounge. They found it all over the castle.

As it was dark, he didn't dare to shout too loud. He could only turn over corner by corner, classroom by classroom.

Holding a lantern, he walked in the dark through mistletoe corridors, through armored classrooms, and through cobwebs.

All the way from the 12th floor to find the hall, his three silly roommates like to go to another dimension, no trace.

When he got near the hall, he bent down panting and leaned against the wall a little tired.

The snow outside the castle floated in from the high window and landed on his shoulder. He vomited a mouthful of white fog. Under the light of the old lantern, his shadow meanders on the wall, long and big.

There was a slight movement in the corridor, and he turned to look.

In the faint light, two mice ran quickly through the shadow he cast. Hoffa sighed, thinking too much, just two mice.

At this time, he felt something looking at himself and raised his head. The black-and-white cat, seen in the bathroom, squatted on the head of a beast high up, staring at itself without blinking.What happened?

What a coincidence,

did you disturb him to catch a mouse?

Hoffa thought something was wrong.

He rubbed his eyes.

The black and white cat disappeared.

Just as he was curious, there was a voice outside the hall, someone!

He thought it was his roommate, so he hurried over.

But when they came closer, they were not some roommates, but some Dean professors of the school. They whispered and walked to the door of the school. There, a Vernon carriage stopped in the dark. Twelve of them stand silently in the snow. Bright black thin body, a snowflake can not stay.

Seeing the professor, Hoffa was surprised and immediately wanted to go back. It's curfew time now. Anyone who is found wandering outside will be punished.

But then, the door of Vernon's carriage opened at the school gate, and the people on and off the carriage made Hoffa's eyes bright.

It's Dumbledore I haven't seen for a long time. He had a reddish brown beard and hair, wore a grey robe, looked tired, and looked like he had returned from a long journey.

When he saw him, Hoffa saw it as if he had found the backbone. The nightmare of a whole month made him very eager to see the man in front of him. He stopped the pace of leaving.

The dean of the Fourth Academy and several other professors stopped at the door and talked with Dumbledore by the chariot of the Vernon. They were probably exchanging some urgent tasks.

After the exchange, the president of the fourth courtyard boarded the chariot of Vernon. Then, the twelve Vernon flashed their wings, took the carriage to the ground, flew and disappeared in the snowy night sky.

There are only two people left in the snow. One is Dumbledore, and the other is James Bohan, the current deformation professor. As they walked, they chatted, and their voices came into Hoffman.

James Bohan: "the Ministry of magic is so short of staff..."

Dumbledore: "lack, is the hospital ok..."

Bohan: "it's good... Although the medicine is still not..."

Dumbledore: "everything... Can drasse cultivate more for us... I heard that the number of fire dragons is not enough... Students are very happy about it..."

Bohan: "fire dragons are not owls sold in Diagon Alley."

As they got closer, their voices became clearer.

Dumbledore: I'm already working on something. Give me a little more time

Bohan said softly, "I'm worried that even if there are enough fire dragons, draises won't give more people the chance to control them. He is an old nobleman. For him, the top of the pyramid doesn't need so many people. "

"And you?"

"I'm with you, Albus, I'm with you..."

the man whispered.

Dumbledore and Bohan stood under the school's animal head statue and talked for a long time before Bohan bypassed him from the other side and returned to his office.

After he left, Dumbledore raised his head, breathed white fog, and walked up the stairs from the hall.

Hoffa immediately stepped out of the darkness and stood in front of Dumbledore.

"Professor."