Chapter 310

"Damn it! Damn it

Leaving Ravenclaw's common room, Hoffa ran all the way with his right hand in his hand, "what curse have you put on me? "Asshole?"

"Puppet curse, from now on, you are my puppet. I can do whatever I want with your body, unless your spiritual power is higher than mine." Miller laughed in his head: "but that's impossible. I know you're mentally strong, but I live 50 years longer than you! Ha ha ha ha

"You wait, when it's over, I'll tell your sister everything you've done!" Hoffa reprimanded in a stern parental tone.

"Tell her what? Tell her you touched....

"no one treats you dumb when you don't speak!"

Hoffa fled from Ravenclaw's common room, cursing as he ran.

All the way back to his office of defense against the dark arts, the guilty man rushed into the trunk.

In the trunk, Moody's is still tied to the post, with countless shackles around his body.

Shanshan is taking care of little Barty in his box, serving tea and water. For two days, little Barty crouch, who is unconscious, has no sign of waking up and is lying on the bed like a piece of wood.

"You are back, sir?"

When Shanshan saw him coming back, he immediately welcomed him. In the past two days, Hoffa indulged in searching for unforgivable incantations. Many details of his daily life were taken care of by Shanshan.

"Shan Shan... Er,"

Hoffa saw Shan Shan and didn't have time to do anything.

Miller took control of his body again. He rushed up like a naughty bear seeing a toy.

"Ha, house elf, you even have this thing!"

Shanshan watched the bald boy come unsteadily, and the expression on his face gradually changed from reverence to panic.

I saw "Hoffa" lift Shanshan from the ground like a chicken, "my sister has not let me play with Patty. If I want to say, these little things are diligent servants, but they are too ugly to be changed!"

Pop.

After the spell, a cloud of smoke passed.

Dressed in a dirty blue coat, with a big nose and ears shining, she becomes a delicate little girl. She is only one meter tall, with snow-white skin, a small nose and cherry lips. She looks like a princess thumb, which is in line with human aesthetics.

Miller nodded with satisfaction: "that's about the same."

"Don't change its shape!" Hoffa's left hand flashed angrily -- "the curse stands and stops!"

There is a flash of smoke, just become delicate, the elf twinkle, turned into a big nose big eyes ugly appearance. She's lost her mind.

"It's a fool who wants to live in front of the ugly eight. My sister is also of this virtue - a new face!" Miller controls Hoffa to raise his right hand.

Pop!

Shanshan became a charming little girl again.

"If you make her like this, others will find something unusual!"

Pop!

Shanshan became an ugly elf again.

"Who cares about an elf in the kitchen?"

Pop!

Shanshan became a charming little girl again.

"What did Miranda want you to do? You're not here to block me?? ——Stop the curse

Hoffa looked at his completely uncontrollable right hand, irritable. Miller said he would live 50 years longer than himself. In fact, he was more naughty than when he saw him at Miranda's house 50 years ago.

Pop!

Shanshan became an ugly elf again.

"Out of that door, I can't help her to do anything! ——Change your face

Pop!

She became a charming little girl.

The bald boy in the office danced around and looked very excited. Shanshan, who was carried in his hand, was too scared to speak.

In the distance, the old Moody's eyes, which were locked on the post, sparkled with confusion and vigilance. The guy's expression was unpredictable, sometimes angry, sometimes perverse, and looked more crazy than ever before.

Hoffa is very angry. He gives up fighting with Miller in the real world and meditates directly into his own spiritual sea.

So the bareheaded boy who was dancing with his forehand stopped suddenly. He was petrified in front of old Moody's body, holding a standing posture with one foot, motionless.

He was quiet for a few seconds, and covered his face in horror: "crazy, Mr. Bach is crazy! Mr. Bach is crazy! What can we do!?

She fell to the ground with a plop, crawled back and hid under little Patty's bed, shivering.

Old moody looked at the bald boy with strange dancing posture and excited smile in front of him, thinking that he had lived for decades and had never seen such a strange guy.

......

......Hoffa entered the sea of spirit. In the white light, he saw the carnival boy dancing in the sea of his own knowledge.

It was the first time he had seen Miller.

the first grade Miranda as like as two peas in the Miranda spirit world is eight or nine alike, almost identical, but the shade between the eyebrow and the bad is not lingering.

At this moment, Hoffa completely forgot about resurrection and unforgivable curse. Now he just wants to take Miller out of his body and beat him.

Unfortunately, he has no entity.

As a result, Hoffa's spirit became his own villain. He came forward and hit Miller in the face with a heavy blow, but it was like hitting a hard stone, which made him dizzy.

Little Miller was not moved. He laughed and hit Hoffa in the face with a backhand. He took three steps back.

Hoffa then found out that Miller was far from the first grade cub. Now his spiritual strength is equal to or even higher than himself. Just in the collision of the spiritual field, he had a feeling of losing.

"Soft or not?"

Miller, who was punched, was not angry at all. Instead, he asked happily.

"What?"

Hoffa didn't respond for a moment.

"The delicate body of Xuemei!"

Miller looked at him impatiently, as if he wanted to know the feeling more than he did.

"Get out of here!"

He said angrily, "get out of my body!"

"Then I'll go. That's what you said."

The little boy turned around and left without a trace of nostalgia.

Thinking of the reality outside the spiritual world, Hoffa gritted his teeth, rushed up and grabbed his shoulder, "wait... Wait!"

Miller: "what

Hoffa: what does Miranda want you to give me

Miller: Well, what's your attitude

"OK, I'm impulsive."

He said hatefully, thinking that when this thing is over, he will give this guy a body, and then hang him up to fight.

"Soft or not?"

Miller asked reluctantly.

"Soft..."

Hoffa was disgusted. He didn't know what this guy looked like when he was in Miranda's body, but if it was like this every day, it's hard for her to keep her rambling and indifferent temperament.

Miller: "comfortable?"

Hoffa bowed his head and did not speak.

"Soft or not? Are you comfortable? "

Miller circled Hoffa like a fly, with a bad smile on his face.

"Comfortable..."

in the spiritual world, Hoffa gritted his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth.

"Do you want to have another girl every day?" The little boy Miller hooked up with his shoulder and said with a chuckle in his ear, "I'm responsible for touching and you're responsible for running."

"You!! Go!! Die!! Let's go! "

Hoffa can't stand it any more. He turns into a giant mace with a diameter of 50 meters, which smashes Miller out.

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in the real world, time still goes by, and the dust in the room floats in the air for a long time. Old Moody's looking at the motionless guy, a cold sweat on his forehead slowly flowing down, years of Auror experience can make him feel that two huge mental fields in this room are entangled with each other.

What's the matter with this guy?

At this time, the chain on his mouth suddenly relaxed. It seems that the transfiguration spell suddenly lost its effect. He was stunned, then moved his arm, and found that the chain on his arm had become loose.

Is?

Moody's is overjoyed. The teenager in front of him seems to be in some kind of predicament and can no longer keep the stability of the transfiguration mantra.

The enemy's dilemma is the opportunity to extricate himself. At present, he struggles without hesitation, and the chain on his arm becomes looser and looser. Finally, he frees up a hand, tears open the chain on his mouth, and throws it on the ground with a clatter.

Hiding under the bed, Shanshan saw the one eyed old man in the distance pull out a hand from the chain, and his face turned white. Then she looked at the motionless little Patty on the bed. She bit her teeth, got out from under the bed, stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at Moody's.

"You... You can't go!"

The chain thrown down by Moody's was flying again and wrapped around Moody's body, but with a cold smile, he raised his hand to open the chain controlled by shimmering, "it's up to you?"

He broke both hands out of the chain and gave a false grip. A black wand flew out of the darkness of the room and into Moody's palm.

"Mr. Bach, Mr. Bach, wake up, that Auror, that Auror is out of trouble!"Shanshan stepped forward quickly, hugged Hoffa's thigh and shook his motionless body with bitterness.

Shake shake, its whole body suddenly floated up.

Moody, who was completely out of trouble, seized the house elf and used her heavily to the ground.

Then Moody's grabbed Hoffa, who was still. The backhand pressed him on the iron post and entangled him with the iron chain that had bound him. After all this, he found out his prosthetic leg and magic eye from the room, put them on himself and limped out.

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the white mental space is full of smoke and the mace is back in human shape. Hoffa's whole attention is focused on Miller.

In a short moment, Miller's consciousness and Hoffa fight for hundreds of times. This is a confrontation in the state of mind. If he is careless, he will end up as mentally damaged and insane as little Barty.

After a while, Miller slowly came back from a distance with his hands on his back, looking unhurt.

Miller: "in fact, I have seriously considered your proposal. Find a male biological appendage, but the men I see are too weak to meet my needs. "

Miller's young face showed a deep desire: "but you are different, you can barely meet my standards. Hoffa

"What are you talking about?"

"Guess if I destroy your soul, possess your body, and then go back to find my sister, will my sister be very happy?"

"If you think about it with your thighs, she won't be happy!"

Miller's face became a kind of perverse sadness: "not two years to live, do not try how to know?"

"Not two years? What do you mean Hoffa asked.

Miller strolled forward and said, "fate is a snake with a tail. I've seen your tail and naturally know what your head looks like. Hoffa, it doesn't matter. Enjoy now. There are lots of beautiful women in Hogwarts. If you want, we can cut them like leeks."

"You and I have known each other for so many years. Do you think I'm the kind of person with lust in my heart?"

"You're very serious. Who knows what you really look like."

"To tell you the truth, physical contact without love only makes me sick and empty." Hoffa: "now that I have said it and beaten it, do you want to teach me the three unforgivable incantations?"

"Hum."

Miller rolled his eyes, sighed and sneered: "if you want to learn the three unforgivable incantations in one night, the immortals can't do it."

"You Hoffa's face was gloomy: "are you playing with me after all this time?"

"That's not true. Isn't there someone else around you?" Miller shrugged and said with a bad smile, "if he's still there!"

"One more

Hoffa's face immediately changed when he thought of moody.

He no longer cares about Miller, and his spirit returns to reality.

Back to the reality of the moment, pain immediately poured on the body. He looked down. Good guy, he was just like being crucified by Jesus. His whole body was tightly tied with chains, and his palms and feet were firmly pierced on the pillar with iron nails. He couldn't move. Shanshan was lying unconscious on the ground, his forehead bruised, and Alastair moody had already disappeared.

Pop!

With a cloud of blood, he forcibly pulled out the nails and broke free from the pillar.

Just now, in order to deal with Miller, his transfiguration technique carelessly relaxed for a moment. Moody's guy got out of trouble and ran away.

At this time, Hoffa's right hand was raised uncontrollably, and he opened his mouth with a pee. It doesn't matter.

"It's very kind of you to break his leg if I were you."

"Shut up

Hoffa grabbed his right hand and said angrily, "stop me again. Don't blame me for turning over and not recognizing people!"

"The threat of weakness."

His right hand raised, and spitted his tongue at him, like a child's face.

Damn it!

Huo FA scolded secretly. Before his feet healed, he let go of his right hand and rushed out of the door.

He closed his eyes and thought for a second, and immediately knew where Moody's was going.

His recent disguise has not revealed any flaws. If Moody's wants to expose himself, the quickest way is to find Dumbledore. Only Dumbledore will pose the greatest threat to himself. Thinking of this, he rushes to Dumbledore's principal office.