Chapter 385

Albus Dumbledore: "I don't know the position of the Demi king, but some people do."

"Really?" Hearing what Dumbledore said, Hoffa's eyes lit up immediately. "Who knows where he is?"

"It's the one who keeps reminding me to watch out for him," said Dumbledore with a smile. "She's been searching for the Demi king for many years. Not long ago, she sent me a letter from the far north, saying that she had found the possible source of the dream plague... "

as soon as she heard English, Hoffa's ears stood up. A tall figure left and entered his mind.

Is it...

"yes, it's your former deformation teacher, osivia normanov." Dumbledore touched his gray beard with emotion: "to tell you the truth, these days, she is on the side of the Soviet Union and has helped us a lot."

When he thought of his sister, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he was filled with emotion. If anyone knows sylby besides him. There's no doubt that osivia is one of them.

When you, they were at the border of the African continent, played by Silby, still fresh in my memory. At that time, he was a rookie, and osivia was just a student of Slytherin college.

After so many years, God knows how she is now.

"Where is she?" Hoffa asked quickly.

She sent me a letter three days ago.

Dumbledore bent down, pulled out an open letter from under the paper on his desk and handed it to Hoffa.

Hoffa picked it up quickly. On the brown cover, with the signature of osivia Romanov in pale green ink, he opened the letter.

Dear Professor Dumbledore,

my last letter to you will enable you to keep abreast of what is happening in the most desolate corner of the world.

Just three hours before I wrote this letter, I saw a towering tower rising from the depths of the Atlantic Ocean and disappearing soon after.

It was mentioned earlier that the guy who claimed to be a half man king must have some unspeakable secret on his back. This time I came to the Iberian Peninsula, where he once claimed to be his "Hometown", but found that it was not much like England or other countries.

The religious atmosphere here is deeply rooted. People here firmly believe in God from a very early age. It's hard to imagine that without the support of a solid goal, a person would survive so long under the curse.

The longer you stay here, the more you will be aware of the intricacies of history.

Here, I noticed a lot of traces of Salazar Slytherin and even other founders of the college, their talking documents, some remaining totem keepsake, and a lot of forgotten weapons, tombs and stone pillars.

I'm not an archaeologist, but I can still imagine that there should have been a large-scale war and the bloodiest massacre here.

I don't know what these events have to do with the Centaur's goal. However, in the recent investigation, I found the location of the strange dream power fluctuation. It's just around here, but I'm not sure about the specific location.

If you can, I will go to the "safe house" in person next week. I hope you can spare time to witness all this with me. By the way, during this period, the more power you can integrate, the better. The decisive battle will come down to the end. It's time to share the victory with him.

In Iberian Peninsula

November 13 diary

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letter is not long, it has osivian concise style.

Hoffa read the letter over and over several times, and soon learned several key words from it - Iberian Peninsula, the disappearing tower, traces of the activities of the four founders, prehistoric massacre?

It made him wonder what osivia saw.

However, on the Iberian Peninsula, Hoffa didn't expect that. He has been searching around Britain, France and Germany. He didn't expect to go to that kind of corner. Osivia was much more thoughtful than him. When they first met, Silby begged him to send him back to Spain. It turned out that it was his hometown.

Dumbledore patted Hoffa on the shoulder: "it's no use thinking about it now. The letter says that she will come on the 20th, and now there are four days left in the 20th. My suggestion is that you can take a few days off, eat, sleep, find some friends to talk about the past, and be ready for our final adventure."

When Hoffa left Dumbledore's office, Miranda was waiting for him in the corridor. At this time, his mood was not so anxious at the beginning. At the moment, he took a walk with Miranda in this strange underground settlement.

Miranda asked him a lot of questions about adventure, and Hoffa told her the truth. He told her more than a year's experience. When Hoffa told her that aglia survived 50 years later, Miranda covered her mouth excitedly. She rarely lost her wisdom or soft side. She pulled Hoffa to chatter and asked her friends about her life like an ordinary girl. Then, after the excitement, Miranda lowered her head again.Hoffa asked her what was wrong.

She only said that she was very sad because she thought of seeing agraia again.

Most of the underground settlements are young people about his age or slightly older than him. Most of them are busy moving materials around with words written in Russian or French.

Every few hundred meters there is a stone arch, stone arch bright green flame, constantly someone holding a box in the stone arch in and out, each into a, are loud shouting place names. Then it's swallowed by the green fire.

The stone arch should take on the function of flying road network.

Miranda said: "because there are sleepwalkers outside, the trade channel has been cut off, and the wizarding world's trade can only be completed through the flying road network."

Hoffa: "exchange materials?"

Miranda: "yes, our gathering place mostly produces fresh water and a kind of underground eyeless fish, as well as some magic medicine plants that can only survive in the dark and humidity, such as devil's net and fluorescent mushroom. Fortunately, Dumbledore invented the super flying road network, and we can now use these arches to go to any corner of the earth. Deal with other surviving witches. "

"Don't the surviving witches in other places live underground?" Hoffa asked.

Miranda shook her head: "on the mountains, in the jungle, even on the sea floor, as long as you can avoid the search of sleepwalkers, there are traces of witches who do not want to fall into the dream."

Hoffa was deeply moved. Originally, he thought the world would fall into a dream without difference, but now he is too pessimistic, and many people are facing difficulties positively and optimistically, resisting Silby's secret control.

After a short walk together, Miranda proposed to eat, and Hoffa went happily. So they went to the Bank of the Dixie lake, rented a boat, and rowed slowly towards the center of the lake.

There is a floating island in the xiehu lake. On the floating island, there is a group of black buildings that can't see the specific shape clearly. Like the buildings on land, it also has hyacinth lights, orange, very soft.

After approaching the building on the floating island, Hoffa saw that it was a conch shaped restaurant in the middle of the lake.

Miranda took the lead on the floating island, reached for Hoffa, stepped on the floating island and made a sound of pedaling. On the floating island, there are a few Goblins who are smoking. They are shaking their ears, frowning and making a creaking conversation, which makes them very anxious.

Hoffa thought the goblins must be in a hurry these days. The collapse of social order has hit the market and business more than anything else.

"Poor fellows."

Miranda whispered, taking Hoffa into the dining room.

The restaurant environment is not very good, or rather, it makes Hoffa a little unaccustomed. As Ravenclaw, he loved the tall, dry nests where the stars were best seen.

But there are all kinds of transparent glass fish tanks. In the bathtub, there are some strange looking fish. Many of them say they have no eyes, or their eyes degenerate into a small point, swimming slowly at the bottom of the pool.

Every fish tank is lit with green candles, which is very Slytherin's crypt style. It must be Slytherin who opens this restaurant.

In front of one of the fish tanks, Hoffa saw some small amphibians with four arms and two legs, who were the same as frogs. They were lying on the rocks in the fish tank with big eyes. If a dead fly swam in the fish tank, they would immediately pop out their tongue and swish away the flies. If the strange companion also took a fancy to the fly, it would straighten up its waist and slap its chest fiercely, trying to scare away its opponent.

"Benthic Fishman."

Miranda said to Hoffa.

"It's a common magical creature here. It's also a very popular food here because of its vigorous reproduction and peculiar taste.

"Eh..."

Hoffa put his eyes on the fish tank with great interest and saw that there were two mating mermaids on the reef, excited and focused on overlapping. However, before he could watch the process carefully, the two fishmen were grabbed by the restaurant owner with a rough, black arm, and broke into pieces on the chopping board.

He can't help being in a complicated mood. He will kill them when they are finished...

Miranda and he sit on a log table beside the water tank, chatting and waiting. This meeting should not be at the dining point. There are not many people.

After a while, a woman with green lipstick and a chicken nest head came up with a menu. Since Miranda said he would invite Hoffa to dinner, he didn't interrupt. He just said he could order anything.

But soon Hoffa regretted letting Miranda order, and the restaurant was more eccentric than it looked.

A few minutes later, the woman with green lipstick twisted her waist and brought up two plates. The plates were pieces of meat with purple blood, some basil leaves, and a cup of green bubbling drink.

"Please." Miranda said with a smile as the waitress put the plate of purple blood meat in front of Hoffa.Hoffa looked at the meat suspiciously, always feeling that it was taken from the benthic Mermaid. He couldn't help but put his nose on it and sniffed, wondering.

Miranda takes the lead. She cuts off a small piece, lifts her hair and puts it in her mouth. She looks like a lady.

Hoffa has a black line.

Watching Miranda cut off that strange piece of meat and put it in her mouth, she thought that Britain is really the king of dark cuisine. So he cut a piece and put it in his mouth.

"Well..."

it's not as bad as you think. It's a bit like salmon, but it's more chewy. However, the feeling of eating completely raw still makes Hoffa more or less nauseous.

Patta!

The sound of the chopping board sounded.

He saw the big man in the distance. The cook was cutting off a benthic Fishman. This tells Hoffa that what he's chewing now may be the two he's just mated with.

"Their family doesn't like to make a fire, you understand." Miranda saw Hoffa's rejection and said with a smile.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Hoffa rolled his eyes. "I want to experience the miserable life underground, and then I'll try to get you out."

"Hum, Hoffa, you think too much." Miranda took a sip of bubbling green soda. "If you think so after eating, I'll treat you to the next meal."

She has a confident tone.

At this time, the hostess of the restaurant brought another dish. This dish was silver stewed fish, which looked different from the previous Fishman. It was cooked and covered with a little white.

Hoffa was relieved. At least he was not born.

However, when he put the fork in, the fork creaked, and it was completely frozen. It turned out that the white Qi was cold fog.

He dispersed the cold fog, and the silver stewed fish actually grew dense small mushrooms. It's not right to say it's small mushrooms, but mycelium.

This?

He looked at Miranda in a daze. What kind of food is this?

"Ice white fish."

Miranda gracefully cut a small piece and put it in her mouth.

"Ice silk is a kind of magic fungus that absorbs heat and then grows rapidly. It absorbs heat so fast that boiling water can freeze instantly.

And the ground silver carp is a kind of fatty fish, if you just eat alone, the taste is too greasy. However, if it is combined with shredded ice, it can quickly absorb the heat in the fat and add rich taste to it. It is a special dish in London

Hoffa opens his mouth and looks at Miranda.

Miranda, "what are you looking at? I said so much. Don't you eat?"

Hoffa: "I didn't expect that when I went out for only a year or two and came back, you would become a lady and a gourmet."

As soon as the voice fell, a fierce kick came from under the table, hitting Hoffa's thigh, which made him show his teeth in pain.

Miranda elegant said: "the days have been hard enough, if you don't have fun in time, I'm afraid you don't know if you have a chance to have fun in the future."

"Yes... What miss goshak said is..."

Hoffa quickly cut off a hoarse fish and put it into his mouth.

Just at the entrance, he hissed and shivered.

It's so cool. This is his first feeling.

Then there is Haoxiang.

It's like eating a piece of goat cheese that has just been fermented for a month.

But it's not so soft. After the ice sucks the excess oil from the fish, the raw meat is very delicate and strong. In addition to that strange ice, one by one in the mouth of the fracture, like eating rock sugar in general.

What's more amazing is that the fish is gradually getting hot down the throat. When the meat falls into the stomach, it turns hot, making his whole body warm.

"Oh, oh..." he shivered and straightened up.

Miranda saw his surprise and said with a smile: "ice just absorbs the heat of the fish and grows rapidly, but it doesn't lose much heat. On the contrary, if you eat it, the heat will release quickly and make you feel very warm.

"Ice and fire double sky!"

Huo FA touched his belly and said, "what a powerful fish."

Miranda shrugged and continued to nibble at the food.

After eating the fish. The green lipped waitress twisted her waist and brought up another dish.

This dish is even more amazing.

There are only two Eight Legged spiders with fat buttocks on the plate. The spider's body is as big as a fist, with translucent purple color. It looks very beautiful, and its legs look like some amber slubby candy.

But no matter how beautiful a spider is, it's also a spider. What makes Hoffa even more creepy is that there are hundreds of small white eggs wriggling in the translucent abdomen of the spider, which should be the offspring of the spider.

"This... This is..."

Hoffa swallowed his saliva. Although he has a lot of knowledge, he has never eaten this kind of food.Miranda smile, squint eyes show the happy look at the buns, "you have not eaten it, right? This is the Balkan grape spider. It is the food that the wizard of the Balkan Peninsula trades with us. It is a rare delicacy. If it wasn't for the interruption of trade and the fact that the witches over there had nothing to trade, the delicious food would not have spread

Balkan... Grape spider...

it's a nice name.

Hoffa held the fork, feeling unable to take it off. "Is it alive? Do you eat it raw? "

Miranda nodded and said with a smile, "dare you?"

Hoffa was a little annoyed by her smile and provocation. He snorted, "what dare you do?" he took a deep breath and was going to fork the spider.

Miranda laughed, stopped him, took the fork from his hand, and said with a smile, "it's not like that, fool."

"How to eat that." Hodfred's face was red. He felt like a stuffed bunting who was teased by a friend in the city.

Miranda handed Hoffa a spoon and said, "don't worry, just a moment."

Hoffa took the spoon and waited for a moment.

Ten seconds later.

The lavender translucent spider raised its belly and gave birth.

It buttocks split, gave birth to a white thousands of round little spiders, let the scalp numb.

However, the moment of production, the female spider's body also opened, into a pool of purple paste.

The hundreds of little spiders rushed up and surrounded the mother's beach.

Miranda picked up the spoon and urged Hoffa: "come on, come on, now, eat fresh!"

Said, she scooped a spoonful of purple paste and white spiders, into the mouth, showing intoxicated look.

Hoffa was shocked, but he also reached out a spoon, tentatively took a spoon, pinched his nose, held his breath, and carefully put it into his mouth.

Boom!!!

At this moment, it's like the universe explodes!

Hoffa's eyes widened and he almost made a sound. All his taste buds praised him as if he had played a grand symphony.

The purple spider paste has no peculiar smell. It's sweet and fermented to the most appropriate expensive rotten wine, but it doesn't make people feel a bit pungent. The thick animal fat is as soft as cream, but it's not greasy at all. What's more, those little white spiders burst out in his mouth, just like the naturally formed jumping sugar. After they burst out, they emit the fragrance similar to new grapes, making the already rich taste buds to a higher level.

WOW!

Finish with a spoonful.

Hoffa can't find any other words to describe it.

It was totally beyond his expectation that there was such a delicious food.

Another spoonful, the wonderful taste and extraordinary taste to a higher level, as if there is no end in general, he ate a whole plate of spider paste and small spider spoonful after spoonful, the speed of his own hard to imagine.

Finally, after he licked the dishes clean, he had reached the highest point of taste bud enjoyment, and he reluctantly looked up at Miranda.

Miranda slowly explained to him: "the Balkan grape spider is a kind of spider that lives on grapes in the Balkans. Because it affects the growth of grapes, it was once regarded as a pest by local residents a long time ago. But later, local residents found that after childbirth, the spider's body will produce a hormone, which will break down the female spider's body, make its body melt, and become the food of the little spider.

at this time, Balkan grape spiders give out unimaginable taste and nutrition, and the essence of their life is gathered at this moment.

After the discovery of the local witches, the Balkan grape spiders instantly turned from pests into a kind of delicious food and became the food of the local nobles. They even opened vineyards to breed spiders. "

After the explanation, Hoffa was stunned.

Miranda joked: "so you can score everything and look at it from both sides. If it wasn't for your nemesis, it's estimated that the wizard in the Balkans would never trade this kind of treasure."