Chapter 47: Chapter 47

"professor."

Hoffa sat up, feeling a little apprehensive.

Does he know if entering the Forbidden Forest last time is considered a violation of discipline? If it is a violation of discipline this time, follow the rules set by Armando Dippet. He would have had his wand broken and kicked out of school. But Dumbledore can't decide his fate, it is Gorshak who can decide his fate.

"Except for Rutlov, I have captured the other two dark wizards."

Dumbledore said indifferently: "It's just that one of them was severely injured by Joey, and the other had his vocal cords cut off. Up to now, they haven't spoken a word."

Hoffa's heart stopped beating.

Although he was a dark wizard cut by the Transfiguration Curse, he thought that with Dumbledore's character, he probably wouldn't appreciate him.

But Dumbledore didn't delve into this issue. He said: "Dark wizards have no way to enter the Forbidden Forest. This school is shrouded in powerful protection and interference spells. They cannot enter without the help of special people. I I suspect that there are dark wizards in the school, what do you think about it?"

Internal response.

Hoffa looked a little confused, why did Dumbledore ask himself, he was only a first-year student, did he think he knew anything?

he does not know.

Hoffa shook his head in silence.

Dumbledore sighed softly, seeming a little disappointed.

He added: "Principal Dippet and Vice-Principal Gosack are currently in Germany, and they may come back next week. At that time, I am afraid that Joey will be punished."

"Why!?" Hoffa straightened up from the bed, "He saved us."

"He put two junior students in danger. This matter has gone beyond the teacher's duty. He may be expelled for this." Dumbledore said expressionlessly.

"He doesn't know that there are dark wizards in the Forbidden Forest. He just wants to know the meaning of the words left by the centaur. You can't judge the cause by the result."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hoffa himself was shocked. He didn't expect why his attitude was so fierce, he was never like this before.

Dumbledore was silent, he lowered his head and looked at Hoffa.

Suddenly, he showed a smile.

"I saw you in the Forbidden Forest that night, and wondered why you weren't a Gryffindor. Now it seems that Ravenclaw is indeed more suitable for you."

Hoffa didn't know what he meant, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

Dumbledore: "You don't need to worry about the teaching staff. I came to see you today as an ordinary teacher. Hoffa, do you remember what I said in the first class?"

Hoffa remained silent.

Dumbledore: "Be careful, Hoffa. Overdrawing magic power is not the behavior of a smart wizard, and forcibly using magic beyond the scope of ability is a very, very dangerous thing."

Hoffa sighed: "I see, I will pay attention next time."

"Very good." Dumbledore stood up, and then his expression softened a little.

"It's always difficult for a person in the world. Sometimes, it's not a shame to rely on friends properly, don't you think?" He watched Aglaia finish speaking, and then pushed away door and left the room.

Watching Dumbledore's back disappear through the door.

Hoffa didn't move for a moment.

He was thinking and confused.

The arrow letter Joey received must not have been written by a horseman.

Who actually designed the trap for himself or Joey.

Who is the insider that Dumbledore said.

After a while, the clueless Hoffa fell powerlessly on the pillow, his mind a little confused.

He looked out the window at the Scottish hills.

I have an indescribable feeling in my heart.

No matter who designed the trap, I have always been too passive, passively adapting to the environment, passively accepting fate.

Dumbledore saved himself this time, what about next time?

The unpredictable future made him confused, and the shadow lurking in the dark made him afraid.

Hoffa wants to change something, desperately wants to change, wants to be more active in controlling his own destiny, he doesn't want to go on like this.

He wanted to tear through the fog that covered his eyes.

Soon after, with the help of meditation, Hoffa's mental damage healed. But Dr. Reiner insisted that he could not be discharged until a course of treatment was completed.

On this point, he is no different from the later Madam Pomfrey.

Aglaia stayed in the hospital for several days, and these days, there was an endless stream of other boys who came to see her. Some people even ran around and watched several times in a row.

Those who send flowers, those who send fruits, those who send cards, those who send chocolate frogs. The group of chocolate frogs was piled up on the table, forming a small hill. Quacking.

Even with his transparent Ravenclaw, he was given a small bag of fruit. The reason he got the fruit was that there was no room for Aglaia's table.

It really is a world of faces.

Joey was not so lucky. Because he lived a solitary life, no one knew when he was sick. Hoffa only took part of the responsibility of looking after him. While taking care of him, Hoffa worried about whether the magical creatures he raised would starve to death because they were left unattended.

Last day of Dr. Rainer's session.

At daybreak, Hoffa woke up from his bedside in the hospital.

The condition couldn't be better.

Aglaia is also in good condition. She now has a ruddy complexion and sleeps peacefully, except for a circle of gauze on her forehead.

But Joey's complexion was still pale. The poisonous gas from the poisonous leopard made him very ill. Recently, he occasionally vomited blue-purple venom.

After Hoffa woke up, he poured Joey a glass of water. If he didn't drink a lot of water, the dehydration caused by vomiting would be fatal.

Looking at Joey, Hoffa was still afraid for a while, even though so many days had passed, the shadow of the unknown still hung over his heart.

Aglaia woke up at eight o'clock in the morning.

But when she saw Hoffa sitting beside Joy's bed, she immediately turned on her side and pretended to be asleep.

It didn't take long for her to pretend, when the school doctor, Reiner, came over with his hands in his white coat. He routinely checked and changed the dressings for the two of them.

At this time, Aglaia couldn't pretend anymore, so she could only sit up obediently and cooperate with Dr. Reiner for the examination.

After the examination, the taciturn doctor gave some instructions to the nurse, then put his hands in his pockets and left.

Soon, there were only two sober people left in the room, Hoffa and Aglaia.

There was an awkward silence in the air, embarrassment enough to make Floyd frown.

Hoffa pretended to check on Joey, but he had checked several times and couldn't keep checking.

Aglaia looked at the scenery outside the window, motionless, like a marble sculpture.

Let alone Aglaia, God is pitiful, even Hoffa himself doesn't know how to deal with the relationship with the other party.

friend? opponent?

It seems neither.

Speaking of being friends, he still finds it hard to accept such a selfish person as his friend. Her personality is too strong, she always wants to be the boss in everything, and wants to be better than others in everything.

Speaking of opponents, Hoffa thinks it's better to forget it. If it was really the enemy, he wouldn't be so angry when she "died". After experiencing life and death together, it's time for the farce between them to come to an end.

This paradoxical state between the two lasted for nearly ten minutes.

The only thing in the room is the clock ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking.

Until Joey on the next bed let out a grumbling cough, both Hoffa and Aglaia turned their heads to look over, and after watching, they turned their heads and stared at each other again.

"That"

"I"

The two spoke and closed at the same time, Hoffa scratched his head, thinking what a fucking dog, the other was like a female version of a mirror. put in front of yourself.

Don't want to face it but have to face it.

Finally, Hoffa, who couldn't bear the embarrassing atmosphere, felt that it was better to leave here.

However, he just sat up.

There was a bang on the door, and the two of them sat upright together.

An old man in a turquoise robe strode in, his hands behind his back, and his gray eyes were sullen.

Head of Ravenclaw House.

He is also the one who can really decide the fate of Hoffa and Aglaia.

Adebe Gorshack was obviously suppressing his anger, his brows were tightly furrowed. He stared firmly at the two people in front of the hospital bed.

Hoffa felt the anger, but strangely, it wasn't directed at himself.

Facing the dean, even the rebellious Aglaia lowered his head obediently and did not speak.

"It's just a business trip, and this kind of thing happened." Goshak narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "As for why two junior students appeared in the Forbidden Forest, I hope you two can give me a reasonable explanation. explanation of."

Hoffa glanced at Aglaia.

Although I have experienced so much in the Forbidden Forest, the reason is very simple.

He wanted to refine magic power recovery potion.

"We." Hoffa wanted to speak.

Goshak glanced at Hoffa coldly: "Wait a minute, Bach, I want to hear from her first."

Hoffa shut up, his dean has never played cards according to the routine.

Aglea glanced at Hoffa and coughed.

"Uh, yes, it was Mr. Administrator who came to me. He said he needed someone who understands the characters of magical animals to do him a favor. That's why he took me to the Forbidden Forest."

"What about him? Why is he there?" Goshak asked again.

"He, uh, he... he was tending the horses at the gamekeeper, and I can't ride a horse, so."

She didn't seem to be good at lying, and she stuttered and couldn't make it up.

An oppressive silence.

"Is it just like this?" Goshak's gaze turned to Hoffa.

Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

"yes."

Goshak glanced indifferently at Joey who was still in a coma on the hospital bed, and then strode out without saying a word.

boom!

He closed the door.

Hoffa and Aglaia breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they looked at each other. Both of them saw a trace of tolerance in each other's eyes.

"The real murderer..."

Aglaia puffed her cheeks, her eyes flicked back and forth between Hoffa and her own fingers.

Hoffa felt a little worried.

The worry was about Joey.

Although they are both teachers, Goshak's status is obviously much higher than that of Joey. He didn't know how the other party would treat Joey. Judging by Goshak's appearance, he was very dissatisfied with this matter.

After sitting for a while, Hoffa rolled over and got off the bed, nodded politely to Aglaia and said, "Then you have a good rest, I'll see you again when I'm free."

It is true that he does not dislike each other now, but it makes him and Aglaia become close friends. Like Harry and Hermione, Hoffa found it too difficult to accept for a while.

Aglaia waited for a long time for this reply, with a slightly disappointed expression. Seeing Hoffa getting up to leave, she rolled her eyes.

"Wait a minute."

Hoffa turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"Uh" Aglaia seemed to have forgotten what she wanted to ask, and she thought for a while before saying:

"How did you learn those magic spells? That's nothing more than the spell that hangs people upside down, and that profound invisibility spell...?"

"Half-Blood Prince."

Hoffa said without thinking. "I learned it from a man named the Half-Blood Prince."

He put all the blame on the future Snape.

It is true to say that, except for the ghost walk, the Fuchsia is indeed the creation of Severus Snape.

"Ah oh."

Aglaia replied somewhat absent-mindedly.

Hoffa pushed open the door and walked out.

It took a while for Aglaia to react. She turned her head to look at the empty doorway, and then lay on the hospital bed with a large character, looking at the ceiling and muttering to herself:

"There are no princes among wizards."