After approaching the island in the middle of the lake, Hoffa felt a vague magical atmosphere.

These magical auras were quite mixed and incomplete. This kind of magical fluctuation was very similar to the fluctuation he felt in the library at that time. If possible, he really wanted to stop and study the ancient history of this school.

magic.

But now is not the time.

Osivia quickly stepped from the ice lake to the stone floodplain of the island in the middle of the lake. She put away her skates and quickly put her hair back into a bun.

Then he took Hoffa's arm and made him stand on the dim stone floodplain.

Under the dim night sky, the island is covered with towering dead trees with several people hugging each other, and some open spaces under the trees that have never been covered with snow can be vaguely seen.

Will there be a white stone tomb here?

Hoffa couldn't help but guess.

"Fluorescence."

Osilvia sang softly, and the light of her wand illuminated her surroundings.

Hoffa looked at his feet. Even after the snow had been swept away, the ground was still covered with thick dead branches and leaves. It was likely that no one had been to this place for hundreds of years.

The two walked silently through the dead woods, with no other sounds except the crunching of snow and the occasional snapping of branches. The surrounding branches and some towering rocks formed all kinds of strange and grotesque shapes under the reflection of the snow.

appearance.

After crossing a hillside, a blurry building appeared on the hillside a hundred meters away. Judging from the appearance, it should be a dark old church.

Osilvia put down her wand and whispered: "I checked the information and the headmaster of Hogwarts who died before the Goblin Rebellion in 161 was buried in this location."

After silently looking at this ancient and dark land for a while, Hoffa turned his head and said: "I think we are crazy."

Osilvia: "Why."

"I can't come at any time, but I have to come at this time."

"There is a world war going on outside, and there is no time to waste. If you find the Forbidden Arts Library before everyone else does and destroy it, you can save hundreds of thousands of people.

Osivia said softly: "Does this make you feel better?"

"You think too highly of my consciousness," Hoffa said.

"You are different from me."

After speaking calmly, Osivia raised her wand slightly and said, "The fluorescence is flying."

Suddenly, the fluorescent light at the top of her wand flew out, split in the air, and turned into flashing white light spots one after another.

Some white light spots flew silently into the dilapidated Scottish church, while others surrounded Hoffa and Osivia, illuminating the dark island in the snow.

Under the illumination of these flying light spots, Hoffa saw a cluster of tombstones next to the old church. The tombstones were large and small, and there were also some sculptures covered with snow that could not be seen clearly.

The whole scene looks strangely romantic.

"Let's go check out the tombstones."

Osilvia said.

Osilvia walked in front, and Hoffa looked at her back and asked: "You are an exchange student from Durmstrang and a Slytherin who only studied in England for three years. Why would you treat Hogwart like that?"

It’s so familiar.”

Osivia said lightly: "I just spent the time that others use for fun on exploring unknown secrets."

Answer irrefutably.

The two stood in front of a patchwork of tombstones. The snow here was particularly deep, and Hoffa had to activate the Shattering Grip to clear the snow from his feet.

Tombstones revealed themselves after the snow was removed.

Hoffa squatted down and wiped a tombstone clean. Under the shining light, Hoffa saw a row of blurred small words on the tombstone: "Sam Beazley, 110--119. The other handwriting was blurry.

Not clear.

Hoffa turned around and asked, "Is this it?"

"This is the seventh term, not what we are looking for."

Osivia in the distance said: "The first time of death was 90 years."

90.

Hoffa followed the stone monuments one by one and looked at them.

On the tombstone, some personal achievements and time in office are engraved.

Hoffa saw some writing like this on a tombstone carved with a broomstick.

Oliver Cromwell,146--157

Proponent of the proposed amendments to the Quidditch Rules

Founder of Academy Cup

Invention of the oak arrow series of broomsticks

Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports at the Ministry of Magic.

Sixth President of the World Quidditch Association

...

A headmaster who loves Quidditch, Hoffa thought to himself as he walked to a nearby tombstone.

...

Hugh de Barsham,10--1461

Founder of the School of Wizard Astronomy

President of the Presbytery of the European Druid Church

The one who balances all things

great fortune teller

Deer Whisperer

tree whisperer

...

He looks like a Hufflepuff headmaster, Hoffa thought.

...

Taking a step to the left, Hoffa saw another tombstone with a giant skull on top.

Taking off the skull, Hoffa saw the inscription on the tombstone.

Ludwig Cavendish,18--19

Inquisitor of the Wizengamot

One of the founders of Azkaban

Discover Dragonstone, Kalmador, Chrysoma and many other ancient ruins.

Lord of Spells

Master of Transformation

giant killer

werewolf scourge

Black Witch Doomsday

Twilight of the Dragon

died by suicide

At the bottom of the principal's epitaph, Hoffa also saw a row of small words.

I hate sitting in the office the most.

...

Looking dumbfounded at the epitaph of the headmaster six hundred years ago, Hoffa swallowed, thinking that Hogwarts is really full of talented people.

...

He looked over one by one.

Some of these headmasters have been in office for a long time, as long as more than a hundred years, and some have been in office for a short time, with the shortest being only three months, which is shorter than Severus Snape in later generations.

But without exception, they all died on the job.

There are only a dozen tombstones here, and they were all seen quickly.

There is no doubt that every principal here has a legendary life, but there are no so-called white stone tombs here. The materials of these tombs are very ordinary and simple. They are just very common Scottish gray masonry, which completely does not fit the bottom of the statue.

records.

After a while, Osivia also turned around and looked at Hoffa blankly, her expression a little confused.

"So where is the first person we're looking for?"

Hoffa asked.

"You don't have one there?"

"No."

Osivia shook her head: "I didn't find it either."
To be continued...