Chapter 125 58, First Generation

"The four founders wanted to destroy all these forbidden techniques. They thought that this would end the conflicts between human beings. They were naive. In fact, conflict is the eternal melody of human beings."

A gentle voice came from behind.

Hoffa and Osilvia were taken aback, and turned their heads quickly.

The bleak moonlight shone on the blue-gray brick and stone floor, but Hoffa saw a dilapidated old-fashioned wheelchair slowly turning out from behind the pile of books about ten meters away from him. man.

Looking at the wheelchair under the moonlight, Hoffa took a step back uncontrollably.

He has gray hair and gray eyes. The blanket on his body is so familiar, but also so frightening.

The boy in the wheelchair raised his head slowly, and a smile appeared on the face of the faded porcelain doll. He tilted his head and looked at Hoffa: "Long time no see, brother. I thought you wouldn't come."

Hoffa shuddered, a feeling of insanity appeared in his mind, he swallowed his saliva: "Sylby???"

"it's me."

"Aren't you dead?

Hoffa's Adam's apple twitched, feeling his worldview collapse.

"I buried you with my own hands by the sea in Barcelona."

"Death." Sylby touched his chin: "You mean, physical death?" He chuckled, "Then I would have died a long time ago."

"He died more than 1,000 years ago. He died under the curse of Salazar Slytherin. He cursed me because of the library of forbidden arts, making me unable to use magic forever."

He pointed to the white grave next to him and said:

"This is the tomb they prepared for me, but I haven't had time to use it. It's a bit of a waste to think about it."

Hoffa felt that his head was short-circuited for a while. Wasn't this guy beaten into a sieve in front of his eyes? Why did a guy who was buried in the soil with his own hands appear in front of him inexplicably, and he used such an inexplicable tone talk to yourself.

"Would you mind chatting with me, you've been sitting here for six months and your ass is numb even though I don't have one," Sylby said with a smile.

Hoffa's cold sweat began to ooze, and he and Osilvia looked at each other. Both saw each other's shock.

The wheelchair rolled slowly and came to the tomb of the pile of books. Sylby looked up at the milky white tomb, then looked around at the four white statues around him, and murmured with nostalgia:

"I built this school with them, and all the headmasters of Hogwarts died in their posts, except me.

Because of my knowledge, because of my choice, because of the weakness and conservatism of human nature, they expelled me from the school, let me die in humiliation outside, and even my coffin was abandoned outside. "

"who are you?"

Hoffa broke out in a cold sweat, and he even wondered if his memory had been tampered with.

"I don't remember my original name anymore. It's too far away. But I have many nicknames, so many that I can't even count them all. I can choose a few and tell you."

The young man said calmly: "I, the half-human king. The master mechanic who is most proficient in Muggle technology.

I, the forbidden art library, the first person proficient in all forbidden secret arts, the object that all ambitious people want to learn and use.

I am the first headmaster of Hogwarts, the master of magic cursed by Salazar Slytherin. "

Hoffa was dumbfounded, and only then did he realize that the guy's paralysis was not due to physical reasons: "You killed yourself?"

"To be honest, I don't feel much. I have died about a thousand times."

Osilvia murmured, "How on earth did you do it?"

"Among the hundreds of forbidden techniques, there are still many, many ways to keep people alive. It depends on whether you are willing to use them."

Sylby pointed to the pile of books next to him and said:

"In order to live, I have tried all means. Although the means are a bit unbearable, the effect is indeed impressive. Over 1,000 years have passed, those founders have long been wiped out, but I am still alive, lingering, living in the spirit of my descendants. , relying on pure life to fight against the curse of Slytherin."

Hoffa: "Why.?"

Silby smiled slightly and said gently: "Don't look at me like that, I really want to die, I really want to die, but my life goal, my ideal, has never been realized for thousands of years. So I won't die , at least until I realize my dream, I don’t want to die, even if I suffer a hundred times more pain than death, I still want to live.”

Osilvia's voice was hoarse and trembling: "So, you don't care about libraries at all."

"You can't say that, it's all the hard work of some old friends."

He sat motionless in the wheelchair with a gentle attitude, but his small body cast a huge black shadow, covering the sky and the sun.

Osilvia took a step forward, her body trembling:

"You asked Hoffa to bring the key into the school. You killed people like crazy this year, just to put the blame on Principal Dippet, so that you can steal the orb from the academy?"

"Steal? Why do you say it so badly?"

The man in the wheelchair said calmly: "Dippet and his party tried to use my technology to restore health. He deserved it. I would like to thank you for your help."

"Help? We... never helped you."

Osivia said with a trembling voice.

"Really?" Sylby grinned, "You rescued me from being paralyzed by surveillance, you discovered the hidden message I left behind, and you found Dippet who conducted human experiments without permission.

You have at least 50% of the credit for the destruction of this school. Are you saying that we are not working together? "

"Misinformation, behavioral inducements. Those are the traps you set," Hoffa said.

"Do you think anyone will believe you?"

Silby laughed dumbfounded: "Believe that a man who was delisted a thousand years ago is still alive? I don't exist, I don't exist in any book records, there is no information about me in the world, even the last person in my family, You also died during the summer vacation, no one will believe what you say, others will only think you are crazy."

That gentle voice made Hoffa pale. He stood motionless and looked at Sylby, feeling like a moth in a spider web. He had fallen into a huge conspiracy from the very beginning, and the more he struggled, , but was bound more tightly.

The wheelchair rolled closer, and Sylby looked up at Hoffa and said:

"If you agreed to be my secretary earlier, you wouldn't need to go through such a big circle. Unfortunately, you are much more difficult than I imagined, Hoffa. It is your destiny to save me, and you cannot escape."

Hoffa's gaze turned to his arms, and he found that he was holding a transparent ball in his hand. That ball was exactly the orb of the academy that disappeared in the Hogwarts hall. The light of that orb was dimmer than ever before.

At this moment, he remembered what Aglaia said to himself, there is no solution to the Slytherin curse, the only way to find someone to replace or destroy the source of magic power.

Although Salazar Slytherin died, he left his magic power in the Hogwarts Orb.

He understood that this guy's goal from the beginning was not a library, but a Hogwarts orb with Slytherin magic.

Everyone has been tricked by him.

Hoffa looked into his gray eyes and murmured, "Are you such an asshole?"

Sylby laughed and shook her head.

"Hoffa, I warned you that the truly strong don't need sympathy. Even with only one brain left, I'm still strong."

finished.

He slowly untied the blanket on his body, and stood up tremblingly from the wheelchair. It seemed that because he hadn't walked for a long time, he just got up and fell to the ground with a flat ground.

The Hogwarts Orb rolled to the ground.

This funny scene didn't make Hoffa feel funny at all, he could only feel the incomparable horror.

I saw him standing up tremblingly, holding on to his wheelchair.

"How is it, brother, my new body?"

After getting up, he smiled and tapped his chest, making a bang bang sound.

"Although I am cursed, the curse cannot be extended to dead objects. This is the product of my invention in the last hundred years. It can barely let me experience the feeling of a living person."

Hoffa broke out in a cold sweat, and saw that Sylby was human from the neck up, but from the neck down, it was all made of steel, and inexplicable purple pulses shone in the cold light.

Sylby Zhang pointed behind her and said, "This is my family, my family. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank you for sending my body back to the burial place."

Hoffa looked at the people kneeling quietly on the lake around him, his stomach was churning, and he asked softly, "These are all the people you parasitized? You take your own family, your descendants, as a Slytherin curse." shield?"

Sylby nodded: "As a reward, I gave them eternal life and endless power.

When I break the curse of Slytherin, it will be a piece of cake to reshape their bodies. This is just a simple investment, a deal with no profit at all, anyone can figure it out. "

Osilvia was completely speechless.

Hoffa shook his head and said hoarsely, "Are you a devil?"

"Wizards in the eyes of mortals are no different from devils. They are afraid of what you are afraid of, and what you don't understand."

Osilvia was shocked, she gritted her teeth and took a step forward: "I'm not afraid of you."

"Because you think you have nothing to lose?" Sylby grinned and said:

"But have you ever thought about that old housekeeper in your house, and this Mr. Bach who stands by your side and cares about you very much?"

Saying that, Sylby made a lightning move, and without warning, stopped the two black mechanical fingers one millimeter away from Hoffa's eyeball.

He was so fast that Hoffa and Osilvia didn't react at all, and Hoffa didn't even have time to blink.

After Osilvia reacted, she snapped, "What are you doing!?"

Sylby withdrew her fingers in disdain, and said with her hands behind her back: "Living in the world, there are always too many worries. Do you think that if your family is shot dead by me, you will understand the darkness of this world? Ha ha, but you don't actually Understand."

Silby got a little closer, tilted his head and said softly: "You don't understand, you haven't experienced real despair. You are Osilvia Romanov, the only blood of the Romanov family. The genius girl of the Soviet Union, The youngest master of transformation, everyone knows, everyone knows. There is always someone standing by your side, helping you and doing things for you."

He turned around and stood with his hands behind his back: "But don't come to me with anger, trying to prove yourself. You will never understand this world."

After finishing speaking, Osilvia's face was pale, her breathing was short of breath, and she couldn't say a word.

Sylby turned his head slightly and waved his hand: "Okay, take that Slytherin away, and keep Ravenclaw."

At this moment, on the ground, all the structures kneeling on the ground stood up in unison. A dazzling red light flashed, and they surrounded the isolated white stone island in the blink of an eye.

Ravenclaw

When Osivia saw the orb, a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes, she turned her head suddenly, and pushed Hoffa.

"Go. His target is you."

Recently, someone has been asking the system to come out in the comment area every day.

Hoffa's system just records.

Fragments and knowledge can only be obtained by exploring the secret realm.

I have never been out of school, and the degree of exploration is not high. Why did the system come out?

There is a reward for going to the mirror world, and there is also a reward for the lake island, whether it is for going to the secret room, for going to the room of responsiveness, or for entering the Pensieve once.

"Harry Potter: I Want a Reward"

?

Then I'll write a jb, and I'll just go buy a lottery ticket.