Just a soft snapping sound was heard. The surroundings suddenly fell into darkness, and all the lighting failed at this moment, as if someone suddenly unplugged the power supply.

Not only the lights inside the house, but also the lights outside the house, not only the wizard lights, but also the Muggle lights were turned off.

But this was not a Muggle house. The guests who came to the party were startled, and someone immediately took out their wands and started chanting.

"Fluorescence."

"Fluorescence."

"Fluorescence flying..."

A terrible thing happened. No matter how much they chanted, they couldn't release a single spell.

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"ah......"

"You stepped on me!"

Attendants were running around, butlers were shouting loudly. The crowd was frightened, and cups and plates collided with each other, making clinking sounds. There were also inexplicable slaps and frightened cries mixed in, as if someone was adding fuel to the chaos.

At this time, the voice of Aglaia's mother came from the crowd.

"Calm down, don't panic, it will be fine in a moment!"

After she finished speaking, she stomped away from Hoffa's position, probably looking for someone to handle the matter.

Hoffa lost his wand and was unable to cast the fluorescent spell, but out of caution, he retreated to the corner, stretched out his hand, and muttered the spell.

"Tarik Skeeta."

He planned to cast a shield spell to defend himself first.

However, what shocked him was that this time, the shield spell was not released again, but this time the reason was not because he was troubled by inner demons or because his will was not strong enough.

The reason why he couldn't release the shield spell was simple. The magic power all over his body was blocked, as if someone had cut off the connection between him and his own magic power. This discovery made his hair stand on end.

Damn it!

Hoffa frowned and stopped moving, but the past few years of fighting made him calm down quickly. He first looked down at the magic watch, and the 0.8X magic power on it was still there.

He tried the activated state again. Since there was life that could be converted, the activated state was barely usable, but it was also like a tractor stuck in the mud and had difficulty operating.

Gradually, all the guests discovered that they could not use magic, and panic gradually spread among the crowd, like a group of cavemen facing the falling night.

In the darkness, a woman shouted: "Aglaia, Aglaia, my dear, where are you?"

Elise's voice was extremely anxious.

At this time, Hoffa in the corner suddenly noticed a sweaty palm holding his hand.

He was startled, and Aglaia leaned against his ear.

"Quick, don't say anything, come with me."

Hoffa's eyes widened, thinking of what she had said to him for half an hour.

Is this the so-called signal!?

Before he could ask any questions, Aglaia grabbed him and rushed out without hesitation. After stumbling out of the crowd, Aglaia took him into the kitchen cellar.

"Fluorescence."

She lit the wand, and under the light of the wand, her face was red and her sweaty silver hair stuck to her forehead.

She can release magic. There is no doubt that she is the initiator of the power outage and the loss of magic power. But before Hoffa could ask questions, Aglaia asked: "What did my mother tell you?"

"Nothing, just some things about studying..."

Hoffa answered casually.

"Lying, she's not that kind of person."

She kicked away a house elf that emerged from the kitchen.

"You also know." Hoffa sneered, "I have seen through you. You pretend to be a good boy at home, but you are a bully at school. Are you Miranda too...?"

"I am who I am!"

Aglaia, like her mother, did not give Hoffa any chance to ask questions or give any answers. They turned left and right and came to a storage room in the corner of the castle.

She banged her way into the storage room, leaving Hoffa alone outside.

"Young girl..."

Hoffa looked at the closed door in front of him and couldn't help but cursed.

He stood outside the storage room and looked around for a while. There was a wooden door leading to the grassy slope outside. The room was surrounded by wooden barrels.

This should be the back door of her house. It seems that this little girl planned to escape not just a day or two.

Three minutes later, when Aglaia emerged from the storage room, she had already put on a set of casual clothes, including a yellow T-shirt, trousers, and sneakers. She looked no different from a Muggle girl.

She stuffed her expensive dress like rubbish into the wooden barrel next to the storage room, carried a broom stick to Hoffa, squatted on the ground and began to assemble the broomstick.

"What exactly is going on?"

Hoffa asked: "Why can't I use my magic power?"

"Hmph~"

Aglaia had a triumphant expression on her face and said:

"Forbidden magic potion. It cuts off all the magic flow in a short period of time. It is most suitable for wizards in mental hospitals to drink."

Best drink for a wizard in a mental hospital? Hoffa almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Did you drug everyone in the hall?"

"Humph, what use do those idiots have for magic? They are no different from the Muggles outside. They only think about money."

Hoffa was speechless: "I want the magic power to be useful. Bring me the antidote quickly."

"Antidote?"

Aglaia paused as she assembled the broom. "What antidote?"

"You have to let me release the magic!"

"Oh, there's no antidote to the forbidden magic potion, don't worry."

"What?"

Hoffa yelled.

"It's not poison." Aglaia shrugged, "It just cuts off the flow of magic for a short time."

"How long will it take before it can be used?"

"It depends on the situation. If you drank a lot of water just now, it will be about half an hour. If you drank a little water, it will be shorter."

Hoffa was slightly relieved.

"Tell me earlier. If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't drink your water."

"Don't be nagging."

At this time, Aglaia assembled the broomstick. She spread her legs and sat on the broom. She turned back to Hoffa and said: "Come up."

That posture is no different from that of a street girl riding a motorcycle and planning to go racing.

Hoffa seemed a little hesitant.

Aglaia was impatient: "What are you still hesitating about? Do you want to go to the Ministry of Magic to be tried?"

"Is your destination a gathering place for wizards?"

Hoffa asked, he had to make sure.

"Of course, Healzburg is a wizarding town similar to Hogsmeade. Have you heard of it?"

Healzburg, Hoffa thought for a moment and shook his head. He had never heard of Healzburg, but it was about the same age as Hogsmeade?

This news made him excited. If so, he could at least discover a new wizard's secret realm, and it was the kind of wizard secret realm that was easy to explore.

At this time, a fire suddenly lit up in the dark hall of the kitchen cellar behind him, and the sound of clattering footsteps could be heard. Someone poured into the cellar and started calling loudly.

"baby!"

"Aglaia!"

"Miss?"

"Miss De Laces?"

It turned out that the servants and housekeepers of the family came out with torches. The leader was Aglaia's mother, and they came to find her.

"Hurry up! Don't wait!" Aglaia said urgently.

Hoffa got on the broomstick and hugged the other person's slim waist without any courtesy. His hands were soft and smooth.

He doesn't know how to use a broomstick, and now he has no magic power. If he wants to leave this castle, he can only rely on Aglaia.

Hoffa asked in Aglaia's ear: "Why don't you tell her?"

"No, she won't listen to me."

Aglaia raised her broomstick and said without hesitation and decisively: "Let's go."

After saying that, she kicked off the ground and the broomstick rose up from the ground.

At this time, Aglaia's mother happened to turn a corner and saw this scene with a torch. She immediately let out a short scream, fell backwards and fainted. The servants half went to help her, and the other half came to chase Aglaia.

Leia.
To be continued...