Durmstrang?

The witch who was walking forward paused, and Hoffa almost bumped into her.

"No, I just graduated from Hogwarts this year." The witch turned her head and whispered calmly. After saying that, she continued to stride forward with her long legs.

Seeing the witch striding out of the pontoon, Hoffa followed and asked puzzledly: "Why don't you study at Durmstrang?"

Witch: "Your shoelaces are loose."

Hoffa looked down and saw that his shoelaces had come loose, probably because they had been squeezed by dolphins.

He tied his shoelaces and raised his head, but the other party walked away again.

The witch didn't want to answer this question, so Hoffa looked at his watch, chased after him and asked, "When will we set off?"

"The departure time is in the afternoon. We set off from Thames Port in London, passed through the English Channel, the Guernsey Islands, entered the North Atlantic, then skirted the Iberian Peninsula in southern Europe, stopped in Lisbon, Portugal, and then headed straight to Morocco.

Casablanca, the estimated time is about five and a half days.”

Regarding this issue, Osilvia explained it to Hoffa from beginning to end, looking meticulous and patient.

But hearing this bunch of geographical terms made Hoffa dizzy. He didn't understand Europe at all. There are so many countries in this big land...

But he still heard something was wrong.

"Wait a minute, Morocco? Aren't we going to France?"

"Isn't Morocco France?" Osivia said calmly, turning her head sideways. When her eyes turned to Hoffa's earrings, she frowned and asked with a hint of seriousness: "Are you from Gryffindor?"

"Ravenclaw."

"Oh." She relaxed her brows and shrugged imperceptibly.

Hoffa had to jog to keep up with the graduate.

"Are you S...Lettering?" Hoffa asked.

She looked at her dark green robe.

"Obviously, isn't it?"

"Why are you going to Morocco?"

"Confidential mission." Osivia casually said, "What about you?"

Hoffa curled his lips: "Top secret mission."

But obviously, his statement did not attract the other party's attention. Osilvia didn't care about Hoffa's so-called top-secret mission at all. After she got her letter, she became very taciturn.

Soon, Hoffa got to know Osivia, a recent graduate, and a young girl who was 18 years old.

It's just that she doesn't have the enthusiasm of other girls of the same age. Instead, she is very cold and has no gorgeous decorations on her body. She has a dark green robe, a tight bun with several hairpins, and high-top black leather boots.

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Although she is quite beautiful, she always has a cold face and has not shown the slightest smile since meeting her.

For some of Hoffa's professional questions about travel geography, she answered them in great detail, as detailed as a tour guide.

But if Hoffa wants to explore more about her identity and mission, she will use various weird ways to interrupt Hoffa's questioning.

For example - your shoelaces are not tied properly.

There's a piece of dirt on your hair.

Button your shirt.

The students in the Snake Academy were famous for their arrogance, and Hoffa could understand it. After walking for ten minutes, he gave up his plan to chat with this foreign senior who might have some mild mysophobia.

Hoffa focused his attention on exploring this magical secret land.

Speaking of which, the only secret place that Hoffa has fully explored so far is King's Cross Station, and the knowledge of the great master is only Milarepa's meditation method.

It's not that he doesn't want to explore other secret places.

But other secret realms are either too big or I don’t have enough time.

But it's summer vacation now, and the Double Cape Cape doesn't seem to be a big secret place. Naturally, Hoffa won't let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Seventy percent of my ability to survive last year was due to my magical meditation method.

Although he didn't know what the madman's knowledge meant, if he could get it, it would definitely become a new trump card.

In the light morning mist, the two of them entered a stone fountain square in front of the town's pier. The square seemed to be old, and many wizards were standing and chatting in the square.

There are also some wizards selling ice cream and strange drinks under big umbrellas.

Osivia found a stone chair in the square and sat down, then took out a newspaper from her backpack and started reading.

Hoffa: "I'm going to see this town."

Osivia closed the newspaper, frowned, and pointed to the bench next to her: "Sit here and don't move. The boat will be here in two hours."

Hoffa's eyes widened. The boat will arrive in two hours. Is there no difference between two hours and two minutes for this senior?

So Hoffa said: "I'll go there for a while."

"No, you have to stay with me."

This is Principal Dippet's order, she said stiffly.

Can't walk for even a minute? Hoffa began to feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.

It was impossible without being allowed to explore the secret realm, so he made an excuse: "I... urgently need to urinate."

Osivia's frown deepened, but she reluctantly agreed: "Okay, go back quickly, we will get on the boat at twelve noon."

"Okay, okay, okay."

After hurriedly bidding farewell to the somewhat eccentric senior from the Snake Academy, Hoffa rushed out, mentally laughing at the possibility that the senior had missed the train and slipped out of the shadows by mistake.

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...

Cape Bicorne is very much like a medieval town, with some baroque buildings with grotesque and unrestrained shapes and very colorful colors. Many buildings are also designed in the shape of shells and conches.

At the entrance of the town, Hoffa saw a stone tablet with some vague writing about the history of the town. Hoffa could vaguely see some words about wars and more than a thousand years in it, but this

The stone tablet is too old to be carefully identified.

The streets in the town are antique and paved with bluestone.

There are many shops selling wizards' daily necessities here, which are not much different from Hogsmeade. There are also some shops that specialize in selling wizards' fishing rods and fishing gear.

The only difference from Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade is that this town has many bronze reliefs holding tridents, large and small. You can see a few every other section of the road. These bronze sculptures have exaggerated postures.

Riding a horse, the horse has a head and a fish tail, and looks a bit ferocious.

Neptune? Or Poseidon?

There was no prompt from the system, and Hoffa didn't know. Speaking of which, the secret realm of the gods this time was very different from the last Helheim.

The last time I was in the mysterious realm of death, I should have just projected my spirit there, and met many monsters on the way, but not this time. This made Hoffa a little curious about the reality hidden in this world.

While thinking, Hoffa slowly looked over, and his exploration speed in the sea of ​​​​consciousness was also slowly increasing.

ten percent

twenty percent

Thirty percent

On the promontory, the mountain road winds. As Hoffa goes deeper into the town, the fog here becomes thicker. After leaving the business district at the foot of the mountain, Hoffa reaches the mountainside, where from time to time wizards rub shoulders with him with their sleeves folded.

However, these wizards always remained indifferent and quiet, and had no communication with each other.

Gradually, the exploration level reached 50%.

Hoffa got a spell fragment. The system's spell fragment arrived (/)

He didn't pay attention because as he went deeper, the surrounding buildings became more and more dilapidated.

At first, he saw normal buildings. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people, and the style of the buildings began to change dramatically, becoming extremely old.

By the time he reached the halfway point of the promontory, most of the buildings here had collapsed.

Later, Phoenician letters were even seen on some collapsed buildings.

This town was not like this at the beginning. This land experienced at least several times of prosperity and destruction, and finally became what it is today.

Finally, he reached the top of the promontory, facing the endless Atlantic Ocean.

Here, he saw an abandoned building similar to the Parthenon, with broken Roman columns all over the ground.

However, there is still a complete bronze sculpture in this half-collapsed temple. There are also some flowers and sacrificial fruits on the ground.

It looks weird, like an enlarged version of the bronze sculptures at the foot of the mountain.

A man is riding sideways on a monster with a horse head and a fish body. Each of its hairs is an octopus tentacle. Although it is lifelike, it feels uncomfortable.

For some reason, when he saw this bronze sculpture, he suddenly saw a scene of a group of ancient wizards kneeling under the bronze sculpture and killing babies to sacrifice to the statue.

But this scene only flashed by, and then disappeared into nothingness.
To be continued...