Osivia: "Can you stop talking?"

Silby: "Those who get this library can gain supreme wizard power. In front of that power, all rights, wealth, and fame are at their fingertips..."

Osivia grabbed his throat fiercely and roared: "Are you crazy? Are the unforgivable commandments bullshit to you?"

In the woods, Hoffa was shocked, and he slowly turned around.

I saw that Sylby had been choked to death by Osivia, and her pale face was bruised from the pain.

"Let him go." Hoffa took a few steps back.

Sylby smiled with difficulty, while Osivia was a little flustered and did not let go.

"Let him go." Hoffa sneered, "What secrets can't be told? Do you want to strangle him to death?"

Osilvia removed her palm in annoyance.

Silby took a few deep breaths: "Thank you."

"So, there is such a library with hundreds of forbidden spells?" Hoffa asked in disbelief.

"Thousands of years ago, all," Silby said.

Hoffa didn't speak for a while.

Library of Forbidden Arts?

A secret that was banned thousands of years ago.

Hundreds of spells from the top wizards of ancient times.

For a wizard, Hoffa could understand what that meant without having to guess.

If such a place really existed, it would be like a nuclear weapon blueprint from The Witcher.

As wise as Dumbledore, he was attracted by the secret of the Deathly Hallows when he was young. If there really was such a library, how many wizards would be attracted to fight for it.

After calming down, Hoffa asked again: "What does this have to do with you being hunted?"

Silby: "The Forbidden Arts Library was sealed thousands of years ago, and the keys were distributed to three families for safekeeping. But ambitious people never disappear."

Silby collapsed to the ground, looked at Osivia and chuckled: "The war is about to begin. Everyone wants to win the war. Those top wizards and top organizations will desperately search for power and use it for themselves.

."

Saying that, Silby shook his head: "The British wizarding world is no exception, so this Miss Osivia appears here because she wants to get the key to the library..."

"That's enough! You've said enough."

Osivia interrupted Sylby sharply, clenching her fists on the spot.

"Can you let him finish speaking first?" Hoffa raised an arm to stop Osivia from speaking, "But this has nothing to do with you being hunted. If you kill you, those killers will get nothing.

What?"

"This is a question for the beautiful woman next to you."

Silby collapsed on the ground and raised his head: "If it weren't for Miss Osivia, I think they would have just arrested me, spared my life, and questioned me about the whereabouts of the library and the whereabouts of the keys. In fact, they didn't even find me.

Not me, because I'm a squib."

"But, she is...hehe, cough, cough, cough."

Silby suddenly sneered, and then began to cough violently, splattering little bits of blood.

"Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, I'm not a wizard. Apparition is too much of a burden on me."

Hoffa looked at his pale face and didn't seem to be okay at all.

After coughing, Silby continued: "Since you can't get it yourself, you can't let others get it, right?"

"Are you done?"

Osivia's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water.

Silby closed her mouth, with a touch of sarcasm on her face.

She pointed at Silby and looked at Hoffa: "I remember that your goal was just to earn living expenses, wasn't it? Now, do you still want to complete your goal?"

Both men looked at Hoffa, waiting for him to make his choice.

Hoffa took a step forward, bent down and carried Sylby on his back, looking at Osivia.

Osilvia threw the atlas to Hoffa.

When the sun rose high, they left the mountain forest.

After walking on the road for half an hour, when he saw Osivia's figure disappearing into the orange grove around the corner, Hoffa turned his head and gritted his teeth and whispered: "50 Galleons, it's really yours."

Silby smiled and said: "Otherwise, why don't you spend 5,000 Galleons to ask the principal of Hogwarts to send me back?"

Osivia stuck her head out: "No whispering!"

...

Fearing that the killer would appear again, Hoffa did not enter the city, and they only walked through the deserted suburbs.

Osivia led the two of them walking on the rugged mountain road, stopping from time to time and handing the map to Hoffa so that he could identify the direction.

Silby's condition was very bad and he would always cough violently, but Osilvia knew a little bit about herbal medicine and collected some medicine for him on the way, which prevented his body from further collapsing.

Walking along the coast, Hoffa's left side is boundless orange groves, while his right side is the vast Mediterranean Sea.

The scenery is as beautiful as a picture, but the feeling of walking through the wilderness is not very good, especially carrying Silby on his back. Although he is very light, he is still a living person.

Hoffa had to extract the power from some magic crystals from time to time to convert it into life, so as not to delay the progress.

He even thought about quickly turning into a thunderbird and taking Sylby away to Barcelona, ​​but this was unrealistic.

The last time I transformed, I consumed 5 bottles of magic recovery potions, and I only lasted less than a minute.

More importantly, after experiencing the assassination, Hoffa no longer dared to underestimate any Muggles. He must retain his magic power for self-protection.

As for Osivia coming to carry it?

Hoffa thought that was a joke.

After Silby told the story about the library, she never looked good on the two of them again.

Except for a word or two with Hoffa during alternating vigils, she would remain silent most of the time.

When she was hungry, she would pick some fruits for the two of them in the wild, or hunt some game, as versatile as a Muggle commando.

Other times, she would sit on a stone and meditate. Sometimes she would open the old newspaper and read it again and again.

Her only pleasure is taking a bath, and she will take a bath whenever she passes by a river or lake.

She didn't even mind Hoffa watching her take a shower, but it wasn't a sexy scene. On the contrary, it was a bit scary.

Because when she slowly walked into the lake with her clothes on, Hoffa could only see a ten-meter-long green snake swimming slowly in the lake.

...

July 5th, dusk, after crossing a mountain.

Hoffa could see the towering cloud-like peaks in the distance, which were the Pyrenees Mountains at the border of Western France, blurry in the dusk like a stripping girl.

They are very close to the end of their journey.

Hoffa took Silby from behind, placed him on the stone, and straightened his body a little.

Not long after, the silence was broken by a strange rustling sound, which sounded like the friction between branches.

The tall figure walked through the forest, it was Osivia who was back.

A small green snake was beside her, placed a hare at Hoffa's feet, and then circled back to Osilvia's shoulder.

"How far are we from Barcelona now?" Osivia asked.

Hoffa pulled the map out and examined it.

"It shouldn't be far, we will almost arrive tomorrow."

As Hoffa checked the gaps in the map, Osilvia asked Silby with a sideways glance: "Are you sure your family will pick you up at the station in Barcelona?"

"certainly."

Silby said confidently: "There is a special line that goes directly to our family's residence in Andorra. However, I may have to call my family when I get to Barcelona, ​​otherwise...

"

"Will they bring the keys to the library?"

Osilvia interrupted Silby.

"Yes, as long as I make a phone call." Silby said helplessly.

Osilvia stared at Sylby for a moment.

"very good."

After saying that, she turned around and left. Hoffa knew that she was going to find a snake again to take a bath.
To be continued...