Chapter 239:39

The dusky castle stands tall and independent of the mist, with thousands of years of ancient trees lying around, exuding the smell of damp and decay. The woods are grey-green, stout oaks and old cycads. Here, thick, black trunks jostle each other, twisted branches weave a dense canopy overhead, and deformed, intertwined roots wrestle with each other beneath the ground.

In the dream, you can't tell the time. White mist spread over the river. Hoffa drove a small boat alone, roaming in the river in the dense forest, calling Chloe's name from time to time.

Ever since he left the upper dreamland by boat, he came to this strange yet familiar place.

Forbidden Forest Black Lake.

Hogwarts.

This place of deep silence and suffocating shadows.

On the black lake, the boat slides with the wooden oars, and the night wind blows through his hair. Everything is so quiet and serene, is it finally his turn, he thought to himself.

The castle in the distance was out of reach. In the mist, he saw a dark green grassland on the shore of the lake, and Chloe's back was sitting on the edge of the grassland.

He parked the boat on the shore of the lake and walked up.

There was a faint laughter from the woods behind him, "Are you hiding? I'm here to find you." The voice was as cheerful and familiar as a silver bell. He turned his head and saw a strand of long silver hair flashing behind the old oak tree. His heart trembled, he immediately turned his head and clenched his fists.

calm.

After he regained his composure, he strolled over to the nun, and saw her sitting on the grass like a Japanese tea ceremony lady, staring at the ancient castle on the other side of the lake.

"Is that Hogwarts?" she asked without looking back.

"Yes." he replied.

"I should have been in that school, my family would definitely send me there, and I would have received that magical letter too, if I didn't have this weird ability." She said softly: "I really don't know that the legendary Which House will the Sorting Hat put me in."

Hoffa sat beside her. "Aldo's dead."

"If I could stay at Hogwarts, maybe I wouldn't encounter these messy things. I would study in peace, pass the wizard registration exam, and finally find a job at Gringotts or the Ministry of Magic. Opening a coffee shop in Diagon Alley”

"It's the same everywhere, it's not as good as you think."

"Are you sure it's not your fault? If it weren't for being too indifferent, who would leave that school?" She said casually.

"Maybe, Chloe, I'm sorry." Hoffa tried to snap her back.

"What are you sorry for?"

"Mary's death, I'm sorry. I could have done better, but I didn't. I didn't care about your feelings, and I ignored her life and death. This is a fact, and I'm sorry."

Chloe was stunned for a while, then she slowly turned her head, as if meeting him for the first time.

Hoffa continued: "If you want to save her, I will help you after you leave here."

Chloe shook her head and sighed: "Forget it, it's been a long time. Even if I want to save her, there's nothing I can do."

"In that case." Hoffa grabbed Chloe's palm, "come back with me, this is not the real world, we still have important things to do. Remember the orphans on the ship, you swore to take them to British."

Chloe said weakly: "But how do we get out of here, out of this never-ending nightmare."

"I found the source of the dream."

"But that's not an entity," Hoffa said.

"Whatever it is? It's been a long, long time, Hoffa. I even think that maybe death is the only way to escape this dream. Maybe, in the real world, Aldo has already woken up."

"No, it's impossible." Hoffa shook his head. "You would think that it's just this dream that makes you feel that death is the only relief, but it's definitely not the case. It uses various methods to tease the inner shadow of the person in the nightmare, or Letting them kill each other, or letting people destroy themselves, is designed to break the human spirit. I think if you choose to die, it also serves its purpose."

"What can I do?"

"I do have a guess. The monster that created the dream didn't come sooner or later, and it happened to come when your magic power was rampant."

"How do I know, coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence, how long have we been without food and water?"

"It's been a long time," Chloe murmured.

"time."

"time?"

"Time goes by at a different speed. During this long period of time, I didn't notice hunger, thirst, or the need to urinate, any of the normal physiological needs of human beings."

"what do you want to say?"

"Either I'm dead, or the time flow rate in reality is completely different from the time flow rate in the dream, and the time flow rate here has been greatly reduced.

And it has the source of this ability, I think it is because it absorbs the magic power related to time in you, and then transforms it into the power of dreams. "

"You said there is a possibility. When I activated the ability, I really felt that something was staring at me, but so what?"

"So it absorbed your magic."

"Just say what you have to say."

"Don't you understand, Chloe, your magic power is gone, and mine is gone. Aldo, Anker, their magic power is gone.

Maintaining this dream is not free of cost, but the wool comes from the sheep. The more I want to recover my magic power to fight against this dream, the more my magic power will be lost unconsciously. Become the source of nightmares and use it to hurt my capital.

At the very beginning, the size of this nightmare was as large as the entire island, the underground corridor, and the entire city. Because there were four of us then.

But as we got smaller, the scale of the nightmare got smaller, and I noticed it when I was in Paris, the nightmare seemed big, but there were some places that couldn't be reached at all, it was just an illusion. "

He pointed to the towering castle in the distance: "Don't look at the majestic Hogwarts Castle in front of you, but we can't get through it. It's just for us to see. The real dream distance is only as big as this piece of grass."

Chloe's eyes became brighter: "So the only way to end this nightmare is to stop trying to recover the magic power and cut off all channels for recovering the magic power."

"That's right." Hoffa couldn't help touching her head.

"The body of that kind of creature must not be powerful. There is no way to physically destroy our body. We can only use this dark method, otherwise we won't do anything unnecessary."

But the recovery of magic power is as natural as breathing for people with the blood of a wizard. Without special medicine, can you cut off the magic power yourself? "

Hoffa: "I have a way, but in the process of cutting off the magic power, I think we should keep calm."

Chloe smiled: "Thank you, but I am calm, Hoffa. Aldo told me, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes, the past is in the past, Mary can't come back, the monastery The people who can't come back can't come back. It's just that this is your dream, and you are the one who thinks about how to keep calm."

As soon as she finished speaking, there were faint laughter again from the distant woods.

"Hoffa, where are you? You will die if you are caught." A girl said cheerfully.

"He might be hiding in a tree hole, just like a sloth." Another girl calmly analyzed.

By the lake, Chloe turned her head and said curiously: "It's strange, our nightmares are either bugs, darkness, or tragedies, but your dream is playing hide-and-seek with a girl."

"Nightmare doesn't care what the content is, as long as it makes me miserable." Hoffa said calmly.

"Hide and seek is painful?"

"of course not."

The voice behind him was getting closer and closer, he couldn't help but jump into the black lake with a plop.

"Hey, there's a person over there."

"It's so weird to dress up."

In the water, the sound was still heard clearly in Hoffa's ears, which made him very sad. He covered his ears, but the sound still penetrated accurately.

"Did you see a boy? Black hair, golden eyes."

Someone on the shore was asking Chloe.

Chloe: "I see."

"Shh, where did he go?"

Chloe pointed to the castle in the distance, "He went back."

"Lie." A girl said calmly.

"Ha, really, that's too foul. Wait, what's the matter with your outfit, aren't you a student of our school?" Another girl asked arrogantly.

"I'm not."

"Truth," said the calm girl.

"Well, forget it, don't mind him. Miranda's feeling is correct. You told a lie before. Tell me, where is Hoffa? If you tell me, I can let you watch him pretend to be dead. It's fun."

Chloe was silent for a moment, shaking her head.

"I really haven't seen anyone with black hair."

"Truth."

The calm girl was slightly taken aback.

"Hey, this is very strange."

After the two chattered for a while, "Forget it, Miranda, let's go find it."

The sound gradually moved away, and Hoffa got out of the water wetly, sat beside Chloe, and let out a long sigh.

"Your friend?" Chloe asked.

"yes."

Hoffa nodded.

"Why don't you come out and meet them, they don't look dangerous."

"It's all fake." Hoffa shook his head, "Let's get started."

"What did you do to feel sorry for them? Shame on others."

"It's true." Hoffa smiled, grabbed Chloe's palm, and closed his eyes.

"Just let yourself go and don't think about anything."

Chloe closed her eyes as she said, and Hoffa recited silently, transforming her life.

As soon as the spell was uttered, it was like a weak dam meeting a strong current and being crushed in an instant. But very rarely, his body stored a small amount of magic power. Although the magic power disappeared in a blink of an eye, it had already given him hope.

It worked, and he recited the spell silently in his heart again.

again and again.

4:6

3:7

The magic power was removed from their bodies little by little, and transformed into life. The severe brain tearing made him feel extremely uncomfortable, just like a car without gasoline forced to start, extremely difficult.

Gradually, the proportion of magic power in their bodies became less and less.

There was a clicking sound from around.

He opened his eyes slightly, presumably Chloe was also in extreme pain, her brows were tightly frowned, and blood was coming out of her lips biting her teeth. But the effect is quite significant. The grass, the sky, and the castle in the distance are like glass lenses, with cracks appearing one after another. .

2:8

1:9

The scale of the shattering became bigger and bigger, and he could almost see the bright moonlight beyond the dream, and he could smell the salty sea breeze in the air.

However, at the most critical moment, a pair of soft hands climbed onto his back, followed by a teasing chuckle: "You have no choice but to hide this time." The voice blew the temple hair by his ear , the truth is incomparable: "I found you."

Hoffa froze as if electrocuted.

Not only that, strands of silver hair hung down from his ears, and the man behind him whispered with a chuckle: "You have grown up a lot, and you seem to have suffered a lot."

"Stay here, with me, as long as you turn around."

The girl gently bit her earlobe and said softly.

Hoffa opened his eyes, the cracks in the dream healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his life was also crazily transformed into magic again.

It was extremely urgent, cold sweat kept coming out of his forehead, he needed something to divert his attention.

So, he saw Chloe's hands. He had seen many hands, and these hands were undoubtedly the most beautiful. The lines were soft but three-dimensional, white but powerful, with pointed fingers and tapered nails. With a touch of pink.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you look at me."

A mournful voice came from behind. He forced himself not to think about what was behind him, and stared ferociously at the things in front of him.

Hey, her thumb knuckle can be turned backwards, it's amazing. Hoffa firmly held Chloe's palm, why did he turn it backwards, did he let go?

Raising her head, Chloe opened her eyes, touched the back of his head with her palm, pressed his head against her own, and said indisputably, "Mr. Bach, we still have a lot to do."

At this moment, Hoffa understood why Aldo was so devoted to the nun. Yes, she did have a calming power in her body.

"certainly."

The voice in his ear subsided, and he finally said the incantation silently. Transform life.

Finally, the dream was shattered into pieces, and among the countless collapsed icy fragments, the two woke up from the dream and returned to the real world.