Chapter 46: 46, Advanced Transfiguration

The magic power was instantly drained.

The blood that spewed out high sprayed Hoffa's head, and the black wizard who grabbed Hoffa staggered back. He fell to his knees with a plop. The wand fell limply from his right hand.

He desperately touched his chest, only to find that there was also a huge gap in his neck. A huge wound stretched from his lower abdomen to his forehead, cutting his face obliquely in half.

He stared at Hoffa with his only eye, and when he opened and closed his lips, he could only make a whoo-ho sound.

The feeling that the magic power was exhausted made Hoffa's lips turn pale. He stumbled up, backed up continuously, and kept his back against the tree trunk to prevent himself from falling.

"waste."

Schmidt did not retreat but advanced. He kicked his injured companion away and pointed at Hoffa: "Cruciate!"

Cruel red light came out.

Hoffa's pupils shrank to the point of a needle, but at this moment, he didn't even want to back down at all. After defeating the fear, an inexplicable force in his bones supported him and stood up.

He looked at Schmidt, spit on the ground, and rushed up against the Cruciatus Curse while dragging his knife.

Even if it is death, the other party must be hacked to death first.

Schmidt didn't expect a boy to be so fierce, but he didn't intend to give in at all, and stood there with a cold expression.

Hoffa raises his knife.

The curse made his face flushed red.

But at this moment, an old oak tree beside him suddenly became alive.

It pulled out its gun from the ground, jumped up and landed between Hoffa and Schmidt. Two huge branches intersect.

The Cruciatus Curse was completely blocked by the huge tree trunk.

Hoffa slammed into the tree trunk with a bang, and hit a mess.

Schmidt lowered his wand and took a slow step back.

Hoffa looked a little pale and turned around to look.

But he saw an old man in a gray robe standing at the entrance of the Forbidden Forest. He was tall and had an auburn beard.

It turned out to be Dumbledore.

Schmidt was expressionless, he raised his wand decisively, and shot a blue lightning at Dumbledore. Dumbledore twirled his cloak and disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, he appeared behind Schmidt, and the surrounding trees came alive one after another. Wherever he stepped, trees rose one after another.

The huge oak man slowly put Hoffa on the ground, and then pressed the ground with one hand.

Countless branches crackled into the ground and began to grow crazily. As the soil surged, countless small treants emerged from the ground.

They hold wooden swords, and their eyes emit a green light.

Those active tree people surrounded Schmidt in groups, and the inner three layers and the outer three layers were impenetrable.

Such scenes made Hoffa's heart beat wildly, this is the transfiguration technique!

Schmidt narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Albus Dumbledore."

"It's me, I didn't expect you to be so impatient." Dumbledore said calmly, "Are you in a hurry to go to prison before the war has started?"

As he spoke, he waved his wand lightly.

The golden light burst out vigorously, and the night was as bright as day. The fluctuating magical power in the air made Hoffa's scalp tingle while hiding behind the treant.

Under the incantation, Schmidt looked grave and waved his wand.

Rows of metal shields appeared in front of him, but those rows of shields could not stop the golden light from passing through.

At the moment of crisis, Schmidt stretched out his grasp, and Aglaia, who had fainted by the tree, was grabbed by him.

He used Aglea as a human shield.

Dumbledore immediately swung his wand upwards.

The extremely penetrating golden spell made a turn, cut off several thick tree trunks, and disappeared into the Forbidden Forest.

"Schmidt, have you fallen to this point? It's really a pity!" Dumbledore said with emotion, "I think you were a little cuter before."

"Necessary personal sacrifices are necessary for a bright future," Schmidt said calmly.

Dumbledore sighed.

"Yes, I understand. But coming to Hogwarts with two companions and a group of magical creatures is a bit too arrogant."

After speaking, he waved his wand like lightning.

A sharp stone wall on the ground shot out from the bottom up, and the cut surface was like a blade, cutting off Schmidt's arm in an instant.

Schmidt's arm and Aglaia all flew high, Dumbledore opened his arms, grabbed his wand with one hand, and grabbed the unconscious Aglaia with the other.

Schmidt, who lost his arm, smiled slightly, turned his head and ran away without hesitation.

On the ground, vines gushed out wildly, tightly binding Schmidt into rice dumplings.

In seconds, it was all over.

Of course, this was just Hoffa's idea. After Dumbledore slowly put Aglaia down, his face showed no sign of relaxation.

Schmidt, who was entangled by vines, suddenly twisted and collapsed. Under Hoffa's shocked gaze, he turned into a transparent, limp multi-tentacled jellyfish, and slumped to the ground.

Other than that, nothing else.

"Stand-in jellyfish," muttered Dumbledore, putting down his wand.

"I should have thought of that earlier."

Then, he put away his wand, hugged Aglaia and came to Hoffa's side.

At this moment, Hoffa's hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Dumbledore's arrival relieved him from the crisis of death. But it also brought another crisis.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, what punishment would he face?

Will I be fired?

Dumbledore stood in front of Hoffa, looking down at him with a pair of blue eyes, and did not speak for a while, that expression made Hoffa a little uncomfortable.

"Very brave, but also reckless behavior, I really didn't expect to meet you here." Dumbledore said slowly.

Hoffa didn't know how to explain it, so he didn't speak.

Dumbledore asked sternly, "Are you still strong?"

Hoffa nodded silently.

"Take her back and go to the school hospital to find Dr. Reiner. I'll take care of things here."

After speaking, he handed the unconscious Aglaia to Hoffa.

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five minutes later.

Hoffa walked out of the Forbidden Forest panting with the unconscious Aglaia on his back, and walked towards the school castle.

Along the way, he saw the castle was brightly lit. The deans of each college rushed to the scene of the incident with the faculty and prefects.

Hoffa saw Professor Mellors of Gryffindor, Slughorn of Slytherin, and Professor Herblaw of Hufflepuff. The only thing I didn't see was Professor Goshack, nor did I see Principal Dippet.

Hoffa avoided the crowd and walked back to the castle by the path with Aglaia on his back.

On the lawn inside the castle, the students from various colleges were laughing and laughing, playing with each other, enjoying their leisure time at the end of the day.

The air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers and dead grass, and the cool breeze in the late autumn night is in stark contrast to the thrilling tragedy outside.

They didn't know anything about what happened in the Forbidden Forest, and they didn't even know that an entire tribe of centaurs had been slaughtered less than twenty kilometers away from them.

But their happiness couldn't infect Hoffa. Hoffa was full of worries. He didn't know what happened to Joey. I don't know what will happen to Aglaia, let alone where my destiny will lead.

The school hospital has a dedicated tower, which is far away from the main building. On the east side of the castle.

When Hoffa walked to the school hospital, his legs were already weak from exhaustion. Due to the overdrawn magic power, his head was in severe pain like being split by a giant axe.

Fortunately, the nurses at the school hospital had already got the news in advance and ran over to pick him up from afar.

In his previous life, he only knew that Madam Pomfrey was the school doctor at Hogwarts, but now Hoffa has not seen her. Maybe the current Madam Pomfrey is still studying, or is still an intern in a certain hospital.

Now in charge of the school hospital is a tall old man named Lena, with gray hair and wearing a mask.

He just touched Aglaia's breath, then turned his head and said to the nurse: "Prepare an isolation room, bring these two people in, and disinfect and check."

"I'm not poisoned," Hoffa said.

But Dr. Reiner ignored him at all and just gave him a glare.

After an embarrassing series of decontamination and physical examinations, Hoffa was placed in a public ward.

He didn't suffer much physically, but the real injury was mental. The morbid excitement caused by the continuous overdrawing of magic power made him unable to sleep peacefully for two days.

In the past two days, he had a good experience of what it means to be lonely. In his previous life, he would get hurt when he saw Harry, but every time he got hurt, a large group of friends would come to see him.

As for Hoffa, he just sat on the bed blankly for two days. In the past two days, except for a few nurses who changed his dressing and gave him some liquid food. He didn't see anyone.

Fortunately, he has the meditation method of Milarepa, who can constantly repair his mental damage caused by overdrawing his magic power, which makes this period of time less difficult.

It wasn't until two days later that Miranda and several roommates came to visit Hoffa.

They brought Hoffa some candies and chocolate frogs. Miranda expressed shock at Hoffa's injury and said that the school blocked the news of his injury. No one knew what happened in the Forbidden Forest two nights ago.

Compared to the nervous Miranda, looking at the appearance of the other two roommates, they seemed to care more about Aglaia's news than Hoffa's body.

Miranda asked Hoffa what happened in the Forbidden Forest, but Hoffa instinctively didn't want anyone to know what happened that night.

So he said lightly that he just fell off the horse and forgot everything after that. This made Miranda very sad.

"Hey, Hoffa, you're always so mysterious," Miranda said.

Hoffa didn't know how to answer, so he sent his friend away under the pretext of going to sleep. He saw Miranda leave with a disappointed expression on her face.

That night, Hoffa got a little better sleep.

The next day, when the sun shone into the hospital ward again, he saw that Aglaia had left the emergency room and was lying on the bed on his right side. Fall asleep.

To his relief, Joey was lying on the bed to his left.

Although his face was blue and his expression was painful. But fortunately, there should be no danger of life.

"you're awake?"

Just as Hoffa breathed a sigh of relief, voices came from beside him.

He was startled.

Only then did he realize that there was a person sitting on the visiting chair beside him.

Since the chair was in the shadows, he hadn't seen it just now.

It's Dumbledore.

He folded his hands on his knees and was watching Hoffa silently.