ten minutes later.

Hoffa and the future Dark Lord are standing on the edge of the cloud base, holding two Vernon. With them is Ryan, and the female vampire whose whole body is tightly tied by the rope. She probably already knows the news that her family has been destroyed and the wizard has been killed in one pot. She was tied to Vernon's back and her mouth was blocked by chains. There was a strong hatred in her eyes when she looked at Tom and Hoffa.

Tom didn't want to say anything to Hoffa. He took the female vampire with him, just like carrying some goods. He put her horizontally on the back of the Vernon, and then turned over and stepped on the back of the Vernon.

The black creature spread its huge wings and descended to Bournemouth in silence.

Ryan looks at the Vernon under him, and then at Hoffa standing on the ground. He thinks he wants to sit behind him, his teeth chattering.

But Hoffa didn't look at him or talk to him. He patted Vernon's neck gently. Vernon felt something. He spread his wings, raised his front hooves and fell straight down.

Ryan's hair was covered on his face in a mess by the air flow in the clouds. Thousands of meters above the ground, he turned to look, only to see the huge shadow of the four winged bird flickering in the clouds, and then disappeared.

He swore that it was one of the worst days he had ever experienced, and that there was no one. Since he met the evil Ravenclaw, his fate has become like a broken wooden basin in the waves, no longer under his own control.

When the two Vernon finally landed on the ground, Hoffa had already stood on the ground waiting for them.

They returned to the dungeon of Bournemouth. Yesterday, it was very busy. Countless vampires roamed around the dungeon, singing and holding banquets. Today's Dungeon is lifeless and quiet, just like the copy pushed by footman. Occasionally, a few witches on patrol came by in the distance.

Tom Riddell across the next Vernon, magic wand pointed to the vampire, "curse Li Ting."

Click, the shackles of the vampire all open, the female vampire weak collapsed to the ground.

"Do whatever he asks you to do."

Tom said condescending: "don't try to run, if you don't want to suffer more before you die."

The vampire slowly propped himself up from the ground, spitting at Tom's feet. In exchange for a kick, Tom Riddell's shiny CALF BOOTS fell on the vampire's face.

"Call me when you're hungry, and don't do anything else." His tone was strong impatience.

"As... As you wish... Lord wizard."

Vampire hate full of crawling at his feet said.

Tom opened his feet and looked at Hoffa: "OK, take us to find the Muggle who killed the vampire, if he really exists, faster."

Hoffa pulled the female vampire up. "Is there any hiding place in your city?"

The vampire didn't even look at him. She got up and patted the dust on her body. He said to them, "follow me."

The four were speechless, with the female vampire at the front, Hoffa in the middle, and Tom at the end of the line with Ryan. They walked deep into the empty city, and soon disappeared in the depths of the castle community.

The moonlight flowed in through the narrow windows, leaving mottled silver spots on their faces. When midnight comes, the female vampire takes them into a hidden chapel on the side of the city. Here has been yesterday's search wizard pulled down the yellow seal, the road also stood a few stand guard wizard.

When they saw the four of Hoffa, they immediately came up. At this time, the role of Riedel was reflected. He just stood forward and said something casually, and the witches on guard put them in respectfully. In the eyes of those witches, Tom Riddell is also a decent man, one of the mainstays of the future wizard society.

When Hoffa went in, he found that the inside was almost the same as the outside, there were seals everywhere, and everything was almost moved. There are only some empty cabinets left.

However, after coming here, Hoffa immediately realized that there was another mystery behind the cabinet. Strange to say, this is not the perception brought by his mental ability, but the ability to clearly see the confined space behind the cabinet through vision, which is his extra ability after night.

Sure enough, the female vampire groped in front of the cabinet, then pushed it, and the cabinet turned over, revealing a narrow passage behind.

Tom Riddle stood still and spoke to hoffanunu, obviously asking him to go in first.

Hoffa didn't see any danger, so he followed the female vampire into the dark room. It's supposed to be the place where vampires hide. It's a square storeroom with fur blankets on the floor, a set of sofas and desks.

In the middle of the desk was an open notebook. The paper was rough and yellow, and there was something written in strange flowery English.

On the left side of the notebook, by the edge of the table, there is a neat stack of books, about seven or eight copies. The wall on their right side is inlaid with gray pipes and wall lamps connected with the pipes.This lamp has a Western classical flavor, about half the size of an adult's head, the inner layer is transparent glass, and the outside is surrounded by a grid of black metal.

At the bottom of the extinguished wall lamp, a black ink bottle is shrouded in the light of light red, and the convex surface forms a fuzzy three ring moon pattern.

Seeing the pattern, Hoffa felt his chest subconsciously. The high ceiling also has a delicate three ring glass window, and the moonlight shines down from the scattered glass lenses. It landed on the right hand of the room, which is the Bogu shelf of the room.

There are piles of scrolls at the bottom of the shelf. When you open it, you can see some Renaissance oil paintings. On the shelf of the sofa, there are all kinds of accessories, such as Swiss watches, Chinese ceramics, South American sculptures, and even Japanese ukiyo paintings.

At the top is a glass bottle containing a very delicate and realistic warship floating in the blue liquid. The boat in the bottle was very delicate and shining in the moonlight. He couldn't help looking at it more.

A boat in a bottle.

"These are my father's collections. Some of them are looted and others give them away. You can help yourself." The female vampire stood in the middle of the room and said coldly.

After entering the room, Tom Riddell let go of the rope on Ryan's body and began to search the room with great interest, picking up a watch and a famous painting.

But Hoffa is not interested. These collections worth millions of pounds are meaningless to him. He thinks that the female vampire may have misunderstood her meaning. What he wants to find is mans's hiding place, not the old vampire's treasure room.

"Is there no place for Tibetans? If someone wants to hide, where will he hide? "

He asked the female vampire.

"You ask me, I ask who, this is the most hidden place I know." Said the woman. Then, she opened her mouth with some pleasure, "isn't there any extraordinary stratagem this time, Lord wizard?"

"Strange."

Hoffa doesn't care about the irony of female vampires. He is lost in thought. Mans takes the nuns and the children of the French refugees. It seems that he is going to do something big.

But no matter what he wants to do, he has to have a place and supplies. After all, this is the material world. It's impossible to take a group of people without eating or drinking. If that's the case, it's better to kill all the people in the first place. He felt that with the shrewdness of that guy, he could never do such a stupid thing.

After checking a series of collections in the house, Tom looked disappointed. It was obvious that these Muggle items couldn't get into his eyes. He threw aside a diamond inlaid watch in his hand: "this is the end of the search. It seems that the magic Muggle officer you said is not here."

"Give me a little more time." Hoffa said in a deep voice.

"Whatever. I don't want to go anyway."

Tom went to the back of the mahogany table, sat down on the chair, crossed his legs on the table, turned his magic wand in his hand, and said: "I love to stay here, there are still some treasures here. If you want to find it, you can find it yourself. "

Hoffa takes a look at Ryan. He's looking at himself. When he sees his eyes, he immediately lowers his head and stares at his toes. He doesn't want to have anything to do with him.

"OK, you wait for me here." "Don't go anywhere," Hoffa said to Tom

After that, he left the darkroom alone and wandered in the castle. First, he came to the kitchen of the vampire castle. There were many bloodletting machines, which were covered with blood spots, and there were many hooks on the ceiling. There should have been many living people hanging here, but now those hooks are empty.

The efficiency of those who search the wizard is very high. In a few days, they clean up the corpses and blood slaves here.

Then he went to the theater, the reception hall, the bedroom and so on. But without exception, these places are empty. This makes Hoffa feel at a loss of looking for a needle in a haystack. He can't help wondering what he is doing and whether it is meaningful.

Around and around, he finally returned to the treasure room brought by the female vampire. Several people in the room did not speak. Tom Riddell still leaned on the red chair where the vampire used to sit, keeping a lazy look. The female vampire and Ryan were standing in a corner of the room. The vampire looked at Ryan, and Ryan was staring at the ground.

"How was the harvest?"

Tom asked, leaning back in his chair.

Hoffa shook his head. "Not found."

"That's unexpected." Tom grinned and gloated.

Hoffa was numb to his sarcastic gesture. Tom said casually that he couldn't really do anything to him. The guy who really pierced his heart was the one who worried him.

Is mans gone?

The city I left.

If that's true, I'm afraid I'll never find a nun again.

But on second thought, I found this speculation unreliable.

The exit of the underground city is hundreds of meters above the ground, and there is a vacuum area of more than 100 meters in the middle. He is a Muggle who can't do magic, can't fly and can't move. How did he get out. Unless he's flying, but that's not possible.Did you go out with a common wizard? He had such a big hole in his chest that a fool could see something strange. Even if covered the wound, with so many people is not dumb.

Hoffa constantly denied the speculation in his mind. Finally, helpless, he even took out the glass ball to ask if the guy who called himself the God of nightmares had any clues.

But the monster in the glass ball now closed into a black seed and seemed to be sleeping, ignoring his meaning.

However, when he put down the glass ball, another piece of glass in the storage room caught his attention.

It was a glass bottle on Bogu's shelf. Before he came to the bottle, there was a warship in it.

Hoffa bent down and slowly noticed something wrong. The more he looked at the ship, the more familiar he became. As a model, it was too delicate, not to mention that the ship's dense masts and gun barrels were restored. Even a tiny mini lifeboat parked next to the warship was lifelike, which was only the size of rice. Yes, he recognized it even though it had shrunk countless times.

It was the shankhost warship Ethan Dominic was piloting at sea.

A flash of lightning flashed through Hoffa's mind, and he grinned bitterly.

Good guy, you can really hide.

He immediately reached out and pulled the cork off the model boat in the bottle.

Tom Riddell was still playing with his magic wand in front of the mahogany table and nailing his nails. Suddenly, a gust of wind came behind him, which made the chair on his back overturn to the ground. The wind with incomparable suction, like a door key, suddenly dragged the four people in the dark room into the void.