The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 306 Miss Hamilton's Joy

Chapter 306 Miss Hamilton's Joy

As night fell, Loila walked nervously toward Hogsmeade.

She was wearing that black robe, with the hat Mr. Lupin had given her on her head, and a scarf around her neck, looking quite warm.

As she walked, she carefully tidied her bangs. She was going to a party invited by the students, so she had to make a good impression.

Having rehearsed her speech several times beforehand, Loila pursed her lips and took a deep breath.

Although he was a little nervous before, now that he was on his way to Hogsmeade, Roy was less worried and even a little excited.

This was the first time Loila had ever attended a party hosted for her—she never expected that someone would actually report the party for her sake.

It really gives you a warm feeling.

Loila smiled slightly. Please forgive her for being so happy, after all, she had never attended such a party before.

Strictly speaking, wouldn't this kind of gathering be considered a teacher-student banquet?

I never ate with a professor while I was at Durmstrang — even at graduation, I obediently ate alone in the clock tower.

Müller didn't even come that time—Loila still remembers what she ate for her last meal in Durmstrang.

It's beans.

Yes, it's beans.

A plate of boiled beans — the ingredients came from the leftover materials from making the magic circle. She added some water, then cooked them with a magic spell and ate them.

However, I must say that it was probably the best boiled beans I had ever eaten. After all, after eating those boiled beans, I never had to go back to Durmstrang again.

But now that I think about it—Loira still really likes Durmstrang. There are many of her classmates there, and although they aren't exactly friendly to her, it still makes her school life very colorful, doesn't it?

Most importantly, no one there wants to kill her yet—unlike now—the thought of it made Loila a little worried.

Could it be Peterson?

Surely not, right?

After all, there was no benefit for him in killing her, and she had even invited her to the party—and given her five thousand Galleons—and had even taken her home before.

Whichever it is—it's something only family members would do, right?

Of course, friends who are even more important than family members can certainly do it too.

Loila breathed a sigh of relief when she thought about this. Maybe everyone was just making wild guesses. After all, wasn't it Dumbledore who said the so-called potion thing?

She couldn't believe what he said, after all, he was so despicable and shameless—thinking this, Loila quickened her pace.

After all, it was pitch black all around, and it would be a bit scary if Dumbledore were hiding in the bushes, wouldn't it?

However, although it's a bit late, this road is really quiet.

There was no one there.

Ok?

Loila slightly raised her head, and in the silvery moonlight, she saw something in the middle of the road in the distance.

It looks like a small box?

Why would such a thing exist?

Loila instinctively stopped in her tracks—could it be a bomb or something? Or perhaps one of those magical traps that explodes as soon as you get close?

Loila had seen this kind of plot in Mr. Lockhart's books quite often.

But—why would someone leave something like that in the middle of the road?—Roy couldn't help but wonder what it was.

Could it be a Christmas present from someone? It's just that it arrived late — well, I guess I'm being a bit too imaginative.

Loila, who even thought she looked a little silly, smiled.

However, it would be better if I didn't go near that thing—thinking this, Roy slightly tightened his grip on his wand and flicked it.

A faint, transparent barrier enveloped her.

With the protection of the spell, Loila became bolder. After all, she couldn't just skip the party because of some random box in the middle of the road, could she?

Maybe this box is just a box?

With this thought in mind, Loila carefully walked to the box. Of course, she wouldn't be so cheeky as to open the box or anything like that—she was just trying to avoid it.

But when she got close enough to the box, it suddenly made a soft sound.

"Clatter".

"Hmm!"

Is it really going to explode?!

Loila quickly took several steps back, then raised her wand.

"Clatter".

The box was opened, and a dark, shadowy thing emerged from it. The darkness made it inconspicuous, but it exuded an eerie aura.

As the silvery moonlight slowly shone upon the black mist.

Loila could see the shape of the mist clearly.

That wasn't fog—or rather, it was something that came from fog.

It was a piece of parchment floating in the air, and on the parchment was drawn a magic circle.

It was a magic circle that shimmered with silver light.

Just seeing it made Loila's heart skip a beat, followed by an unprecedented sense of fear—something far more frightening and terrifying than the Time Converter.

The magic circle stood silently in the air, its outline reflected in the silver light.

Those were markings, time intervals—not any magic circle that Roy had ever created or used.

It was a magical array, like a clock, that gradually ticked with time.

"Click-clack—click-clack—"

The magic circle ticked away second by second, and the soft sounds it emitted caused the girl in front of it to tremble violently.

"Huff—huff—huff—" She breathed rapidly, her face beneath the mask as pale as snow, her pointed ears drooping bloodlessly, and her blue eyes filled with terror—

"Loila?!" Nagini popped out from her sleeve, startled by the sight of the girl in front of her.

What's wrong?

She stared wide-eyed at the girl, then her gaze fell upon the magic circle—she had never seen such a magic circle before—but—why was Loila so afraid of it?

This is not her most —

"Are you alright?" She reached out and gently placed her hand on Loila's body.

The girl recoiled as if electrocuted, taking several steps back. Her lips trembled as she stammered, "No—don't do this—"

Although she didn't know why, Nagini sensed that it must be related to the magic circle, so she pursed her lips and turned to walk towards the magic circle.

But she had only taken a few steps when she heard a sound behind her.

It was a plea that almost came from the girl's mouth.

"Daddy—no—don't touch that—"

Please don't—don't leave me alone—