The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 366 Strange Guys Arrive One After Another

Chapter 366 Strange Guys Arrive One After Another

"Ah—uh—I—sorry—" Seemingly realizing something, the petite Miss Shiloh pursed her lips and said, "I—I am—Emma Rozier—I am Miss Shiloh's—"

"Cousin—I will help—I will help you—"

Ah—this—Loila pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. So this is what it feels like when someone talks to you?

"Miss Rozier, hurry up and catch up with the group—stop daydreaming!"

"I'm so sorry!" Lupin and Loila exchanged a glance as Emma Rozier let out a strange cry and ran away.

"She and Miss Shiloh are so alike?" Lupin thought for a moment and gave this answer.

Indeed—aside from looking the same, they have absolutely nothing in common.

"But the people of Beauxbatons are really interesting," Lupin said with a shrug. "There's a half-giant headmaster, a half-Veele—and even a Miss Hero who looks different."

"I wonder if they have any werewolves or hybrids?"

Meeting Loila's surprised gaze, Lupin chuckled: "Just kidding—if it were true, then we'd have to wonder if they're imitating our Hogwarts."

Hmm—it really is—after all, Bubbaton seems to be here, and it looks like our Gewarts is here too. —By the way—is Ms. Emma Rozier's character similar to mine? Is that really okay?

Luo Yila shook her head as she watched the Hogwarts students still discussing things even after the Hissbarton students had left. These students were certainly excited.

Hmph, what a child!

"boom!"

Just as Loila was lost in thought, another loud noise came from Black Lake, immediately attracting the professors' attention.

"Is it Durmstrang's men?" McGonagall muttered, frowning, seemingly quite displeased with the way they had arrived.

Instead of choosing the elegant chariots of the Divine Horse like those of Beauxbatons, the people of Durmstrang opted to travel by boat.

It wasn't an ordinary ship; it was a magical sailing vessel that emerged from the water and could submerge. As it broke through the water, a huge flag fluttered in the wind, bearing Durmstrang's school emblem: a giant double-headed eagle.

Even Loila, who didn't particularly like Durmstrang, couldn't help but purse her lips and feel a touch of nostalgia in her eyes when she saw the two-headed eagle.

Of course—this doesn't mean she's willing to study at Durmstrang for a few more years—

When she first saw the school badge, she thought it was a two-headed chicken—thinking of this, Loila chuckled unconsciously.

However, upon thinking of Principal Durmstrang now, the smile on her face slowly faded—this was no time for jokes.

I still have tasks to complete.

Durmstrang students disembarked at the dock and then lined up to walk aboard.

The leader was none other than Karkarov, who had a close relationship with Loira.

He seemed surprisingly alright; his complexion wasn't too bad, but he still had that arrogant look on his face—it seemed that being frightened unconscious by Loyla hadn't affected his mentality.

"Headmaster Dumbledore." Dressed in a fur coat and holding a cane, he nodded slightly to Dumbledore, his eyes sweeping over the professors—when he saw Loila, Loila's blue eyes were also looking at him.

Karkaroff didn't say anything, nor did he exhibit that strange behavior. He simply nodded and then began chatting with Dumbledore.

It was as if he had never met Loila.

Is this some kind of shock therapy or some other name for a treatment? Loira had heard that some people, in order to overcome their fear, imagine the object of their fear as something else—

But why is he afraid of me? I haven't killed him yet—so keep it up, Karkaroff, wait until I kill you before you're afraid!

"Are any of your acquaintances here, Loila?" Lupin asked casually, observing the group with interest.

"Ah—no—I don't think so—" Loila thought for a moment and said, "I don't know anyone in Durmstrang—"

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There are only enemies.

"I see—" Lupin raised an eyebrow. "Sorry."

Your sudden apology hurt me even more.

Unlike the excitement of the boys when the students arrived at Beauxbatons, the arrival of the students at Durmstrang elicited cheers from both boys and girls.

It wasn't that Durmstrang's headmaster was particularly charming, but rather that one of their students was an extraordinary individual.

Viktor Krum, a superb Quidditch Seeker, was already a starter for the Bulgarian national team at a young age—but Loila didn't like him much.

He made her lose a month's salary—Loila shook her head as she looked at him.

"It seems he has a good chance of becoming Durmstrang's hero," Lupin nodded thoughtfully. "He looks very capable, doesn't he?"

If only he were that good at Quidditch too!

Loila didn't spend much time on Krum; her attention was more focused on the person talking to Dumbledore.

If she were to do it herself here, she probably wouldn't have a chance to clear her name—Loira slightly tightened her grip on her wand, but ultimately didn't make a move.

I must wait for the right opportunity—and plan carefully—I absolutely cannot act rashly! I endured two years in front of someone like Dumbledore, what's a mere few months?

Loila has no intention of letting Karkaroff return to Durmstrang. If he returns to his base, it will be difficult for Loila to make a move again.

Muller's hatred will be resolved at Hogwarts.

Wait a minute—why did he suddenly walk over here?

Instead of running away, they're walking towards me?

Loila felt a little guilty and took a few steps back, hiding behind Lupin.

"Miss Hamilton—" Karkaroff nodded slightly as he approached Loila. "Our last meeting was a bit comical—I didn't have a chance to say anything."

"It's been a long time."

Don't talk to me in such a disgusting tone. Do you think we're that close? Do you think I'm some protagonist in a Lockhart novel, that I'll forgive you just because you smile?

"You have no right to talk to me like that!" Just one sentence made Loila tremble with anger. She forced herself to stand behind Lupin, resisting the urge to use her wand.

As for replying, she was afraid that she would say something offensive as soon as she opened her mouth.

Seeing that Loila remained silent, Karkaroff put on an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, Miss Hamilton—I apologize again for what I did at Durmstrang."

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Roy remained silent, staring at Karkaroff without uttering a word.

"Ahem—Principal Karkaroff seems to know Miss Hamilton quite well, doesn't he?" In the somewhat awkward atmosphere, the only one to speak was Lupin.

"We're classmates." Karkarov glanced at Lupin, the slight kindness on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by his usual arrogant demeanor.

"But those things are none of your business." His cold, heavily accented English interrupted Lupin, and then he gave Loila a final smile before leaving.

"I understand why you don't like him," Lupin said, shrugging as he watched Lupin's retreating figure.

Loila didn't answer. Instead, she lowered her head and pursed her lips, feeling a bit disgusted. How could he still have the nerve to talk to me?

It's truly disgusting!

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