The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 108 Christmas Eve

Chapter 108 Christmas Eve (Part 2)

Loila paused for a moment, then looked at Luna. Seeing her familiar gentle smile, she immediately understood and said, "Ah—yes—that's how it is—that's how it is—."

This is absolutely the worst lie I've ever told.

"Is that so?" Lockhart frowned slightly. "Miss Lovegood's father should be 'Xenoflius Lovegood—'" Loira whispered.

"Ah—I recognize him." Lockhart's expression turned slightly unpleasant. "The editor-in-chief of *The Quibbler*, right?"

Mr. Lockhart actually knows Mr. Lovegood. Is The Quibbler some kind of famous newspaper?

Then why do I rarely see people read Lockhart? He shook his head slightly and said, “Please allow me to say this, Miss Hamilton, Mr. Lovegood is not an honest man.”

"He once publicly questioned in his newspaper—" Suddenly, Lockhart stopped, his face paling as if he understood something, and said, "Miss Hamilton, what are you trying to tell him?"

"Tell him what?" Loira paused, wondering if Mr. Lockhart was referring to the love letter incident. Was that something worth reporting?

"You can't do that!" Lockhart's voice suddenly became much louder, startling Roy so much that he quickly took a few steps back.

"I must tell you, Miss Hamilton, Roy, that The Quibbler is a newspaper that always spouts nonsense, and Mr. Lovegood is a complete—complete liar." Lockhart seemed a little hysterical at this point, and he was practically leaning on Roy to speak.

What—what's going on?! Loira shrank back in a bit of panic, her wand tightly tucked into her sleeve.

Mr. Lockhart is terrifying—

"Mr. Lockhart." A cold voice came from behind. It was Luna's voice, but this time it lacked the liveliness of before and was instead somewhat cold.

"You shouldn't talk about my father and his newspapers like that," Luna said, slightly tightening her grip on the ivy. "He's not a liar—"

"Why not?!" Lockhart seemed momentarily angry when Luna spoke up, clenching his fist as he said, "All the reports he published about me on The Quibbles are false!"

"Fake?" Luna didn't seem scared at all. She raised her head and said, "My dad would never lie like you. A lot of what you said is false."

"Besides, my dad wouldn't sneak up behind someone early in the morning!"

"That's slander! Despicable jealousy! What nonsense are you spouting—I just wanted to talk to Miss Hamilton—" Lockhart's face turned bright red, and his usually unassailable mouth seemed to merge with Loira's at this moment.

The way they stumbled around surprised Luo Yi, but she was even more curious about what the two of them were talking about.

What is fake? What is slander?

Lockhart was furious at the sight of Roy's somewhat confused expression.

Miss Hamilton likely possesses her own memories, while Mr. Lovegood is constantly making attacks against her.

Lockhart could guess what those two were up to, even just by patting his own head.

No. Lockhart mustn't let himself be blinded by lust. He instinctively reached for his wand.

But just as he raised his right hand, a wand was already pointed at his neck.

"Calm down—cold—calm down." Professor Hamilton's voice came through, though his tone was trembling, his wand was held with remarkable steadiness.

He pointed steadily at Lockhart's neck.

...

Lockhart quickly calmed down and took a deep breath.

"I apologize, Miss Hamilton and Miss Lovegood," he said, pursing his lips. "I got a little carried away."

"But there is indeed a discrepancy in what Mr. Lovegood said." He ultimately chose that word.

"Also," his face now pale as his anger subsided, "Miss Hamilton, about that matter..."

"We can talk about anything."

"I won't tell Mr. Lovegood."

Hearing Miss Hamilton's answer, Lockhart wondered if she was really trustworthy. But he had nowhere else to turn.

Since that incident, Lockhart had wanted to leave Hogwarts for a long time, but Dumbledore was like a ghost, always coming to visit when he was packing his bags.

Is he really that afraid of Hogwarts losing a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Lockhart had his suspicions that Dumbledore knew about it, but it was clear that if he did, he wouldn't have treated him this way.

Lockhart, who would send himself to Azkaban, trembled at the thought of that place.

But Dumbledore didn't know—but what about Hamilton?

Lockhart had no idea what the masked, somewhat timid yet exceptionally powerful Hamilton was thinking.

If she knew, why didn't she tell anyone?

If you don't know, why do you always hesitate and stammer?

He had originally planned to use his most proficient Oblivion Spell while she was alone, but that damned Lovegood caught him in the act. Then he thought of inviting Hamilton to his house so that no one would know what he was doing—but that was also disrupted by Lovegood.

He was now at his wit's end. Lockhart took a deep breath and finally chose the only option, which was also his only choice.

"That would be perfect."

That is the same timid and uneasy belief as before.

Or perhaps he strode into Hogwarts Castle—...for some reason, a new thought came to mind.

An idea that he shouldn't have quietly emerged.

She has something on me—and I'll have something on her too—Lohart took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

While she was away for Christmas—

"Mr. Lockhart seems very angry," Roy said, pursing his lips as he watched Lockhart disappear.

"He's just a little angry," Luna said with a shrug. "That's perfectly normal for him."

"So—" Luna suddenly paused, leading Roy to instinctively think she was going to ask about Mr. Lockhart, but Luna didn't. She simply smiled and said, "So, you'd like to come to my house as a guest?"

"It was just me and my dad at Christmas."

Hearing Luna's question, Roy pursed her lips and subconsciously wanted to refuse—but she immediately realized that Miss Lovegood was her friend.

How can I so easily refuse a friend?

And I've never done anything like visiting a friend's house before!

This seems...this seems very interesting!

Of course, the main reason is that she doesn't want what happened in the past to happen again.