pertwk Chapter 209 Leisure
Chapter 209 Leisure
Chapter 209 Leisure
"ah----"
"Oh dear————"
"Why----"
Don't get me wrong, this isn't someone practicing a spell; it's our Silent Witch lying on the table, groaning meaninglessly.
These past few days I've been feeling a bit...unsure what to do...
Even though school has already started, Loila surprisingly felt a bit relaxed this weekend, probably because next week's classes are practical classes—Loila doesn't have to prepare lessons until late like before.
It might also be because after the accident that happened in Hagrid's class not long ago, she no longer needs to worry about the magic circle materials—because Hagrid, in order to express his gratitude, is willing to share some magic circle materials with Royla free of charge.
This also means she doesn't have to worry about whether she can prepare enough materials for the next practical class for the time being.
But this left her unsure of what to do—she had originally planned to talk to Professor Sprout this weekend and ask for permission to grow some magic array materials in the greenhouse, but now it seemed unnecessary.
So what should I do?
Shall we go out and play with Luna?
Isn't this too lax? — And we might even run into Professor Rozier — Ah — Just thinking about that name makes Loila's hair stand on end.
I'll just call her Miss Shiloh; that way, it'll at least lessen the Rozier vibe she carries.
However, Miss Hilo has been quite quiet this past week—not causing trouble for me as Loy had expected. It seems that she only showed great hostility towards me in the first few days.
After that—it seemed she was simply doing her job—Loila even heard Luna say that this Miss Shiloh was quite responsible—
Compared to her, her cousin was more frightening.
Peterson was quite enthusiastic about Loila, and would come to chat with her almost every day. Although he was very polite and even gave Loila five thousand Galleons, Loila was really not good at talking to people.
Even though she could already discuss magic arrays in class—after all, this was the only thing she could do without being so hesitant and shy—
If Peterson had been talking to him about magic arrays, that would have been fine—although he was also enthusiastic about magic arrays, he would have preferred to invite Royla back to the Hamilton family for a visit.
He seemed to really want Loila to come back to this big family —
Even though I'm just a useless freeloader, attending banquets and dances is something that terrifies Loira—after all, the Muller incident doesn't seem to be too far in the past.
Especially for someone who spends most of their time unconscious —
Ah—it seems I've been thinking about a lot of random things—Loila patted her head to cheer herself up. She pursed her lips and looked at the coffee maker not far away, then blinked as if she had thought of something.
I almost forgot about the magic array items from before!
That's right—it's a magic circle prop that I made halfway through during the summer vacation, but had to be put on hold because of Mr. Lupin's matter—
—And by the way, there's the werewolf language cipher.
Hmm, do you remember that cipher text found in the secret room that has remained undeciphered? Although it was written in werewolf language, Mr. Lupin stated that it wasn't simply werewolf language.
It was obvious that, like the other ciphers before, it used a mixture of languages—so Loila had no choice but to start learning werewolf language as well.
However, this is difficult—after all, there are no werewolves publishing books or anything, and it is all thanks to Mr. Lupin's help that Royla has been slowly learning werewolf language.
They probably learned through letter writing.
That seems to have gone off on a tangent—in any case, Roy has now found something else to do, which is to return to his original job of creating magic circles.
What? You mean the work of the UMNO? Ah? When I was in the UMNO, I was mainly responsible for making magic circles, right?
Thinking this, Loila gently raised her wand and flicked it, summoning her Spatial Expansion Book.
She casually pulled out a small box from the pile and then placed it on the table with some difficulty.
This is the magic circle tool that Loila had half-made before, which had been kept with the basilisk—but it doesn't seem to have destroyed the magic circle tool, probably because its owner was killed by Loila.
It's been quite depressed lately, even its swearing has lessened considerably—but it's still just as vicious!
That rude basilisk.
Loila patted her forehead, realizing she'd probably never be able to overcome this tendency to overthink, especially when she was alone—
But now that I'm going to make magic array props, I should probably rein in my thoughts.
Loila turned her attention back to the magic circle prop in front of her. This magic circle prop was mainly made using an automatic magic circle, just like Loila's coffee-pouring machine, which was also made up of an automatic magic circle combination.
However, the magic array prop in front of us is much more complicated—the design blueprints alone are several inches thick.
Looks like this weekend is going to be busy!
Thinking about it that way, I'm actually quite happy!
As the saying goes, for every happy person, there is an unhappy one—while Loila Hamilton was having a good time, Miss Shiloh Rozier, sitting in her office, was not so happy.
She leaned back in her chair, quietly gazing at the black lake outside the window. Her slightly furrowed brows indicated that she was indeed not in a good mood.
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She hadn't done a very good job with the task Aunt Vida had given her—she'd been at Hogwarts for a week, yet she hadn't even had a chance to speak privately with that traitor.
Dumbledore's men swarmed in from every corner and place like flies that couldn't be shaken off—and there was also Peterson Hamilton, who always wore a fake smile—
He was more like a tagalong.
This all put Shiloh's work in a difficult situation —
Thinking of this, Shiloh couldn't help but snort—she had thought this was just a short-term mission, but now it seemed that it couldn't be completed in a short time.
She had actually considered assassinating the traitor, but Aunt Vida strictly forbade it, and she still hoped to take action only after obtaining solid evidence.
Aunt Vida was too lenient with the traitor and the parasite.
Based on Heero's observations over the past week—Lloyd Hamilton has very likely sided with Dumbledore—but Dumbledore is cunning, and we cannot rule out the possibility that this is some kind of illusion—
Hilo took a sip of her red tea, then shook her head to clear her mind of those thoughts. She then gently waved her wand, summoning a bucket of water from the corner of the office. As the tip of her wand emitted a faint light, the bucket of water turned into a bucket of ice.
Then, Shiloh Rozier just quietly watched the bucket of ice, watching it slowly turn from ice back into water.
This is how she learned in Beauxbatons to pass the time when she's alone—isn't it easy and enjoyable?
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