pertwk Chapter 273 The Secret Meeting at the School Hospital
Chapter 273 The Secret Meeting at the School Hospital
Chapter 273 The Secret Meeting at the School Hospital
What on earth have I been doing?
There weren't many people in the school hospital in the early morning, which makes sense—who would be hospitalized on Christmas Day?
If it weren't for me, Peterson probably wouldn't be lying here.
Loila sat in the chair, looking uneasily at the unconscious person lying on the bed.
Loila felt a pang of self-reproach, but there was nothing she could do—she couldn't let Miss Hilo be caught again no matter what—even if Luna were there—well, if Luna were there, Loila might have tried to recruit her into the Wusili Party.
"That sounds interesting, I'll join!"
This answer sounds like the kind Luna would give.
What am I even thinking about?!
Loila patted her face, looking apologetically at Peterson, who had fainted from anger.
His cousin seemed to be a bit of a failure—mainly in acting—perhaps a bit too fake? That's why Peterson was so angry he fainted.
Perhaps it was because of my poor behavior within the Hamilton family—I was clearly talking to my father's brother, yet I rudely ran away—
She felt like she had caused quite a stir—the thought of it made Loila a little scared—after all, her performance at the Ansbach family hadn't been very good either.
That poor performance ultimately led to many tragedies—but—but Peterson should be—alright, right?
It would be good if they hated me—just not Peterson—if all else fails, I can apologize myself—if I sincerely apologize to the Hamilton family, they should be able to forgive Peterson, right?
However, although a lot of strange things seemed to happen yesterday, not all of them were bad—there was one good thing.
Miss Hilo shouldn't doubt herself anymore, right?
At least it seemed unlikely yesterday — but that last sentence she said —
Miss Hilo wasn't very happy—after all, she had wasted over fifty years of her life—if it were Ms. Vida.
Loila pursed her lips at the thought of it, and her pointed ears twitched uneasily.
"Pat-pat-pat".
Just then, the door to the school hospital was pushed open.
Then came in someone who surprised Loila.
It's Miss Shiloh.
She wore a long black robe and a pointed wizard's hat that was somewhat similar to Loila's, except that her hat had a red trim.
Her expression was a little strange—she seemed a little embarrassed.
"Ahem." She coughed softly, then slowly walked in.
"Miss Hilo?!" Loila shrank back in fear. Could it be that she came to get rid of this lazy bum?
However, it's obvious that it isn't.
Hilo pursed her lips awkwardly, then slowly walked up to Loila, her purple eyes slightly lowered.
This is—what is this supposed to be done—
"I'm sorry," Shiloh suddenly said, then bowed deeply.
"Hmm?"
"I was reckless," she said softly, glancing at Peterson lying on the bed.
"Your cousin got hurt because of me."
"Huh?" Loila looked at Miss Shiloh who was apologizing with some surprise—it didn't seem to fit her character at all—shouldn't Miss Shiloh be making sarcastic remarks and then killing her with her wand?
It seems more like he's apologizing.
"No—it's nothing—" Loila quickly waved her hand. She knew perfectly well that Peterson's fainting was due to her behavior within the Hamilton family—
This isn't Miss Shiloh's fault.
Wait a minute—isn't the reason I didn't perform well also because Miss Shiro turned into a phantom thief?
Just as Loila was thinking this, she suddenly saw Miss Hilo raise her hand slightly and place a very small bottle on the table.
"What is this?!" Loila was stunned.
"This is my—" Shiloh said slowly, "This is my apology to you."
"A bottle of Felix Felicis."
"Felix Felicis?" Loila's eyes widened in surprise. This was an incredible potion!
Even with money, you might not be able to buy it—Miss Hilo actually has such a thing?!
Hilo nodded awkwardly: "It was originally meant to take you out—but now I feel there's no need for that anymore."
Is that how it is?
Loila's lips twitched slightly—don't tell me something so scary all of a sudden!
But this is far too precious—Loila waved her hand and said, "No—don't do this—"
"This is so precious—" Loila tapped her finger, "And ultimately, this is all my fault—"
"It's because my acting wasn't very good."
But I really want Felix Felicis—Peterson, or maybe your cousin can do it for you—Loila was about to reach out when she heard Shiloh's voice.
"Is that so?" She nodded thoughtfully, as if agreeing with Loila's statement.
"Your acting skills are indeed not very good."
"Huh?" I was just being modest, Miss Hilo, why did you take it so seriously!
Watching Miss Hilo retrieve the Felix Felicis, Loila pursed her lips and suppressed her slightly covetous gaze.
Oh! My Felix Felicis!
"How is he?" After taking back the Felix Felicis, Shiloh seemed to have returned to her original self. She raised her head slightly and looked Peterson up and down with her purple eyes.
"He—he just fainted from exhaustion," Loila whispered.
"Is that so?" Hilo nodded and then fell silent.
Although the two of them sat there in silence, this seemed to be the first time he had ever spoken to the calm and composed Miss Shiloh—Loy carefully observed Shiloh sitting there.
Miss Shiloh has such long eyelashes—and a high nose bridge—her eyes are like amethysts—although she looks aloof—but since she's come to see Peterson—Miss Shiloh isn't actually as cold as she seems—
Loila couldn't help but feel a little happy, and she subconsciously pursed her lips slightly.
What are you so happy about?
Hilo seemed to see Loira's smile, and she sighed softly without saying a word—even though Lord Grindelwald's mission was not yet complete—
However—in gaining Dumbledore's trust—she may have done quite well?
"Then I must cooperate with her properly from now on." Shilo looked thoughtfully at the silver-haired girl in front of her, then shook her head.
Her hair was perfectly healthy, yet it was a bit messy—long, silver hair; she had beautiful blue eyes, yet she always seemed timid and hesitant—even her face carried a hint of pitifulness.
Does Dumbledore like this type?
Sometimes, Shiloh has this urge to pinch that guy's pointed ears hard.
Tsk—Hiro seemed to realize something and curled his lip—had he been influenced by the Veela's allure?
She coughed involuntarily and then lowered her head, blushing slightly.
"Miss Hilo, are you feeling unwell?"
"no."
"Really—no?" Loila leaned closer, a little puzzled.
"Really, no!" Hilo suddenly took a few steps back and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll be going now—"
"that----"
"Please wait, Professor Rozier."
"...
"
The sudden sound startled both girls.
What the hell is this guy doing here—did he discover something? Shiloh tensed up involuntarily.
"Deng Deng—Deng Deng Deng Broodo?!"
Well—compared to that stammering guy, I'm relatively calm.