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Chapter 372 Contact
I was definitely tricked by Dumbledore!
Loila pursed her lips as she walked down the Hogwarts corridor, wishing she could kick over the armor rack in front of her, but after discovering that the armor rack could actually talk, she had to quickly walk away, blushing.
Although I appeared to have been tricked by Dumbledore, it was actually I who tricked Dumbledore!
Of course I know Mr. Lupin is innocent, and Dumbledore certainly wouldn't doubt him—so I'll take this opportunity to get in touch with Karkaroff.
In order to kill him, I cannot—
"Mr. Potter, perhaps you could consider this."
Ok?
How could such a suspicious scene suddenly appear!
Loila was just thinking about how to get rid of Karkaroff when she heard a voice from around the corner.
From the slightly broken English and the voice, Loila immediately recognized who was speaking—it was Karkaroff.
He seems to be talking to Mr. Potter about something!
This guy is definitely suspicious!
Loila stopped and leaned against the corner of the corridor, slightly pricking up her pointed ears. Besides expressing emotions, her pointed ears also had a keen sense of hearing.
"I don't think this is necessary," was Mr. Potter's reply, and he seemed quite resistant.
Hehehe—Karkaroff, you're actually threatening Mr. Potter? Maybe if I report this directly to Dumbledore, he'll take action for me?
"You should really consider it. I guarantee that Durmstrang can protect you better than Hogwarts."
What are they discussing?
Loila suddenly sensed something was wrong—why the sudden mention of protection?
"But I really think it's unnecessary, Headmaster Karkaroff." Harry's tone grew increasingly dissatisfied. "I have friends at Hogwarts, and I'm not leaving Hogwarts."
"Is that so—" Karkaroff said with a helpless tone, "If this is your wish—well, then so be it."
"But you really need to be careful," he cautioned. "Sirius is very dangerous."
"He'll be thinking of killing you!"
You're really wicked! How could you scare a child like that! And murder—would Sirius really do something like that in this situation?
Putting aside the despicable person sitting in the principal's office, there are Aurors patrolling everywhere outside!
"—" Mr. Potter was surprisingly silent for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Sirius—"
"Why did you want to kill me?"
eh?
Mr. Potter didn't know about this? Loila paused, instinctively feeling a little surprised—even Mr. Parkinson knew—ah, it seems quite normal that Mr. Parkinson knew—
But they didn't tell Mr. Potter? Loila thought for a moment and could only blame it on Minister Fudge being busy playing with the seven Veelas and forgetting about it.
"You don't know?" Karkaroff seemed extremely surprised, his tone tinged with astonishment: "Sirius—"
He paused, but ultimately didn't speak, instead changing the subject: "If—if none of them told you."
"That means it's not something you should know." He lowered his voice, "This matter is related to your father—"
"So you have to be careful of Sirius."
This pretentious attitude is disgusting! Just tell me if you want to, don't tell me if you don't want to, what's the point of this half-truth?!
Loila, who was eavesdropping, started to feel anxious for Mr. Potter.
"Please tell me the reason, Principal Karkaroff!" Potter couldn't hold back any longer and called out to Karkaroff, who seemed to be about to leave.
"Sorry, Harry—maybe we can talk another time," Karkaroff said, coughing. "There are many people here who don't want you to know."
He said that and then walked away.
Loila peeked out and saw Mr. Potter's back, his fists clenched as he looked very angry.
See? I told you Karkaroff was awful! See how awful he is, Mr. Potter!
It's okay, don't be angry. You'll be happy once I take care of him in a few days.
Loila nodded slightly, then carefully chose another path.
I must say—it's a useful clue—Karlov seems to have some ideas about Mr. Potter. Was he just trying to poach Mr. Potter to Durmstrang?
If he has this idea, could I take advantage of it?
Loila nodded slightly, having some thoughts in mind—but after only a few seconds of thinking, she bumped her head into someone who was walking out from around the corner.
"Hmm!"
"what!"
She and the other person both sat on the ground, clutching their heads, and both cried out in pain.
After rubbing her head, Loila finally had time to see who she had accidentally bumped into.
Ok?
It seems to be Miss Ansbach?
"I'm sorry—" she whispered an apology while covering her head, and slowly raised her head. But when she saw Loila's face, she immediately frowned.
"Hmph!" She snorted and got up.
"Ah, that—" Loila had barely opened her mouth when she quickly left, seemingly without any intention of communicating with Loila.
She seems to hate herself—ah—thinking about it, it makes sense—after all, Muller's family doesn't like her because of me, so it's normal—
But her eyes really do look a lot like Müller's — Loila pursed her lips, and finally stood up in silence.
It's alright, I'll avenge Müller right away, don't worry.
"Hamilton—Miss Hamilton, are you alright?"
"Um?"
Why is there another person? Loila was stunned for a moment, and then she saw the petite Miss Shiloh walk out.
It was her sister, Miss Emma. She walked timidly to Loila, covering her hands. It was obvious that she had seen what had just happened.
"Ah—I'm not—it's nothing." Perhaps it was because she was Miss Shiloh's sister, Loira always felt a sense of familiarity whenever she saw her.
It's also possible that she knew about the UMNO party.
Hmm—this only makes me feel a little guilty, afraid that she might accidentally let something slip one day—
"That just now—that was Miss Ansbach from Durmstrang, wasn't it?" Emma whispered. "She—"
—She's really rude.
"It's alright." Loila pursed her lips. "I can understand her."
"Miss Hamilton, you are so—so gentle."
Hmm? Is this what you call being gentle?
"Just as my sister said—" For some reason, Miss Emma reached out and grabbed Loila's hand.
Hey! What are you doing?! Why are you suddenly grabbing my hand—and why are your fingers scratching me?!
Loila had a subconscious feeling that something was wrong, but before she could break free, Miss Emma continued, "I was thinking—thinking of poisoning her for you."
"It seems now that—it shouldn't be necessary." She chuckled.
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No—Miss Hilo, isn't your sister acting a little strange?
A black-haired girl who was searching for an unknown cave on the beach sneezed.