chsdbacks Chapter 320 Kill him!
Chapter 320 Kill him!
Chapter 320 Kill him!
"Hello—Miss Hilo?!"
"Lou—Remus?!"
Upon seeing the two people in the corridor, Loila's face immediately lit up with a smile. Her pointed ears twitched excitedly as she ran over, seemingly wanting to hug her friend tightly.
"Smack!"
Then, to Lupin and Heero's helpless gaze, she slipped on some wizard's wand, fell to the ground, and collapsed.
The hat that hadn't fallen off during the battle with more than twenty wizards slipped to the ground at this moment.
"Ugh." Seeing her groaning in pain while clutching her head, Lu Ping pursed his lips and quickly helped her up.
Are you alright?
"N-nothing." Loila's face immediately flushed red at the question. She should have been the one asking Mr. Lupin that—why was she the one being asked this?
However, judging from their appearance, they didn't seem to be seriously injured—but Mr. Lupin's tattered robe still made Loila purse her lips.
"Are you... are you alright?"
"We're fine," Lupin said with a smile. "Thanks to Miss Shiloh's help and your support."
"Hmm!" Upon hearing Miss Hilo's name, Loila quickly looked at the girl who had been silently watching the two of them.
"Thank you—thank you, Miss Hilo." Loila bowed slightly to her, then politely performed the bow she had learned in Nurmengard.
However, the standards weren't quite up to par—Shilo raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at the people still lying on the ground and asked, "What should we do with them?"
As soon as she asked the question, Shiloh immediately regretted it.
"Kill them."
really----
She looked at Loila, who was tilting her head, and pursed her lips: "Did you kill all those wizards before?"
"No—no, I didn't." Loila quickly shook her head. "How could I do something so—so cruel—"
It would be better if you said that with blood on your face.
"Then why are you killing them now?"
"Hmm—" Loila thought for a moment, then walked closer to Shiloh and lowered her voice: "I feel—I feel this suits us—our identity."
Who told you that the UMNO party kills people indiscriminately? Even Aunt Vida didn't do that!
Hilo pursed his lips and said, "Don't kill them yet."
"Take all their wands first," Lupin added.
"Okay—okay." Loila nodded and then pointed her wand at someone's head: "Please—please hand over your wand."
"Ah! I'm so sorry! Miss Loila! You're so kind! I will never attack you again! It was all Peterson's scheme! I have always been loyal to you!"
I know you're scared—but don't suddenly say so much, making it sound like I'm some kind of villain—Loira was completely oblivious to the fact that there were still seven or eight wizards lying in the corridor behind her.
But upon hearing his pleas for mercy, Shiloh suddenly frowned: "Wait—where is Peterson?"
"He's the mastermind behind all of this—and we still have questions for him!"
"Ah—" Loila snapped out of her daze, immediately nodded, and then pointed her wand at the wizard, asking, "Peterson—where is Peterson?"
"If you don't tell me—I'll use the Heart-Rending Technique—Waaaaah!"
Her mouth was covered by Shiloh.
"I told you no one would do that!"
Seeing their expressions, Lupin chuckled, but after being coldly stared at by Shiloh, he immediately raised an eyebrow and said, "Um—I don't think we'd get an answer from them anyway—"
"He may have already escaped."
"Why don't we contact the Ministry of Magic first?"
"No need for that."
Suddenly, a woman's voice with a smile came, and then the three of them saw Miss Nagini with long black hair and the man standing in front of her.
Peterson, who was always impeccably dressed in a suit and tie and had always been a refined gentleman, was now in a terrible state. There was a bloodstain on his forehead, half of his gold-rimmed glasses was missing, his meticulously combed hair was now extremely messy, and even his robe was tattered.
"What is he doing—" Lupin had just opened his mouth when Nagini kicked Peterson in the back leg, causing him to stumble and fall to his knees.
"A pig like you only deserves to kneel before Loila!" Nagini said irritably, her voice icy.
Miss Nagini is so fierce—Loy instinctively shrank back.
Shiloh raised an eyebrow and looked at Loila. She pursed her lips and didn't ask how to deal with Peterson, because she knew that if she asked Loila, she would definitely give the answer to kill him.
So she just pursed her lips and said, "Well, Peterson—do you have anything to say?"
"————" Peterson gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but as soon as he made a move, Nagini kicked him again, and he let out a painful groan before kneeling down again.
Seeing his silence, Shiloh blinked: "So tough?"
"Should we hand him over to the Ministry of Magic?" Lupin suggested from the side.
"No need." Hilo rarely smiled. "Our Rozier family has plenty of ways to get this guy to talk—"
"And I happen to know a few ways."
Hilo bent down slightly to look at Peterson and said, "You know what, Peterson?"
"If you can transform into an animal, you're called an Animagus—Animagus can transform back into a human."
"But do you know what would happen if someone turned you into an animal?" Shiloh paused, then continued, "It seems like you'd be turned into an animal forever."
"And it's not just your body—your consciousness, your mind will gradually become like an animal's—" Hilo said with a soft laugh, "What kind of animal do you think suits you?"
"Isn't this a bit too much—" Lupin pursed his lips, wanting to say something, but Nagini and Shiloh both sneered at the same time.
"Alright—I'll just watch quietly—" Lupin pursed his lips and looked at Roy, who probably shared his thoughts.
"Could we... turn him into a squirrel?" Loila suddenly said, rubbing her hands together somewhat embarrassedly. "The Pinecone Party students... have always... always wanted a mascot or something..."
"I think squirrels are pretty good —"
"—" Lupin sighed, rubbing his head—
Hilo and Nagini were both taken aback.
Are you serious, Miss Hamilton?
"Ahem—turning him into a squirrel is too easy for him," Shiloh coughed and said. "I think turning him into a pig would be better."
"Keep him at the Rozier family estate—" As she spoke, Shiloh gently reached out and stroked Peterson's trembling forehead.
"You—you monsters—"
"Are we monsters?" Shilo sneered. "We're still better than guys who're cold-blooded enough to kill their own families for profit, right?"
Hearing her words, Peterson gritted his teeth and fell silent. Seeing his silence, Shiloh raised an eyebrow and said, "Then how about we start now?"
"Mr. Peterson Hamilton—let me warn you first, after turning you into a pig, there's no chance to say what you've done."
"After all, none of us understand pig language."