The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 154 Terrifying Imagination

Chapter 154 Terrifying Imagination

Seeing Loila's frightened expression, McGonagall sighed softly. This was why she hadn't told Miss Hamilton before—she was too timid, and if she knew, she might not be able to concentrate on her studies anymore.

But seeing Lockhart suddenly faint now, also because of the curse—Magaz felt it necessary to speak frankly about this matter.

"If you want to rest, I can give you a temporary break," McGonagall said slowly. This was the only thing she could do at the moment, since no one would want to attend classes under these circumstances, right?

"So—who—is here for class?"

Seeing Professor Hamilton's cautious demeanor, McGonagall pondered for a few seconds before saying, "It could be Professor Snape, or perhaps it's me?"

"This semester is almost over —"

"This—this isn't a good idea, is it?" Roy said with some concern. "Then—then Professor McGonagall and S—" She suddenly paused, then her face turned pale.

"Anyway—won't you all be cursed too—?"

Is Miss Hamilton showing concern for us?

McGonagall looked at her with some surprise, then smiled and said, "It's okay—it's only half a semester."

"and----"

"This won't do!" Loila whispered, "Besides—besides, I'm currently the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"I should still be able to continue working."

Looking at the girl who was only shoulder-high to her, McGonagall was stunned. She hadn't expected that even knowing about the curse, Miss Hamilton would still stick to her post.

It seems that I had many misunderstandings about her before.

But why?

Normal people wouldn't insist on this much, right?

Yes, normal people wouldn't do that—but Loila felt she wasn't exactly a normal person.

Although she was also afraid of the curse—after all, she seemed to have fainted because of the curse last time—but—but if she just ran away like this, wouldn't she be hurting others?

She didn't want anyone else to get hurt because of this.

Neither Professor Snape nor Professor McGonagall—they were both quite kind to me—if they were cursed because I deserted them—

Loila will never forgive herself.

However, if Dumbledore were to take her place, Royla might agree.

Furthermore, Loila felt that if it only caused fatigue and discomfort—then it wasn't too dangerous—

Although there might be more side effects, there's only half a semester left, and Loila feels she can still get through it.

Look, it's been a while since the last time she fainted—oh, not counting the time at Newt's house and Hufflepuff's common room—

—Haven't several months passed by then?

Although I've felt a little unwell these past few days, I should be fine.

Loila clenched her fists slightly, trying to encourage herself.

"Professor Hamilton, even if you say that—" McGonagall still looked uneasy: "You've already fainted because of this before."

"What if there are any other side effects—"

"No—it's okay," Loila said, waving her hand. "I can—I can hold on."

"And my classes—shouldn't—in some ways—not count as me teaching," Loila explained. "They should—be those—those memories."

"Also—also, if I—if I'm not feeling well—" Loila pursed her lips and said, "I'll ask—I'll ask for leave myself."

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McGonagall remained silent for a long time. Looking at Loila's determined eyes, she finally sighed.

"This is what we owe you, Professor Hamilton," she said slowly. "I will speak with Headmaster Dumbledore and raise your salary."

"Regarding rest, if you feel unwell, please tell me immediately."

Upon hearing the words "salary increase," Loila immediately perked up her ears with excitement. Could she finally get more money?

Previously, Loila spent almost all of her salary every month to buy materials for the magic array, and she didn't even have many opportunities to save money for Lord Grindelwald's great cause.

Right now, she only has a few silver sieves in her Gringotts vault—and that's what she's managed to save up over the past few months—

If I could earn more money, I wouldn't mind fainting or anything like that — but if I really did faint, would that be considered a work injury?

Wouldn't Dumbledore be losing money on himself?

Loila thought about it more and more and felt that this was a good tactic. She would work hard and then faint due to the curse, so that she could continuously get money from Dumbledore, thereby weakening the enemy's strength and expanding her own funds.

The only price was fainting—Loira felt she was quite good at this—

McGonagall noticed that Roy's gaze had suddenly become somewhat absent-minded, and she knew that Roy must be thinking about something—so she nodded slightly and said to Madam Pomfrey, "Contact me if anything comes up."

"I'm going to see Headmaster Dumbledore."

After saying that, she glanced at Loira again and then left.

As Professor McGonagall left, Loira's thoughts gradually shifted from how to squeeze every last drop out of Dumbledore's pocket back to reality—

Mr. Lockhart didn't know what was going on either—she blinked and carefully looked at the innermost bed.

There was only one person lying on the bed in the entire school hospital, and it was obvious that it was Mr. Lockhart.

Loila walked over to Lockhart with a hint of self-reproach, looking at him with his eyes closed and his face pale, and pursed her lips.

Mr. Lockhart was perfectly fine before—he only took a month off—it must have been during that month off that he worsened the curse on Mr. Lockhart.

I also repeatedly declined Mr. Lockhart's invitations —

And just a few days ago I also—I disrupted Mr. Lockhart's Valentine's Day ball—which must have upset him.

Roy scratched his ear with a bit of self-reproach—maybe he should accept Mr. Lockhart's invitation next time—after all, it's just a visit—and he could get through it if he just held on a little longer.

"Loila—you've come?"

Just then, Loila suddenly heard someone calling her. Turning her head slightly, she saw Miss Nagini, who had transformed into a snake, crawling out from under the bed.

"Little Nagini—thanks to you." Loila bent down, picked up Miss Nagini, and said softly, "If it weren't for you—I don't know what might have happened to Mr. Lockhart."

"I really hope something bad happens to him."

"No—you can't say that!" Loila gently rubbed Miss Nagini's body with her fingers, which made her happy.

But just as she stretched out her finger, she saw Miss Nagini open her mouth wide and bite her.

Although no fangs were spat out, it still startled Loila.

"Naji—Miss Nagini?!"

"This is your punishment," Miss Nagini hissed. "Did you think I was going to bite him?"

Miss Nagini had overheard her conversation with Professor McGonagall—Loira blushed and lowered her head, feeling extremely embarrassed by her inexplicable misunderstanding—

I should have trusted Miss Nagini!

"Hmm!"

Why—why did you bite me again?! Loila felt as if Miss Nagini had lightly bitten her little finger as well.

"This is also punishment for you," Miss Nagini said, flicking her tongue. "You just took on such a dangerous task!"

"But—but if I don't do it—someone else will do it—" Loila quickly explained, "And—and Dumbledore will give me money too—" she said with a smile.

"You're such a fool." Nagini shook the snake's head in a human-like manner, but although it was a reproachful remark, her tone was exceptionally gentle.

It seems like they're saying that Royla is also a gentle person, right?

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