The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 122 The Sneaky Professor Hamilton

Chapter 122 The Sneaky Professor Hamilton (Part 2)

"——"

Loila took a deep breath and shifted her gaze elsewhere—alright, alright, she wasn't here to stare at Slytherins; she was the one who came here to investigate who stole the diary.

Loila glanced around and, after confirming that there was no one else, gently took out the diary cover from her bosom.

"Buzz!"

With a light tap of the wand, the diary cover floated up slowly, and then, with Loira's encouraging gaze, drifted toward the stone door she had just entered through.

"——"

"Clatter!"

The diary cover was left at the stone gate, which seemed to prove that the thief was not from Slytherin House, right?

Loira breathed a sigh of relief. It did make her happier that the students weren't hers. After all, those students were only teenagers. It would be terrible if they stole things at such a young age, right?

So next up are Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff—hopefully they didn't steal it either, although that would likely complicate Roy's search for Mr. Riddle, but it's better than arresting his own student...

Loira gently waved her wand, caught the notebook cover that flew up from the ground, and then gently placed her hand on the stone door.

"Clatter".

The stone door opened, and Loila slowly walked back to the top of the stairs—good, Professor Snape had already left, or perhaps the voice just now wasn't Professor Snape's?

Regardless, Loila felt she should leave the most dangerous place. The unease on her face under the brim of her hat slowly disappeared, replaced by a relaxed expression.

Then let's go find out where the Astronomical Tower is. A tower like that should be able to...

Loila's steps on the stairs suddenly stopped, and she gripped her wand tightly in her sleeve.

She heard footsteps—and who could it be coming from the stairs?

Is it really that suspicious that someone is still wandering around the school so late at night?

Of course, that doesn't include me; I was just looking for the thief.

The footsteps grew closer, and Loila instinctively raised her wand with a hint of nervousness.

Could it be Professor Snape? Or some dark wizard? Or perhaps that thief? Several candidates flashed through Loira's mind, and she also recalled some of Lockhart's classic works, those villains who would ambush women in the corridors!

Which of them could it be? Or perhaps some dark creature? Like a vampire or a troll—

However, judging from the footsteps, it shouldn't be the troll Royla. She had encountered a similar prank in Durmstrang.

Someone brought her a training troll while she was in the bathroom—although the troll was defeated, many girls saw Roy sitting on the toilet holding her wand.

That was so embarrassing—thankfully I didn't faint on the toilet!

"Pat-pat."

The approaching footsteps brought Loila back to her senses; her tendency to overthink when nervous seemed to be deeply ingrained.

The footsteps were heavy and slow, and they gradually stopped as he approached. He seemed to be standing at the corner of the stairs beneath Roy's feet.

Has—has it discovered me?

Loila took a step back somewhat timidly, but instead made a soft footstep.

"Hmm!"

Roy quickly raised her wand and aimed it at what appeared before her—no matter what it was, she would resolutely wave it.

"Clatter".

A foot appeared in front of Loila, followed by a figure draped in a black robe. He seemed to be wearing a hood, and his face was completely obscured by the darkness of the staircase, but his tall stature made Loila shudder.

What kind of evil spirit is this?

"Han—" The moment that voice spoke, Loila instinctively waved her wand.

"Buzz!"

A beam of silver light suddenly shot out from the tip of the staff, striking the figure and sending him flying backward, landing hard on his backside.

"No—don't move!" Roy cried out in a trembling voice, "Who—who are you?"

The man in black who had fallen to the ground was silent for a few seconds, and then Loila heard the most terrifying sound she had ever heard in her life.

"Professor Hamilton - good evening."

"Hiss! Professor Snape?!" Loila took a step back in horror, then collapsed to the ground, her legs giving way.

Why—why Professor Snape?

So you just attacked Professor Snape?

It's over—it's all over!

"So this is how Durmstrang greets people?" Snape scoffed as he slowly rose, his tall figure looming over Loira.

That hatred, that chilling emotion, made Roy feel suffocated for a moment.

"I—you—" Roy stammered, unable to utter a single complete sentence for a long time. She was completely terrified by Professor Snape.

Shouldn't it be a demon? Could it be a demon disguised as Professor Snape? Or perhaps a Boggart?!

Snape looked at Miss Hamilton, who was sitting on the ground in a panic, and he was trembling all over, but he was trembling with anger.

Hearing a noise in the middle of the night, he came out of his office. He initially thought it was that guy trying to steal potion ingredients again, so he patrolled around the area—and then he heard a noise coming from down the stairs.

Snape recognized the strange noise as coming from the annoying Miss Hamilton. He had planned to scare her to teach her not to bother him at night, but he never expected this.

She actually waved her wand.

A terrifyingly fast disarming spell struck Snape, knocking him to the ground before he could react.

Miss Hamilton actually dared to sit on the floor trembling alone—if the other professors saw me standing before her, wand in hand, they would probably think it was me—

"Professor Snape?"

Snape's lips twitched. He turned his head and saw McGonagall holding a lantern. She was staring at Snape in astonishment, as well as Royla sitting on the ground holding her head.

"What's going on here?"

Under Snape's speechless gaze, McGonagall even took a slight step back.

Were you serious about taking half a step back?

"I—Snape—he—McGrady—Professor McGonagall!" Seeing McGonagall appear, Roy hurriedly tried to explain, but the words he blurted out only made McGonagall misunderstand even more.

"Professor Snape!" She stared at Snape and took a step forward, causing the professor, who was already speechless and pale-faced, to take a step back.

"Even if you dislike Professor Hamilton, you shouldn't have done something like this." She circled Snape, then stood in front of Royla, took a small step back, and bent down, saying, "Are you alright, Professor Hamilton?"

As she spoke, she reached out and patted Loira's head, saying in a rather reassuring tone, "Professor Snape isn't a bad person—it's probably just a misunderstanding or something—"

Her whispered words made Snape take a deep breath. He trembled and gripped his wand tightly with both hands, afraid that he would actually raise the wand and use the Killing Curse to send Miss Hamilton to Merlin.

With McGonagall's comforting words, Loila took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then pursed her lips and said somewhat awkwardly, "That—it was me—I attacked—Professor Snape."

"Huh?" McGonagall paused, looking at the young man in front of her, who was blushing, had pulled his hat brim tighter, and was looking down.

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