novelraw Chapter 230 The professor, exhausted, just wants to slack off.
Chapter 230 The professor, exhausted, just wants to slack off.
Chapter 230 The professor, exhausted, just wants to slack off.
"Ugh————"
Even lying in bed, Loila could still recall what had happened in the battle just now—
I... I think I've made Miss Hilo angry again... I'm sure I have, right? Absolutely!
Loila could see the icy, chilling look in Miss Shiloh's eyes when she asked if she was a qualified professor—even with her eyes closed.
It wasn't her who said that I should show my true abilities? She even told me not to hold back!
Being a teaching assistant is really complicated —
I had thought this would be a chance to prove myself as a good assistant coach for the dueling club—but in reality, I was rejected again.
Because her teaching assistant work for Mr. Lockhart last year was not done well, Loira even gave herself special training this time, including but not limited to practicing spell usage, gathering information about Miss Hilo in advance, and consulting various books.
For example, several books suggest using large-scale magic in these educational duels to spark students' interest in learning.
That's why Loila chose Fiendfire instead of her usual Apparition to quickly end the battle.
My own Fiery Blaze looks really good — even though it's some kind of dark magic.
But it seems all these preparations have failed —
Loila covered her head and remained silent for a few seconds before suddenly realizing something.
Wait a minute—I've been so enthusiastic about the professor's work—won't Miss Shiloh doubt herself even more?!
Suspecting I'm Dumbledore's lackey or something —
It's over! It's all over!
Loila sat up abruptly in bed, making a loud commotion in the early morning office.
What are you doing?!
"What's wrong, Loila?"
It seemed that the sound of Loila rolling around woke Nagini. She, who had been lying next to Loila in snake form, moved and transformed back into human form. She gently reached out and touched Loila's head.
"Is it because of that Rozier thing?" Nagini's voice turned slightly cold as she spoke.
Miss Nagini seems to be angry too!
Realizing this, Loila immediately grabbed her arm: "No—nothing like that."
"I just feel like I haven't done things well."
"Didn't you do a good job?" Nagini paused for a moment, then shrugged. "Wasn't she the one who asked you not to go easy on her?"
"You want me to use my full strength or something—"
"And she's Grindelwald's subordinate—" Nagini said through gritted teeth, "I still have a score to settle with Rozier."
I almost forgot—Miss Nagini seems to have had something happen between her and Lord Grindelwald before—
"If you really can't stand her—" Nagini said, withdrawing the hand from Loila's head and placing it on her own fangs instead.
"I'll just go and bite her to death."
She lowered her voice and said, "Don't worry, it won't hurt."
Can you really put your mind at ease like that?!
Loila immediately began shaking her head violently: "No—no need for that, Miss Nagini!"
"Sigh—" Nagini shook her head slightly upon hearing this: "You're too gentle, Loila."
"That's why she likes to bully you so much." She said, reaching out to gently stroke Loila's face.
"Ugh—" Loila shuddered and quickly shrank back. Why does it feel—the atmosphere is a bit strange right now!
Lying in the same bed with Miss Nagini late at night, and having her touch her face—Loyla's ears immediately turned red.
"No—no, Miss Nagini!"
"What do you mean, 'don't do anything'?" Nagini blinked her dark eyes. "I didn't do anything."
"Ugh—" Loila blushed even more after hearing that. Miss Nagini always loved to tease her!
She had to lower her head and change the subject, saying, "So—so Miss Nagini, what do you think—"
"Does Miss Hilo really dislike me?"
"Of course, right?" Nagini answered almost immediately: "She looks at you like you're a parasite."
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Loila's lips twitched, reminding her of some unpleasant memories.
Some of the memories of Lady Vida in Nurmengard.
"But don't worry, Royla," Nagini reassured her, seemingly thinking Royla was a little scared. "Headmaster Dumbledore is here."
"No matter what happens, it will be alright."
He is the root of all this!
Besides Loila, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was also unable to sleep.
Hilo Rozier leaned against the window, looking at the rain outside with mixed feelings.
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Even after some time had passed, she could still feel a sense of humiliation.
He had been insulted by a traitor—and had even lost to her.
Either one of them was enough to keep her awake at night.
And it's the kind of sleepless night that even counting sheep can't put you to sleep.
Hilo sighed softly, then closed the window and walked to the chair to sit down.
Just like Aunt Vida said, there's no way I can take down Loila Hamilton on my own—unless I use some underhanded methods.
But to be honest—Hilal didn't want to kill Roy Hamilton this way, because no matter what, she was a wizard, a wizard skilled in dueling.
To be poisoned to death by a bottle of poison—that would be far too tragic.
As wizards, they should die in wizard duels—this has always been Hero's belief. Even a despicable person like Dumbledore should not die from poison.
Moreover—Shiloh didn't think Loila would be so foolish as to drink poison.
"Hello, Miss Hamilton, this is a wine I specially prepared for you. Please drink it so we can reconcile!"
And then she'll just stupidly drink it?
Stop joking!
Hilo frowned, let out a soft sigh, and then waved his wand to produce a piece of paper.
Since she couldn't win by herself alone—she needed to win by numbers—even she couldn't defeat several experienced Aurors in an attack—
However, he absolutely could not do it at Hogwarts, at least not inside the castle—and he would try to do it when Dumbledore was not around.
Thus, after killing Royla Hamilton, even if Dumbledore suspected him, he had little reason to arrest him.
These so-called upright people are like this—they always need a respectable excuse.
Thinking of this, she nodded slightly.
Then he picked up a quill and wrote the first character.
Failure is not terrible; what is terrible is to shamelessly refuse to admit defeat—for the sake of the Malay Party, for Lord Grindelwald, for the greater good.
Shiloh Rozier never hides his failures.
Even so, this will not bring her any benefit.
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