novelraw Chapter 269 The Banquet
Chapter 269 The Banquet
Chapter 269 The Banquet
Because of Shirley's sudden arrival, Peterson and Loila's conversation was forced to end, but to be honest—Loila was quite grateful to Shirley.
After all, Peterson had just rattled off so many things at once, including various numbers and Galon, that her mind was in a mess and she didn't have time to think.
However, Peterson didn't seem very happy—even at the evening banquet, Loila could still see the displeasure in his eyes when he glanced at Siri.
Of course—as more and more people gathered, Loila seemed to have no time to pay attention to others.
"Ah, this must be my aunt?"
"Quickly call her auntie—"
Hello, cousin.
"Hello, cousin, I am ————"
Wow, there are so many people in the Hamilton family!
She had thought the Ansbach family was already quite large—but the Hamilton family was even larger. She had only been sitting down for a short while when Loila had already encountered more than a dozen relatives who came to say hello.
They look alike, their names are alike—their voices are alike, even their dialogue templates are similar—
The following is an excerpt from a conversation between Roy and one of his nephews.
"Ah—this must be Aunt Loila, right?"
"Hmm."
"Auntie is so beautiful."
"Hmm."
"Auntie is a magic array expert, right? That's amazing!"
"Hmm."
"Auntie, please come visit us sometime! I live at—"
"Hmm."
"By the way, Auntie, do you have any magic array props or anything like that you could show me?"
"Wow, this book is amazing! Auntie, can I make one too?"
"Of course I'll give them the money."
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That's about it —
At first, Luo Yili was a little nervous, worried that someone might ask some difficult questions, but later she felt more at ease.
Because for them, it seems that even if they don't say a word, the conversation can still be successfully moved forward.
But she was only slightly relieved, because everyone who entered the banquet hall would invariably stare at her, not just because of her silver hair, but seemingly for many other reasons as well.
But no matter what, these gazes made her feel a little—a little suffocated.
As yet another relative, whose identity was unknown, left, Loila shuddered and slowly stood up.
"Cousin?" Peterson, sitting next to her, was startled and quickly asked, "What's wrong?"
"No—nothing." Loila quickly shook her head, and then she realized that almost everyone was looking at her as she stood up.
"I just need to—use the restroom—" Loila bit her lip, blushing as she whispered, "Where—is—the restroom?"
"Ah—" Peterson muttered as if he had breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this, "I thought my cousin was getting tired of all this—"
"No, not at all—" Loila shook her head, but because she had taken off her hood, her movements were very small.
She didn't want to attract attention anymore—even though that seemed a bit difficult.
"Sirius—" Peterson called out to Loila's personal maid. The girl, who should have come over to ask Loila what was going on as soon as she got up, seemed to be lost in thought again. She only came over in a fluster when Peterson called her.
"Take your cousin to the restroom," Peterson instructed. "The house is quite big, after all."
"Yes, young master."
Following Xirui out of the banquet hall, Loila finally felt a sense of relief, as if she had come back to life.
There were so many people inside, and everyone was staring intently at you.
Loila subconsciously cupped the ends of her hair and pursed her lips.
The Hamilton family’s house is indeed very large. Although it does not look as grand as a castle from the outside, its interior structure is just as impressive.
After circling around several times, Xirui finally led Luo Yila to the Alliance Bathing Room.
I must say—Mr. Lockhart's book does contain some real designs—the toilets in the shower room can actually be gold!
Loila walked out of the cubicle, her lips twitching as she looked at the golden faucet—how much money could she sell it for if she broke it off and took it back?
Thinking this, Loila looked up and saw herself in the mirror.
Hmm—it seems that because this mirror is very high-end, Loila feels that she looks much better—or maybe it's because she just washed her face?
However, as soon as her gaze shifted, Loila instinctively let out a scream.
"what!"
The reason was simple: there was another face in the mirror—not one of those ghosts from Hogwarts, but Miss Siri standing behind Loyla with red eyes.
She stood there with red-rimmed eyes, her dark eyes staring blankly at the mirror, then she suddenly pursed her lips as if she wanted to do something.
What... what's going on? Loila poked her fingers a little scared, starting to wonder if she had caused trouble for Miss Xirui because she was too stupid.
"Um—that—" After thinking for a moment, she finally spoke, looking at Xirui and pursing her lips, she said, "What's wrong with you?"
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Xirui remained silent for a few seconds, and only seemed to come to her senses when her gaze met Loyla's. She shook her head and said, "Is there anything you need—anything you need?"
"No—no." Loila blinked and asked, "I feel like you—you don't seem to be feeling well—"
"I might—maybe I can—can help you." Loila, who wasn't very good at talking to strangers, stammered out her sentence, but to her surprise, Miss Xirui seemed to listen very attentively.
Only after Loila finished speaking did she purse her lips and force a pale, strained smile: "I'm fine, Miss Loila, you're overthinking it—"
That forced, pale smile looked so familiar—Loila patted her face; of course she recognized it—wasn't that the expression she often wore?!
This definitely doesn't mean nothing's wrong, does it?!
"Um—was it—was it Peterson bullying you—" Roy thought of a possibility, and she clenched her fist slightly as she said, "I can—I can talk to him."
Seemingly to add some clarification, Roy hurriedly added, "But I am—but I am a professor at Hogwarts—"
"Besides, I'm the older sister—he—he'll definitely listen to me, right?"
"————" After saying this, Loila blushed and lowered her head. She felt that no one could convince her with such words.
Even I find it hard to convince myself!
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Miss Xirui also fell silent. After a long silence, the girl, who looked about the same age as Loyla, pursed her lips and gently pulled the door of the bathroom closed.
"Huh?"
The problem you mentioned—is it...is it...is it...I...can only solve that kind of problem, not that kind of problem!
Loila was instinctively flustered, but Xirui spoke up at that moment.
"Um—Miss Loila—could you please—not—not come back?"
"Hmm?" Loila blinked.
"That's right—" hope Rui whispered, "Please don't come back."
"It's best to avoid any contact with the Hamilton family."
But my last name is Hamilton—although she didn't know why someone said that to her, Loila surprisingly didn't feel anything—loss or sadness?
Rather, it's more like—"I knew it!"—
After all, she seemed to have been said even harsher things at the Ansbach family's house —
"Bang bang bang".
"Cousin, are you ready yet?"
"Hmm!"
Loila and Xirui both shuddered at the same time.
Peterson, this is the restroom, not a place where you can suddenly knock on the door and ask questions!
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