harleyscars Chapter 376 The Person in the Mirror
Chapter 376 The Person in the Mirror
Chapter 376 The Person in the Mirror
"Is that so—" Karkaroff seemed a little surprised upon hearing this. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Even if you say that, I still feel very sorry—"
Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?
Your life is enough.
"Of course not—no need," the silver-haired girl said, head bowed. "After all, it's been fifty years—fifty years have passed."
Since you don't want to mention Müller, then I won't either—since you want to create a harmonious atmosphere, then I'll cooperate with you.
If I kill you when everyone thinks we have a good relationship, then they won't suspect me anymore.
Loila was surprised at how calm she was—after figuring things out, she unexpectedly no longer needed to suppress any murderous intent.
After all, he was already doomed, wasn't he?
It's just a matter of how long it will take.
"It's wonderful to hear you say that." Karkaroff smiled. "I also wanted to tell you, Miss Hamilton."
"No matter what has happened before, Durmstrang is your home—you can come back anytime you want."
Home?
I already have a home—your so-called home—is not at all—I have never missed it; I only miss someone from there.
"I'll think about it carefully." The silver-haired girl nodded gently and said, "By the way—what were you discussing just now?"
"Ah—we were discussing some things about Hogwarts." Karkaroff chuckled. "After all, the environment here is quite nice, isn't it?"
fraud----
"This place is really nice—" the silver-haired girl nodded. "If—if there's anything I can help you with—you can contact me—"
"I understand, Miss Hamilton." Karkaroff nodded. "If there's anything I can do, please let me know."
"After all, we're classmates, aren't we?"
Disgusting—so disgusting—
The silver-haired girl pursed her lips, remained silent for a few seconds, and then nodded: "Then—then I'll take my leave—I have other things to do—"
"Yes." Karkaroff nodded. "May Merlin protect you."
"May Merlin also bless you." The silver-haired girl walked away, and Karkaroff watched her retreating figure with a slightly meaningful expression.
After she left completely, Karkaroff raised an eyebrow and left as well, but he headed towards the Gryffindor common room.
"Miss Hamilton, you look terrible." In the Great Hall of Hogwarts, Mrs. Maxim, who was sitting there enjoying lunch for some reason, looked at Loila with a bit of surprise.
"Ah—yes—really?" Loila was stunned for a moment and quickly rubbed her face—it must be because she had spent too much time with that guy Karkaroff.
"Shall we take a break and have something to eat?" Mrs. Maxim shrugged. "The breakfast at Hogwarts is quite French."
Looking at the French bread on her plate, Loila slowly sat down.
Did Dumbledore hire a whole team of French chefs? My breakfasts before were just pea soup or something—
Some ordinary fried fish —
Why are there still French bread and pastries now?
Loila carefully picked up a piece of French bread and squeezed it—it was so hard! She subconsciously looked up at Madame Maxim, only to find that Madame Maxim was eating the bread with a normal expression, without even soaking it.
Ah—I feel like she and Hagrid are surprisingly well-matched. I guess rock cakes are like baguettes to her?
"Miss Shiloh Rozier must also enjoy the breakfast here, right?" Mrs. Maxim suddenly said, mentioning Miss Shiloh's name.
"Hmm?" Loila paused for a moment, unsure whether she should tell her that Miss Hilo never ate breakfast here.
"Miss Rozier wrote to me the year she came to work here," Mrs. Maxim said casually. "The first letter seemed to carry a hint of displeasure."
"But she seemed to be very happy afterwards."
"Maybe it's because she initially thought I was a traitor or something —" Loila nodded somewhat awkwardly, then looked at the bread on the plate, unsure of what to say.
"Before I came here, Miss Rosier wrote me a letter, saying some things about Hogwarts," Madam Maxim said, taking an elegant sip of her tea. "She mentioned you too."
"Me—me?" Loira felt a little excited after Miss Hilo mentioned her in everyone's letters.
"She said you're a very good wizard," Mrs. Maxim said with a smile. "And she said you two have a very good relationship."
"Ah—we are—we are friends." Loila said with a hint of pride in her voice.
"Friends?" Mrs. Maxim seemed a little surprised, and she lowered her voice to ask, "Is that true?"
"Of course!" You don't think I'm unworthy to be Miss Hilo's friend, do you?
"That's wonderful," Mrs. Maxime laughed. "Miss Rozier was never very sociable in Beauxbatons."
"She really enjoys being alone, and sometimes she likes to sit by the lake and stare at the ice all day."
"I never expected to make friends at Hogwarts. I'm so happy for her."
"Staring at—an ice cube?" Loila's lips twitched slightly, sensing she had discovered something serious—if Miss Shiloh knew, she would definitely be angry—
However—suddenly chatting about Miss Hilo and such—made Loira's mood improve considerably.
"That child always seems aloof, but she's actually very gentle," Mrs. Maxim continued, as if discussing her own child. "She's a good child, and very hardworking."
"Yes—yes—Miss Hilo is indeed very capable—" Loila nodded seriously and said, "She—she helped me a lot—"
"I see—" Upon hearing the word "help," Mrs. Maxim suddenly smiled, then lowered her voice and said, "Then Professor Hamilton—I need your help with something."
"Um?!"
Why is everything suddenly so strange? — Roy sensed something was amiss. Could it be that Mrs. Maxim was actually Sirius Black in disguise?
Wait, what am I thinking? How could Sirius Black possibly impersonate someone that tall, and even know about Miss Shiloh?
Waiting a little longer doesn't seem like a bad idea—growth hormones plus Cruciatus Curse torture or something—
Unaware that she was now considered extremely suspicious by Loyla, Mrs. Maxim lowered her voice and asked, "Miss Hamilton, do you have any leads regarding the details of the first match?"
"Huh?"
Seeing the surprised Roy, Mrs. Maxim continued, "The first match was decided by Durmstrang's people—they'll definitely leak it to their own people behind closed doors."
"So I think, for the sake of our respective colleges—shouldn't we talk about this privately?" she said, winking. "And I've also heard that you and Karkaroff are classmates."
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Did he reveal anything?
"Ah—I—um—" Completely unprepared for this direction, Loila was momentarily speechless, stammering and unsure of what to say.
Seeing her like this, Mrs. Maxim was not in a hurry. She smiled gently and said, "Don't worry, Miss Hamilton—you are Miss Rozier's friend, and naturally, you are also Beauxbatons' friend."
"Friend?"
Don't suddenly give me an entire college of students as friends!
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