The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 441 Everyday Life and Troublesome Matters

Chapter 441 Everyday Life and Troublesome Matters

"Miss Hamilton, how have you been lately?" Dumbledore asked slowly as the others left, his demeanor nonchalant.

"Didn't we just chat a few days ago? Why are you asking again?" — Loila pursed her lips, thought for a moment, and said, "It's fine —"

He has a great appetite and sleeps soundly—all thanks to Karkarov's selfless sacrifice.

"How are the arrangements for the third match going?"

So you're here to ask about the competition? Their tasks are all about Voldemort and protecting Harry—my task actually seems rather leisurely in comparison.

But if you ask me about difficulties—

After thinking for a few seconds, Loila said, "We've encountered—some trouble."

"Oh?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is this something I can help with?"

"Hmm—that's right—I need a lot of magic." Roy thought for a moment and added, "The venue for the third match—requires a lot of magic to maintain—so I'm wondering if Hogwarts has such a place."

"A large amount of magic?" Dumbledore squinted and pondered for a few seconds before saying, "Is it to transfer a large amount of magic to the arena for the third match?"

"More or less?" Loila didn't know how to explain, after all, she wasn't fully prepared for the third match, but she did know that maintaining the puppet required a lot of magic.

Not only that, when she woke up that day, she found that the mirror was broken for some reason—it took her a lot of effort to fix it.

I don't know why —

"I understand, Miss Hamilton." Dumbledore nodded gently. "However, there may not be any gains for the time being."

"You'll need to wait a while."

"Hmm—okay." Actually, I didn't have high hopes for Dumbledore.

Loila's own plan is to create a super-large magic battery, which involves engraving a large number of energy storage magic arrays on different carriers and then concentrating them together.

This should be able to gather a lot of magic power—I just don't know if it will be enough for the third match—after all, the puppet only used two spells and then ran out of magic power to maintain its strength.

It seems there's still room for experimentation.

"Besides that?" Dumbledore asked slowly, "Is there anything else that requires my help?"

Why are you suddenly so enthusiastic?

Loila thought for a moment and then shook her head: "Not for now—not for now."

"Regarding the materials—I can still use my own—"

"Ah—Miss Hamilton, you are truly a wise and devoted professor to Hogwarts." Dumbledore chuckled softly, then said, "In that case—there is another task I need—would you be willing to help me?"

"Ugh—" Roy felt uncomfortable as soon as he heard about the new job—Dumbledore, you bastard—no wonder you're so enthusiastic, solving this and helping that—so what bad intentions do you have now?

Is this the legendary gift of fate, with a price already marked in secret?

Before Loila could speak, Dumbledore continued, "Miss Hamilton—the Durmstrang students have been very peaceful lately—they have maintained peace with the Hogwarts students."

"This is all thanks to you—" Dumbledore said with a soft laugh, "Therefore—as Christmas approaches."

"You should know about Christmas dances, right?"

"Hmm—hmm!" Loila pursed her lips and nodded gently.

"The Christmas ball is coming soon—but many students haven't learned to dance yet, which isn't a good thing," Dumbledore said, winking. "Miss Hamilton, do you have time—"

"Me...me?!" Loila quickly shook her head. "I...I can't dance either!"

During my first year of dancing, I almost stepped on Luna's feet several times, although it was partly because she couldn't dance either.

However, Loila had absolutely no confidence in her dancing.

Ms. Vida trained me for so long, yet she still didn't take me to the banquet—doesn't that already demonstrate my abilities?

"No—absolutely not!"

"No, no, no, no—Miss Hamilton, I didn't mean for you to teach them to dance." Dumbledore chuckled softly, "I just wanted you to help as a teaching assistant."

"A teaching assistant? A teaching assistant?" Loila said, biting her lip. "So, I just... just watch?"

"That's right." Dumbledore smiled. "That's roughly the idea."

"That's good then—" Loila breathed a sigh of relief. She thought she would have to do it herself; dancing was just too difficult for her.

"Professor McGonagall will be in charge of teaching them."

Professor McGonagall?

Just thinking about Professor McGonagall's face made Roy relax slightly. Professor McGonagall was a very nice person—it seemed he didn't have to worry about being accidentally injured in class anymore.

Yes, I'm talking about Professor Snape—the memories he provided me back then were really quite frightening—

"Can I entrust this matter to you?" Dumbledore's question came at just the right time.

"Y--Okay—" That's definitely possible, after all, it's just people going to watch the fun—Loila can accept it anyway—

As long as it doesn't cause you trouble, it's fine, right?

This matter is far from being a problem—Royla is completely unaware of her own nature, which has long been tamed by Dumbledore.

"By the way, speaking of the Christmas ball—I just remembered something," Dumbledore said, lowering his voice. "Miss Hamilton—have you found a dance partner yet?"

"Um?"

Dumbledore, why are you so gossipy?

Loila thought for a moment and said, "Not yet."

I don't think so yet.

I originally wanted to go with Luna, but she said she already had a dance partner. After that, it seemed that only Mr. Potter invited me, but Mr. Potter obviously had someone pursuing him, right?

It's Miss Ginny Weasley... wait, it seems I don't have a dance partner...

That seems alright, I can secretly sabotage Dumbledore so he falls while dancing—it would be terrible for an old man like him to fall, right?

As Loila was chuckling to herself, Dumbledore slowly said, "If Miss Hamilton really has no dance partner—perhaps I can be your dance partner."

"?" Loila suddenly looked up and saw Dumbledore's smiling face.

"It seems that an old man like me is still hard for young people like you to like," Dumbledore said with a wry smile, seemingly understanding Royla's thoughts. "Then you'd better find a good dance partner."

"Let's not leave any regrets for Christmas, okay?"