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Chapter 461 A Certain Possibility
Chapter 461 A Certain Possibility
Lupin paused for a few seconds, then slowly said, "I may not know her well, but I know she wouldn't do such a thing."
"She had no grudge against Karkarov."
"Don't be so sure, Professor Lupin." Steinberg shook his head slightly. He didn't look at Lupin, but looked ahead and said calmly, "No one knows anything about Professor Hamilton's past."
"Even so, she's one of the few people who still has contact with Karkaroff," Steinberg said, looking at Lupin. "And—"
"She's the only magic array expert we know, and if magic arrays can do anything—only she knows."
Stöger's words left Lupin speechless for a few seconds. He didn't know how else to explain to Stöger, but he did realize that there was some truth to what Stöger said.
Although—although he didn't think Roy would do such a thing—but if—if she really did have some terrible past with Karkaroff—
Lupin thought of how Loila looked when she first met Karkaroff; she had been staring at him intently.
Maybe it's just because they were classmates, right?
That should be all—Lupin shook his head and didn't think about it any further, though he didn't know if it was because he didn't want to think about it—or because there was nothing to think about.
Seeing him deep in thought, Steinberger didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly: "Professor Lupin—I believe you have your own judgment."
"Our job right now is to find the killer, isn't it?" Steinberg said slowly. "So whoever it is—"
They would all be suspects in our eyes.
"Even Karkaroff himself."
Steiberg paused for a moment and then said, "Maybe he committed suicide, right?"
"That shouldn't be possible, right?" Lupin said subconsciously, but what he saw was Steinberg's serious look.
Are you kidding me?
"However, Professor Hamilton is indeed the most suspicious person at the moment," Steinberg said calmly. "She not only knows Karkaroff, but also possesses abilities that none of us are aware of."
"If she really harbors any hostility towards Karkaroff—" Stöger didn't rule it out definitively, he gently shook his head: "That's what I mean—"
"possible."
"I understand," Lu Ping sighed and said slowly. Even so, he was unwilling to doubt that the timid, somewhat silly, kind-hearted girl would do such a thing.
But wait—is Loila truly kind-hearted? It's hard to say—
"Alright, Professor Lupin," Steinberg shrugged, "let's conclude our discussion here—"
"Let's go back to the crime scene today—" Stöger paused and said, "There are still some clues we haven't found, aren't there?"
"Hmm." Lupin nodded and followed in his footsteps.
Even if Loila is a suspect—I will help clear her name, after all, we are friends, aren't we?
Lupin and Steiberg's conversation naturally didn't reach Loila's ears; she was currently chatting with Luna beside her with great interest.
"Is this the venue for the third match?" Luna tilted her head, looking thoughtfully at the wall in front of her.
"Yes." Loila nodded, then quickly added as if remembering something, "But—but Luna can't tell anyone."
"Of course I won't tell anyone," Luna said, pausing for a moment. "How about telling Grape?"
Grape?
"Plants—that should be fine, right?" Loila pursed her lips and said, "Cacti or something like that would work too—"
"Grapes aren't plants, you know." Luna chuckled at this, her laughter as clear as a wind chime, making Loila feel subconsciously relaxed.
But she said grapes aren't plants?
Fruits are definitely plants, right?
Or is it that fruit is considered an animal in the UK?
While Loila was lost in thought, Luna changed the subject: "Then Loila should be careful."
"Watch out—what?" Luo Yili was stunned. Could it be that mistaking a grape for a plant would lead to someone retaliating against me?
She pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. "Your British fruit is really something else."
"Be careful of others." Luna nodded matter-of-factly. "After all—the maze is right here."
"Won't a lot of people be curious about that?"
"It seems so—yes." Loila blinked, realizing that she had simply left the maze right in front of the Quidditch pitch; indeed, many students would come to see it if they wanted to.
It's still early. By noon, a lot of students will definitely be here—not to mention the dangers, the details of the third match will be leaked!
I can't just leak secrets!
Loila nodded, raised her wand, and flicked it gently. A transparent film enveloped the maze. With this spell, the students would not notice anything unusual about the place—and would not want to approach it.
This is a mixture of various spells, but fortunately, Loila hasn't forgotten how to use it.
Even so, it wouldn't work. After all, there are professors and such. It wouldn't be good if Mrs. Maxime from Beauxbatons came to investigate in person.
Or perhaps it's someone with a big mouth like Hagrid who comes along—
Therefore, Loila also planned to inscribe a few more magic circles to alert her when others approached, so that she could rush over to check the situation.
Wow—I'm such a genius, aren't I?
It's wonderful that Dumbledore assigned this task to me.
"Oh, right, Loila." Luna looked at Loila as if she had remembered something.
"Is your matter over?"
"Things?" Loila paused for a moment, "There are many more."
"It wasn't a competition." Luna shrugged. "It was—when you dressed up as Harry—"
Ah—it was that time I impersonated Harry and met Karkaroff—the time Luna bumped into me—
"I—I wasn't dressed as Harry," Loila said softly, scratching her face. "I—I don't really understand—"
Hmm!
Before he could finish speaking, Luna had already pinched his ear.
Loila blushed and bent over abruptly, whispering, "I'm sorry—I'm sorry!"
Luna chuckled and said, "You don't need to apologize to me, Loila."
"I just wanted to pinch it," she said, blinking. "And I believe—you won't do anything bad, right?"
"Of course."
"Ah—" Luna blinked at Loila's face: "Maybe I should say—even if you do bad things, we'll still be good friends."
When did I do anything wrong?
Killing Karkaroff isn't such a bad thing!