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Chapter 463 Is she the murderer?
Chapter 463 Is she the murderer?
There are currently three silver-haired girls at Hogwarts.
Miss Fleur Delacour from Beauxbatons had almost golden hair, probably silver-gold hair.
Luna Lovegood, a third-year student at Hogwarts, has silver-gold hair, similar to Fleur, though her hair color is more like silver.
The last one is Professor Loila Hamilton, who has pure silver hair.
So who is the person in this letter?
Actually, there's not much to judge; Lupin knew who the letter's owner was just by looking at those few words.
He was referring to Miss Loy Hamilton.
"Professor Lupin—" Hearing Harry's voice, Lupin raised his head slightly, pursed his lips, folded the letter in his hand, and said, "Don't worry about Harry."
"Who else knows about this?"
"It's just the two of us," Cedric said slowly.
"Then please keep it a secret." Lupin took a deep breath and looked at the two students. "This letter may just be a prank or even slander—but it's best not to let more people know about it."
"This could affect the investigation."
"I understand." Cedric nodded.
Harry pursed his lips and asked, "Is this letter referring to Professor Hamilton?"
"How could it be her!"
"We all know it shouldn't be her." Lupin paused for a few seconds before continuing, "So this matter—Harry."
""
"You must keep this to yourself and not tell anyone."
"Not even Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley."
Do you understand what I mean?
Lupin looked intently into Harry's eyes and said, "Do you understand?"
"I understand." Harry nodded, regaining his composure. He seemed quite shaken by the incident and appeared somewhat dazed.
"Alright—don't overthink it." Lupin coughed and smiled. "You guys still need to prepare for the third match, don't you?"
"Go."
"Okay, Professor Lupin."
Watching the two leave, and only after they closed the door did Lu Ping's expression gradually become serious.
This letter is not as simple as he just said—because of the handwriting.
He recognized the handwriting.
This is not a prank, nor did it come from a student.
This is Sirius Black's handwriting, the handwriting he saw countless times while studying at Hogwarts, and the handwriting he saw countless times after graduating from Hogwarts.
But why would he write such a letter? And why send it to Harry?
Was it to shift the blame onto someone else? Or was it to—Lupin took a deep breath, sensing something was amiss.
Not only Karkaroff's situation, but even things that happened to James more than a decade ago may have changed.
Sirius—what exactly is hidden within you?
And Roy—you—Lupin could hardly believe he had to doubt two of his friends in such a short time—it was somewhat—
No—I shouldn't doubt Roy—she wouldn't do such a thing—Lupin reassured himself, but he couldn't help but think about what Steinberg had said, and he couldn't help but think about Sirius's letter that he had just seen.
Perhaps I really should—seriously investigate—not for any other reason than to clear Roy of suspicion.
Lupin took a deep breath, looked at the letter—then slowly picked it up and tossed it into the burning fireplace.
As he watched the letter burn to ashes, his thoughts drifted away with the ashes.
As for Loila, she also received a letter from afar.
She had just settled down in her office when an owl appeared in her room. It stood obediently on the table, with a beautiful silver feather on its head.
Along with it came a letter.
Someone actually wrote me a letter? Was it Miss Shiloh?
But—I don’t remember Miss Hilo’s owl looking like this—Loila picked up the letter thoughtfully and glanced at it a few times.
To Miss Loila Hamilton
There was nothing particularly special about the envelope—but Loila noticed a slightly familiar logo on the wax seal.
That is the symbol of the Deathly Hallows, and also the symbol of the UMNO party.
Well!
Loila quickly pressed down on the wax seal to prevent anyone from seeing her—although this was her office, Miss Nagini was still there—though she was still sleeping.
After glancing at Miss Nagini who was in hibernation, Loila carefully picked up the knife engraved with the magic circle and scratched the sealing wax before she had time to think about who sent the letter.
Could it be Ms. Vida?
After all, Miss Hilo wouldn't use such a seal when sending letters—and only the two of them knew they were members of the UMNO party.
However, we'll know for sure once we open the letter whether it's Ms. Vida or not.
The letter contained a considerable amount of information, but not much either, only about one page long. However, as soon as Loila saw the handwriting, she knew that it was written by Ms. Vida herself.
"Miss Hamilton, how is life at Hogwarts?"
"If there is nothing else, you may visit the Rozier family in the next few days."
"I have something important to discuss with you."
"Furthermore, the situation at Hogwarts is somewhat unstable—we should remain vigilant."
Both the language style and the content have a strong Vida vibe — but why did she choose to go to the Rosier family?
Has something happened to the UMNO party?
Or does Ms. Vida have some kind of mission?
Oh right! I can also take this opportunity to tell Ms. Veda that I've become a member of the Order of the Phoenix! That's a huge breakthrough for my work!
However, without Miss Shiloh this time, I feel a little uneasy — Loila paced around the office a few times, then, as if remembering something, picked up the letter and threw it into the fireplace.
They should burn it first. If Miss Nagini sees it, she might have some unpleasant associations.
As the letter burned, Roy nodded seriously. Since Ms. Vida had something to discuss with him, he would go back.
After all, I haven't been back since the last time I went there—even though Ms. Vida said she would treat it like her own home.
Today is Friday—it seems like today is the perfect time to go, since Hogwarts probably won't have any work to do over the weekend—and we can also conveniently avoid Valentine's Day.
Loila took a deep breath, then waved her wand and quickly packed some luggage, placing it in her spatial expansion book. She then casually left a simple note in her office.
Then she gently waved her wand and disappeared from the room.