novelhk Chapter 219 The Thief 3.0
Chapter 219 The Thief 3.0
Chapter 219 The Thief 3.0
"Phew—I need to calm down—I need to say what I just thought of—and don't be afraid—"
As Loila walked down the corridor of Hogwarts, she muttered to herself. Luckily, there weren't many students around, otherwise, anyone who got close would probably hear her rambling.
The reason she was muttering to herself was simple: she was walking towards the Herbology classroom at Hogwarts.
Do you remember what Professor McGonagall mentioned about Professor Sprout?
You might have forgotten, but Roy, who was trying to save money, remembered it very clearly—in order to have enough materials for magic arrays, Roy decided to find Professor Sprout today and ask him about planting herbs.
Although if we start planting now, we won't be able to use it until after Christmas, it's still better than buying it ourselves for the whole semester, right?
Moreover, Royla wasn't sure how long she would be a professor at Hogwarts—what if it were several years?
After all, Dumbledore hasn't shown up for a while—should I go and ask him to play chess to get closer to him?
Ah—or—or perhaps I should just forget about it—the mere thought of Dumbledore's smile made Roy feel physically and mentally uncomfortable.
As expected, I'm still not very good at these things—if Ms. Vida were here, she probably could gain Dumbledore's trust in just a few days, right?
Wait a minute—so it seems Luna is better at this kind of thing? After all, she and Miss Shiloh both talked about it—thinking of this, Loira quickly looked around.
Thankfully, Miss Heero did not appear, nor did Dumbledore—not even Peterson, who was always with him—
Today is a rare day that I'm all alone—oh, I forgot about Miss Nagini sleeping in my sleeve. It should be said that it's just me and Miss Nagini and the snake on this trip.
So, does this mean I'm going on a date with Miss Nagini?
What are you thinking about?!
Loila patted her face, but only managed to pat her mask.
Although Hogwarts was vast, Loila, who had memorized the map perfectly, quickly found the location of the Herbology classroom, except—
Looking at the empty classroom, Loila scratched her ear.
Professor Sprout doesn't seem to be here—should I go to her office to find her? Or should I wait here?—As she was pondering this, Loira noticed something being grown in a classroom—
"Clatter".
She tapped her wand to unlock the classroom door, then strode inside, staring at the plant.
It's datura, an herb that can be used to draw magic circles. Not only that, they're not cheap!
Looking at the large greenhouse full of datura plants, a dark thought unconsciously crept into Loila's mind.
Should I secretly put them all into my spatial expansion book? — That's a lot of money!
However, she only dared to think about it. With Loila's courage, she could only use the Cruciatus Curse on enemies at most; she couldn't bring herself to steal things.
If these herbs belonged to Dumbledore, I would be willing to steal them without any moral boundaries.
Roy pursed his lips helplessly and began to blame Dumbledore for not being the master of this place.
Professor Sprout really does grow a lot of herbs—this classroom has datura, and there seems to be something else growing in the other classroom—
"Um?"
As she was pondering this, Loila suddenly noticed something in the classroom next door—
Was that a person?
Through the hazy glass, Loira could vaguely see a figure in the next classroom. It was definitely not Professor Sprout; Loira still remembered Professor Sprout's chubby appearance.
Could it be a thief?
After all, if someone is alone in an empty herb greenhouse, there's no other possibility besides a thief, right?
Ah—of course I'm not a thief! I'm just here to scout out the area! To scout out the location for my herbs!
Why does it get stranger the more I explain it?
In short, I cannot allow anyone to steal medicinal herbs.
Thinking this, Loila carefully walked to the door of the next classroom, holding her wand, and then gently flicked the tip of her wand, silently opening the classroom door.
Why do I feel a little nervous?
Loila walked cautiously into the classroom. She could now clearly see the thief's appearance—a short figure, probably only the height of a student.
Then, wearing a Hogwarts uniform and a Gryffindor scarf—wait a minute…
Isn't he just a student?
Loila even knew the student in front of her.
It's Mr. Longbottom, who has never been able to draw a magic circle successfully in class—what is he doing here?
Could it be that they chose to steal medicinal herbs in order to practice their magic array?
That seems forgivable—no, no! This is theft! Don't mix the sacred magic circle with theft!
Then let me stop you!
With that thought, Loila gently raised her wand, intending to catch Mr. Longbottom red-handed.
But just as she raised her wand, she suddenly heard a voice behind her.
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"Disarm you!"
"Snapped!"
Loila instinctively turned around and flicked her wand, casting a protective armor in front of her to block the incoming spell.
Without thinking, she instinctively swung her wand, and a silver light shot out as she caught the wand that had been thrown from the enemy's hand.
Mr. Longbottom actually had an accomplice?!
Loila was startled as she gripped her two wands, and only then did she have time to examine who had attacked her.
Then----
Her lips twitched slightly.
Was Professor Sprout really Mr. Longbottom's accomplice Professor Longbottom?
Well—that seems to be a bit of a problem—
"I'm sorry." Loila lowered her head awkwardly, blushing as she looked at the tips of her boots, her index fingers poking at each other, and the pointed ears inside her hood twitching nervously.
I've done something bad again!
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Mr. Longbottom was not a thief at all; he was just helping Professor Sprout process herbs—instead, the one who picked the lock, tried to attack the student, and was even wearing a cloak made him seem more like a thief!
And I even attacked Professor Sprout and stuff—when will I ever get rid of this conditioned reflex?!
"Professor Hamilton." Looking at the remorseful Loira before him, Professor Sprout, with a kind expression, shook his head: "You really gave me a fright."
"I'm so sorry!" Loila lowered her head even further. Luckily, Mr. Longbottom wasn't here at the moment—otherwise, if he had seen what was happening, Loila would have been too ashamed to remain a professor.
"It's alright, Professor Hamilton, you meant well," Professor Sprout said gently. Although she was a gentle person like Mr. Lupin, compared to Mr. Lupin, Professor Sprout's voice was like a warm spring breeze, with a hint of honey sweetness.
"I'm still—I'm still sorry." Not knowing what to say, Loira could only lower her head and apologize. After all, she had only memorized how to greet Professor Sprout, but not how to apologize to Professor Sprout, whom she had disarmed!
However, Professor Sprout seemed to know why Loira had come here. She smiled gently and said, "You've come because of what Professor McGonagall mentioned, haven't you?"
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