The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 587 The Unrecognized Principal

In the now quiet Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Umbridge silently watched Loila, who was also sitting in front of her.

She first gave a somewhat forced, insincere smile, then said, "Miss Hamilton, I have a few questions I'd like to ask you."

"Ah—Ugh—" Loila suppressed the urge to use a spell to knock her out and rubbed her hands together nervously.

Why does she have another question to ask me? — Could it be about Horcruxes?

Could it be that she already knows that she has obtained a Horcrux?

Or is she going to ask something about Dumbledore again?

Umbridge looked at Loila's somewhat flustered expression and gave a few more insincere laughs before continuing, "It's like this—Miss Hamilton."

"Minister Fudge really values ​​your talent—now that Dumbledore has been expelled from Hogwarts—what can you gain by following him?"

"He's just a fugitive now, while you, Miss Hamilton—you have a brighter future ahead of you." Umbridge said with a forced laugh that nearly gave Loila goosebumps.

What she said made Loila's hair stand on end. What did she mean by saying Dumbledore was just a fugitive?! You guys are underestimating Dumbledore way too much!

And Fudge is giving me way too much credit—even so, he still wants to recruit me to the Ministry of Magic?—Fudge, you bastard!

However, Royla would definitely not go. The Ministry of Magic is now Voldemort's stronghold. Wouldn't it be like throwing herself into the lion's den if she went there?

So Loila pursed her lips and said, "Um—can I think about it?"

That's right, Royla has now learned to give a polite answer that saves face for both sides. If she were to refuse directly, Umbridge might get angry again.

And when she gets angry, I might not be able to control myself—

"I understand." Loila's answer seemed to have come as no surprise to Umbridge. She nodded and then slightly pursed her lips, saying, "Well, there's one more thing."

"This matter has something to do with Dumbledore."

"Hmm?"

"That damned Dumbledore—even in his escape, he didn't forget to cause trouble for the Ministry of Magic," Umbridge said, glancing at Loila. "Miss Hamilton surely knows the Headmaster's office, doesn't she?"

"Um?

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How did this get involved with the principal's office? Is it possible that Umbridge really can't get into the principal's office?

Seeing Royla's puzzled look, Umbridge smiled and said, "Dumbledore has sealed off the Headmaster's office; no one can get in now."

"Miss Hamilton, as a magic array expert—you must have a way to crack the Principal's Office, right?"

"Ah—that—" Royla really wanted to tell Umbridge why she wanted to break the blockade left by Dumbledore.

They locked the door because they don't want you to come in. As the Deputy Minister of Magic, how can you not even understand this simple thing?

But—after thinking about it carefully, Loila was also a little curious about the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts. Every time she went there before, Dumbledore was in there—this was probably one of the few places at Hogwarts that she hadn't explored thoroughly.

Who knows what interesting things might be hidden in the principal's office, right? But should I take Umbridge with me?

Why don't we go with her and see what's going on?

So Loila nodded gently and said, "I—I understand."

"Shall we go take a look now?"

"It's wonderful that you're willing to cooperate, Miss Hamilton." Umbridge seemed quite pleased with Loira's cooperation, and she chuckled before saying, "Hogwarts is truly delighted to have a professor like you."

Don't talk to me like I'm some kind of lackey of the Ministry of Magic.

Loila followed Umbridge down the Hogwarts corridor with displeasure, and the two of them attracted the attention of many Hogwarts students as they walked one after the other.

Many students stared in astonishment at the scene before them, while even more glared fiercely at Umbridge.

They seemed to think that Umbridge was bullying Professor Hamilton again, but now that Umbridge was the headmistress of Hogwarts, even these students who were once fearless couldn't help but want to stay away from her.

Therefore, not a single student dared to approach and greet or ask any questions until they reached the principal's office.

Looking at the door to the principal's office, Loila pursed her lips and examined it for a few moments.

The Headmaster's office at Hogwarts has two entrances: one is the whispered statue that Loila often uses, and the other is the main entrance that most people use. Now they have arrived at the main entrance of the Headmaster's office.

The rather rustic wooden door remained quietly closed, seemingly without anything unusual about it.

"This is it, Miss Hamilton," Umbridge said. "This door simply cannot be opened."

"Even magic won't work."

It seems they may have used quite a few spells to test it — Loila nodded slightly, carefully looked at the wooden door in front of her, and then raised her wand and pointed at it.

A faint blue light spread out from the wooden door like a spider web, indicating that this place was indeed controlled by a magic circle—except that Loila's wand was not yet connected to this place, otherwise she could simply wave her wand to open the door in front of her.

Of course—it's possible now, but it's a bit more complicated and requires cracking.

Wait a minute—Loila suddenly frowned as if she realized something. This door was a variant of a magic lock array, specifically designed to allow only certain people to open it.

Loila was about to add her name here, but she was surprised to find that there were already two names here as soon as she picked up her wand.

One is Albus Dumbledore —

Why is my name on the other one?!

The name Loila Hamilton lay obediently in the middle of the magic circle, and Loila was confident that the door in front of her would open with just a gentle push.

Did Dumbledore do this? Or is it because he passed the Hogwarts test before?

Regardless of the reason, Loila subconsciously took a few steps back.

Umbridge is right behind him now, and he certainly doesn't want her to come in too.

"There must be a way, Miss Hamilton," Umbridge asked slowly from behind. "This door certainly won't be a problem for you, will it?"

"Ah—this—that's not necessarily true." Loila carefully chose her words, "Dumbledore—Dumbledore used some kind of self-created spell—"

"This is not something a simple magic circle can do."

"————" Umbridge was silent for a few seconds, then gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, "Damn Dumbledore."

With that, she tossed her robe and left, leaving behind Loila with a look of disbelief on her face.

Did she actually believe her own words?

Loila watched her walk further and further away, and finally, after she had truly left the place, her ears twitched slightly.

Could I really fool someone?

Turns out I'm actually pretty good?