The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 588 Top Secret: The Hogwarts Headmaster's Office - Million-Dollar Evacuation

After confirming that Umbridge had really left, Roy carefully reached out and touched the door to the headmaster's office.

Without any resistance, she simply pushed gently, and the wooden door in front of her opened.

"Ugh————"

It seems to be exactly as I guessed—Loila didn't linger at the door. She carefully stepped inside and immediately closed the door.

It would be bad if Umbridge suddenly came back with some crazy idea.

As the principal's office door closed, Roy's slight unease slowly disappeared.

She let out a soft breath, then began to look around the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Nothing had changed since she left; it was obvious that no one had come in after she and Miss Hilo left.

Loila looked up at the portraits of the past Hogwarts headmasters hanging there. These portraits, which usually peeked at her and Dumbledore's conversation, all had their eyes closed at this moment, as if they were asleep.

Um----

After making sure no one was watching, Royla immediately walked over to Dumbledore's chair and began to examine him.

Is this the headmaster's chair at Hogwarts?

What will it feel like to sit up?

Loila licked her lips, then carefully pulled out the chair and sat down.

Well!

Well, nothing special, it's not even as comfortable as the chair I usually sit in when I come here — how did Dumbledore sit in such a stiff chair for so long?

Loila sat in her chair, lost in thought, and opened the drawer of her desk.

A bag of honey tarts sat quietly in the drawer. — Dumbledore, why are you sneaking snacks at work? — Loila picked up the honey tarts casually. "Let me take care of it for you then."

Upon picking up the honey tarts, Loila was surprised to find a bag full of cockroaches hidden underneath.

Loila was rather reluctant to accept this kind of thing, and she quickly slammed the drawer shut.

What's wrong with Dumbledore? — Shouldn't everything here be extremely important?

For example, rare potion ingredients—mysterious spells never seen before—terrifying magical creatures, and so on—

As a result, Loila opened three or four drawers in a row and only found snacks, all kinds of snacks.

Are you here to be the headmaster or to sell snacks? — Could it be that you're secretly connected to Honeydukes of Hogsmeade?

Loila shook her head and stood up from her chair, her gaze sweeping over the rest of the principal's office.

The headmaster's office at Hogwarts is a circular room with all sorts of cabinets and strange things on all four sides.

For example, the Pensieve—Loila glanced at the basin of water placed in the corner with great interest; it was this basin that gave her the idea to make the headband—

Next to the Pensieve, Loila also saw that familiar tattered hat.

The Sorting Hat at Hogwarts—that's how they classify people into houses—why don't you give it a try?

Loila looked at the somewhat dirty hat and ultimately decided against it.

But just as she was thinking, the Sorting Hat seemed to have sensed something and looked up: "Ah—Professor Hamilton, long time no see!"

"Whoa!" Luo Yili was so startled that she took several steps back. "You—how can you—talk?!"

"I can talk, I'm a talking hat!" the Sorting Hat said, shaking its head.

"Ah—what I mean is—why did you suddenly start talking?—that's scary." Loila pursed her lips and patted her chest.

"Haha, Professor Hamilton, you think you're going to be scared by something like this?" The Sorting Hat wiggled and said, "You're here pretty early. I thought you'd have to wait a few more weeks to find out."

"Huh?" Loila paused, taken aback. "What—does this mean?"

Are you waiting for me?

"Oh, of course, of course!" the Sorting Hat said, shaking its brim. "I've been waiting for you ever since Headmaster Dumbledore left!"

Loila blinked at the Sorting Hat's words.

According to it—this is what Dumbledore instructed it to do?

Under Loira's curious gaze, the Sorting Hat slowly said, "Come here, Professor Hamilton, I have something to give you!"

"This was all given to you by Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"Hmm?" Loila pursed her lips and carefully stepped into the Sorting Hat.

"Pick it up—pick it up! Ah, yes, yes, yes! Please wait a moment!"

"Whoa!" the Sorting Hat yelled, and then it shook itself violently, and a bunch of things immediately fell out of the hat with a "plop".

The largest one is a sword.

"This is the Gryffindor sword!" the Sorting Hat announced. "Headmaster Dumbledore thinks you'll need it!"

Do we need this Horcrux-destroying weapon?

But she wasn't going to destroy the Horcrux—Royla took the sword blankly and glanced at it a few times.

I feel like this thing should be worth a lot of money if it were sold.

After glancing at them a few times, Loila looked at the other things that had fallen out of the Sorting Hat.

"What is this?!" Loila curiously picked up a small, lighter-like object and sat down in the principal's chair while fiddling with it.

"This is a Deluminator," the Sorting Hat explained. "It can absorb all light—and then it can even fake it—"

Before it could finish speaking, Loila had already turned on the deluminator, and with her movement, all the candlelight in the principal's office was drawn towards it.

"This thing is interesting—" Loila pursed her lips, looked at the principal's office which had fallen into darkness, and then turned the light switch.

"Clatter!"

Light flew out of the light switch again and illuminated the entire principal's office once more.

Not only that, the light switch emitted a faint glow, which enveloped the surroundings and created a shadow.

"Miss Hamilton, I'm sure you were the first to see this." It was Dumbledore. The moment Loila saw him, she jumped up from her chair in fright.

Fortunately, it was just an illusion. He continued talking to himself, "This is a light switch, a magical device."

"Of course—it was also made by a magic circle," Dumbledore's shadow said, winking.

Ok? !

Dumbledore actually knows about magic circles? Wasn't he supposed to know very little about magic circles?

Loila subconsciously felt a little guilty.

However, Dumbledore's shadow chuckled and continued, "Many people think this is my work."

"But that's not actually the case," Dumbledore said, shrugging. "Its true creator is someone else—he is the real genius."

P.S.: In the original book, the author of the Deluminator was Dumbledore; this has been slightly modified (*^ω^*)

"But I can tell you, Miss Hamilton," Dumbledore said, lowering his voice, "that I really don't know much about magic circles."

"Ahem." He coughed and said, "Alright, let's get back to business."

7

"I believe you will need these things—the Deluminator and the Gryffindor Sword—these will be of help to you." Dumbledore said, winking. "And of course—don't forget to take the candy I left for you."

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"Consider that my Christmas present to you."

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