The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 596: Picking up flowers in the morning and evening

Without pausing, Loila rushed back to her office.

She plopped down in the chair, staring at the light switch in front of her, unsure of what to do.

Should I double-check?

But no matter how much he checked—it was definitely his father's handiwork—at first, Roy hadn't noticed, but now, looking closely, no one else could have done this kind of engraving except his father.

And the timing fits perfectly—the only thing that doesn't fit is how Dumbledore obtained it—Dumbledore must have stolen it, right?

Or perhaps it was stolen—otherwise, where could he have gotten it from?

Lord Grindelwald once said that Dad was his friend—since Lord Grindelwald said that, then Dad and Dumbledore must not have had a very good relationship—in that case, Dumbledore must have stolen the Deluminator!

Dumbledore, you robber!

Loila silently added another mark to her mind against this shameless and ruthless guy.

Next time Roy sees him, she absolutely must ask him about it!

But as expected of Dad! Only a magic array expert like Dad could design such a powerful magic array!

Holding the Deluminator, Roy suddenly felt a pang of nostalgia—it was originally filled with the repulsive image of Dumbledore, but now it felt somewhat warm.

Seeing her father's magic circle was like seeing him—Roy couldn't help but feel a little sad. She pursed her lips and twitched her nose slightly to control her emotions.

This is a very busy time—I can't afford to think about these things like this—

Looking at the internal structure of the Deluminator, Roy couldn't help but smile faintly. Only his father could design such a twisting magic array.

However, according to the design concept, shouldn't it also work if you twist it in the opposite direction? Since she couldn't directly disassemble the entire light switch, Loila could only subconsciously twist it in the opposite direction with her hand.

There was a slight resistance, but it didn't seem too difficult.

With a soft "click," the magic circle inside the light switch changed.

Then, in Loila's stunned gaze, the deluminator slowly released a faint shadow.

"Ahem, can you hear me?"

"This is the first experimental record of the Deluminator — I am Philip Hamilton —"

A figure that was both incredibly familiar and incredibly unfamiliar to Loila appeared in the office. He looked extremely young and was smiling at Loila.

Looking at the shadow before her, Loila bit her lip and sat stiffly in place, looking at Philip and saying calmly, "I don't know if it will succeed this time, after all, the Deluminator is a breakthrough attempt for me—"

"Philip!" a female voice called out, causing Loila to tremble slightly.

Then, a girl who looked almost exactly like Loila, with long silver hair and pointed ears, came out. She blinked and looked in the direction of the Deluminator.

"What are you doing, Philip?"

"Experiment." Philip shrugged helplessly. "You were included in the audit too."

"Is that so?" The girl smiled gently upon hearing this, and then suddenly stood on tiptoe and pecked Philip on the cheek.

"Then let's record these." She said, letting out a light, bell-like laugh, which made Philip shake his head helplessly.

"I won't be the only one who sees this," Philip said. "Others might see it too."

"Huh?" Unlike the mother Loila remembered, the one in the light switch seemed more lively. She covered her mouth and subconsciously said, "Then how about we delete it—delete it?"

"Really?" Philip raised an eyebrow and said teasingly, "I remember someone saying that recording all of this would be fine."

"I—I didn't know!" the girl said, slapping Philip's arm. "If they saw us—"

"It's okay." Philip blinked. "I'll design it backwards—that way only the most observant people will notice."

"Consider it a little Easter egg," he said, looking at Loila. "Anyway, congratulations, whoever you are, for being able to see the beloved wife of my great magic array expert, Philip Hamilton—"

"Ah, don't hit me! I'm still recording!"

"Pat-pat-pat"

Tears welled up in Loila's eyes. She reached out, but instead of wiping them away, she stared blankly at the illusory light and shadow.

The smiles of Dad and Mom appeared so real in the illusory light and shadow, far more real than what Loila saw in her dreams and memories—much more real.

"Anyway—ahem." After dismissing the girl, Philip coughed and became serious: "Please allow me to explain the function of the Deluminator."

"The only function of the lightsaber is to store video recordings. Incidentally, it can also create illusions to trap unsuspecting people within them, but this part is rather difficult to use."

"Now you might be wondering, why is it called a lights-out device?"

"Haha, because I specially designed a function that can turn the light on and off—well, not exactly turn the light on and off, but rather confine the light and then release it."

"Although this isn't the main function, I'm going to use this name anyway."

"Because that sounds less suspicious, doesn't it? If it were called something like an illusion device, wouldn't people be suspicious as soon as it's used?"

"A harmless name like 'Lights Out' certainly won't arouse suspicion!" Looking at her father joking, Loila couldn't help but smile slightly despite her tears.

However, there was more bitterness in that smile.

"In short, remember this: the magic circle that confines light in the deluminator is my proudest creation!"

"Since you can restrain light, restraining other things will be a piece of cake, won't it?"

"If it weren't for some wizarding magic, I'd like to try and see if I could bind a soul—well, that sounds a bit evil!"

"So I have to clarify that I didn't do that!"

"Don't you dare report me for this!"

Listening to her father's words, Loila blinked slightly—could binding the soul also be done?

"Okay, that's about it — that's probably all we can record."

"I bet the first one to see it will be Gellert, or maybe it will be—"

"Smack."

It seemed that the lights-out device had only recorded this much content. Loila pursed her lips and watched the light and shadow slowly disappear.

Unexpectedly—she could find so many things on the Deluminator—Loila gripped the Deluminator tightly, feeling incredibly grateful—

I not only saw my father and mother, but also gained some useful ideas.

For example, something like binding the soul —

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