The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 621 The Prisoners of Rozier Manor

Hello everyone, I'm Roy Hamilton, and today I'm going to introduce a hotel located in beautiful France, on the banks of the Seine.

The room is well-lit, with the morning sun streaming in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Although the windows are firmly fixed in place by wooden planks, a little light can still be seen through the gaps.

The room's furnishings are perfect; while solid wood furniture is scarce, it's sufficient for short-term renters.

Most importantly, it's completely free here. You can enjoy the warmth of home without spending a single penny, and even lunch is free. Even if lunch is just black bread and terrible soup, since it's free, it seems like you can say whatever you want!

Yes, I am Loila Hamilton, who is so bored that she has started to have wild thoughts.

Lying on the bed, Loila rolled around a few times before falling to the floor with a "thud".

But she was even a little numb, so numb that she didn't even want to get up.

I've been here for three days now—without a sound, no one has come looking for me, no one has asked me anything—why did they arrest me?

Loila was completely baffled—if they wanted to extract something from her, she would surely confess out of boredom, wouldn't she?

No, no, no—it shouldn't be, right?

Loila pursed her lips, trying to comfort herself with a forced smile.

"Pat-pat-pat".

Just then, the door lock clicked, and a wizard stepped in.

As soon as she walked in, she paused in her tracks upon seeing Loila lying on the ground.

"Ah—that—" Loila quickly sat up, a little embarrassed, and looked at the wizard in front of her.

She had never met this UMNO member before; she appeared to be short and had a rather cold expression.

After looking Loyla up and down, the shaman slowly closed the door to the room.

"Clatter".

"Gulp."

With the door closed, only Loila and she were left in the room for a moment.

Should I try to fight her and snatch the wand from her hand?

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, Loila quickly shook her head and suppressed it—with her physique, fighting with others seemed like a bit too much to be thinking about—Loila even had a bit of trouble lifting a chair.

Then—what should I do? This guy in front of me looks like he's about to do something—under Roy's gaze, the wizard took a few steps closer, making her retreat in fright.

"Smack."

Loila was forced back step by step until she sat down on the edge of the bed.

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In Loila's slightly frightened gaze, the person's expression seemed to change slightly—

Then, she suddenly reached out and shoved Loila to the ground.

"Ugh!" Loila panicked as she was suddenly pushed onto the bed!

"You—what are you going to do!" Loila flailed her arms and kicked her legs wildly, her pointed ears trembling with fear, and her face turned deathly pale.

Could it be that I've encountered—...encountered that kind of person? I should ask!

It's that kind of very erotic...

Without pausing, the witch reached out and grabbed Loila's arm. Ignoring Loila's kicking that felt like a tickle, she gently touched Loila's face with her other hand.

"No—no—" Loila felt that all her struggles were in vain, and she couldn't help but shout, "Ask whatever you want to know—ask away!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't tell you anything—don't do this—I'll confess everything—I'll confess everything, okay!"

Her sudden shout seemed to startle the wizard in front of her. She bit her lip hard, then burst into laughter as if she couldn't help it.

Hearing her laugh, Loila felt both embarrassed and annoyed. "What are you so happy about?! If I held you down and didn't say a word, could you handle it?!"

This is really scary—it's terrifying!

However, under Loira's gaze, the wizard did indeed stop what she was doing. She nodded slightly, coughed, and asked, "So—what can you tell me?"

"Ah—that—" Loila stammered, pursing her lips. Shouldn't you be asking me? How am I supposed to know what you want to know if I'm supposed to be the one to answer?

"Not going to talk?" the wizard sneered. "Looks like you want to see what I'm capable of—" she said, placing one hand on Roy's robe button.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Loila cried out hastily, "I—I'll talk—"

"That—Dumbledore's favorite food is honey tarts—his—his Headmaster's office password is Lemon Olaf—"

"I'm not asking you about Dumbledore—I'm asking about you." The wizard said, gently pinching the button and pulling it open, thus opening Loila's robe.

Despite still wearing a shirt, Luo Yili felt no sense of security whatsoever when facing such a torturer.

And what she's asking is—is it me?

I—I don't really have anything to say either—

I----

"My name is Roy — Roy Hamilton — I live in Germany — I love magic circles — I also love cute little animals — and I don't like things that can talk —"

As she spoke, Loila's voice grew softer and softer, and her face became increasingly pale. In the end, she was too frightened to utter a single word. Looking at the fingers so close to her buttons, she closed her eyes in fear.

I'm sorry, Mom and Dad — after today I will no longer be myself —

"Pfft."

"Um?

""

Suddenly, Loila heard the wizard's laughter again, and then she felt her hands being released.

"Hmm?" She slowly opened her eyes, a little scared, only to see a girl with black hair and purple eyes.

"Emma Law—" Loila was about to call out her name in surprise, but she was immediately covered up by her hand.

"Miss Hamilton—please don't call out my name," Emma whispered a reminder. "Everyone outside is looking for me."

Seeing that Loila had gradually calmed down, Emma slowly released her grip.

"You—why are you here? And why were you just now—and—" As soon as Loila thought about what had just happened, she immediately hugged her chest and backed away, shrinking into the corner of the bed.

"I came here to save you, didn't I?" Emma gave an innocent smile. "And while I'm at it, I also want to see if you—would betray us—"

"How should I put it—it feels like I could get you to say everything with just one finger."

Don't use such easily misunderstood language!

Loila bit her lip and glared angrily at Emma. She now knew completely that she had been tricked by this person—it wasn't like this when she first came to Hogwarts!

"Alright—Miss Hamilton—this doesn't seem like the time for this." Emma said, carefully pulling a wand from her bosom and handing it to Loy.

"Now it's up to you to fight your way out."

"Kill them all?" Loila took the wand and pursed her lips.

“These guys have completely betrayed us.” Emma’s face darkened as she spoke. “After my sister disappeared—François and the others who had been imprisoned in Azkaban were released.”

François? Loila thought for a moment, it seemed like it was the cult that tried to kill her two years ago—although Miss Shiloh also wanted to kill her back then—but how did they get back?

"After that, they plotted to control the Basilisk Party and the Rozier family—"

"I wrote to you before, but you haven't replied to me."

Where did you send the letter?

"Hogwarts".

"No wonder—" Loila said somewhat awkwardly, "Um—I've already been fired by Dumbledore."

"Um?

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"Voldemort revealed that I am—I am a member of the Mughal Party."

"————" Emma paused for a few seconds and then said in a slightly strange tone, "That's really a bit ———— awkward."

"Anyway—" she coughed and said, "Now that you're here, let's take them all out."

Although I haven't touched a wand in a while, why is it that the first thing I do when I get one is fight?

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