The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 634 Mr. Parkinson's

Mr. Papapa Parkinson's?!

The man who walked into the wand shop with a wand in hand was none other than Mr. Parkinson, whose expression was serious. To Loira at this moment, there was probably no one more terrifying than Dumbledore—Mr. Parkinson was not only an Auror of the Ministry of Magic, but he had also seen her mask before.

If he sees it—

"Wait a minute—" Parkinson stared at Loila with wide eyes, then looked at the Aurors behind him as if he understood something.

"You guys go out first," he said, pursing his lips.

"Clatter".

As the wand shop door closed, Parkinson strode up to Loila, slapped her on the shoulder, and exclaimed, "Professor Hamilton, what are you doing here?!"

"Ah—that—" Loila pursed her lips awkwardly.

"You're still alive?!"

What does this mean?

Loila suddenly looked up at Mr. Parkinson and asked, "Do you really want me to die?"

"Ah—that's not what I meant." Parkinson quickly waved his hands. "It's mainly Headmaster Dumbledore—"

"He absolutely refused to tell you where you went."

"We all thought you were dead!"

Dumbledore didn't tell the Ministry that he was a member of the Sorcerer Party?! Loila looked at Mr. Parkinson with some surprise.

"But Professor Hamilton, don't be angry with Headmaster Dumbledore—since you're alright—are you on some kind of secret mission?" Parkinson said, lowering his voice as he looked at Ollivander.

"Almost—more or less." Loila nodded somewhat hesitantly.

"And also—don't call me professor or anything like that."

"Just call me Miss." After all, Loila is no longer strictly speaking a professor at Hogwarts.

"Is that so?" Parkinson didn't seem to think too much about it; instead, he was somewhat pleasantly surprised. "Does this mean our relationship has improved?"

Ah—you could think of it that way too—

Seeing Mr. Parkinson's somewhat happy appearance, Loila couldn't help but feel quite happy as well—at least Mr. Parkinson hadn't forgotten her, had he?

Since Mr. Parkinson doesn't have it... then Hogwarts'...

"So what just happened here?" Parkinson finally had a chance to look at the three Death Eaters lying on the ground and the somewhat messy wand shop.

Ollivander pursed his lips upon hearing this and recounted everything that had just happened.

"They're Death Eaters?" Parkinson's eyes widened upon hearing this. He quickly grabbed all three wands and handed them back, saying, "Thank goodness Miss Hamilton is here—otherwise, things could have been dangerous."

"Hmm—" Loila scratched her head shyly.

After taking the three men's wands, Parkinson continued, "So—they came to find out about the Elder Wand?"

He said with a somewhat serious expression, "It seems Voldemort isn't as elusive as we thought—they're still operating in secret."

"Mr. Ollivander—I will send a few more Aurors here to protect you." Parkinson nodded as he spoke, "Or you can go to the Ministry of Magic temporarily if you wish."

"Ah—I won't go to that Ministry of Magic," Ollivander said, rubbing his hands together. "This place is just fine—"

"I understand." Mr. Parkinson nodded solemnly, then opened the shop door and said to the Aurors outside, "Arrest these three Death Eaters—take them to the ministry for interrogation."

"Yes, Chief Physician Parkinson!"

"Chief Parkinson?!" Loila looked at Parkinson with some surprise; it seemed he had been promoted!

He was just an ordinary Auror before, and now he's the head of the Auror office?

This surprised Loila a little.

"After Director Scrinker became minister, he promoted me to director." Parkinson thought for a moment and asked, "So—"

"Where are you going next, miss?"

"As for me—" Loila pursed her lips, thought for a few seconds, and said with a slightly evasive look, "I'm not quite sure yet—"

"Should we go to the Ministry of Magic?"

"No—no, no, no need!" Loila quickly shook her head. "I might—I might go to Hogwarts—"

Royla's magic circle for finding Horcruxes is ready—Royla plans to give it to Luna or someone like that—of course, not to help Dumbledore fight Voldemort.

It was all just to protect Luna!

But the thought of it made her a little nervous—after all, besides Dumbledore, Miss Nagini also knew about her situation.

Dumbledore will likely tell the Order of the Phoenix about himself—and Miss Nagini will likely tell Luna about herself.

Therefore, Loila couldn't help but feel a little worried, unsure of how to face Luna and the others.

"Hogwarts?" Parkinson seemed a little confused about Royla's return to Hogwarts, which seemed like a normal thing—why did he look a little hesitant?

"What happened?" he asked in a low voice.

"No—it's nothing," Loila said tactfully, "It's just—it's just a small disagreement."

"Ah—" Parkinson nodded knowingly and gave a reassuring smile: "It's alright, Miss Han."

"I believe Headmaster Dumbledore must have his own plans—"

Don't act like you understand everything—and even speak up for Dumbledore or something—Loila pursed her lips, unsure how to respond.

However, Parkinson smiled gently after seeing her silence: "Anyway—today is a day to be happy about."

"The news that you are still fighting Voldemort will inspire many people."

"Ah—that—" Roy quickly tugged at Parkinson's clothes and said, "I'm still on a secret mission—don't tell anyone you ran into me—"

"Is that so?" Parkinson nodded gently upon hearing this. "I understand."

"I love secret operations and stuff—and don't worry, I'm very tight-lipped."

really?

Loila pursed her lips, not really trusting him—after all, she seemed to recall him being the one who told her a lot of news from the Ministry of Magic.

Even through the mask, Mr. Parkinson seemed to know what Loira was thinking. He raised his hand and said, "I swear to Merlin, okay?"

"I won't say things carelessly."

"Hmm—" Looking at Mr. Parkinson who had said goodbye and walked out of the wand shop, Loila still had a hundred percent distrust in her heart.