The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 677 Clues to the New Soul Weapon

As Loila yawned and looked at the various magic arrays in front of her in the evening, she suddenly heard a soft pattering sound coming from the window.

Looking at the owl outside the window, Loila paused for a moment before quickly opening the window.

This is a Ministry of Magic owl. As for the reason—Loira noticed the uniform it was wearing, which seemed to be a new regulation after Mr. Scrimgeour became Minister for Magic, intended to make it easier for people to discover the source of the letter.

Honestly—isn't Mr. Scrimgeour afraid that the Death Eaters will follow suit?

Loila casually pulled the letter from under the owl's claws and examined it carefully for a few moments.

"This envelope and letter are indeed from the Ministry of Magic," she nodded slightly after confirming this, and then began to read the contents of the letter.

"Miss Hamilton, it's been a long time! Do you remember me? You shouldn't have forgotten, right? I'm Edward Parkinson!"

I'm writing to you today because of something rather urgent. Can you guess what it is?

"...

""

Can you guess what the emergency is?

Loila pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. She chose to ignore all of Mr. Parkinson's ramblings and go straight to the main content of the letter.

"The Horcrux—the righteous—law—has been obtained—the thread—come quickly!"

Horcruxes?!

Did the Ministry of Magic actually know the location of the new Horcrux?

Is this some kind of Halloween joke?

Loila looked slightly confused.

You know, Miss Nagini and I spent a whole month searching for Horcruxes with a compass—and we still couldn't find the last Horcrux. And now the Ministry of Magic has a new clue?

This is simply unbelievable! But as unbelievable as it may be, Royla was overjoyed to have found the last Horcrux.

Once the last Horcrux is dealt with, Voldemort will be nothing more than an ordinary thug, and I can defeat him with just a little effort!

Now that things have come to this, I must act immediately.

Loila quickly grabbed the sleeping Miss Nagini and stuffed her into her sleeve, then raised her wand and flicked it.

The next second, she appeared inside the Ministry of Magic.

Loila appeared in the Ministry of Magic in a fluster, which seemed to startle several Aurors, who immediately drew their wands and aimed them at her.

"What are you doing?!" Parkinson quickly stepped in front of them, saying, "How dare you pull out a wand from Miss Hamilton—are you all insane?!"

"I'm so sorry, Director!"

Before Loila could react, Mr. Parkinson approached and said in a low voice, "Miss Hamilton, don't take it personally with them—they're just Aurors who just started working at the Ministry of Magic."

Am I some kind of dark wizard, someone who can kill them all if I'm unhappy?

Loila twitched her ears, somewhat speechless, and then lowered her voice, saying, "Horoscopes—where's the news about Horcruxes?"

Parkinson nodded slightly upon hearing this: "Please come with me."

"Hmm." Loila was a little surprised by Parkinson's sudden seriousness—but thinking about it, he'd always been like this; he was quite reliable in crucial moments.

"Miss Hamilton, please don't cause them any trouble."

I'm really not some kind of dark wizard!

Following Parkinson's footsteps, the two soon arrived at the Ministry of Magic's prison. Loila was a regular here, having not only visited him in prison but also stayed there for a period of time.

So looking at those big glass jars, she even felt a little nostalgic.

"That's him," Parkinson said, pointing to a jar in which a Death Eater was sitting.

Loila vaguely remembered him; he was the older of the Caro siblings who worked for Voldemort.

But the Ministry of Magic actually caught him? Does Voldemort have anyone left by his side?

"Miss Hamilton, we found out the whereabouts of the Horcruxes from him."

Parkinson spoke with a hint of pride, raising an eyebrow at Loila: "We've already informed Headmaster Dumbledore about this."

"However, there has been no reply from Hogwarts yet, but Miss Hamilton, you arrived very quickly."

"Is that so?" Loila thought that perhaps because Dumbledore was injured, the Order of the Phoenix might not participate this time.

But this is good too—it's just a Horcrux, I should be able to do it myself, right?

But this guy actually knows the location of the Horcruxes—even Bella doesn't know!

I wonder what the Order of the Phoenix found out from Bella.

Thinking of this, Loila asked in a low voice, "Miss Lestrange—have you seen her?"

"Bella Lestrange?" Parkinson paused for a moment upon hearing this. "Capturing her will be quite difficult—after all, she's Voldemort's top henchman."

Hmm—it seems the Order of the Phoenix didn't tell them about Bella—that was a wise choice. Loira thinks that if Voldemort knew Bella was in the Ministry of Magic, he might actually come after them.

After nodding knowingly, Loila turned her attention back to the Horcruxes.

"So—so where is the Horcrux you asked about?" Loila shrugged and said, "I—I'll go and take care of that Horcrux."

"Isn't this a bit dangerous?" Parkinson immediately frowned. "Miss Hamilton—even you should be careful about danger."

"I—I know—" Loila said softly, "It's just that—it's more convenient for me to act alone—"

Loila didn't want to act with unfamiliar Aurors, let alone give orders or anything like that; she definitely couldn't do that.

"That's true—"

Can you please not admit it so quickly?

"Then I suggest Miss Hamilton, you should contact the Order of the Phoenix and act together," Parkinson advised. "After all, it's Voldemort's Horcrux; it's unlikely there won't be any danger."

"Um—I—I will."

Absolutely not.

"According to his account, this Horcrux is in the forests of Albania, which is said to have been Voldemort's lair—"

Albanian forest—isn't that where I met Miss Nagini?

Voldemort actually has Horcruxes there—which makes sense, considering Royla didn't go there with the Horcrux Lantern either.

If it involved a Horcrux, that would seem quite reasonable.

"Then—do you know who's protecting the Horcruxes?"

"We don't know about that," Parkinson said, shaking his head. "That's why I suggested you come along."

"Um—I—I understand."