The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 690 She Returns Like Lightning

"fool."

Grindelwald heard Loira's mutterings, chuckled, and shook his head, saying, "Even Dumbledore didn't think so."

"But if I—if I were there—" Loila began urgently, but was interrupted by Grindelwald's slightly raised hand.

"Loila," Grindelwald murmured Loila's name quietly, "People once said something..."

"Gellert Grindelwald would use other people's lives as bargaining chips, while Albus Dumbledore would even use his own life as a bargaining chip."

"He had long anticipated many possibilities—and this was probably the one he least wanted and was most helpless about."

Grindelwald's words made Loila purse her lips.

Although Dumbledore was despicable, he sacrificed his life to protect Hogwarts—although he was evil, he still informed the Mughals to rescue him in the end—instead of seeking help himself.

Loila felt a lump in her throat.

Even though Dumbledore had been dead for a long time, and I was saddened by him, I still felt like I was meeting him for the first time.

He risked his life—all for the sake of defeating Voldemort.

If he had known—if he had been smart enough to know the crisis Hogwarts was facing—he wouldn't have died, would he?

If he hadn't been so foolish as to fall into Voldemort's ambush—he would have been the one to kill Dumbledore—

Seeing Loila's expression, Grindelwald gently reached out and patted her head, comforting her, "Loila."

"Dumbledore wouldn't want to see you so upset either."

"But—but I—until the very end I was still arguing with him—still saying he deserved to die—still thinking about how despicable he was—how—how—how—" Loila's sobbing made Grindelwald sigh softly.

After a few seconds of silence, he slowly spoke: "But what if I told you—there's still a chance?"

"Is there still a chance to turn the tide?"

"Grindelwald—Lord Grindelwald?"

"He didn't want to do it," Grindelwald said in a low voice, pausing for a long time before continuing, "He always thought it was—very dangerous, and something that shouldn't be done."

"But—" He looked at Loila and gave a wry smile: "I have seen countless futures."

"But whichever one it is—you'll end up doing it anyway."

Seeing Loila's stunned expression, Grindelwald spoke softly, "It's almost time."

"You should go," he said, pausing for a moment. "But don't go to Hogwarts—go back to the Mughal Party."

"Return to Rosier Manor—you will meet the people you want to meet, and you will also find the way to reverse everything—"

"But will the outcome be good or bad?" Grindelwald shook his head slightly. "That's something I can't see."

Loila walked back to Rozier Manor. Looking at the familiar place before her, she felt nervous again.

Yes—I can't help but be nervous—if what Lord Grindelwald said is true—then the way to turn the tide and defeat Voldemort is right here—and—the person who can change all of this is also here.

But can I really do it?

Loila shook her head as she thought about it. Now was not the time to consider whether it was possible, but the time when she had to do it.

She made up her mind and stepped into the courtyard of the manor.

The moment she pushed open the courtyard gate, her eyes fell upon a person.

It was a girl with black hair and purple eyes. She was standing in front of him, and seemed to be slightly taken aback by his arrival.

It's...it's Hero...Miss Hero?!

Is she the one—the one Lord Grindelwald was talking about—that person?

"Loila." Shiloh was genuinely surprised to see Loila, because she had heard that Loila was currently at Hogwarts—she had originally planned to prepare herself mentally before meeting Loila.

But now it seems there's no way to avoid it—Shilo looked at that face that was so familiar to her, and felt a sudden unease in her heart.

Was the Loila I saw before really her?

Is she really herself now?

If she doesn't lose her memory again—will she turn back into that person?

Still with her now—hmm!

Before she could react, Shiloh felt herself being hugged tightly.

It's Loila.

She had rushed to him and hugged him. This girl, who had led the Vigilante Party for almost a year and was now the headmistress of Hogwarts, was now hugging him and crying.

Why----

What on earth am I thinking?

She was always Loila, always his friend—always the girl he had sworn to stay with forever—

"Loila—long time no see." Shiloh gently patted Loila on the back.

She felt incredibly stupid and foolish.

"Shiro—Miss Shiro, where have you gone?!"

After a brief respite, the two sat facing each other in the study of the manor.

Hearing Loila's question, Shiloh coughed and slowly said, "Loila—whatever I'm about to say—don't be too surprised."

"And—are you sad?"

"Huh?!" Miss Shiloh's very words made Loira tense; her face paled slightly, and her ears...

It shook.

Surprise is one thing, but sadness is another?

But is there really anything that could make Miss Shiloh sad at the same time?

Loila felt that she had lost almost everyone she could lose—which seemed a little sad.

"First of all—I found a magic circle," Hilo said, coughing. "In a basement in southern Germany."

"A magic circle?!" Loila was indeed a little surprised.

"Calm down," Shiloh had to remind her. "If this surprises you—what follows might surprise you even more."

"I—I'm very calm." Loila took a deep breath, then looked at Miss Shiloh and pursed her lips.

Yes, I'm very calm—I won't be surprised by anything Miss Shiloh says next—

"Then I met your father, Philip Hamilton."

"He is still alive."

"Um?"

After saying this, Shiloh let out a slight sigh of relief, and then she felt that she had omitted too much. "That wasn't the father you met now, but in the past, in—" Shiloh was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized that Loila in front of her was incredibly calm.

Wait a minute—she doesn't seem calm—Shiloh reached out and nudged Loila, but Loila tilted her head and slumped onto the table.

So you fainted?!