The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 698 Random Thoughts

Late at night, after working almost all day, Loila returned to her principal's office, feeling a little tired. She sat down, took a sip of coffee, and then almost fell asleep.

Today was indeed a bit tiring—I spent almost the entire day engraving magic circles—and, perhaps because of the Dementors, Loila felt that her energy wasn't as high as before.

I used to be able to easily inscribe magic circles for an entire day — is this some kind of aftereffect?

Loila didn't know.

She let out a soft sigh, then took another sip of coffee.

After you finish this cup of coffee, why don't you go and rest?

"Pat-pat-pat".

Just then, there was a knock on the principal's office door.

Loila was taken aback, wondering who would be looking for her so late.

"Loila, I need to talk to you."

A slightly cold voice came from outside the door, and Loila knew immediately that it was Miss Shiloh.

"Please—please come in, cough cough cough—" Before she could finish speaking, Loila choked on the coffee in her throat.

Then he started coughing uncontrollably.

Hilo walked into the room and raised an eyebrow slightly as he watched her cough.

"How are you?"

"I'm alright—I'm still coughing—" Loila coughed a few more times before she recovered slightly.

Seeing her clutching her chest, Shiloh shook her head helplessly: "You're the Headmaster of Hogwarts now—"

"Can't you be even a little bit serious?"

"I was being perfectly serious—it's all—it's all Miss Hilo's fault." Loila lowered her head awkwardly, fidgeting with her fingers sheepishly.

Her words made Hilo sigh slightly, and then she slowly sat down opposite Loila.

"I'm really sorry to bother you so late," she said, her serious tone making Loila also become serious.

Every time I talk to Miss Shiloh, I feel so professional! This is probably when I most resemble a principal?

Well, the principal probably wouldn't be overthinking things at a time like this, right?

"Were you listening carefully?"

"Hmm." Loila pursed her lips and quickly said, "Miss Hilo—you—please continue."

Miss Shiloh's angry face looks just like the Shiloh cat I saw in my dream!

What are you thinking about? — Seeing Loila looking a bit lost in thought, Hilo couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead.

"Ouch!" Loila groaned in pain after being flicked on the forehead, then clutched her head as if she were injured.

"I'm about to say something very serious," Hilo said earnestly, looking at Loila. "Please be serious too."

"I'm so sorry!"

Seeing that she had finally become serious, Shiloh nodded gently and said slowly, "Do you remember about Dumbledore's curse?"

"Um?"

"It's a problem you'll have to solve even after you go back in time," Hilo said slowly. "If you can't find a way to break the curse, he'll still die."

Ah—it's about this—Loila remembered that this matter had been given to Miss Shiloh at the previous meeting.

So—has there been any progress on this matter?

"There's been progress on this matter," Shiloh said slowly. "Based on the previous situation—I've thought about it carefully for a while."

"Moody told me that Snape had been in charge of this before, and he did alleviate Dumbledore's symptoms with potions."

Professor Snape?

Didn't he betray us?

Loila had never really thought about this carefully before—had Professor Snape really betrayed her?

According to Dumbledore, his death was planned by himself—but was Professor Snape, the one who killed him, really an undercover agent who had infiltrated the organization long before?

Or—according to Dumbledore's instructions?

Seeing that Loila was lost in thought again, Shiloh coughed to bring her back to reality.

"In short—potions might be a viable method." Heero paused, "But—Dumbledore might have some kind of drug resistance."

"After all, he's been drinking that potion for almost half a year now," Hilo said, shrugging. "So I've come up with a whole new idea."

"A completely new idea?" Loila looked at Miss Shiloh with some curiosity.

"It's like this—" Shiloh paused abruptly, "This is just an idea—I don't know if it will actually work—"

"And whether you succeed or not actually depends on you."

"I?"

Loila was taken aback.

"Yes." Hilo nodded, her purple eyes looking intently at Loila: "Then we'll use a magic circle."

"A magic circle—a magic circle?" Loila blinked. "But using a magic circle to cure a curse or something—well, that's a bit—"

This is unlikely.

After all, for a magic array to cure a person's illness, it must first be engraved on the person's body!

Does this mean I'm going to end up like I did with Nagini when she was naked under Dumbledore's skin?

Let's forget about it!

This is really a bit... Just thinking about it makes Loila feel a little terrified.

"No." But Miss Hilo's idea was clearly not that. She shook her head seriously and said, "My idea is not to use a magic circle to cure the curse."

"For Dumbledore—the curse didn't necessarily have to be cured," Heero said slowly. "The source of that curse was Voldemort."

"If Voldemort dies, the curse will naturally disappear."

"So our goal should be—to keep Dumbledore alive until Voldemort dies, right?" Heero said, raising an eyebrow. "So I've got an idea in mind."

"Could we use a magic circle to temporarily stop the flow of time within Dumbledore?"

"Um?"

"The magic circle can go back to the past and travel to the future—so why can't it stop?" Hilo's words stunned Loila.

Stopping time—isn't that a bit too futuristic?—But then again, it doesn't seem that futuristic.

After all, strictly speaking, Loila suspected that she had been in a state of time stagnation, and her height had not changed at all for several years—this must be the reason, right?

"But—but that would require a time converter," Loila questioned. "We only have one time converter—"

"No, no, no." Shiloh chuckled softly and shook her head. "There's just one right now."

"If you really succeed and send your memories back to the past."

"Then didn't Hogwarts in the past also have a time-turner?"

"Huh?" Loila's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this.

It seems that it really is!

Miss Shiloh, you're a genius!