The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 529 Number 12, Grimmauld Place

Several days had passed since Dumbledore returned from Nurmengard. Dumbledore didn't seem to care as much about the prophecy as Lloyd had imagined. After receiving the answer, he simply nodded and said nothing more.

Or am I just too stupid to understand Lord Grindelwald's meaning at all?

In short, the trip to Nurmengard has come to an end. Actually, Loila still wants to talk to Lord Grindelwald some more, since there are still many things that haven't been discussed, right?

For example, regarding Lady Vida, she doesn't seem to be in good health lately. Miss Shiloh has temporarily returned to the Rozier family. Perhaps receiving some news about Lord Grindelwald will cheer her up?

Perhaps she could write a letter or something—to tell Lady Vida about Lord Grindelwald's recent condition—Loira recalled that Lord Grindelwald seemed to be in much better condition than when she last saw him—

At least I seem to be in a much better mood.

However, despite her thoughts, she couldn't continue writing the letter now, since Loila wasn't in her Hogwarts office or at home, but was walking somewhat timidly through the Muggle community.

Although it was the early hours of the morning, Loila still looked around with considerable concern.

Muggles are terrifying beings; they can eat Veelas—although there are many Muggle-born wizards at Hogwarts, Royla still couldn't overcome her fear of innocent Muggles.

"Beep beep!"

"Ugh!"

Startled by the strange noise behind her, Loila quickly stepped aside, and a Muggle car sped past her.

She did know about cars, not only in Muggle classes, but she had also heard Hagrid mention that there was an unclaimed autonomous car in the Forbidden Forest.

If you get touched by this thing, you'll be eaten alive—Loila stood carefully on the sidewalk, then pursed her lips and took out the map in her hand.

Her presence in the Muggle community wasn't because she decided to switch careers to become a professor of Muggle Studies, but because the location of this Order of the Phoenix meeting was—somewhat strange.

London — 12 Grimmauld Place —

What kind of place is this? Why are we suddenly having a meeting in a Muggle place?

Isn't Hogwarts good enough? Or—or is Dumbledore's hometown just too far away?

Well, Dumbledore's hometown is indeed far away—but Royla prefers to hold the meeting in a safer place rather than far away.

She had been wandering around the neighborhood for almost an hour since she got off at King's Cross train station, feeling completely disoriented, but she still couldn't find her destination.

That map is so hard to understand—it's covered in densely packed buildings and wiring, much more complicated than Hogwarts itself.

Looking at the somewhat deserted streets due to the late night, Loyla subconsciously pursed her lips.

Even with Miss Nagini by my side, it's still a little... a little scary. What if a Muggle eats a snake too?

Loila carefully hid in the alleys, afraid that a Muggle who liked to eat Veela might come out from one of them. Fortunately, most of the alleys only had a few cats coming out. These cats walked lightly on the trash cans, and occasionally they would stop and look at Loila.

Hmm—it seems kind of cute—Luo Yila watched as a cat with cream-patterned markings stood at her feet, rubbing against her boots. Who could resist that?

When Mr. Lupin appeared on the street, he was startled by what he saw: Miss Loira Hamilton was squatting by a flower bed, surrounded by a dozen cats that kept meowing, which sounded rather eerie in the middle of the night.

Especially when Lupin looked at them, their eyes emitted a ghostly green light, which made him subconsciously purse his lips.

"Loila?" he mustered his courage and called out Loila's name. "What are you doing here?"

"Ah!" Loila, who had only come to her senses when her name was called, quickly looked up at Lupin. As she stood up, the cats also disappeared from the spot and disappeared into the bushes.

"I—I'm playing with the cat." Loila thought for a moment, then looked at Lupin with some curiosity and said, "Remus—why are you here?"

"I'm here to attend the Order of the Phoenix meeting," Lupin said, pursing his lips. "Aren't you?"

"Ah—sorry—I think—I forgot about that!" Loila awkwardly cracked her knuckles. "I'm not late, am I? Oh—I don't think so—after all, Remus, you're still here—"

"Dumbledore sent me—" Lupin shrugged. "You're almost an hour late."

"We thought something had happened to you."

"I'm sorry—I'm so sorry!" Following behind Mr. Lupin, Loila kept bowing her head and apologizing. Although the cat was really cute, she had actually forgotten the important matter—but the cat was really cute.

"Um—" Following behind Mr. Lupin, Loira thought for a moment and asked, "Why isn't this meeting being held at Hogwarts?"

"Because this meeting is attended by all members of the Order of the Phoenix," Lupin explained, walking quickly ahead.

"Then—then why in the Muggle community?"

"Although this is a Muggle community—that doesn't mean our meeting place has anything to do with Muggles—" Lupin said, suddenly stopping in front of him. In front of him was a rather ordinary-looking apartment building—but just standing here, Loila sensed something different.

It's a Muggle exorcism spell —

Moreover, there were traces of a magic circle on the wall—before Loila even raised her wand, Lupin had already lightly tapped the tip of the wand.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang and tremor, the apartment in front of them suddenly began to split apart, like stacks of paper being separated, revealing a brand new apartment building.

"This is the old residence of the Black family," Lupin explained succinctly. "It's also known as Grimmauld Place 12."

Number."

"This is really a bit... secluded." Following behind Lupin, Loila bit her lip as she walked up the stairs, then looked at the walls with some curiosity.

That's right, it's a magic circle—it seems to be some kind of variant of an extended magic circle? That's interesting—but if you want to study it, the best way would be to break off a brick.

But isn't one brick too small? Perhaps an entire wall would be more convenient for research?

"Loila?"

"Ah—I'm here, I'm here!"

The walls of Blake's old house survived the disaster.

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