The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 534 I will forge the strongest magic wand!

Even after returning home, Loila still didn't know what Mr. Ollivander meant—but who cares?

Reading newspapers is a British bad habit; we Germans don't read newspapers—definitely not because we couldn't afford them when we were in school.

Loila sat in her study at home, shook her head, and took out the special wand she had retrieved from Mr. Ollivander.

Putting everything else aside, this wand is really beautiful and perfect for summer use, because it feels cool and refreshing in your hand—just like holding an ice pop.

Cough cough ————

This is a wand that is destined to be even more powerful and formidable than the Elder Wand in the future—how can it be described with such derogatory terms?

Loila examined the wand carefully and then began to think.

Mr. Ollivander didn't inscribe a magic circle on it, but gave the opportunity to himself—so he had to polish it properly, since he would have to show it to Mr. Ollivander later, and he couldn't let down the magic circle.

But what kind of magic circle was engraved on it was another problem—the only magic circle that Loila could think of for the time being was the one that allowed the spell to be cast twice in a row—that is, the repeating magic circle.

Having this magic circle does increase the suppressive power of the magic circle—but are there any more creative magic circles besides this?

Hmm—Loila looked at the wand again and again, as if she had some ideas, but she quickly dismissed them.

As an offensive weapon, a wand doesn't seem like a good fit for any particularly useful magic arrays—connecting to or blocking magic arrays wouldn't be very effective either.

Wait a minute—Loila's eyes lit up as if she had suddenly remembered something.

She pursed her lips, picked up her quill and got to work. Without much effort, she sketched out a magic circle on the parchment in front of her.

This is a very simple connection magic circle, but Loila left many interfaces on it, in other words, many pathways for connection.

She gently waved her wand, and as the connection magic circle in front of her emitted a faint blue light, Loila revealed a satisfied expression.

Good—that solves the problem—then comes the engraving and matching—thinking of this, Roy couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a sly smile.

Dumbledore could never have imagined that from this day forward, Hogwarts would change hands, and I would forge the most powerful wand in history!

While Miss Hamilton was secretly enjoying herself, the atmosphere in France across the Channel was much more serious.

"Miss Hilo————" The house-elf led a black-haired girl to the edge of the garden at Rosier Manor.

"Ms. Vida is waiting for you there." The house-elf bowed slightly with considerable grace, then snapped his fingers and disappeared.

As he left, Hilo nodded slightly and took a deep breath.

She hadn't been back for a while. Ever since she left because of Loila, she had been busy, and this period had indeed been the busiest time of her life.

It was much busier than when she was at the Ministry of Magic—but even so, after receiving news of the Rozier family, she had no choice but to put those things aside and rush back.

The source is simple: it's the old man sitting silently in the garden right now.

"Aunt Vida." Stepping into the pavilion in the garden, Hilo nodded slightly and then bowed.

"Hilo—you must be tired from your journey. Please sit down." Lady Vida sat in the recliner with her eyes slightly closed, looking quite relaxed.

But seeing her like this, Hilo felt a little heartache—Aunt Vida had never been so—relaxed. Ever since she could remember, Aunt Vida had always shouldered the heavy responsibility of the entire Rozier family and the entire Wushi Party, and she had been involved in everything.

But now she just lies here, like an ordinary old woman—that alone speaks volumes about the change in circumstances.

"Aunt Vida—your body?" Sirocco controlled her tone, trying not to let her voice tremble, but even so, the tone of her words was far less cold than before.

"My health is alright," Vida said slowly. "I can live a long time."

"But I heard—you fainted not long ago," Shiloh said, pursing her lips. That was why she rushed back.

"Who told you that?" Vida chuckled and said, "The younger generation is always like that—so easily startled."

"I just didn't get enough rest that day," she said, raising her head slightly. Her pale purple eyes looked at Shiloh as brightly as ever.

"You should get some rest," Shiloh said after a moment's thought. "Your health is the most important thing."

"Perhaps, Hilo," Vida said with a light laugh. "But you'll understand when you reach my age."

"No one is ever indispensable." She shook her head slightly, changing the subject: "You came back from Hogwarts, right?"

"Did you know about that?" Shiloh asked instinctively, a hint of embarrassment creeping into her voice. She lowered her voice and said, "I'm so sorry to have dragged the Rozier family into this—"

"No need for that," Vida interrupted her slowly. "Miss Hamilton is also a member of the Rozier family and the Basilisk Party—since she needs your help, then go and help her."

"You did the right thing," Vida said quietly, looking at Shiloh. "And you did a very good job."

"Those people at the British Ministry of Magic are really annoying." She said, as if remembering something, "And—"

Miss Hamilton is a very outstanding person —

"Having a good relationship with her will benefit you, won't it?"

These meaningful words made Shiloh take a deep breath, and she slowly said, "You are the one who has helped me the most."

"That's only now," Vida shrugged. "In the future—who knows what will happen."

"You've come back at just the right time," Vida said, nodding slightly. "There are some things I'd like to tell you."

"Aunt Vida?"

"It's about the Rozier family and the Basilisk Party," Vida said calmly. "Although I still have a few years left—but—"

"There are some things I need to tell you in advance, or rather, tell you beforehand." Vida's words made Hilo immediately shake his head and say, "No need—no need for that, Aunt Vida—"

"I didn't do this for that reason—"

"I know you won't come back for something like this," Vida interrupted her again, looking intently at Shiloh. "But I have to tell you something."

"Some things you will need to know in the future—when you become the head of the Rozier family, and when you become Wu Cui's right-hand man."