The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 558 Plan

So, the initial plan is as follows:

As the Undersecretary of Magic, Umbridge certainly has the ability to enter the Department of Mysteries—and if she can enter the Department of Mysteries—she will have a chance to find out whether Ravenclaw's crown is actually there.

Umbridge is currently at Hogwarts, and is very unpopular—almost everyone hates her—so sneaking up on her under these circumstances wouldn't be difficult.

Especially with Miss Nagini present—a plan had already quietly taken shape in Loila's mind.

She sat in her office, intently looking at the plan on the table in front of her. She had written down every possible way she could think of to get into the Bureau of Mysteries.

These include, but are not limited to, breaking in, infiltrating, letting Miss Nagini in to steal it out, etc.—but in general, none of them are as simple as the Umbridge plan.

Miss Nagini stole a strand of hair from her—then drank the Polyjuice Potion herself, and then transformed into her appearance to enter the Department of Mysteries for investigation.

Reasonable!

Absolutely reasonable!

Loila thought the plan was absolutely brilliant!

The only question is whether such disguise would be effective within the Ministry of Magic—after all, Roy knew that even places like Gringotts had anti-invisibility charms and anti-reversal potions.

Natural magic may exist, but where?

That's a bit hard to say —

Loila gently tapped her notebook with a quill pen, considering the feasibility of her plan.

"What are you troubled about, Loila?" Miss Nagini leaned closer to look at the plan in front of Loila.

"I'm thinking—about the matter of repetitive potions—" Loila said, pursing her lips, "There's a good chance that something like that exists within the Ministry of Magic—"

"So is there any way to avoid it?"

"The prerequisite for avoiding them should be knowing where they are, right?" Miss Nagini said casually. "Perhaps you should ask the Aurors about that?"

Oh dear—I should have asked Mr. Parkinson first—Roy patted his head, his pointed ears drooping down beside his face.

"But once you know the location, avoiding it shouldn't be too difficult, right?" Miss Nagini said, shrugging. "You could consider using a magic circle or something—"

"Magic circle—but there's no magic circle that can avoid the Repetitive Potion—even making one now would be a bit difficult—" Loila paused abruptly as she spoke.

Wait a minute—why do I have to use compound decoctions?

Miss Nagini's magic circle—that's one of the feasible methods too!

Loila's eyes lit up at this thought, and she looked at Nagini and said, "Miss Nagini, you are simply—you are simply a genius!"

"I've already thought of a solution—a very—very foolproof one!"

"What method?" Nagini asked curiously.

"Secret—secret!" Loila's blinking reply made Nagini raise her hand in dissatisfaction.

"They've even learned to keep it from me!"

"Ah, Nagini—Miss Nagini—don't pinch my—face—ah! Just pinch my face—please pinch my face!"

In short, after a brief period of playful banter, Loila's plan to infiltrate the Department of Mysteries was freshly devised. All she needed to do was place the right things in the right places, and she could easily seize Ravenclaw's crown.

Of course, this is on the premise that the crown is actually in the Department of Mysteries.

Wow, I'm such a genius!

While Loyla was marveling at her own genius, a dark-haired figure appeared on an English beach.

If I remember correctly—this is where the last one ended, right?

Hilo Rozier, dressed in a black robe, gazed thoughtfully at the beach before him with his amethyst-like eyes.

Last year, she found a somewhat mysterious cave here and discovered clues related to Loila inside.

However, due to some strange things—things that Shiloh didn't want to remember—it was delayed until now.

Now that he has briefly dealt with the Rozier family's affairs, Shiloh decides to explore the cave in front of him.

If I remember correctly, this is the place, right?

After exploring most of Devonshire's caves, and ultimately relying on a spell, Hilo finally found this place.

But in the end, she only went in, looked around briefly at the entrance, and then left.

They haven't even fully explored this place.

-

Hilo shook her head at this thought, wishing those troublesome things could stay away from her—but when she thought of Aunt Vida's words—she felt the pressure on her shoulders.

We really should hurry up and deal with the matter of saving Roy, right?

Thinking this, she looked around and, after confirming that no Muggles had noticed her, nodded gently and entered the cave.

The cave's exterior is shrouded in a spell; from the outside, it appears to be just an ordinary cliff face.

I didn’t expect Loila would still have the time to do something like this after leaving here—Shilo shook her head helplessly at this thought.

She's always been someone whose way of doing things makes her seem unique.

Hilo walked confidently through the cave entrance, and looking at the somewhat narrow passage leading inside, she carefully raised her wand.

"The fireflies are twinkling."

A faint light appeared, and Hilo, holding his wand, headed into the cave.

The cave passage was so narrow that she could barely walk in by turning sideways. Only someone with a childlike figure like Loila would not feel cramped.

Hilo had to take a deep breath occasionally to get through some places, but fortunately, there weren't many narrow sections.

It was only a short distance, and without much effort, Hilo saw a wide open space not far away.

But it was precisely this spaciousness that made her frown slightly.

Isn't this a little...not quite right?

What Hilo saw was not an ordinary cave as Loila had described, but a vast ocean—a boundless lake-like expanse of water stretching into the distance.

All that could be seen in Hilo's gaze was the boundless expanse of water.

Could it be because the tide is coming in?

That can't be right—if it was because of the rising tide, why didn't she drown before?

Hilo looked at the somewhat eerie place before him and felt a slight chill.

Something seems off here?

She pursed her lips, then raised her wand and took a few steps back.

No way—I can't risk exploring this place by myself.

The cautious Hilo knew the dangers of exploring perilous ruins alone; if he were injured or killed, no one might know.

Moreover—that eerie chill made her realize that this was not a place she should explore alone.

She pursed her lips and slowly left the cave—she was going to contact Roy.

The first question to ask is whether this cave is the same one where she woke up.