The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 561 Even Dumbledore seemed to have sensed something.

"Dumbledore, good morning! Haha!"

Loila sat somewhat awkwardly on the high stool in the headmaster's office with her arms crossed in front of her, while Dumbledore sat opposite her with a calm expression.

Good morning, Miss Hamilton.

He looked as if he knew nothing and nothing had happened.

No—Dumbledore, why did you suddenly call me here so early in the morning?—Could it be that you know something?

Based on Loira's understanding of this old man, he always seemed to know things inexplicably—but no one except Miss Nagini knew about her plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic—

"How has Miss Hamilton been since school started?"

"It's...not bad, I guess?" Loila pursed her lips.

Next, Dumbledore will likely start subtly hinting at something, and then finish with a bombshell revelation to wrap things up —

No, we can't let Dumbledore have his way this time!

For some reason, Loila felt a little bit of a desire to fight back this time. She couldn't keep letting Dumbledore, that cunning guy, lead her by the nose like this!

After a brief silence, Roy spoke up: "Um—Dumbledore, is there something you need?"

"Hmm?" Dumbledore seemed a little surprised, raising an eyebrow. He looked at Royla and thought for a few seconds before saying:

F

I do have something to discuss with you.

"How much do you know about the Ministry of Magic?"

"Hmm?" Loila paused for a moment, then shook her head. "I probably—I probably don't know much about it, right?"

The Ministry of Magic? Why is Dumbledore suddenly asking about this?

So it really is related to the Bureau of Mysteries, right?

But how did he know—that Miss Nagini couldn't possibly betray him—how did he—

Loila was completely unaware that Mr. Potter and Dumbledore had engaged in a deep conversation a little earlier than her.

"There is a department within the Ministry of Magic called the Department of Mysteries," Dumbledore continued slowly, his words sending a chill down Loira's spine.

No—don't do that, Dumbledore!

For a moment, Loila even began to suspect that Dumbledore might have used something like Legilimency, but—based on her first interaction with him, if he had really used it, she could have sensed it—

Seeing that Loila remained silent out of guilt, Dumbledore continued, "And the Department of Mysteries stores many dangerous, yet powerful, magical items."

"Did you know that, Miss Hamilton?"

"Ah—that—it seems to be—once—I know—haha—hahaha—" Roy's voice grew softer and softer until his final, awkward laughter was indistinguishable from the buzzing of a mosquito.

Dumbledore simply watched this scene quietly and slowly said, "That's why the Department of Mysteries is the most heavily guarded place within the Ministry of Magic—"

"Even if—" Dumbledore paused abruptly, "perhaps someone like Miss Hamilton should be able to enter easily, right?"

"Ugh!"

Loila nearly fell off her chair, her pointed ears twitching rapidly as she pondered how to explain things to Dumbledore.

But it was clear that Dumbledore wasn't going to ask for any explanation; he simply said slowly, "Of course—this only applies to the past."

"The Ministry of Magic is far more dangerous than it appears," Dumbledore said, closing his eyes slightly. "Voldemort's power is gathering in the shadows."

"That's why—his power might also exist within the Ministry of Magic."

"Miss Hamilton—I think it would be quite dangerous for anyone to go in there, wouldn't it?"

So—so Dumbledore came here to avoid—avoid going to the Ministry of Magic?

Loira felt like she understood Dumbledore's meaning—but going to the Ministry of Magic shouldn't be dangerous—

First of all, it wasn't me going myself, but Umbridge—and it wasn't using Polyjuice Potion or anything like that, but directly manipulating a clone of Umbridge—

So no matter how you look at it, there shouldn't be any danger—at most, if Voldemort does find out, he'll just kill the clone.

Other than that—it shouldn't have too much of an impact, right?

But now that Dumbledore has asked, it seems—it seems like refusing outright wouldn't be a good idea—

After thinking for a moment, Roy pursed his lips and said softly, "Well—I think the Ministry of Magic is also a very dangerous place—I mean."

"I doubt anyone would... would go, right?"

"That would be best, Miss Hamilton." Dumbledore looked into Loyra's eyes for a moment, then shook his head slightly after a few seconds.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Hamilton—" he said, changing the subject, "there's another matter I wanted to discuss with you today—"

I'd like to ask for your opinion.

"Wha-what's wrong?"

Is he looking for a job for himself again?

Loila pursed her lips, sensing something was amiss.

"That's right," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Miss Hamilton, you have won the Durmstrang duel championship twice."

"And he also defeated Voldemort multiple times—" he said, winking.

"This is a remarkable achievement."

Don't suddenly start praising me like this! I'm not the kind of kid who gets overjoyed when someone flatters me—you must have some ulterior motive, right?

Although she was thinking this, Loila's ears still twitched.

"And now—Voldemort's power is building up, and sooner or later—we will have to face him, and at that time—we will need far more power than we have now." Dumbledore said, closing his eyes slightly, and then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

"Um?

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After taking the note and glancing at it, Loila pursed her lips in confusion.

The note contained a string of names.

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger — Luna Lovegood —"

What does this mean?

Is this a kill list? Do you want me to go and kill them?

Luna's name is on it, Dumbledore. If you really intend to do that, I'll kill you right now!

Wait, taking you down was my mission!

Under Loira's increasingly suspicious gaze, Dumbledore slowly said, "These students are those I have observed—those I believe can fight Voldemort in the future."

"Huh?" Loila stared wide-eyed at Dumbledore. "You mean—using students—"

"Miss Hamilton," Dumbledore's expression was now extremely serious, "that in the fight against darkness there should be no distinction between young and old, just as when darkness devours everything—there is no distinction between young and old."

“It’s not that we want our students to go to the battlefield—it’s that they have to go to the battlefield.” Dumbledore said, looking earnestly at Loila. “And Miss Hamilton—your task is to ensure they are adequately trained before they confront the darkness.”