The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 566 The Battle of the Mysterious Affairs Department (Part 2)

"Miss Hamilton, it seems you haven't listened to me." Dumbledore held his wand slightly in front of him, deflecting the Fiendfire, and then turned to Loila, saying, "Was the Department of Mysteries fun?"

"It's...it's actually quite fun..." Loila nodded honestly—but wait a minute, how did you know it was me?!

I'm clearly disguised as Umbridge! Why do you and Voldemort both know it's me?! Is my disguise really that bad?

Loila pursed her lips slightly, a little dissatisfied. This was the result of my hard work practicing for a week.

Dumbledore seemed to have seen through her thoughts, but he didn't seem to have time to answer. He shook his head slightly and looked at the young man standing in the center of the flames.

The young man was also looking at him.

"Dumbledore (Tom)"

They said each other's names almost simultaneously.

"Long time no see," Dumbledore said immediately. "You look much younger than when I last saw you."

Compared to Dumbledore's composure, Voldemort seemed somewhat wary. He glanced at Royla standing behind Dumbledore and said, "You've aged quite a bit since then."

"Can you still wave your wand?"

"If the dead can wield their wands again, how much more so the living?" Dumbledore said with a faint smile. "But it's still quite unexpected to meet you here."

"I thought you would prefer darker places."

"I'm quite surprised to run into you here," Voldemort sneered, twirling his wand. "After all, I thought you wouldn't dare leave Hogwarts."

"Of course I didn't want to leave Hogwarts—but someone stole things from Hogwarts—" Dumbledore said, looking at the box in Voldemort's hand, "so I had no choice."

"Is that so?" Voldemort scoffed. "Then I certainly have a lot of face—are Dumbledore and Hamilton coming together?"

Dumbledore chuckled softly upon hearing this, then shook his head: "No, that's not it—I'm enough on my own."

As soon as Dumbledore finished speaking, Voldemort raised his wand first.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The pale green spell was flung out, but Dumbledore flicked his wand and deflected it.

Oh dear! Why did they start fighting before she even finished speaking?! Loila, hiding behind Dumbledore, twitched her ears and quickly hid behind one of the few remaining unburned shelves.

She couldn't help him at all right now, and standing behind Dumbledore only made her seem like a burden to him—and besides—why should I help Dumbledore!

Royla's greatest wish was to see him and Voldemort perish together.

Go Voldemort! That Killing Curse was pretty good!

Wow! Dumbledore's Transfiguration is amazing! Such exquisite control, can Voldemort withstand it?

He actually held on; his killing spell was incredibly fast!

Loila watched as if she were watching a duel performance, and the performers were the two most powerful wizards in the world.

Voldemort's attacks seemed even more ferocious than when Royla last saw him. She wondered what he had done during this time. Dumbledore, on the other hand, maintained his steady, mountain-like aura, remaining calm and composed.

However, Royla wasn't just watching the show—she was also secretly observing Voldemort's movements, specifically the box in his hand.

Holding that box around, it doesn't seem like it would be easy to use in combat, does it?

As soon as Voldemort dropped the box, Royla was ready to pick it up and run—after all, she was only there for Ravenclaw's crown, not to kill Voldemort.

If she had known Voldemort was waiting here, she would never have come.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Bang!"

Dumbledore flicked his wand, deflecting the Killing Curse, and then immediately tapped it lightly, causing the floor beneath Voldemort's feet to rapidly deform and engulf him.

Voldemort frowned, wanting to wave his wand, but because of the box, his movements were a little stiff. Without thinking too much, he simply tossed the box aside. The box that he had just been holding seemed to have no value as he casually threw it on the ground.

Well!

good chance!

Although she didn't know why Voldemort dared to leave his Horcruxes outside, Royla knew this was a good opportunity.

"Drink!"

Voldemort raised his wand high, and shards of the broken crystal ball rained down on Dumbledore, but Dumbledore simply flicked his wand and turned the glass into rain in mid-air.

The rainwater, before it even hit the ground, was already transformed into a giant water prison by Dumbledore's wand and crashed into Voldemort.

"Thunderbolt Explosion!"

"Bang!"

Voldemort's wand blew the entire water prison apart with a single touch, and he followed up with a Killing Curse.

That was truly wonderful!

Loila carefully bent down to watch the two fight, then turned her gaze back to the box.

But what does it have to do with me?

Good luck fighting, you guys! Especially Dumbledore, you'd better keep Voldemort in check and don't let him notice us—

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Loila cautiously reached for the box, while the battle between the two on the other side had entered a heated phase, with explosions and flashing spells echoing throughout the dark Department of Mysteries.

"Buzz!"

The two spells even collided, producing a loud, sharp sound that aided Lori's actions, allowing her to rush forward and grab the box.

Without hesitation, Loila immediately opened the box and looked inside.

Yes, it's Ravenclaw's tiara—but it seems—

Before she could think it through, Luo Yili suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A ghastly green curse shot straight at Loyla's back. It seemed Voldemort had been secretly observing Loyla's situation all along; the box hadn't been something he'd just casually tossed aside.

Rather, he deliberately set it up as a trap, with the aim of taking the opportunity to kill Loila.

but----

So what if they're killed?

The moment Loila felt the coldness behind her, she didn't even think about dodging. She simply picked up the crown from the box and threw it at Dumbledore.

Loila had no idea what happened after that.

"Ugh!"

Loila suddenly jumped out of bed and shuddered. So this is what it feels like to be hit by the Killing Curse?

That's really—terrifying!

That feeling of being ice cold all over is really uncomfortable!

Even as she recalled what had just happened, Loila couldn't help but twitch her ears.

But thankfully—Deng... should have won the crown by now, right?

I think so?

Surely he couldn't possibly fail to catch that thing?

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