The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 580 Chaos

Fudge's words were like a stone shattering glass, making the already tense atmosphere even more volatile.

The Aurors standing beside him raised their wands at Dumbledore, as if they would attack at the slightest movement he made.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, seemed quite calm; he was even sitting in his chair.

Fudge's words made him chuckle slightly, and then he looked at Loila.

"Miss Hamilton, it seems we'll have to wait a while before we can talk about what I have to say."

"Ah—" Why is Dumbledore suddenly speaking as if he's giving his last instructions? You're not going to get caught like this, are you?

If I had told you you were this silly, I would have lied and said it was the Ministry of Magic!

Although Royla didn't reply, Dumbledore continued, "Do you remember what I said at the beginning of the school year?"

"If I'm not at Hogwarts for anything—" Dumbledore didn't finish his sentence, but it was enough for Loira to remember the rest.

Dumbledore talking about becoming the schoolmaster?!

No way, are you kidding me?

You were suddenly arrested and then dumped this job on me? I thought what you said was based on the premise that you were dead or retired or something—being suddenly arrested by the Ministry of Magic seems a bit too much—

"Enough, Dumbledore," Fudge interrupted Dumbledore. He seemed to have reached his limit with Dumbledore. He couldn't stand Dumbledore's air of complete control, and he couldn't tolerate Dumbledore's indifference.

"That's enough!" he said again.

But Dumbledore just shrugged: "Don't rush, Fudge."

"If you really want to talk to me about something—let's talk about that ring." Although he was speaking to Fudge, his eyes remained fixed on Loila.

ring?

Loila paused for a moment and looked at Fudge, only to find that Fudge had subconsciously covered his fingers.

"Alright, grab him!" Fudge's face contorted with rage as the three men stared at him. "Arrest Dumbledore!"

"Go say what you have to say in Azkaban!"

Dumbledore chuckled softly upon hearing this, then slowly rose and looked at Fudge, saying, "I'm sorry."

"Minister Fookie."

"I didn't say—that I was going to obediently walk into Azkaban, did I?"

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang came from behind Auror, and then a fiery red phoenix emerged from the fireplace in the headmaster's office. It suddenly appeared, let out a cry, and then threw out a rain of fire.

The sudden flames startled the Aurors, who hurriedly patted the fire off their bodies, and even Fudge's head was ignited with flames.

Seeing the Aurors in such a sorry state, Dumbledore didn't intervene. He gently caught the phoenix in his hand and then winked at Loyra.

See you later.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phoenix suddenly spread its wings and flapped them powerfully. With a loud explosion of flames, Dumbledore and Forbes disappeared from the office together.

He left nothing behind but a messy principal's office.

"Damn it!" Fudge angrily kicked the office desk as he watched Dumbledore run away, only to find himself clutching his foot and jumping up in pain.

This rather comical scene seemed incredibly bizarre in the chaotic principal's office at that moment.

"Minister—what should we do?" The other Aurors looked at each other in bewilderment after extinguishing the flames, but Kingsley slowly asked, "Dumbledore has escaped."

"I know!" Fudge said, glaring at the Aurors before looking at Loila and Shiloh, who were still standing in the office.

"Hmm!"

Loila instinctively raised her wand when he looked at her. After all, it was normal for the person in front of her, who even wanted to capture Dumbledore, to suddenly want to capture her as well.

Heero, however, never put down her wand, coldly observing Fudge's every move.

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Fudge looked at the two of them in silence for a long time, then slowly asked, "What did Dumbledore say to you before?"

"Um!" When asked this, Loila stammered, "N-nothing."

"I know nothing at all."

"Miss Hamilton—you should know about the Ministry of Magic—"

"Minister Fudge," Shiloh interrupted him coldly, "I think it's not fair for you, as Minister of Magic, to suspect someone based on a fugitive's last casual remark, is it?"

"And—" she paused, "Dumbledore may have chosen to leave alone—"

"We might not be so sure."

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Upon hearing this, Fudge seemed to choke, unable to speak for a long time. He could only stare at Loila and then at Shiloh.

Finally, he slowly said, "Miss Rosier—you can leave Hogwarts—leave England."

"But Miss Hamilton won't do."

With that, he tossed his robe and left the office, leaving the two of them staring at each other in bewilderment.

Hmm—thanks to Miss Shiro—if it weren't for Miss Shiro, Roy felt that he, being so bad with words, might have just resorted to violence—

Watching Fudge leave, Shiloh snorted and looked at the empty office.

"So?" she asked slowly.

"Um?"

"What are you planning to do next?" Shiloh said slowly. "If you feel that Hogwarts is not safe—you can come back to the Rosier family with me."

"But ultimately, things are also going through a turbulent time there right now," Hilo said, then paused.

"Ah—I—" Loila didn't know what to do now. Right, I came here to talk to Dumbledore about Horcruxes—but somehow all these things just happened—

What should I do now?! I don't even know who RAB is! And who's the headmaster of Hogwarts right now?! Could it really be me?

Although I have already begun to secretly take control of Hogwarts —

Yes, it seems I really can't leave—after all, there's still the magic array to deal with.

Loila pursed her lips and looked at Shiro: "That—magic circle—"

"I understand." Hilo nodded knowingly. "You still need to continue inscribing the magic circle, right?"

"Hmm—hmm!" Loila nodded seriously. "And then—I'll investigate the Horcrux matter!"

"I understand." Shiloh sighed upon hearing this, seemingly a little worried about Loila, but after recalling her previous behavior, she couldn't help but shake her head.

What am I worried about? She's not someone I need to worry about at all.

"Loira, just take care of yourself." Shiloh paused, then added, "And—don't forget our promise."

"A promise—" Loila pursed her lips and then nodded seriously.

Miss Hilo made a promise to herself at the Muggle event—a promise she would never forget.

"I won't—I won't forget."

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