LRAB Chapter 271 The Great Thief Rozier
Chapter 271 The Great Thief Rozier
Chapter 271 The Great Thief Rozier
So—who on earth was so bored at Hogwarts that they chose to break into the professor of magic circles' office on Christmas Eve?
Let's rewind to a little earlier.
Hilo Rozier sat silently in her office, gazing out the window at the snow. Her purple eyes were fixed on a few snowflakes falling onto the windowpane and then slowly melting in the warmth of the room.
Although it's not as interesting as watching ice melt, it's still the best way to pass the time.
Hilo didn't choose to return to France for Christmas for a simple reason: she wanted to stay and investigate Loila Hamilton's true identity.
The best approach would have been to talk to her, but because of Dumbledore—Heero didn't want to attract his attention any further.
Although he had already noticed me—I decided against giving up entirely.
However—besides talking to Hamilton, there are other ways, such as sneaking into her office when she's not there.
Perhaps we can find some clues there? However, Shiloh wasn't too hopeful; after all, who would leave something important in their office?
But since I've chosen to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, I need to find something to do—I can't just sit in my office and watch the ice melt, can I?
Although she had spent several Christmases in Beauxbatons this way before —
But unexpectedly—she actually chose to return to the Hamilton family—Shiloh felt a little disgusted just thinking about Peterson Hamilton's hypocritical behavior.
While Loila Hamilton was studying alone at Durmstrang after losing her parents, she had never heard from these "family members." Yet, after she became the most famous magic array expert in the European wizarding world, they shamelessly came looking for her again.
Even a parasite could understand what they were thinking, right?
No—judging from the rice weevil's behavior, she really doesn't seem to understand—I don't know if she's genuinely stupid or just pretending.
Hilo shook her head, trying to stop thinking about these strange things. She slowly got up and put on her robe, then after thinking for a few seconds, she waved her wand and took a scarf from the hanger.
Instead of tying the scarf around her neck, she held it directly in front of her face—what she was about to do might be a little shameful, and although there weren't many students at Hogwarts for Christmas, it was still better not to let anyone see her.
Hilo put on a hood, just like Loila, and tucked her long black hair inside.
I looked in the mirror a few times, and apart from my purple eyes, no one else seemed to know my true identity.
After nodding slightly, Shiloh stepped out of the office.
Although there weren't many people, Hogwarts was still filled with a festive atmosphere, with small pine trees placed in the corridors, decorated with Christmas lights and stars.
Red ribbons would hang from the ceiling of the corridor, with red stockings hanging at the bottom of the ribbons.
Even the people in the portraits are wearing Santa hats, looking quite festive.
But that's about it; it's still far inferior to Beauxbatons—a slight smile appeared on Hilo's face as he recalled his time in Beauxbatons.
However, the smile disappeared after turning a corner and seeing the office tucked away in the corner.
She couldn't let herself be infected by the Christmas atmosphere—Hilary tightened her grip on her wand slightly, and after making sure no one was watching, she nodded gently and walked to the office door.
"Clatter".
Sure enough—even a lazy bum knows to lock the door when leaving—Hiro pulled the office door slightly, then took out his wand.
"The Arahu Cave Opens."
"Clatter".
With a gentle tap of the wand, the office door opened.
Did she not use a counter-spell?
Hilo had thought he was going to just blast the office door open with a blasting spell—but now it seemed that would be easier.
As the office door opened, Shiloh stepped into Loy Hamilton's office for the first time.
I have to say—this office is a real mess—all sorts of potion ingredients are scattered on the floor and the table, and there's a huge pile of books strewn about.
Apart from the bed being made relatively neatly, the rest of the place was a complete mess—Hiro pursed his lips and waved his wand, moving the clutter around his feet aside to avoid stepping on it.
Could she survive in such an environment? — Miss Hamilton is quite remarkable.
If any Rozier's office looked like this, Aunt Vida would probably kill her on the spot, right?
Thinking this, Shiloh walked to the desk, which was piled with various things, including all sorts of books. Shiloh even spotted a few of Lockhart's books.
Besides the book, there was also a framed photograph—even though there were a dozen or so Miss Hamiltons dressed in the same clothes, she recognized the parasite at first glance.
Taking photos like this with your students is such a perverse hobby — Hilo's lips twitched slightly, then he casually waved his wand and opened the drawer.
Surprisingly, there wasn't much in the rice weevil's drawer, just some miscellaneous sticky notes. I glanced at them briefly—the contents all seemed to be related to magic circles.
Ah—not entirely—Hiro saw a note about how to greet students and what to do in the first class—
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After a few seconds of silence, Shiloh put the note down.
So, she had practiced that opening line and dialogue? Shiloh pursed her lips, unsure what to say.
While casually flipping through the notes, Hilo was somewhat surprised to find a Chocolate Frog card.
What does it mean to hide the Chocolate Frog card here? — She paused for a few seconds before casually picking it up.
"————"
The figure on the screen is a middle-aged man with short silver hair and heterochromatic eyes.
Gellert Grindelwald: The most notorious dark wizard of all time! Defeated by Albus Dumbledore in a legendary duel in 1945, he was imprisoned for life.
Infamous? Defeated by Dumbledore?
The line below gave Shiloh an urge to tear up the Chocolate Frog card—but would Loy Hamilton really hide such a card here?
Does that mean she—? Shiloh narrowed her eyes and thought for a few seconds before casually stuffing the chocolate frog card into her pocket.
It must be said—this is indeed very important evidence—
"Pat-pat-pat".
Before she could think about it further, Hilo heard a series of footsteps coming from the doorway—even though the door was closed, Hilo could still tell who the footsteps belonged to.
Is it Loila Hamilton?
It seemed like she was all alone—in that case—Shiloh didn't choose to leave, but instead turned slightly to look at the office door.
Although I don't know how she knew I was here—but since that's the case, I might as well talk to her—
With that thought in mind, Hilo quietly watched as the office door was suddenly pushed open, and then watched the silver-haired figure walk in.
"Miss Hilo?"
Tsk—it seems my disguise didn't work.