LRAB Chapter 164 Interrogation
Chapter 164 Interrogation
Chapter 164 Interrogation
"Poisoning?!" Loila bit her lip and looked at Lockhart, completely baffled as to why.
Royla was poisoned countless times in the first half of her life. Her classmates in Durmstrang would poison her cups to play pranks on her. Later, after she was arrested after graduation, the Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic also tried to poison Royla.
But—regardless of whether Loila had drunk the poison or not, she was never surprised to see Lockhart looking at the terrified man and the cup at this moment.
Because she didn't understand—why this was—
"Lohart—Mr. Lockhart—why is that?" Loila pursed her lips and murmured her question.
"Aren't we... aren't we friends?"
Yes, didn't Mr. Lockhart say that he and he were friends?
Poisoning someone—for a friend—is that right? Roy looked at Mr. Lockhart in disbelief, watching the surprise on his face gradually turn into a bitter smile.
"Hamilton—Loila! Loila!" He suddenly knelt down and said, "I was wrong!"
"Poisoning me—I didn't mean to!" he said, crawling forward as if to grab Loila's robe, but was startled by Miss Nagini's hissing sound and shrank back.
"No—don't bite me!" he pleaded. "I—I was afraid you'd tell my story, so I—you already knew I was a liar, didn't you?"
"My stories are all—all from other people!" he said, his voice trailing off. "And my diaries—"
"Yes, the diary!" He pointed at Royla as if he had found a lifeline: "You're carrying Voldemort's diary with you! You're a Death Eater!"
"I—I'm going to report you to the Ministry of Magic!" he muttered, his smile vanishing completely, replaced by a狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious) and hysterical expression. "If you don't want to go to Azkaban!"
"Just—just let me go!" His voice grew louder and louder, seemingly because of Loila's silence, or perhaps because he believed he had something on Loila.
"Your diary is very dangerous! It made me feel unwell! And it even tried to kill Harry Potter!" Lockhart shouted. "It's all because of you!"
"You freak! You cowardly monster!"
"You—"
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss!" Miss Nagini seemed unable to hold back any longer. She lunged at Lockhart and bit his hand.
"Ah!" Lockhart screamed, slapping his hands and then falling to the ground with a thud.
"You—you damned thing!" he cursed as he pulled his wand from his pocket and pointed it at Miss Nagini.
"Forget everything—"
"Buzz!"
A flash of silver light, and Lockhart's wand flew out, already in Loila's hand before he could react.
"You—you—" Lockhart stammered, looking at the silent Miss Hamilton.
Miss Hamilton was not wearing a mask, but her face was expressionless. Her timidity and fear seemed to have vanished, and her blue eyes stared coldly at Lockhart. If you looked closely, you could see the flames of anger within them.
Her hand trembled slightly, but she didn't deliver the next blow. After a long silence, she suddenly asked, "Mr. Lockhart—aren't we friends?"
Why did you say and do that?
"Friends?" Lockhart seemed taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then bit his lip and said, "We're not friends!"
"We'll never be friends! I'd never be friends with a freak like you!" he said resentfully. "Don't even think that this will stop me from reporting what you've done!"
"Unless you clear your mind of my past—"
Loila didn't listen to anything after that; she seemed to just want to confirm something.
Hearing Lockhart say this, she nodded slightly and then raised her wand, aiming it at Lockhart.
If they're not friends, then they can only be enemies.
"Get out of my sight right now—"
Before Lockhart could finish speaking, Loyla flicked her wand, and the next second, he was shocked to find that his mouth had been completely gagged by Loyla, preventing him from uttering a single word.
This is a tongue-tied curse.
Immediately afterwards, Loila's wand moved again, and Lockhart's body was lifted high into the air. Then, under the influence of the spell, he knelt down, and his hands were forcibly restrained behind his back.
The teacup on the table flew high into the air and transformed into a rope that bound Lockhart tightly.
In just a few seconds, Lockhart had become a prisoner.
Loila, holding her wand, slowly walked up to Lockhart, who was unable to move.
Mr. Lockhart is already an enemy—so we must deal with him the way we deal with enemies.
Loila pondered for a few seconds, then gently raised her wand—just as Lord Grindelwald had said, she would make the enemy suffer first—that way he would reveal everything he knew.
Heart-piercing gouging —
"Loila!" Just as Loila was about to use the Cruciatus Curse, Nagini grabbed her arm. Miss Nagini seemed to have read Loila's mind and quickly said, "We need to find the diary quickly!"
"But—" Loira put away her wand, biting her lip as she looked at Nagini: "Lockhart—Mr. Lockhart doesn't want to talk about it!"
Her pointed ears twitched helplessly: "I have no choice but to use—use a spell—"
"Waaaaah!" Hearing her words, Lockhart, who was tied up, was startled. He let out a whimper and then struggled to say something.
"Let's hear what he has to say—" Nagini took a deep breath and lowered her voice, "Although I also want to kill him outright—"
"But doing that could cause trouble."
"Kill him—kill him?!" Loila covered her mouth, her face pale, as if to say, "Miss Nagini, you are too evil."
"I won't kill him! I just—I just wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse—" Loila had to explain in a low voice, but her explanation seemed to make Lockhart tremble even more.
"Alright—we need to find the diary, don't we?" Nagini had to interrupt Loila's explanation.
"Hmm—Hmm!" Loila nodded gently, then tapped her wand.
"Ah! No! I'll tell you everything!" Lockhart screamed in agony as soon as the spell ended.
"The diary! The diary! He's here! At Hogwarts!"
"Hogwarts?!" Loila and Nagini exclaimed simultaneously.
No way—you just carelessly left something this dangerous at Hogwarts?!
you----
"Where at Hogwarts?" Nagini asked immediately.
"In—in my office!"
"Huh?!" Loila's body trembled violently. Was this the office whose door she had blown open?
In other words—now, if a student walks by, they could very well find the diary and take it?!
Oh no! I might really be fired!