LRAB Chapter 156 Newspaper
Chapter 156 Newspaper
Chapter 156 Newspaper (Part 2)
"Because—" Hermione bit her lip and remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "This was originally internal information from our Pinecone Party."
"This cannot be told to you unofficial members—"
"What do you mean 'we'—" Ron curled his lip. "If Professor Hamilton really is a dark wizard, then isn't that Pinecone Party an organization that protects dark wizards?"
"Don't interrupt!" Hermione glared angrily at Ron. "I'm talking about serious matters!"
"In any case, this is definitely not the same person as Professor Hamilton!"
"And she's so sure," Ron shrugged and whispered to Harry, "She trusts Professor Hamilton just as much as she trusts Lockhart!"
Harry ignored Ron's mutterings and focused on Hermione, saying, "So why are you sure it isn't?"
"Because—because Ezreal heard it." Hermione lowered her voice, glanced around, and whispered, "Ezreal heard Professor Hamilton's voice."
"What?!" Ron slammed his hand on the table. "I thought Professor Hamilton was mute!"
"Keep your voice down!" Hermione wished she could pull out her wand and cast a speechless spell on Ron.
This is a library! And there are so many people here!
Ron realized his reaction might have been a bit too much, so he quickly coughed and lowered his voice: "So—so Professor Hamilton's voice sounds like an old lady's?"
"Of course not." Hermione straightened her expression and said, "Izaria said that Professor Hamilton's voice sounded quite young—almost like a student's."
"Could this be some kind of curse?" Harry blurted out instinctively, "Like the voice imitation curse?"
"There's no such spell," Hermione said, pouting. "And what's the benefit of disguising your voice?"
"Of course there is," Ron chimed in. "Isn't this enough to fool you?"
"In short, I think this is Professor Hamilton," Ron declared confidently. "Professor Hamilton is a dark wizard!"
Ron's words infuriated Hermione, but Harry nodded in agreement.
He also felt that the person described in the newspaper was Professor Hamilton.
A dark wizard arrested for killing Muggles? — Harry couldn't help but feel a little worried — after all, Professor Hamilton was going to kill him!
Harry shuddered, then immediately stood up: "Perhaps we should tell Professor McGonagall!"
He said this and quickly walked out of the library, while Hermione glared at Ron and said, "I'm not going with you guys."
"Anyway, the result will definitely be criticism from Professor McGonagall—how could Professor Hamilton possibly be a dark wizard?"
Ron shrugged; he didn't want to talk to Hermione about these things and quickly caught up with Harry.
However, just after turning a corner, he bumped into someone.
"Ouch!" he cried out and fell to the ground, but when he looked up, he saw a familiar figure.
"Professor Hamilton?!" He shuddered and immediately got up from the ground. He had just read the brutal report about the professor in front of him killing Muggles!
She wouldn't kill me just because I hit her, would she?!
Ron glanced around; there were only him and Professor Hamilton in the corridor at that moment, which startled him so much that he frantically grabbed his wand from his waist.
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Professor Hamilton, with the wand pointed at her, lowered her head and remained silent. She leaned against the wall of the corridor, one hand covering her head, her body seemingly trembling slightly.
Of course, the nervous Ron didn't notice any of this; he clutched his broken wand and looked at Professor Hamilton in fear.
Until a sound of footsteps came.
"Mr. Weasley!"
The stern voice made Ron tremble again.
"Professor McGonagall?!" The person who came was indeed Professor McGonagall; she seemed to have just walked down this corridor and witnessed this scene.
"What are you doing? Put down your wand!" Seeing the wand in Ron's hand made McGonagall furious.
She strode quickly to Ron and grabbed his wrist: "Point your wand at the professor!"
"Gryffindor - ten points deducted — no, twenty points deducted!"
"No—no—wait a minute, Professor McGonagall!" Ron immediately explained, "I didn't mean to—and—"
"Professor Hamilton is a dark wizard!"
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Not only was McGonagall stunned, but even Professor Hamilton, who had been covering his head, immediately looked up.
"What did you just say?" McGonagall's lips twitched; she felt like she was about to explode with anger.
Miss Hamilton is under the pressure of a curse and still has to teach you naughty students, and you actually call her a dark wizard?!
McGonagall reached out and pulled Loira behind her, then took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Weasley."
"I'm going to punish you with a week of confinement."
"As punishment for such slander!"
"Then you'll have to write me a three-foot-long apology," McGonagall said, emphasizing each word, "as punishment for your disrespect towards the professor."
Suddenly sensing something, McGonagall turned to look at Loila: "Professor Hamilton, even if you plead, it's useless!"
"Hogwarts is a school; its purpose is not only to teach students knowledge, but also to teach them how to be good people!"
Loila shuddered and quickly released her grip on Professor McGonagall's robe.
"No—wait, Professor McGonagall!" Harry's voice came from that moment. He seemed to have heard the commotion and ran over immediately.
"Mr. Potter?" McGonagall looked at Harry and took a deep breath. "Is this related to you too?"
"Ah—I—" Seeing Ron, who dared not speak, Harry swallowed hard and carefully took out the newspaper, saying, "Professor McGonagall—this newspaper—"
"————" McGonagall frowned, picked up the newspaper, glanced at it briefly, and then remained silent for a few seconds.
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"This newspaper report is nonsense," she said slowly. "Professor Hamilton has never harmed Muggles—nor has he studied Dark Magic—because—"
She paused, glanced at Loila, and then didn't tell her everything.
However, when she mentioned researching black magic, Loila, who was standing behind her, trembled.
Her words not only made Loyla shudder, but also made Harry and Ron's eyes widen.
This is a report from the Daily Prophet—Harry doesn't believe newspapers lie! And—and Professor Hamilton really did say he wanted to kill me—
Wait a minute—Harry suddenly remembered something and pulled Ron aside, who was about to explain.
He whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Professor Hamilton is a Veela—"
Professor McGonagall must have been misled by Professor Hamilton! That's why she's speaking up for him!
After both of them were punished with confinement and left in silence, McGonagall turned her head slightly to look at Loila, who was still looking down and holding onto her robe.
"Professor Hamilton, I'm sorry you overheard those words," she said apologetically. "Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley can be a bit impulsive sometimes—"
"No—it's okay." Only after the student left could Loila muster the courage to say, "Yes—I just bumped into—him—and I was indeed—arrested—"
"Just because of someone like me—"
"Should it be a punishment like solitary confinement or something—"
"There's no need to discuss this further," McGonagall interrupted Royla. "You've already given enough to Hogwarts."
"And it's a good thing to punish them with confinement." She paused, then continued, "Because of the curse, you might need some help recently."
"They can help you with something."
"Huh?" Loila paused for a moment, then looked up at McGonagall.
McGonagall smiled gently. "Didn't I just say I'd punish them with solitary confinement?"
"I'll have them come to your office tonight to help out."
"No—no!"
Do you want me to die tonight, Professor McGonagall?!