stonecrandall Chapter 361 The Person Who Must Be Killed
Chapter 361 The Person Who Must Be Killed
Chapter 361 The Person Who Must Be Killed
"Hamilton, what excuse do you have this time?"
"I—I didn't—I was just passing by—I didn't have any contact with Muggles—"
"Nonsense!"
"Heh!" Karkarov looked at the trembling girl in front of him with a smug expression.
I finally got my chance, this freak—I never expected him to be so unruly after graduation, actually hanging out with Muggles.
It's a well-known fact that Karkaroff disliked Loira Hamilton when he was at Durmstrang, but that doesn't seem to be anything unusual in Durmstrang.
After all, almost everyone disliked Miss Hamilton, except for that fool Muller who was bewitched by her.
This hybrid monster shouldn't be in school at all—but somehow he managed to graduate.
Even graduating early—this made Karkaroff feel nauseous.
She was even called the Silent Witch or something —
However, it seems quite interesting now that even the silent witch looks panicked when facing herself.
No matter how many times Karkarov saw this timid appearance, he could still feel pleasure.
"You're casually associating with Muggles; I have reason to suspect you've betrayed your fellow wizards. You're a despicable traitor!"
"No—I—I didn't—"
"Still trying to deny it?" Karkaroff slammed his hand on the table again. "Do you think I'm Müller?"
"Only a fool would listen to your excuses," Karkaroff said viciously. "And right now, that fool knows nothing about you."
"Müller—" The girl pursed her lips: "This has nothing to do with him—"
"You don't need to tell me that," Karkaroff muttered. "After all, Muller is a pure-blood wizard."
"Although he's stupid, he's definitely not your type."
"Just you wait, Miss Hamilton—once you're in our German Ministry of Magic, you'll have plenty of good days ahead of you!" Karkaroff gave a slightly amused smile and slammed the iron door of the cell shut.
He's in a good mood today and wants to eat an extra fried egg for lunch.
He was in a bad mood today because Muller, who always caused trouble, somehow found out about this.
He actually wanted to release Hamilton.
That madman!
"Karkaroff, you know she's innocent." In the Ministry of Magic office, Mueller said coldly, "She can't even speak to strangers, so how could she betray her fellow wizards?"
"Perhaps writing, perhaps writing a letter," Karkarov said in a low voice, staring at Mueller's face. "There are plenty of ways to deal with a despicable person like her."
"She's not some despicable person, Karkaroff." Muller slammed his fist on the table. "What right do you have to talk about others?"
"Muller, this isn't a school, this is the Ministry of Magic! What are you doing?!" Karkaroff retorted, or rather, he noticed that his other colleagues were looking over.
"You damned parasite—" Muller said through gritted teeth, "I will prove her innocence."
"Then go and prove it, Muller," Karkaroff said through gritted teeth. "I'll make sure Hamilton is punished."
"Accept the punishment that should be received as a traitor."
"Cough cough—cough cough cough—"
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Loila coughed a few times, then slowly opened her eyes.
She breathed a slight sigh of relief when she saw the chandelier hanging overhead.
It was just—just a dream—Müller—
"Are you alright, Loila?" Miss Nagini's voice came from the edge of the bed. "What happened at Hogwarts today that gave you such a nightmare?"
"I just heard you crying?"
"Crying—?" Loila subconsciously reached out and touched the corner of her eye; it was indeed a little wet—but the reason—
She pursed her lips and gave a somewhat forced smile: "I'm...sorry..."
"I'm fine—"
"If nothing's wrong—why apologize?" Nagini sighed softly and said in a low voice, "Did someone bully you?"
"If it were Headmaster Dumbledore, I would go and argue with him."
No—no.
This time, Dumbledore really can't be blamed—in fact, he did take care of me—after all, even though Karkaroff fainted after hearing my name, he still trusted me and let me leave.
If he hadn't let me leave—I definitely wouldn't have been able to resist—I wouldn't have been able to resist killing—Kakalov.
But—even now, the thought of his name still makes Loila clench her fists.
"Alright—alright—relax, Roy." Noticing this, Nagini reached out and placed her hand on Royra's: "No matter what happened, stay calm—"
"I know you might have some secrets you can't tell me—but it's okay, I'm your friend—" Nagini smiled gently and reassured her, "No matter what, I'm on your side."
Even if you're going to kill someone.
"I—I didn't." Upon hearing this, Loila reflexively retorted, "I didn't mean that—that—"
"I know you don't," Nagini nodded. "I just wanted to tell you—I'll support you."
Miss Nagini —
Watching Miss Nagini slowly get up to pour herself some water, Loila took a deep breath and thought about what had happened that day.
Karkaroff didn't know why he wasn't dead—even though he thought he was long dead—but he was still alive and had become the principal of Durmstrang.
What right does a guy like him have to live? What right does he have? Clearly, Dad—Muller—
He himself—he wanted to kill him.
Loila pursed her lips and gripped her wand tightly.
He's about to come to Hogwarts with Durmstrang's students for the Goblet of Fire—so—so I'll take this opportunity to kill him.
Loyla had never harbored such murderous intent towards anyone—even Mr. Lockhart and Peterson, who had betrayed her. Loyla only felt that they should be killed, but even if they hadn't died and had entered Azkaban, Loyla felt indifferent.
But—but only Karkaroff—he didn't even have a chance to enter Azkaban—all he could get was his own killing curse.
His only destination is death.
Then—then let's just kill him, that's right, let's do it!
Loila silently repeated it to herself several times before making up her mind.
Right after the new semester started, she found an opportunity to kill him, and then—and then figured out a way not to be discovered—Loila's pointed ears stood up high.
That's right, he can't be discovered yet—if he is discovered, Lord Grindelwald's mission and his own life will be in danger—trading one for one with a guy like this would be too much of a waste.
Then let me—the silent witch, Miss Loila Hamilton—plan a murder that will never be discovered.
In the shadows, Loila slowly closed her eyes.
Müller, I will avenge you, I absolutely will.
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