bookbashuk Chapter 329 Vida Rozier
Chapter 329 Vida Rozier
Chapter 329 Vida Rozier
"So—Dumbledore trusts you now, right?" Vida leaned back quietly on the sofa, staring at the cup of black tea in front of her, seemingly lost in thought, while Roy stood before her, his face filled with excitement.
"Yes, yes!" Loila nodded and said, "Dumbledore trusts me now—he trusts me a lot now."
"He entrusted me with many things."
"And—and he also said—he trusts me a lot."
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After a few seconds of silence, Vida slowly said, "Can you be sure that was trust, and not exploitation?"
Don't suddenly use such disheartening words, Ms. Vida.
Loila shuddered and said, "It shouldn't be—it shouldn't be, right?"
"Dumbledore is a very despicable man," Heero said at this point. "It wouldn't be surprising if he had any ulterior motives."
Miss Shiloh seems to be telling the truth —
Loila felt a little guilty for a moment. She held the cup and gently tapped the side of the cup with one finger.
Thinking about it carefully, it really does seem to be true. First, Dumbledore pulled me into becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, a position that was likely cursed, and then he immediately assigned me to teach magic circles—followed by the refereeing duties for the dueling tournament—
Why do I feel so busy? — But he does pay me a salary — and even helped me this time.
No—no—he clearly knew Peterson had a problem all along, yet he still dragged it out for so long—was that old guy doing it on purpose?—I almost died!
The more Royla thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt—how could Dumbledore be so wicked!
Seeing Loila deep in thought, Vida suddenly chuckled, "It's rare to see Miss Hamilton putting her mind to work."
"Hmm—" Upon hearing this, Loila gave a slightly embarrassed smile.
Even when I was in Nurmengard—I did, I did use my brain—
"I'm not being sarcastic," Vida said slowly. "I'm praising you."
"I'm glad to see that after all these years—you're not the same person you used to be." Vida took a sip of her black tea before continuing, "I heard from Shiro—you have friends now, right?"
"Hmm—yes." Loila nodded, looking at Vida with a bit of a puzzled expression. Why was Ms. Vida suddenly paying attention to this matter?
Is having friends some kind of extraordinary thing?
"It's actually true." Vida coughed a few times and then looked at Shiloh: "Are you sure about the situation in Britain—"
Don't you offer a service to rent a friend's account?
I think not.
Definitely not!
Loila pursed her lips and glanced at Shiloh. "And Miss Shiloh, aren't you my friend?"
Seeing Loila's actions, Vida chuckled again.
She shook her head and said, "Miss Hamilton, how are you doing at Hogwarts these days?"
"Work—?"
Are you asking me about my work with the UMNO party, or... or my work as a professor?
This must be the work of the UMNO party, right?
Loila straightened her expression and adopted a serious demeanor: "It was alright—alright—"
"Not only does Dumbledore trust me—but I also want to recruit some students to become members of the Malay Party—"
How about that, Ms. Vida? Isn't that amazing? Can you give me a compliment?
"I see—" Vida raised an eyebrow and then said, "So, what about your work, Professor?"
"Are you alright?"
"Um?"
So, is that what Ms. Vida is concerned about?
"It's alright—I guess it's alright?" Loila didn't know how to explain, so she could only give an awkward, vague answer: "I didn't encounter any—difficulties."
"If you encounter any difficulties, you can tell us." Vida paused. "We will help you."
Hmm————
While I'm glad you said that—but isn't it a bit strange to tell you this? Aren't I a member of the Malay Communist Party? The kind busy carrying out the mission to kill Dumbledore—and suddenly I'm helping with something related to the professor's work—
It sounds like... like a conversation between a child who hasn't been home for a long time and their mother in a novel...
"Have you been eating properly lately?"
Ok?
They look more and more alike!
"Yes—yes." Loila felt increasingly embarrassed, biting her lip as she said, "That—about Lord Grindelwald—"
"Your health is also crucial to Lord Grindelwald's mission, isn't it?" Vida said slowly. "If you're still like you were in Nurmengard, fainting every few days—the mission probably won't be completed properly, right?"
"Hmm."
But even when I eat properly, I still seem to faint every few days.
Suddenly, all three of them fell silent, and the atmosphere in the room became somewhat eerie.
"Hilo—" Vida suddenly looked at Miss Hilo, who was silent to the side, and said after coughing a few times:
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"Could we step aside for a moment?"
"I have something I'd like to discuss with Miss Hamilton."
"I understand." Hilo nodded knowingly, then said to Loila, who suddenly became nervous, "Don't be nervous."
"Aunt Vida won't do anything."
Don't say that in front of Ms. Vida!
"I—I'm not nervous—not at all—haha—" Roy wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Clatter".
As Miss Hilo closed the door, the atmosphere in the room fell silent again.
"Miss Hamilton—"
"I—I'm here!"
"It's so nice—it's so nice to see you again." Ms. Vida said, slowly extending her hand and taking Loila's hand in hers.
"Huh?"
"Even after more than fifty years—your hands are still the same as they were back then," Vida said quietly. "They look almost exactly the same as when I first met you."
There should be some changes, right? — Like her figure — she's probably a centimeter taller, right?
"And I'm old now," Vida muttered to himself. "I'm already quite old and frail."
"Ms. Vida—is still—as elegant as ever," Loila said, pursing her lips.
"Hahaha—" Vida chuckled upon hearing this, "Miss Hamilton, you've learned to talk like that too?"
"That's interesting."
"No—no." Loila shook her head. "I really think so—"
"Whether it's true or not doesn't really matter." Vida smiled. "And I'm also glad—you still remember Lord Grindelwald's mission."
"Ah—that—that—" Loila suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "I saw—I saw Lord Grindelwald last summer."
"
"Really?" Vida paused, looking at Loila with some surprise. "Is he alright?"
"What exactly did he say?"
"Lord Grindelwald's condition is... alright." Loila thought for a moment, then decided not to reveal Lord Grindelwald's current situation.
After all, Ms. Vida is getting old, isn't she? Looking at the old woman in front of him, Roy decided not to say anything unpleasant.
"He told me to keep trying," Loila said, pursing her lips.
"I see—" The excitement on Vida's face slowly faded, and she leaned back on the sofa in silence for a long time.
Finally, he said, "Lord Grindelwald's arrangements always baffle us, don't they?"
What does this mean?
Loila didn't quite understand what Vader meant. She scratched her ear and was about to ask Vader when she saw Vader shake her head and say, "Let's stop here for today—"
"I have some things to discuss with Shiloh, so I won't bother you any longer." She said, slowly rising to her feet. "Also—"
—Miss Hamilton.
"Like I just said—treat this place as your home."
"Just like a second Nurmengard—" A rare tenderness appeared on her face: "If nothing else—"
"You can come back and rest often."
"Okay—okay." Feeling a warm feeling in her heart, Loila nodded gently: "I will."