bdsm-fiction Chapter 404 The Ears That Pricked Up
Chapter 404 The Ears That Pricked Up
Chapter 404 The Ears That Pricked Up
But can Hagrid and Mrs. Maxime really get together?
This still felt a bit unbelievable to Loila—after all, apart from being half-giants, they didn't look alike at all.
Hagrid looked a bit—well, unkempt, while Mrs. Maxime always looked quite elegant.
Is this the power of love?
That's something Loila will probably never experience in her life—she shook her head, no longer bothering to ask about such things, and instead changed the subject, asking, "Right—right, Hagrid."
"How's the forest ban going?"
"The Forbidden Forest—" Hagrid's expression immediately turned serious upon hearing this question. He scratched his beard and said, "The situation in the Forbidden Forest isn't good."
"The centaurs are furious, and Aragog isn't happy either. Besides them, many other magical creatures are also dissatisfied." He slammed his fist on the table, sending cutlery flying, and declared, "I swear I'll catch Sirius!"
"It's absolutely despicable that he did such a thing."
"I see—I see—" It seems Hagrid doesn't know about Voldemort yet—which makes sense, if Hagrid were told about it, the whole of Hogwarts would know in no time.
And it's not just Hogwarts; even Beauxbatons and Durmstrang will know—and even the Dementors might know—
"Well—Hagrid, you still need to be careful." She thought for a moment and reminded him, "The Forbidden Forest is still very—very dangerous."
"Thank you for your concern, Professor Hamilton." Hagrid patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I won't go into the Forbidden Forest alone."
"I usually wear my dental prosthesis."
What role can Yaya play when facing Sirius Black and Voldemort?
Loila pursed her lips, about to say something, when she heard footsteps.
"Good evening, Miss Hamilton."
Upon hearing the voice, Loila's body stiffened slightly, and the relaxed expression on her face froze. However, after what seemed like an instant, she smiled.
"Principal Kakarov, good evening—good evening." She nodded to the man with the cane who greeted her.
"The Halloween atmosphere at Hogwarts is pretty good," Karkaroff coughed a few times before slowly sitting down next to Loira. "But it's still far from Durmstrang's, isn't it?"
As he spoke, he took out a water bottle from his pocket and took a sip, seemingly indicating that his throat was not feeling well.
"Ah—um." Loila had never thought that way. In the end, she had no idea what Halloween in Durmstrang was like.
Because she had never participated —
"I don't think so." Although Loira didn't speak, Hagrid did, looking at Karkaroff with displeasure. "Hogwarts is the best."
"Haha." Karkaroff gave a slightly sarcastic smile. "In my opinion, Hogwarts' greatest strength is its inclusivity."
"A half-giant can be a professor now—and there are werewolves too—" His words made Hagrid stand up abruptly, and also made Loila frown.
"Don't be nervous, Professor Karkaroff, the Half-Giant of Hogwarts." Karkaroff didn't even bother to pronounce Hagrid's name, simply referring to him as such, and said, "I'm praising Hogwarts, aren't I?"
He spoke entirely in English, ending with a muttered German phrase: "What a disgusting giant smell."
"————" Loila clenched her fists without saying a word. She just stared at Karkaroff, one hand gripping her wand tightly, while the other hand pressed down on the other hand with all her might.
No—no.—Absolutely not.—Even if I really want to do something, I can't do it now.—The plan is almost complete—almost finished—Calm down.—I need to calm down.
"Miss Hamilton, perhaps you'd like to talk to me over here?" Seemingly wanting to avoid further entanglement with Hagrid, Karkaroff turned to Loira and said, "I think there are some things about Durmstrang you'd like to discuss with me?"
Loila took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled: "No need, or... I'm a little tired."
"I just want to sit here."
"Alright then." Karkaroff raised an eyebrow and tapped his cane lightly. "When you can't stand the smell of that giant anymore, you can go back to Durmstrang."
His last words were spoken in German.
Listening to his words, Loira remained expressionless, pursed her lips, and slowly sat down.
"What did he just say?"
"N-nothing," Loila replied, suppressing her anger. "Just some Durmstrang slang."
Some impolite words deserve to be drilled a thousand times by the Heart-Piercing Curse.
Roy closed his eyes and calmed himself for a few seconds before picking up the pumpkin juice on the table and taking a sip.
"It's hard to believe that someone so rude was a classmate of Professor Hamilton," Hagrid muttered, clearly not liking Karkaroff much either.
I find it hard to imagine this either—but actually, in Durmstrang, Karkaroff wasn't the most rude person. The rudest people Royla knew all used censored words when they spoke.
Of course, Loila's hatred for Karkaroff should be the strongest.
That anger made her pointy ears stand up high when she saw Karkaroff.
Alright—relax, he'll be seeing Merlin soon, won't he? Relax—
Loila took another sip of pumpkin juice and calmed down completely, her mind finally returning to peace.
After Halloween, she planned to disguise herself as Mr. Potter and meet Karkaroff, gain his trust, and then kill him.
What a perfect plan—Loira thought to herself as the auditorium seemed to be filling up with more and more people.
It looks like the Halloween dinner is about to begin.
"Good evening, you two." Mr. Lupin's voice came at that moment. He looked quite relaxed, seemingly enjoying his teaching job at Hogwarts. He slowly sat down next to Loira, glanced at her a few times, and then subconsciously asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"
"No—no—no." Loila waved her hand.
"I saw your ears perk up," Lupin muttered. "You always do that when you're angry."
"Is that so? Is that so?" Loila covered her ears and rubbed them. "I'm actually... I'm actually fine."
So, my ears can give me away too? — Luo Yi had to remind himself to be careful not to let people read his thoughts through his ears.
But how do we do that?
It seems a bit difficult.
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