Chapter 287 What do you want to do?
Chapter 287 What do you want to do?
Chapter 287 What do you want to do?
"Hmm!"
Why is Miss Hilo still so mean to me?!
Loila bit her lip and quickly shook her head: "No—no—"
"We're just—just here to buy some things—"
"Aren't you here to buy something, or to sell your pointy ears?" Snape raised an eyebrow and said, "If you really want to sell, let me know, and I'll offer a high price."
"And probably more than—" he paused abruptly, then gave a slightly mocking look, "probably more than the five thousand Galleons someone gave you."
"Um?"
Why bring up this topic all of a sudden? — Loila paused for a moment, then heard footsteps behind her.
"What a coincidence—Rozier—and Professor Snape."
It's Peterson's voice!
Loila blinked and quickly lowered her head.
"I don't think it's that coincidental," Miss Shiloh said coldly. "After all, you're like a tagalong, always following some lazy bum around."
"You—" Peterson was about to explode when he saw the student standing next to the two professors, so he just snorted and said, holding the file bag in his hand, "I don't have time to chat with you."
"I still need to deal with my cousin's matter."
"Hmm?" Loila was slightly taken aback, then looked up. She didn't remember having Peterson handle anything—could it be about the patent?
That matter isn't finished yet—come to think of it, I do often see Peterson carrying a bunch of files; what's in them?
Just as Loila was confused, Shiloh exchanged a cold smile with Snape, and the two professors sneered at the same time, as if watching a show.
Snape, in particular, raised an eyebrow with a cold smile: "Looks like my cousin really likes to dump everything on others and then relax and slack off."
“My cousin wasn’t slacking off—and this was something I did voluntarily.” Peterson paused before continuing, “The research my cousin is doing is great and meaningful; there are some things we don’t need to trouble her with.”
Stop—stop talking, Peterson!
Loila blushed and hid behind the dazed Luna, thankfully Luna was there, otherwise she would have—
"Hmm?" Peterson frowned as if he had also noticed Luna. "Miss Lovegood, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to buy something—" Luna replied in a slightly dazed voice, as if because there were too many people, her mind was not on the professor's conversation, but rather absorbed in other things.
As for what it was about—probably nobody knows.
"Buy things?" Peterson shook his head immediately upon hearing this answer. "If I remember correctly, only third-year students are allowed to leave Hogwarts, right?"
"Miss Lovegood, aren't you only a second-year student?" he said, looking at the student who was trembling behind Luna.
"And who is that student?" he said, approaching. "Even if he hides, it's no use. I'm going to tell Magee—"
"Cousin?" His lips twitched as he looked at the student who, despite having red hair, resembled Loyla in some ways.
"Pfft." It was unclear whether it was Snape or Heero who laughed, but in any case, their eyes were filled with amusement.
"Cousin—what are you doing here?"
"Peterson, I'm not my cousin—oh no—Professor Peterson—I'm a student!" Caught off guard, Loila blurted out, "I—I'm Loila."
"Lola?" Peterson looked at Loila with an indescribable expression. "Cousin, do you think I'm an idiot?"
"No—no." Loila lowered her head, her face flushed. Not only had she been discovered to be pretending to be a student, but she had also been found out to have secretly run away to play with the students.
And it was discovered by his own cousin—
How embarrassing!
"I—" Loila thought for a moment and could only hurriedly explain, "I came to buy—to buy things—"
"Buy magic arrays—materials and stuff—" Under Peterson's gaze, her voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.
"Cousin—it's very common for you to come shopping—but why are you dressed as a student?" Peterson thought for a long time before finally asking, "And—aren't magic array materials grown in the herbalism classroom?"
Don't ask such detailed questions—do you want me to tell Professor Snape, Miss Heero, Luna, and Miss Nagini that I came out to play?
Loila's eyes darted around, and she finally decided to quickly change the subject.
"Ah—that's not important—Peterson, what are you doing here?"
"Ahem—ahem." Startled by the sudden question, Peterson coughed violently, adjusted his glasses, pursed his lips, and said, "I'm here to handle some matters—"
"And the Hamilton family —"
His hesitant manner startled Loila: "Didn't you just say—you were dealing with me—"
"Handling matters concerning the Hamilton family is naturally related to my cousin, right?" Peterson pushed up his glasses and said, "After all, my cousin is also a member of the Hamilton family."
"That's a weak explanation," Shiloh said, raising an eyebrow. She exchanged a glance with Snape beside her. "What do you think?"
"I think that should be enough to fool Miss Hamilton," Snape said with a sneer.
Hey! You two, I'm still right here! I heard you perfectly well! What do you mean by lying to me?! I wasn't lied to!
Peterson's strange behavior struck not only Shiloh and Snape, but even Royla herself found it odd.
"Is Professor Peterson going to talk to the Ministry of Magic?" Luna suddenly asked, tilting her head. "The document has the Ministry of Magic's logo on it."
"Ah—it's a conversation with the Ministry of Magic." Peterson tucked the file folder slightly into his pocket. "It's nothing special."
"A surprise related to my cousin." He thought for a moment and said, "Isn't my cousin's birthday coming up soon?"
He forced a smile and said, "Alright, I have something to do, I'll be going now, cousin."
"Go back to school early after you've finished shopping—" he said, quickly squeezing through a gap between Heero and Snape and leaving.
"Huh?" Loila stood there, staring at his retreating figure.
"My birthday?" Loila muttered, glancing at the two professors who were still sneering.
But I don't even know my own birthday!
"Wasn't Loila's birthday already over?" Luna muttered, tilting her head slightly.
Why do you look like you know everything?
Meeting Loila's strange look, Luna blinked: "It's a secret~"
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