NABC Chapter 351 Group Photo
Chapter 351 Group Photo
Chapter 351 Group Photo
"Miss Hamilton, I've always been a big fan of yours! I never imagined you were so adorable behind that mask!"
"Ah—um—"
Loila pursed her lips and nodded awkwardly, then carefully wrote her name on the book in front of her with a quill pen.
"Miss Hamilton's handwriting is as lovely as she is!"
No—no, don't say that!
Are all my fans like this? Putting aside their weird taste—they actually like Veela mixed-race stuff—how come they even find my terrible handwriting cute?
Loila had seen other people's handwriting before. Miss Shiloh's handwriting was just as cold and elegant as she was, and Lord Grindelwald's handwriting was full of arrogance. As for her own handwriting, it was probably at the level of an elementary school student.
The saying "your handwriting reflects your personality" — does that mean the reason someone is cute is because they look like an elementary school student?
"Professor Hamilton, I especially love your stories, and my sons often talk about you at home!" A short, plump woman with tousled hair appeared in front of Loila at some point, and she was carrying five or six copies of "Magic Array Studies from Zero".
"Hmm!" Loila looked at the books in her hands with a bit of surprise. Why did she buy so many books? — But thank you for your support! —
"Ah—several of our children are attending classes at Hogwarts, and they've all enrolled in Professor Hamilton's magic circle course!"
Several — have reported —
Loila immediately recognized who it was—she must be the Weasleys' mother—after all, there are four Weasleys at Hogwarts—no wonder she bought so many books.
"Professor Hamilton, could you please sign here? And here too—they're all your die-hard fans! Me too!"
"I've read Professor Hamilton's story too; it's truly pitiful!"
"Don't suddenly cry! And don't hug my arm either!"—Luo Yila blushed furiously at being treated so intimately by a stranger.
"Mrs. Weasley—" Fortunately, Parkinson, who was standing next to Loyla, spoke up in time.
"Sorry, sorry, I lost my composure! It was just the thought of a girl being in a coma for decades—or something like that."
Mrs. Weasley wiped away her tears with a handkerchief as she picked up the stack of books from the table.
Ah—what a kind-hearted person—although—Loila had to gently wave her wand to wipe the tear stains off her sleeve.
Whether it was Royla's imagination or not, she felt like she was getting better and better at book signings. Although on the surface she was facing a lot of people, most of the time it was one-on-one.
Moreover, I have something to do—I don't have to awkwardly say anything—I just need to sign, and no matter what the people buying the books say, I just need to nod!
It might sound a bit perfunctory, but it was indeed the best answer Royla could give.
It's a bit embarrassing that many of the people buying the books are people I know.
Miss Granger and Miss Ezreal are one thing—but why does Mr. Lovegood have to queue up too? If you really want an autograph, I'll sign a hundred for you—
Fortunately, Dumbledore didn't join the queue; he simply stood silently at the door with a smile on his face—it looked like some novel way Flourish and Blotts was attracting customers.
Soon, amidst Loila's wandering thoughts, the book signing for the first fifty people came to an end. As the people behind her looked on with a hint of disappointment at those who had their books signed, Nagini coughed lightly and said, "Thank you all for your cooperation and support—"
"Now for the next activity, please open your books. On page 122, in the corner, there is a book with a star mark on it."
"If it's in your book, then you're one of the lucky ones!"
Guh————
Watching the readers hurriedly flipping through the pages, Loila couldn't help but pray that no one would buy that book.
But that's probably unlikely—after all, it seems like all the goods for today have been sold out.
Let's pray that Miss Nagini forgets to mark it—and that no one gets their hands on the book!
With Loila's prayers, the miracle seemed to have actually happened. Almost everyone shook their heads in disappointment and closed their books, as no mark appeared in their books.
You haven't really forgotten, have you? Miss Nagini, you're so kind—truly my friend—
Wait a minute—Loy's eyes carefully scanned the bookstore, finally landing on Mrs. Weasley in the corner—
She bought so many books that even with Ronald and Ginny's help, it took her a long time to look through them all.
"Oh? Mom, is this it?" Mr. Ronald Weasley seemed to have found something, and he excitedly held up the book and handed it to Mrs. Weasley.
Oh no! This is unacceptable!
"Congratulations, Mrs. Weasley, you've managed to purchase the limited edition of 'Magic Circles from Zero'!" Nagini immediately smiled and nodded. "Then please come up here and take a picture with Miss Hamilton."
"Oh—thank you so much!" Mrs. Weasley said with a happy smile as she pushed her two children to the front of the stage, carrying her books.
"Hello, Professor Hamilton!" Perhaps due to embarrassment or some other reason, Ginny and Ronald did not come to line up for autographs.
Therefore, this was the first time they had greeted Loila.
"Ah————Okay————" Loila responded with her head slightly lowered, then awkwardly found herself surrounded by the family.
Thankfully, the other Weasleys weren't there—otherwise, I probably would have been crushed to death.
Wait a minute—taking a group photo is fine, why are reporters all coming up to take pictures too?—My photo will be published in the newspaper or something—no way!—
And why is there a mouse in Mr. Weasley's pocket?
Even though Loila tried her best to resist, all she could do in the end was to lower her head slightly when surrounded by students.
And so, this somewhat strange yet cute photo was published in The Daily Prophet.
The petite Miss Loila Hamilton huddled between the three Weasleys, her head bowed mysteriously, but her eyes darted cautiously to the pocket of the student next to her, where a mouse was peeking out.
However, for Loila, with the photo shoot over, her activities for the day were also over—she wasn't forced to do any of the presentations or anything like that.
Miss Nagini introduced the event by reading from a prepared statement—how thoughtful of her!—it would have been even better if she had been told in advance that there were so many activities planned.
However—sitting on the porch of the cottage, Luo Yi nodded slightly as she thought about her courageous actions today.
I can't believe I managed to stay upright without wearing a mask in front of so many people without fainting—I'm really amazing!
Let's keep going like this until the next semester starts!
Hmm... why is it that when I think about it this way, I'm starting to... not want to do it anymore?
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