NABC Chapter 378 Is this also my job?
Chapter 378 Is this also my job?
Chapter 378 Is this also my job?
Good morning, Loila.
Early in the morning, Loila had just gotten up when she heard a knock on the door and a familiar voice.
It's Mr. Lupin!
Upon hearing that person's voice, Loila couldn't help but smile. Nothing is more delightful than hearing a friend's voice calling her in the morning, right?
She straightened her clothes slightly, but instead of putting on a robe, she opened the door wearing only her white shirt.
"Oh—did I arrive too early?" Lupin raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his voice. "Should I wait a little longer?"
"It's nothing—it's nothing." Loila chuckled and shook her head. "Is there something you need, Remus?"
Mr. Lu Ping doesn't usually come this early. If he does come, there must be something he needs to do, right?
What could it be? Is it about going to Hogsmeade with me? Or is it about joining the Mughal Party? Or—
Or is he preparing to kill Karkaroff for himself?
Either one can elevate your morning happiness by several levels.
Lupin shrugged and said, "This has to do with Headmaster Dumbledore."
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Don't say such disgusting things just because there's a drought.
Seemingly sensing Royla's thoughts, Lupin chuckled and said, "Headmaster Dumbledore hopes we can go see him this morning."
"He seems to have something to tell us," Lupin said, glancing at Loila's clothes. "Perhaps you should—"
Shall we tidy up?
"I—I understand." Loila lost interest immediately. She shook her head, waved her wand, put on the robe she had worn countless times, and then waved her wand to catch the hat that flew towards her.
Then she finished tidying up—please, once she knew she was going to face Dumbledore, washing her face was the highest respect Royla could give.
As they walked, Loira slightly raised her head to look at Lupin and asked, "So—so what's wrong with Dumbledore?"
"It seems to be related to—the content of the first match?" Lupin said after thinking for a few seconds, "I'm not sure about the rest either—"
"Wait a minute." Suddenly, Mr. Lupin seemed to have seen something. He said to Loila in a hurry and then walked quickly forward.
Loila paused for a moment, then followed his direction and saw the shadow of a student.
Hey?
Mr. Potter?
What's going on here? Why does Mr. Potter suddenly seem to have become such a fascinating figure? Not only Karkaroff and Sirius Black, but even Mr. Lupin has suddenly become very interested in him.
Loila was somewhat surprised to see Lupin walk over and then stand in front of Harry, seemingly saying something.
However—Mr. Potter's expression looked very strange—what were they talking about?—Loy subconsciously twitched her pointed ears, trying to eavesdrop, but before she could hear anything, Mr. Lupin seemed to have already finished speaking.
He walked back, a hint of confusion on his face.
What's wrong?
The two walked toward the principal's office again. Loila kept looking up at Mr. Lupin's profile. Did he know Mr. Potter before?
What happened between them? Could they actually be friends?
Several thoughts flashed through Loila's mind in an instant.
Could it be that Mr. Lupin is actually Sirius Black in disguise, trying to get close to Mr. Potter?
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Seemingly because Loila had been watching him, Lupin pursed his lips and finally said slowly, "He is the child of a former friend of mine."
"Former friends?"
Loila paused for a moment. She remembered that she seemed to have read Mr. Potter's story, or rather, every wizard of this era knew his story.
His parents apparently died in the fight against Voldemort.
"His father, James Potter," Lupin said calmly. "We were classmates and friends."
Friends—wait, if I remember correctly, Mr. Lupin and Sirius were also friends, right? Does that mean—they were friends before?
Loila couldn't help but purse her lips—so Sirius Black's betrayed friend was—Mr. Potter's father?
"But he's gone now," Lupin said to himself. "As for my friend's child—I still need to take care of him to some extent, don't I?"
"Is this...is this how it is?" Loila pursed her lips. "I'm...sorry."
I don't think I should have inquired about such things out of curiosity.
"It's alright," Lupin waved his hand and smiled. "I should have told you a long time ago, after all, we're friends, aren't we?"
"But the child does look a lot like his father, but his eyes look a lot like his mother's—" Lupin muttered, shaking his head.
Hmm—Loila followed behind Lupin, listening to him mutter and ramble on about the past.
It sounds like they really are good friends.
Loila offers her blessings to all touching friendships.
"Of course, it's quite unexpected that he became a Hogwarts champion," Lupin raised an eyebrow. "If James were here, he'd be incredibly proud of him, wouldn't he?"
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"I'm sorry, I seem to be talking about some very heavy topics."
"No—it's okay!" Loila quickly shook her head. "I really enjoy listening to—these things."
"Because friendship is the best."
"Yes—the best." Lupin laughed upon hearing this, and then the two walked to the door of the principal's office.
As they pushed open the door to the headmaster's office, Dumbledore's composed figure, sitting calmly in his chair, appeared before them.
"Headmaster Dumbledore—" Lupin nodded gently, then closed the door to the headmaster's office.
As the headmaster's office door closed, Dumbledore coughed and said, "It's a pleasure to see you both this morning."
"Miss Hamilton, how have you been lately?"
"It's...it's alright." Loila, who was suddenly pulled out, nodded a little awkwardly. She had indeed been doing alright lately, except that things hadn't gone quite smoothly with the murders.
But she knew that Dumbledore was probably asking about gathering information—but no matter how she looked at it, no one seemed suspicious—at least not Sirius.
"That's good." Dumbledore nodded slightly after receiving the reply, and then said, "I called you two here because it has something to do with the Goblet of Fire."
"Headmaster Karkaroff has already informed me about the content of the first match—" Dumbledore paused, "I trust neither of you will leak the questions to anyone else, right?"
"Hmm...hmm!" Loila, who had just been tortured by Mrs. Maxim, nodded somewhat awkwardly.
Mr. Lupin seemed to nod somewhat awkwardly.
Hmm—Mr. Potter must have already heard some rumors.
However, Dumbledore seemed not to notice, or perhaps he just wanted to see the two nod. After they both nodded, he continued, "This match will require the cooperation of many professors."
"After careful consideration, I think the two of you are the most suitable candidates for Hogwarts."
This is probably just an excuse you're using to give me things to do, isn't it? I already have enough to do!