thefictionvixens Chapter 368 Break Through Your Limits!
Chapter 368 Break Through Your Limits!
Chapter 368 Break Through Your Limits!
Standing in the classroom for the first time without a mask, Loila felt her expression was a little stiff—she was sure of it—
He certainly doesn't look like a professor, does he?
Loila was fairly self-aware—a professor looking like her would definitely be subjected to extreme harassment at Durmstrang.
The students at Hogwarts are very nice—but deep down they probably don't really like me, right?
Loila pursed her lips, unsure of what to say. Fortunately, her instincts kicked in, and she almost reflexively uttered the words she always said in class.
"It's great to see you all in the Magic Array Studies classroom!"
Hmm—I blurted this out without thinking about what to say next—Loila glanced at the students in the classroom, but surprisingly didn't find any malicious expressions.
Most of the students looked at him intently as before—while some students suddenly lowered their heads after he looked at them.
It looks—it looks okay—
Roy took a deep breath and looked down at his textbook—thankfully, the textbook had saved him.
"Let's first look at page 1."
"Regarding the specifics of the magic circle—" As Loila began to explain the knowledge related to the magic circle, her slightly uneasy feeling gradually disappeared. Her somewhat anxious eyes stopped looking around and began to seriously look at the textbook in front of her. Occasionally, she would look up to check on the students' state.
It's amazing—I had so many worries before I started, but they all disappeared after I officially started—as if my worries had never existed.
Roy had always felt she could never do such a thing—but when she actually did it, she suddenly realized—
It really doesn't seem like a big deal—it's just something I do all the time, teaching students, it's just taking off the mask.
This is Hogwarts—as Dumbledore said—the students here won't have any strange thoughts about their mixed-race heritage—or rather—there's a half-blood Veela among his students right now—
Loila, of course, noticed Miss Delacour sitting at the very back; the silver light emanating from her made it impossible not to notice her—what a dazzling student.
She's clearly a mixed-race Veela, yet she's so confident—and so beautiful—even though she's just like me—
At the same time as she saw her, Loila also saw the girl sitting next to her, who looked remarkably like Miss Shiloh, Miss Shiloh's cousin.
Yes, and Miss Shiloh too. She's the same age as me (I think), but she's much more reliable. Maybe it's because they've both stepped through that door, the door I haven't yet.
But—Roy pursed his lips and suddenly revealed a faint smile—perhaps he had overcome it now?
"Why did Professor Hamilton suddenly laugh—was it at me?" Ron suddenly wrote on the paper.
"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Harry glanced at Ron.
It must be because of me—that's what he thought.
Loila's light laugh not only made the Hogwarts students' minds wander, but even Fleur, sitting at the back, pursed her lips—she really wanted to be as amazing as Professor Hamilton.
It possesses both power and knowledge—and is also beautiful.
But compared to herself—she should still be more popular, right? Thinking this, Furong suddenly blushed. How could she have been so rude all of a sudden?
Miss Hamilton is really something.
Sitting next to Fleur, watching her blush, Emma thought to herself, "No wonder my sister said she has such terrifying Veela charms."
Okay, actually none of this has much to do with seduction — maybe?
But anyway, the class ended just like that. With the help of the textbook, what should have been a difficult, unmasked teaching session felt surprisingly easy at that moment.
So much so that when he announced the end of get out of class, Roy seemed a little reluctant to leave—he felt really happy teaching his classmates magic arrays and such—
However, Loila seemed to be happy a little too soon, because as soon as get out of class ended, a large group of students had already gathered around her.
"What does Professor Hamilton mean by this?"
"Professor Hamilton, could you please sign my book?"
"Professor Hamilton, why aren't you wearing a mask today? Is it because you have someone you like?"
"What nonsense are you all spouting?!" Loila pursed her lips, a little flustered. They usually left on their own after class—why were they all so agitated today?
Perhaps it was because Professor Hamilton wasn't wearing her mask, or perhaps it was simply because—she had become more famous?
"Professor Hamilton, who do you think will be the hero of Hogwarts?"
Hamilton, you—
"Ugh!" Loila, who was being pressed closer and closer, leaned against the office door. In front of her were many excited students. Finally, unable to bear it any longer, she gently waved her wand and then disappeared from the classroom.
"Where is Professor Hamilton?"
"She suddenly disappeared!"
"Was it a Disillusionment Charm? Or did it enter the office?"
"Hoo-hoo-hoo" Loila, who appeared by the Black Lake, breathed a sigh of relief and then plopped down on the ground.
Thank goodness—thank goodness I broke Hogwarts' anti-Apparition Charm—otherwise I would have been in danger just now—if things had continued like that, I would definitely have fainted.
Loila had absolutely no idea she could handle so many crazy students.
Fortunately, I managed to escape—temporarily.
Loila looked around as if she had realized something, and only after confirming that no one had noticed her did she completely relax.
But—but now that I've suddenly run away, what should I do?
If I go back to the office now, I'll definitely run into students again—should I go see Mr. Lupin?
Let's forget about it — it feels too dangerous to wander around Hogwarts right now —
Loila thought for a moment, then suddenly realized something and got up.
This place is very close to Hagrid's cabin—why don't I go find him? It feels like it's been a while since I chatted with Hagrid.
Thinking this, Loila walked quickly toward Hagrid's cabin.
I wonder what my friend is up to again. Is he making something strange, or maybe baking rock cakes?
.
Uh—just thinking about this thing made Loila stop in her tracks, feeling—feeling still—
"Professor Hamilton?"
"Whoa!" Startled by the sudden sound behind her, Loila jumped up, her pointed ears perked up, and she instinctively drew her wand.
"Did you come to see me?" The tall figure carrying a bag of things scratched his head.
"Ugh...it's...it's Hagrid!" Loila patted her chest lightly upon seeing the newcomer. "Don't...don't speak so suddenly...you scared me to death!"
"Excuse me, Professor Hamilton," Hagrid grinned, then, as if remembering something, said, "You've come at the right time; I happen to have something I'd like to ask you!"
Can you tell me? Is it a magic circle?
Loila looked at Hagrid, who was holding the bag high in his hand, with a bit of confusion.