socalfunplaces Chapter 334 I Want to Be a Party Star!
Chapter 334 I Want to Be a Party Star!
Chapter 334 I Want to Be a Party Star!
Just do it!
The next morning, Loila, who had no classes, went to the library. She came there not for any other reason than to learn how to throw a party.
That's right, studying!
As a party novice, Loila believes it is crucial to learn how to organize parties; she can't just blindly throw one on her own.
Wouldn't it be terrible if people didn't like it?
Loila couldn't let that happen—she wouldn't come back next time, or even break off all ties with him because of it.
"What's Professor Hamilton doing here so early?" Even in the early morning, Loira wasn't the only one in the library.
Several students were also reading here.
"He must be reading a book about spells, right?" one student guessed. "Professor Hamilton is a very powerful wizard."
"Could it be a magic array?" another student guessed.
"No, no, there aren't any books about magic circles in the library."
"Wait a minute—why is Professor Hamilton in the restricted section?" a student muttered in surprise. "Could it be...black magic?"
"That's quite possible—" another student nodded thoughtfully, "Did he turn to evil because he was betrayed by his family?"
"I saw this in Lockhart's new book."
"Lockhart's new book? Wasn't he imprisoned in Azkaban?"
"It is said to have been written in prison—"
Loy, engrossed in searching for books related to parties, was completely unaware that his image in the students' eyes had undergone a change once again.
She didn't even realize she had found the forbidden book section, after all, she had only been to the library a few times in total—the few times she had been there were either to learn strange languages or to look for magic circles at the beginning of the semester.
Her eyes swept across the rows of bookshelves, eventually finding something about parties among the Muggle-related books.
Lockhart and the Muggle Party
Hmm—why is it another book by Mr. Lockhart?—even though he's been gone for so long, Loira feels like he's always living beside her.
However, this book seems to be one of the few that is related to parties.
To become a proper party animal, you have to read even Mr. Lockhart's books carefully!
Having made up her mind, Loila pursed her lips and gently waved her wand, taking the book down.
This book is actually quite old; it was probably written two or three years before Lockhart went to prison.
..
Gently opening the book, Loila skipped over the classic photo and introduction of Mr. Lockhart at the beginning and focused on the content.
Oh—so this is what parties are like—
Ah—it's dangerous here too—Mr. Lockhart actually encountered such a crisis?
Tsk tsk—he actually called him a bad guy? I never expected that!
Huh? So it's a plot twist—looks like something really big is coming.
It took Loila about two or three hours to finish reading the book.
As expected of Mr. Lockhart! Even though it had nothing to do with what he was looking for, Roy still read the whole book with great interest.
Although Mr. Lockhart wasn't a good person, his books were truly excellent—compared to him, my own textbook on magic arrays seems rather dry—
Wait a minute—what am I doing here again?
Suddenly remembering his purpose, Roy quickly slapped his forehead. He had come to find books about parties, so why was he wasting his time on this?
"Miss Hamilton?"
"Huh?" Loila heard someone calling her and instinctively turned her head, only to see Professor Snape with a strange look on his face.
His gaze was fixed on the book on Loila's lap.
Um----
"You still have this habit?" Snape said, pursing his lips. "You like watching your defeated opponents—"
--work."
"Ugh!" Loila instinctively shoved Mr. Lockhart's book back onto the shelf, then said somewhat flusteredly, "I—I'm not—"
"I'm just looking—looking for something—"
"Looking for something?" Snape raised an eyebrow. "What could be so important that you'd come all the way to the forbidden section?"
He casually pulled a book off the shelf.
Unveiling the Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic
"This book? I think I saw it at Durmstrang." — Loira watched Snape slowly open the book, then suddenly let out a cold snort.
"Have you read this book?" he asked slowly.
"I've seen it—I've seen it." Loila nodded. "I saw this book at Durmstrang."
"You Durmstrang students are quite adept at dark magic," Snape said sarcastically, shaking his head before slamming the book open on the table in front of Loira.
Loila shrank back in fright from the loud noise, but then had to lean back against the table because Snape was getting closer.
"Huh?" Loila paused for a moment when she saw the open page in the book.
Because this page was torn off by someone, there was only a gap on it, like it had been chewed by a dog.
"Do you remember this page?" Snape asked in a cold voice.
"It seems so—a little bit." Loila examined it carefully and said, "This page is about souls—horrible artifacts, right?"
Snape raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing across his expressionless face: "Do you remember the contents?"
He spoke slowly and deliberately.
"I vaguely remember," Loila said, biting her lip.
"A little bit?"
"Ah—I remember it very clearly—clearly!" Snape's suddenly cold voice made Loira shudder. She quickly said, "Snape—Professor Snape, do you need it?"
Snape didn't answer, but slowly closed the book and said, "Of course I don't need it."
Whether it was Loila's imagination or not, his voice seemed colder, which made her feel a little scared.
"And I believe—you probably don't need it, right?"
What's wrong with Professor Snape? Why is he suddenly talking about these things?
"Of course I don't need it," Loila said softly, biting her lip. "I just came to find—find a party."
"What?" Snape was taken aback.
"A party—" Loila tapped her fingers. "I want to throw a party.
"I want to be a party animal—a party girl—"
"Party—coffee?" Snape pursed his lips, his expression slightly distorted.
"Um—Professor Naip—do you know—what to do—about the party?" Royla asked in a low voice, mustering her courage, then looked up slightly at Snape.
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What she saw was a silent piece of coal.
Professor Snape's face was frighteningly dark.
"Hmph." He flicked his robe and said slowly, "If you want to know about the party..."
"I really should read more of that idiot Lockhart's books," he said, emphasizing each word. "Or—"
You should go directly to Azkaban and ask him.
"No—no need—I'm sorry—I'm sorry, Professor Naip—" Roy said, head down and arms crossed, "I won't—I won't ask about the party!"
"Ha." Snape chuckled coldly, said nothing more, and left with the book that was missing a page.
Loila only cautiously raised her head to look after he had walked away for about ten seconds.
Professor Snape seems to be in a bad mood — is it because — is it because of that Horcrux?