69novels Chapter 322 Dying a carefree death, you've got a good idea.
Chapter 322 Dying a carefree death, you've got a good idea.
Chapter 322 Dying a carefree death, you've got a good idea.
"Is this what you wanted to say?"
Hilo watched all of this quietly, his indifferent face revealing no emotion.
Lupin pursed his lips and subconsciously glanced at Loila to the side.
What he saw was the silver-haired girl standing there with her lips pursed and tears glistening in her blue eyes—but what surprised him was that she didn't cry?
If I heard all this, I would probably feel much worse than Loyla, right?
"Even if you—even if you kill me, it won't change anything," Peterson said slowly. "Her patent has already been transferred to her personal name—"
"And even if she inherits the Hamilton family—no one will listen to her." Peterson said, raising his head, his previous gentleness gone from his gold-rimmed face.
All that remained was a twisted rage. He stared intently at Loila and said, "You filthy Veela—you will never, ever have the chance to defile all of this."
"It will never happen."
"Snapped!"
Before he could finish speaking, Nagini slapped him across the face with such force that she knocked Peterson, who was kneeling on the ground, to the ground.
"Tsk." Looking at his disheveled state lying on the ground, Hilo raised an eyebrow and looked at Loila.
She ultimately felt that she should ask Loyla about this.
"What should we do with him?"
"————" Loila was silent for a few seconds after hearing this. She looked at Peterson and was about to say something when the guy lying on the ground spoke up on his own: "It's nothing more than killing me."
"I know what's going on in your freakish mind—you want to kill me, don't you?"
"But what's the use?" he said, with a defiant air. "Everything you cherished is already gone."
"Your family, your parents, your magic circle."
"You won't even get anything!"
"Smack!" Nagini couldn't resist stomping on the back of his head again, slamming his face onto the wooden floor. "What the hell are you doing here, you damn thing, enjoying yourself like this?!"
"Still fantasizing about dying a carefree death."
"And she didn't lose everything," Nagini said, pointing to herself, then to Lupin and Shiloh.
"She still has us," she said, emphasizing each word. "She still has us, her friends."
"If your so-called family is just like you—then what's the point of losing them?"
"As for your so-called bullshit family—Loila has never even considered inheriting it!"
Her words startled Shiloh and Lupin, and even Peterson was taken aback.
"No—that's right—" Loila said slowly, under everyone's gaze, "I have never—never thought of inheriting—inheriting the Hamilton family—"
"Nonsense!" Peterson couldn't help but retort. "Don't you want the Hamilton family's wealth?"
"I want to—I want to—" Loila said, pursing her lips, seemingly a little embarrassed, "But—but when I think about taking care of so many—so many people..."
"I think I'll just forget about it."
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Is that the reason?
Peterson gritted his teeth, unsure what to say, while Nagini, watching all this, sneered, "If you ask me, killing you would be too easy for you."
"We might as well send him to Azkaban."
"Anyway, you have a lot of friends there, don't you?"
"Gulp." Upon hearing Azkaban's name, Peterson, who was lying on the ground, gasped—his body was visibly trembling with fear.
He had seen what Azkaban looked like, and he had seen the once proud Hamiltons inside. "I will not go to Azkaban—you have no charges against me—" Peterson shouted hysterically, "you have no evidence."
"You are nothing but a bunch of intruders who have trespassed on Hamilton family property—and we are merely fighting back."
Hearing this, Shiloh raised an eyebrow: "That's not necessarily true." As she spoke, she took out a small jar from her bosom, inside which was a beetle with mottled patterns.
"I believe that with the help of the great reporter Rita Skeeter, all of this should be easily resolved, shouldn't it?" Shiloh shook the jar, causing Peterson's expression to visibly contort.
"Your so-called pure-blood family honor is nothing more than murdering a girl for money," Shiloh said coldly. "And you even failed."
"Impossible—you—you despicable freaks—monsters!"
"You freaks who can turn into werewolves, you damned cultists, you disgusting monsters that turn into snakes—Veeva hybrids—you all deserve to die—you all deserve to—ah! Ugh!"
Before Peterson could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a scream without warning, collapsed to the ground, and began to convulse.
Shiloh and Lupin were both taken aback, but Nagini looked at Loila and saw her hand, hidden in her sleeve, twitching slightly.
Noticing Miss Nagini's gaze, Loila slightly turned her face away and then stopped what she was doing.
You can insult me—but please don't insult my friends—if you insist on doing so, then I'll have to resort to the Crucifixion Curse.
Loila looked at Peterson, who had already fainted, but surprisingly, she didn't feel anything else—or perhaps she didn't really care about what he had said.
She already kept her distance from family wealth; if it were just wealth, that would be fine—but adding family lineage was a different story.
As for her family—they weren't her family—Loy murmured, her family was long gone.
And as for magic array patents and all that—Loila doesn't care! I'm a member of the UMNO party! Have you ever seen a UMNO party care about the law?
Okay—we only care about what's in our own interest! Unfavorable laws are nothing but oppression!
So what's left? Compared to that, Loila cared more about Miss Nagini's words.
She still has us, her friends!
Well!
Miss Nagini is so cool! Even the way she stomped on his head was so cool! She was cool even when she was yelling at him!
And Miss Hilo, her confident demeanor just now was really reliable! And she didn't even refute the matter about her friend!
Finally, there's Mr. Lupin—his bewildered expression was also—very handsome.
I think so?
"So what should we do next?" Looking at the unconscious Peterson, Lupin thought for a moment and said, "Should we notify the Ministry of Magic?"
"Hmm—" Loila nodded gently and said, "I have—I have already informed Luna—"
"She—she has already told Dumbledore about the situation here."
"Dumbledore?" Shiloh raised an eyebrow but didn't speak, while Nagini and Lupin both showed knowing expressions.
After a few seconds of silence, Nagini looked at Shiloh: "Miss Rozier—I have something I'd like to discuss with you."
"Tsk?" Hilo's purple eyes showed a slightly confused look, while Loila immediately tensed up.
Miss Nagini seems to have some complicated past with Wu Cui—if—is Miss Shiloh—?
"It's alright, Loila." Nagini reached out and patted Loila's head. "I just have something I'd like to discuss with Miss Rozier."
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
Watching Nagini walk out of the room with Shiloh, Loila bit her lip with a hint of worry.
"That—Loila—" Lupin looked at the room where only the two of them were now and pursed his lips.
"There's something I suddenly wanted to ask you."
"Um?"
Could it be related to the Cruciatus Curse? I have no idea who did it—
Under Loila's slightly nervous expression, Lupin asked in a somewhat confused tone, "Why should I look for PH?"
The gentleman's whereabouts.
"We'll find this place."
"According to you—this is your home, right?"
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"Huh?" Loila was also taken aback.
Yes — why?
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