The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 57: I will definitely win!

"The phoenix is ​​an animal reborn from the ashes." Dumbledore seemed to see Loira's confusion, and he slowly sat down in his chair, looking at the phoenix. "Fox is the same."

"It's about to be reborn from the ashes."

"Is that so...?" Loila nodded and carefully pulled out a chair to sit opposite Dumbledore.

"Let's...let's begin..." she said, placing the two headbands she was holding onto the table.

"After wearing this... you can... extract your memories..." Loila pointed her index finger at a headband.

"Then I...I put on the other one to see...if there were any... problems with my memory."

"I understand." Dumbledore nodded gently. "After all, the principle comes from the Pensieve, right?"

"No... strictly speaking... it's the combined effect of the memory magic circle, the transmission magic circle, and the connection magic circle... the Pensieve only possesses... ah, sorry." Royla looked at Dumbledore and quickly shook her head: "Let's... let's begin..."

Dumbledore bowed slightly and then picked up his wand.

What... what is this supposed to be?

Loila paused for a moment, then watched as Dumbledore raised his wand and flicked it, a wisp of silver memory slowly drifting from his forehead.

He frowned slightly and tapped it, and the wisp of memory floated onto the headband and merged with it.

Is it possible... like this?

Loila stared at Dumbledore in astonishment. "Isn't this the magic circle I made? How... do you know about this?"

For a moment, Loila felt betrayed... Although it was strange to be betrayed by a magic array item, she did have that feeling.

"I was just trying it out," Dumbledore said casually. "Because that's how the Pensieve is used."

"I see..." Loila pursed her lips. She had been so busy studying Mr. Riddle's diary that she hadn't remembered to try out the Pensieve.

But is this really okay?

Loila pursed her lips and put on the headband in front of her.

After a while, she slowly took off her headband.

Unexpectedly, there were no problems... The transfer magic circle transferred Dumbledore's memories of Defense Against the Dark Arts to this headband.

But Loila didn't feel happy... probably because of the headband's betrayal.

She looked at Dumbledore and found that the headmaster seemed a little bored while she was waiting for him, and was playing wizard chess by himself.

Wizard chess... I've never played it with anyone before...

"Oh, Miss Hamilton, did you succeed?" He raised his head slightly, his wise eyes full of gentleness.

"It worked." Loila nodded and said, "Thank you... thank you..."

"Isn't this also for Hogwarts?" Dumbledore smiled and tapped his wand, pushing a chess piece forward.

Do you know how to play Wizard Chess?

"No...no." Loila would never tell Dumbledore that it was because she couldn't find anyone to play with.

"Want to play another game?" Dumbledore asked casually.

"No...no need." Loila quickly shook her head. "I won't play..."

"I didn't actually play that many," Dumbledore said, gesturing with his hand. "It's mainly because I couldn't find anyone to play with."

So we're the same after all... Pshaw! Who's the same as you?!

Royla doesn't want to end up like Dumbledore!

But... Loila really wanted to play Wizard's Chess... She had heard Lord Grindelwald talk about it before, saying it was the best game for developing strategic thinking.

I also need to hone my strategic thinking; it will definitely come in handy for Lord Grindelwald's future endeavors...

It wasn't because she was curious after never having played it before.

"Shall we play another game?" Dumbledore chuckled as he watched Loila holding her head and staring intently at the wizard chess game. "Just keep this old man company."

You said before that you were getting old and needed to rest early... But since you've begged me like this, I'll play a game with you then.

Just one plate.

"Alright... fine..." A slight look of joy appeared on Loila's face: "But I... I really don't know how to... go."

Even if she loses to Dumbledore, it won't be because he has better strategic thinking! It's just that I haven't played before, that's all... Before it even starts, Royla has already prepared comforting words for herself.

Losing to others is fine, but Dumbledore absolutely does not want to lose.

"It's alright." Unaware of Royla's thoughts, Dumbledore waved his wand, restoring the chessboard to its original state. "I've said it before, I rarely play chess either."

Seeing Dumbledore's sincere expression, Royla said, "I'll believe you this once."

Since no one knows how to play, is there still a chance for me to win?

With this in mind, Loila pursed her lips and sat up seriously.

………………

That damned Dumbledore! I should have engraved a Death Curse on the headband!

As Loila watched her pieces being utterly annihilated by Dumbledore once again, a blush visibly spread across her face, not from shame, but from anger.

He's clearly very good at Wizard Chess!

"Ah, it looks like I've won again, Miss Hamilton," Dumbledore said, looking quite pleased with himself.

Why did you say "again"?

Loila gritted her teeth and said, "You...you clearly know how to play chess..."

"Ah..." Dumbledore paused, looking at Loira. "This seems to be the first time I've heard someone say that."

You...you did this on purpose, didn't you?

Looking at the cunning in Dumbledore's eyes, Royla felt that he was definitely doing it on purpose!

"Thank you for playing chess with me." As if he hadn't noticed Royla's expression, Dumbledore said to himself, "I haven't had this much fun in a long time."

"Haha...ha..." Loila laughed awkwardly. Does your happiness have to make me unhappy?

"Well, Miss Hamilton, it seems quite late now." Dumbledore glanced at the clock in the Headmaster's office. "Perhaps you should get some rest."

It was indeed very late... Loila glanced at the clock hand pointing to one in the morning, and felt even more dissatisfied.

I actually wasted precious time that should have been spent learning about magic arrays by playing chess with Dumbledore!

The worst part is that I actually lost!

Loila slowly stood up, let out a soft breath, and said in a low voice, "Then... I... I'll take my leave."

"Well, goodnight, Miss Hamilton. I had a very pleasant evening." Dumbledore nodded gently as Loira walked to the headmaster's office door.

That damned Dumbledore… he must be mocking me… Royla stood at the door, her teeth itching with rage. Just you wait, don’t let me find a chance to defeat you, then I’ll make you play a game with Lord Grindelwald…

"Oh, wait a minute." He suddenly called out to Loila as if he remembered something.

"Eek!" Loila shuddered and turned her head. "What...what's wrong?"

Could it be that Dumbledore saw my thoughts? Was it Legilimency? I didn't even feel it...

All she saw was Dumbledore's smiling face.

"Would you like to play chess again next time you have time?"

Her lips twitched slightly: "We'll...we'll talk about it later."

I promise I won't lose next time!

"Clatter".

The door to the headmaster's office closed slowly, and Dumbledore chuckled softly, waving his wand to put away the chessboard.

He was not lying to Miss Hamilton; it seemed that more than seventy years had passed since he last played Wizard's Chess.

However, that opponent was much more formidable than Miss Hamilton.

Then he turned his attention to the Pensieve… Did Miss Hamilton’s inspiration really come solely from the Pensieve?

His mind began to wander again.