Struggling to survive at Hogwarts

Chapter 313 Apology

When Thea returned to the Riddle mansion and was about to turn on the light, a pair of hands covered her eyes.

Thea: "…………"

Desperately suppressing the urge to elbow her, Thea said in a doting tone, "Gella~~ stop fooling around~"

"I! Will! Not!"

Unaware that he had almost been killed, Gellar became exceptionally arrogant.

"Who told you to abandon your best friend and get seduced by that vixen?!"

"Theodore is not a vixen—"

Thea found it amusing and explained listlessly.

"Hmph! Still saying you're not a vixen? I saw it for myself."

"When he brought you back, his mouth was wide open; he looked like he could swallow you whole!"

Gella was clearly harboring deep resentment, and her exaggerated words made Thea burst into laughter.

From afar, it looks like a deadly ghost; up close—

"Where did he grin? He just smiled."

Thea listened helplessly, but a doting smile remained on her lips.

Suddenly, Gella covered Thea's mouth.

Facing Thea's eyes so close to hers, Gella said helplessly, "Thea... don't ever smile like that in front of those people again."

"Honestly, anyone who gets into this will probably lose their life."

At that moment, Gella suddenly realized that Theodore wasn't as obsessed with Thea as Theodore was.

Who could refuse a statue of a Bodhisattva?

She is still a Bodhisattva who will smile at you with doting affection.

"how about you?"

"Now that you've seen it, would you give your life to me?"

Thea spoke jokingly, but even she wasn't sure what answer she wanted.

"Am I not proving this with my actions?!"

The two joked and laughed, but only they knew the truth behind their words.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The next morning, Gella was awakened by a series of clanging and banging sounds.

I stayed up late with Thea last night, so she was unusually grumpy when she woke up.

When she finished washing up, she was somewhat surprised to see who had come.

The person in the hall was familiar—Old Nott.

At this moment, the other party smiled amiably, and even though it was Little Barty, he didn't act like an elder.

“I didn’t discipline the people of the tribe well yesterday, and Thea suffered because of it…”

"These things are a small token of our appreciation..."

Gella approached and listened for a few moments, then understood the other party's purpose.

Since she had come to apologize, Gella didn't keep a long face. She went up to chat for a few words, ignored the strange look in Little Barty's eyes, said a simple goodbye, and then went to find Thea with the gift list.

Old Nott didn't linger long either. After seeing Gella accept the gift list, he took his leave; he was no longer a free man.

For a moment, the hall was empty except for Little Barty, who stared intently in the direction where Gella had left.

"Sir, are we just leaving like this?"

"Haven't we met Miss Blake yet?"

Hearing the question from behind, old Nott didn't stop walking, nor did he speak, but in his heart he was calculating whether he should take this opportunity to weed out the people around him, and also the people in the clan...

He hadn't really thought these idiots were that much of a nuisance before, but thinking about what happened yesterday... Old Nott felt he needed to ask Snape for some emergency heart potion.

The person behind him didn't hear what the master said and only realized he had caused trouble after a while.

What kind of master explains things to his servant?

In an instant, his face turned deathly pale.

After making up his mind to give the people in the tribe a warning, old Nott began to think about Gella.

To be honest, if the other party hadn't had the chance to climb up to Thea's high branch, their name probably would never have entered old Nott's ears.

However, the daughter of a fallen collateral branch family could not make it at Durmstrang, so she transferred to Hogwarts through her maternal family connections.

No one knows what methods the other party used to catch Thea's eye, and later they became even more remarkable, directly intruding into Thea's small group.

You should know that before Gellar, no one could squeeze into that most exclusive little group without relying on their surname!

But she actually did it.

Why?

Some people used to naively think that Thea just had a good eye for people.

But ever since Thea dropped out of school, everyone has seen Gella.

The other party became Thea's spokesperson and the person closest to Thea.

Even Draco, who grew up with Thea, couldn't get that spot!

It was then that everyone realized the reason why Thea chose Gella.

His family background is "clean".

Ambitious.

And the ability to match one's ambition.

All three elements are indispensable, and Gala has managed to gather them all.

"It's a pity."

It's a pity that they missed the opportunity to benefit from their proximity to the source.

Unfortunately, Theodore, that fool, was incompetent. Not only did he fail to win the girl's heart, but he also foolishly gave it away himself.

How pitiful.

Recalling the days he had worked with Thea, old Nott prayed sincerely for his son.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Gella was unaware that her life story was being replayed in someone else's mind. At that moment, she was discussing with Thea the purpose of the apology.

"I've looked at them. Most of them are potion ingredients. I'll send them to Theodore or Professor Snape later to see if they can use them."

Seeing Thea nod, Gella quickly made a mark in her notebook and continued:

"The remaining items can be divided into three categories: potion-making equipment, jewelry, and some decorative items. How should we handle them?"

"As usual, items with family markings that we can use will be put into the vault first, while those we can't use will be put together with the jewelry and other valuables in a few days..."

Thea paused slightly, "Send it to Gringotts in a few days."

Gringotts?

Gella was a little confused. "Those fairies can't give us the price we want."

"It's alright, consider it interest."

The benefits of borrowing money.

Gella: "???"

Gella looked confused, but nodded and went downstairs anyway.

She should send the potion ingredients to those two first.

Hopefully they'll do their best and develop a new potion soon!