On a quiet night, Dia Jobana, who lived alone in Hogwarts' second-largest office, had just finished bathing and changed into casual pajamas. Her damp golden hair hung loosely over her shoulders, giving her a mature, intelligent beauty.
Even with no one around, young Dia Jobana's delicate face still wore its ever-present smile.
Bang bang bang—
A burst of urgent knocking suddenly rang out. Dia, who had just lain down on her bed, could only get back up to answer the door. The commotion Roy and Aisling had caused during their chase through the Castle last night had left her poorly rested. That was why she had deliberately gone to bed early today, afraid she would lack energy when teaching the students tomorrow.
"Coming—"
Dia slipped on her slippers and hurried in small steps to the door. Opening the office door, she lowered her head and noticed Roy standing outside, panting heavily.
Facing this sleep-disturbing menace who looked as though he had just run another marathon through the Castle, Professor Jobana's usually gentle face showed a helpless smile. She looked at Roy and asked with a smile.
"What is it, Roy? Why are you in such a hurry again? Don't tell me someone's chasing you again?"
Roy shook his head as he panted against the wall, excitement gleaming in his eyes.
"No, I—I found the special magical anchor Voldemort left inside the Castle!"
"What?"
Now it was Dia's turn to be shocked.
She had only meant to find an excuse to hand the magical tracker over to Roy, then return his luggage a few days later and lure him into the trap they had prepared using the tracker in his hand. As for the special magical anchor Voldemort had left behind, Dia had considered it, but she had never expected Roy