Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 10 The village bully wants to recruit a younger brother!
If the Boy Who Lived had died that night, then Hera, as a member of the Lestrange family, with the glory of Bellatrix and Rodolphus, would definitely be popular with the Dark Lord.

Anyway, it's definitely better than the current dissatisfaction with black and white!
The Dark Lord's downfall is unreliable, and the White Demon King doesn't trust himself, so life is almost difficult.

Hera returned to her seat, only to find that her 'good friend' Quirrell had already approached the damned 'savior', and depressedly picked up the butter beer on the table and took a sip.

So Hera was very angry, and it took about ten minutes to drink her glass of butter beer.

Finally Harry Potter left, and Quirrell returned to his position somewhat disappointed.

"Hehe, are you so interested in that 'Boy Who Lived'!?" Hera's tone was a bit mocking, and he was not afraid that Quirrell would go out and talk nonsense, even if Quirrell wanted to speak out, no one would have the patience to listen to him with his stuttering appearance.

Besides, what if you say it?
Anyway, my surname is my biggest label, and I was branded as a black wizard since I was born.

No matter what I say or do, I can't change the magic world's view of me.

Prejudice is really a mountain.

Quirrell raised his eyebrows, gently protected the hood on his head with one hand, and asked in a low voice, "Hera, do you hate Harry Potter?"

"Why don't you hate it? If it wasn't for him, the Black Demon. Forget it, it's nothing." Hera sighed, realizing that she almost missed something, and quickly covered her mouth.

Quirrell didn't speak anymore, and his expression was a little weird, probably the kind of depression that he didn't find a plastic bottle after searching through the trash can.

"Hey, Quirinus, you can play by yourself, I'll go back first."

A good day ends with meeting Harry Potter.

Quirrell looked at Hera who went upstairs dejectedly, with mixed feelings in his heart, and the hideous face on the back of his head was also a bit complicated and tangled.

"Hera Lestrange is Bella's"

Quirrell sat below for a while and went upstairs, hesitated for a while but didn't knock on Hera's door, and returned to his room.

Taking off the scarf, the face on the back of the head said in a shrill voice:
"Let me talk to him. Face to face."

"Master, your physical strength hasn't recovered yet!"

"This strength. I still have it."

Chilo wrapped the turban around tremblingly, and then resolutely walked towards Hera's room.

Boom boom boom!
"Hera, I have something to tell you." Quirrell's voice became cold and resolute, completely different from his usual kind and timid appearance.

Hera opened the door with a strange face, and Quirrell squeezed into the room without any explanation.

He cast a few detection and protection spells casually, and chanted an unknown spell at the door bolt in a low voice.

"Quirinas, what's going on? I'm in a mood right now." Hera sat on the bed, silently looking at Quirrell who was a little too cautious.

"Hera, I think there are some things that need to be told to you." Quirrell's voice was firm and tinged with madness, and Hera couldn't help but raise her eyelids to look at Quirrell, which was a bit like what Quirrell looked like when he was in school.

"Huh? What do you want me to do for you?" Hera frowned, and there was something wrong with Quirrell in front of him, very wrong!
"Enough, let me talk to him."

Hera was horrified to hear a voice speaking, and that voice seemed to come from Quirrell himself, but Quirrell's lips did not move at all.

"Hey! Two people need extra money!"

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Quirrell's words were suddenly interrupted by Hera, his face was flushed, and his hands reached into his pockets again, as if he wanted to take out his wand and release a curse on Hera to interrupt his dirty thoughts.

"Child, Quirrell, child of the Lestrange family, you fool, let me talk to him face to face"

"Yes, master." Quirrell replied in a low voice, and approached in the direction of Hera.

Hera's hand was already in his pocket and he was gripping his wand tightly. The situation in front of him was obviously beyond his expectations. He thought that Quirrell was a harmless softie, but he didn't expect him to awaken his blood!
And it's a very difficult double-faced person.

It is said that two-faced people can cast spells at the same time. Although the total amount of magic power is still one person, the combat power has simply evolved from a pistol to an assault rifle!

Hera of this kind of blood has only been seen in the restricted area of ​​Hogwarts. I didn't expect that the ancestor of the Quirrell family would have such a capable person.
Generally speaking, the two faces of a double-faced person should be equal, but Quirrell seems to have become the servant of the face behind! ?

What a strange thing!

But these have no effect, Quirrell can reveal his biggest secret to Hera in this way, either to take Hera to do something dangerous, or...
Either he dislikes Hera for being too irritating and wants to kill Hera.

"Son. Let me see you. You idiot, get closer." The face tried to use a kind tone as much as possible, but the harsh voice was really hard to make people feel good.

"Are you...?" Hera was ready to directly wash this face with a set of spells, from the most basic 'legs stopped dead' to 'Avada'.

Spell machine gun, fire! ! !
(Readers, please automatically bring in: "Second Battalion Commander, you fucking fire me!")
"Voldemort Dark Lord. Mysterious Man. Everyone always calls me that." The face said in a hoarse and deep voice, but obviously didn't want to delve into this topic, and changed the subject:

"The Lestrange family used to be my most loyal friends. I have always admired them. They were calculated by Dumbledore. After losing power that night, they were forced to become what they are now. I will definitely make a comeback and make Dumbledore regret everything he has done. Do you want to witness a glorious future with your own eyes?"

That face tried to seduce Hera, but his appearance was really not convincing.

A 'village bully' wants to wrestle with an 'economic tycoon'! ?
too naive!

However, even so, this village bully can still bully Hera, an 'average' wizard.

"Think!" Hera hadn't let go of her wand, so he naturally wouldn't believe the one-sided words of this face.

It's just that he was cowardly
Hera didn't think she could resist Quirrell plus a 'battle-damaged version of Voldemort'.

And Voldemort's last sentence was not a win-win at all! ?

That was clearly a threat. Once Hera disagreed, violence would be used.

"Son. You will definitely be proud of your decision in the future."

　Everyone, throw out all the tickets, otherwise they will expire!

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)