Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 12 Difference Between Stalactites and Stalagmites

"Hurry up!" Quirrell's voice was urgent and calm.

Hera looked at the waterfall and counted the time in her heart, the wand was already aimed at the three people in the car.
This was discussed with Quirrell when Gringotts was waiting for the opportunity. He was responsible for solving the wizards, and Quirrell was responsible for the goblins, lest they attract the Ukrainian iron belly.

Although Hera doesn't think she is a good person, compared to Quirrell, she is definitely a great good person, and she will definitely be lighter in her own hands.

"Passed out!"

"Avada eats a big melon!"

Red and green lights flashed, and the three people on the cart and one goblin fell down.

Hera glanced apologetically at the three of them lying in the car. The little girl who was sandwiched between her parents had unkempt brown curly hair and her front teeth protruded a bit. She didn't look like she had ever studied.

And her parents are too bad, there is no room for resistance at all.

Can you graduate from Hogwarts in this way?
That's it! ?
It seems that Hogwarts really needs such a strong and handsome professor like me to improve the teaching level!
Hera and Quirrell managed to capture the cart before it rushed over the protective waterfall.

Hera also humanely put aside the three wizards who were knocked down by him with the floating spell, but he can't guarantee when he will be discovered
The main reason is that he can't shoot like Quirrell is a death curse.

But if it's a goblin, it's a different matter.

Those damn capitalists who just exploit.
Good to die!
Under the washing of the protective waterfall, the Illusion Curse broke like soap bubbles when it met a bear child, and the figures of the two were also revealed.

"The Philosopher's Stone is in vault 713. We need to find a goblin who is willing to cooperate with us. No. 713 vault has no keyhole. We need a goblin to open the door for us. Otherwise, we will all be sucked in by the door, stuck in the door and unable to get out, even if it is the owner."

Quirrell's mouth was like a cannonball, but when he talked about Voldemort, he subconsciously shivered, and quickly changed his words: "Of course the master can save us, but such a stupid subordinate is not worthy of following the master."

"." Hera nodded, forcibly holding back her desire to complain, can you just say that Voldemort is stretching his hips now?

Not to mention breaking the door of the treasury, even saying a few words would kill him, he is the second brother, why pretend to be the big brother! ?
If it wasn't for the sake of your willingness to pay me one hundred Galleons a month, I would ignore you!
The trolley continued to move forward, and the death curse in Quirrell's hand never stopped, which made Hera feel a little bad.

A green light kept flashing before her eyes. If she didn't know that it was the Avada Kedavra, Hera would have thought she had glaucoma.

"Quirinas, didn't we agree to catch a goblin and open the vault door?"

"."

Quirrell's arm waving his wand stiffened for a moment, and the death curse was also suffocated. The goblin targeted by Quirrell widened his protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls, knelt down on his knees, and kowtowed to Quirrell.

"Look, this is not caught!" Quirrell said a little embarrassedly, he was so happy that he accidentally killed him, he almost forgot the business.

If Hera hadn't reminded me, I'm afraid that I really wouldn't be able to open the door of No. 713 vault in the end.

Hera shook her head helplessly, then waved her wand and caught the goblin in front of her.

"Please, please, I don't see anything, please don't kill me."

The goblin knelt on the ground, and Dou Da's tears rolled down.

"Hey, we just want you to take us to a place, we are not some dark wizards, so we won't kill you!"

Hera had a handsome, perfect smile, her big white teeth gleaming in the tunnels miles beneath London.

"I, I can take you there." The goblin was trembling, and his voice was inexplicably ups and downs with the rhythm of his body shaking, which made people laugh.

"Vault 713."

Quirrell's wand was aimed at the goblin's neck, and he poked it in about two or three centimeters, which made Hera feel pain.

"I don't look at it, I don't look at it, it won't hurt if I don't look at it." Hera turned her head silently, trying her best to divert her attention to other places.

The goblin obediently obeyed Quilo's words, and pointed the trolley in the direction of No. 713 vault.

They passed through the protective waterfall, followed by an underground lake, covered with huge stalactites and stalagmites, hanging down to the ground.

Hera seemed to be traveling, and chatted with Quirrell in a leisurely manner: "In fact, I have never understood the difference between stalactites and stalagmites."

"Then shut up, I'm not in the mood to discuss the difference between stalactites and stalagmites with you!" Quirrell rudely interrupted Hera. Doesn't Hera know what the two are in now?
Why can Hera maintain a mentality of coming to vacation?
"Oh, honorable sir, they grow in different directions. The stalactites grow on the top of the cave, while the stalagmites grow on the bottom of the cave." The goblin kneeling on the ground explained to Hera without daring to raise her head.

It's just that as soon as he said this, Quirrell's mentality exploded even more. He grabbed the goblin's neck suddenly, lifted him into the air, pointed his wand at his jaw, and roared unceremoniously:
"My patience is running out, I don't want to hear about stalactites or stalactites, I just need you to take us to vault 713 and open the vault door with your dirty, damn fingers!"

"Yes, yes." The goblin began to sob again, and the tears fell on Quirrell's hands, which made him disgusted for a while, and threw the goblin to the ground again.

The small cart came to a mountain stream with a rattling sound.

"Sir, Vault 713 is here."

The goblin prostrated herself on the ground, just kissing Quirrell's instep, not daring to offend the person in front of her anymore.

Quirrell kicked the goblin to the front of the vault, and said coldly, "Open the door!"

"Yes."

Hera looked at the surrounding environment, the biting cold air filled the space, and there was something hidden in the dark mountain stream, but it definitely wouldn't be Jin Gallon.

The goblin was standing in front of the vault door, he stretched out a long finger and knocked on the door lightly, the door disappeared little by little.

Quirrell didn't care about Hera either, he jumped off the trolley and rushed into the vault in a hurry.

Hera didn't hesitate to follow, and directly took over Quirrell's job - threatening the goblin.

God knows whether this goblin will betray him, be cruel to the enemy or be cruel to himself.
This question has never been considered in Hera's mind.

So the goblin originally thought that he could communicate with Hera in a good way, such as letting himself go, but he never thought that he just spoke.
　The second one is delivered!

　　Full of work, no water, a little text!

　　Don’t be stingy with the recommendation votes in your hands. Anyway, it will expire after 12 o’clock. Why don’t you vote for me, a hard-working little guy who codes?

　　


(End of this chapter)