Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 162 Is He a Parseltongue Too?
"Could it be that I'm really related to the Malfoy family?" Hera said in a daze, but the situation didn't get worse, probably because the black snake got angry.

Harry stood there motionless, staring wide-eyed at the angry snake.

"Okay, let me do it." Hera still couldn't help but took a step, Lockhart didn't know where to hide, Draco obviously lost control of the spell, and he also backed away timidly.

"Let me do it!" Lockhart yelled, and he jumped out of nowhere, probably because this would definitely be a good opportunity to show off! ?
Lockhart raised his wand and waved it menacingly at the snake.

It's a pity that this just made Hera's heart ruthlessly twitched.

Lockhart never disappoints when it comes to disappointing.

In fact, it was indeed the case, only a loud bang was heard.Not only did the snake not disappear, but it jumped more than a foot high, and then fell heavily back to the floor.Furious, it hissed and swam towards a student next to it. Then, it raised its head, bared its fangs, and assumed an attacking posture.

Then, when everyone was surprised, Harry walked forward and walked in front of the black snake, walking faster and faster, as if stepping on small casters.Then something terrible happened, a terrible hissing sound came out of his mouth.

Although "Let him go" was heard in Hera's ears, it was obviously not the case in the ears of the others.

However, a miracle happened, and the snake just collapsed on the floor, as supple as a pile of thick, black watering hoses, with its eyes fixed on Harry.

"Okay, this is the end of the training." Hera stood up abruptly, and he understood that what Harry was speaking was Parseltongue, the person feared by all wizards.

As we all know, the man whose name cannot be mentioned is the most famous Parseltongue of this century.And being able to talk to snakes is a famous ability of Salazar Slytherin, so the symbol of Slytherin House is a snake.

In this sensitive period when the Chamber of Secrets was opened, Parseltongue was simply the best evidence—Harry was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets.

"Harry, let's get out of here first." Hera directly and forcefully dragged Harry away from the auditorium, even Penello didn't care.He whispered in Harry's ear, "Come on, go."

Hera led Harry out of the Great Hall, and Penelope and Hermione and Ron hurried beside them.When they went out, people stepped back to both sides, as if they were afraid of getting something.

Hera had no intention of explaining at all, and the auditorium was not a suitable place.Harry followed Hera with small, bewildered steps—his collar was lifted by Hera.

They went all the way to the third floor, to Hera's office on the third floor.

Then Hera pushed Harry into an armchair, sat down behind the desk, rubbed his temples, and said, "You're a Parseltongue, why didn't you tell us?"

"What am I?" Harry asked.

"Parseltongue." Hera sighed. Harry, who grew up in the Muggle world, lacked common sense, and didn't even know what Parseltongue was.

"Okay, who of you knows this, it's best to explain to Harry before I come back, I need to go to Professor Dumbledore." Hera sighed heavily again, he found that wherever Harry appeared, there were always a bunch of strange things.

Perhaps the best thing to do was to stay away from Harry.

When he walked quickly to the principal's office, someone seemed to be arguing with Dumbledore, and the atmosphere was very intense.

Hera walked up gently on tiptoe, carefully looking at the situation inside through the slightly opened door.

All he could see was a short, stocky man, facing the door sideways, so Hera could see his attire clearly through the dim candlelight.

A mop of gray hair and a dark, anxious face.He was wearing a strange mishmash of clothes: pinstriped suit, bright red tie, long black cape, purple pointed boots.

It's Fudge Connelly, Minister of Magic!
Why did he come to Hogwarts?

It seems that he is still arguing with Dumbledore.

"Albus, you know. The attack has happened twice. It's too much. The Ministry of Magic must take action. Didn't the half-blood giant open the Chamber of Secrets 50 years ago? You still let him work as a gamekeeper at Hogwarts. I don't know what you think!"

"I hope you understand, Connery, that I trust Hagrid completely," said Dumbledore, frowning at Fudge.

"But you also know, Albus," said Fudge awkwardly, "that Hagrid's criminal record is pretty bad for him. The Ministry has to do something about it—who's out there?"

He was keenly aware of the faint light reflected from Hera's cuff, and he pulled out his wand suddenly, aiming it in the direction of the door.

Hera raised her hands and gently kicked the door open, "Sorry, gentlemen, I didn't intend to eavesdrop on your conversation, but I just happened to be looking for Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh, Hera, we are really missing." Fudge walked towards Hera quickly, gave him a big hug, and his heavy palms fell on Hera's back, making a terrible sound.

"Hera, what happened?" Dumbledore raised his eyes and said calmly.

Hera rolled her eyes, and decisively concealed the fact that Harry was a Parseltongue.

"Professor Dumbledore, Lockhart's dueling club had a very bad effect, and many children were injured." Hera looked worried, and the anxiety revealed in her tone almost fooled Dumbledore.

As for Fudge?

He foolishly believed it, and even planned to contribute part of his own strength - the Ministry of Magic.

"Albus, as I said long ago, it is best for the students' education programs to be carried out under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic, and strive to ensure the safety of the children"

He was still talking nonstop in Rory, and Dumbledore had already strode out from behind.

In this regard, Hera could only helplessly spread her hands, turned around and went downstairs behind Dumbledore.

Fudge stomped his feet in the room angrily. The Auror behind him asked in a low voice what to do next, and he yelled angrily: "Go and deal with those damned dementors, I don't want to receive any more complaint letters from parents!"

"Hera, I believe you must have something more important to tell me, right?" Dumbledore stopped and confirmed that Fudge and the others were not following, and then confirmed with Hera in a low voice.

"Oh, as expected of you," Hera gave a thumbs up. "In fact, what happened is indeed a bit strange. Yes, it is strange."

"How to say?"

"Harry he's a Parseltongue."

(End of this chapter)