Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 167 The Cautious Hera

"Penello?" Hera put down her wand in surprise, but did not relax her vigilance at all.In the current situation, God knows if someone will use Compound Potion to pretend to be Penello. "Why are you here?"

"I'm a little worried about you." Penello stood up from the chair and threw himself into Hera's arms, "Professor Lockhart. He's gone. I'm worried you will too."

"Okay, okay, no." Hera patted Penello on the back lightly.Her appearance reassured Hera a little. This is Penello's normal appearance, and she is just an ordinary girl.only.
Who knows if Sirius Black will abandon his dignity, even pretending to be a girl in order to get close to Hera?

So Hera's wand was still tightly held in her hand.

"Penelo, what about the vacation plan I told you about traveling to Norway with me last time?"

The wand was raised slightly, and Hera hid it in her sleeve, and pointed it lightly at Penello's waist. As long as she answered a question, he was ready to control her immediately.

"Norway? When did we talk about it? But do you want to meet my family? How do you know that they visited their aunt in Norway this year?" Penello looked up and asked with some doubts.

Hera's wand was slowly put down, "Maybe I remembered it wrong, you know, the events during this period were too impactful, maybe I should try to relax."

"I know, I know everything, you must be exhausted." Penello stretched out his hand to touch Hera's face, but Hera avoided it slightly, and he turned around to close the half-closed door.

"Huh?" Hera seemed to have heard something, but he turned his head and looked around the corridor, but he didn't find any strange figures, not even Neville's toad.

"What's wrong?" Penello stood on tiptoe, wanting to look over Hera to see what happened.

Hera closed the door, shook her head lightly, "It's nothing, maybe I'm just sensitive."

The two just chatted for a while, but it ended because it was too late and had to send Penello back to the dormitory.

Go all the way to Ravenclaw's tower, and the portrait gives way to the hole in the wall behind it.

"By the way, I almost forgot to give it to you. I made it myself." Penello slapped his head suddenly, blushing, took something out of his pocket and stuffed it into Hera's hand. She didn't even dare to look up at Hera, and went straight back to the common room along the hole in the wall.

Hera spread her hands with a wry smile, looked at the amulet in her palm, and put it into the inner pocket of the cloak with a smile.

"It seems that this kind of thing is not very useful, but thank you."

"Who?" Hera was keenly aware of the sound of breathing behind him, but he suddenly turned around, only to find that the corridor was still empty.

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

"Hurry up!"

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Hera cast several revealing spells in a row. He didn't know if someone had used the illusion spell to hide in the corridor, but it was always right to be careful.

Cautiously sticking to the wall of the corridor, Hera walked slowly, and he looked at everything around him vigilantly.It's late enough, the students 'should' stay in the dormitory honestly, but there are always some naughty students who like to go out at night.Of course, it is not ruled out that Hera will meet Sirius Black.

All the way back to the office, I didn't find anything strange. For the first time, Hera hung up all the door bolts in the office, and finally cast a few strengthening spells on purpose, and then I dared to go back to the bedroom with confidence.

Taking out the previous note from the cloak pocket, Hera carefully placed the amulet on the bedside cabinet.

"I can't get away, the owl is sent to you, what are you going to pay?" Leni's handwriting appeared early, and he felt the faint vibration of the note as early as when Hera and Penello were chatting in the office.

He picked up the quill on the side, pondered for a few seconds, and wrote on it: "What do you want? Gold Gallon?"

Hera wasn't sure what Lainee wanted, but he knew one thing, if measured in Galleons, it would definitely be an astronomical figure—the Gaunt family was the blood of Slytherin, and its genealogy was definitely the treasure of the whole family.

The handwriting on the note quickly disappeared, and some ink oozes out of it.

"In the future, I will make my request." Leni's words made Hera a little uneasy, and he only felt that this seemed to be another big pit.

But in order to know whether the heir to the Chamber of Secrets was Harry, by the way - definitely by the way - he had to see why he had Gaunt blood too.

Otherwise it would be hard to explain why both of them would be a Parseltongue.

The only advantage Hera had now, presumably, was that the fact that he was a Parseltongue was still hidden, while Harry had exposed it.

"I hope everything will be fine." Hera sighed, pulled off the quilt and fell asleep on the bed.

It didn't take Leni's owl long to reach Hera's window sill, even a little too quickly.

On the morning of the third day, Hera was awakened by a loud noise—something smashed the glass and broke into his bedroom.

Hera jumped up from the bed suddenly, and immediately pointed the wand at the unknown object on the ground.

It wasn't until she was woken up by the cold wind that Hera finally saw the gray-brown mass on the ground—an owl with a rather large letter box tightly tied to its claws. It seemed that its condition was not very good.

The already harsh and extreme weather, coupled with such a large mail, is not difficult to understand that it flew dizzy and hit the window directly.

Pointing the tip of her wand at the broken window, Hera muttered in a low voice, "It's back to normal."

The glass shards flew back to the window from the ground, and in just a few short breaths, it changed back to its original perfect appearance.

He untied the letterbox from the owl's leg, and Hera threw the unconscious owl to the outside office, and took out what he wanted-the genealogy of the Gaunt family.

He took a few deep breaths, but finally he didn't have the courage to open the mailbox, and carefully hid it in the deepest drawer of the bedside table. Hera felt that he still needed some psychological preparation.

"Would you like to watch it?" Hera sat on the edge of the bed with her hand on the handle of the drawer. She clearly thought about it just now, but now she hesitated again.

"The Gaunt family will also marry other pure-bloods, right? As a member of the Lestrange family, it is understandable that they have some blood from the Gaunt family?" Hera kept hypnotizing herself, and finally made up her mind.

"Forget it, let's see!"

　The two updates are delivered, the data in the past two days is pretty good, and I have the motivation to write, come on.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)