Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 197 Ending 1
If someone was standing outside the auditorium at this moment, they might think that there was an explosion here, and the cheers from the student table rose after the wave.Several Gryffindor students stood up and cheered loudly, which made the veins on Hera's and Professor Snape's foreheads twitch unconsciously.

Damn it, Hra clearly belongs to Slytherin House.

Compared to Gryffindor House, Slytherin was obviously much more reserved. Draco was just banging his goblet on the table vigorously. Presumably he was also "celebrating".

"That means," Dumbledore had to growl to drown out the thunderous applause as the students cheered furiously, "that we no longer have to worry about Hogwarts being shut down."

"On behalf of Hogwarts, I will present an award to Hera. If he is still a student at Hogwarts, I can't even find a suitable award to recognize his outstanding contribution. Fortunately, he is still our assistant teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts so far.

So here, I intend to create an outstanding alumni award for him, and the door of Hogwarts will always be open to him. Dumbledore took the lead in applauding, and the cheers of the students finally died down, as if the cheers just now had exhausted all their energy.

"Ahem, thank you, Principal Dumbledore, thank you all." Hera stood up, coughing softly.In fact, there was nothing wrong with his body, but he felt that he might have pretended to be recovering from a serious illness to deserve such warm applause from the students.

"Another piece of news, I believe many people already know it, but I think it is necessary to explain it to everyone." Hera looked at Professor Dumbledore tentatively, and he guessed what Hera was going to say next after just nodding his head and thinking for a while. He nodded towards Hera, motioning him to continue talking.

"I'm very happy to be able to spend two academic years with you at Hogwarts, but I'm sorry to tell you one thing. I'm going to continue my travels. My life at Hogwarts will definitely be the happiest two years in my life. It's just that I love the free life to death (no). I need more training to be qualified for the position of Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Students, I hope that when we meet again next time, I can return to Hogwarts to sit in that office again."

"Oh no!"

Many students wailed. They thought it was just a joke Hera played with them at the end of the semester. They thought he was referring to his resignation from the position of "acting headmaster", but they didn't expect that he was leaving Hogwarts.

They couldn't imagine that Dumbledore would find them another unreliable teacher in the next school year.

Penello looked at Hera with red eyes. She was so quiet that Hera didn't dare to look directly into her eyes, so she turned her head and looked at the dining table on the other side.

"It's heart-wrenching," said Harry, holding himself a piece of jam donut. "It's so rare to find such a wonderful professor as Hera."

"Who said it wasn't?" Hermione scooped up a spoonful of haggis soup and said, frowning, "I dare say that Professor Dumbledore will worry about it for the whole summer vacation!"

In fact, Dumbledore was indeed worried, but only for a few minutes, and then he tied a letter to the owl's leg, and he believed that the person would not refuse his invitation.

After dinner, Dumbledore secretly gave Hera a look. Hera understood, without Dumbledore's further words, she consciously followed Dumbledore to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

As soon as Hera walked into the principal's office, she saw the gleaming silver sword inlaid with rubies on the table, but it was still stained with black ink.Obviously Dumbledore didn't wipe it clean, the Sorting Hat and the remains of Riddle's diary were placed aside, and the Sorting Hat moved aside in disgust.

Afterwards, Dumbledore sat on his chair, folded his hands together, "Hera, I want to hear the story about your school year, I think you have a lot to tell me."

"Maybe." Hera swallowed, and he began to tell Dumbledore everything, including the fact that he was a Parseltongue. He felt that perhaps only Dumbledore could help him at the moment.

As long as he does not express his strong yearning for black magic, Dumbledore should not kill himself in the cradle.

He spoke for about a quarter of an hour, and Dumbledore listened so intently that the room was silent.He told how he kept hearing that disembodied, ghostly voice, which he finally realized he heard was a basilisk lurking in a water pipe; he also told how he once followed the spider into the Forbidden Forest, but Aragog was so uncooperative that he had to clean up the 'hidden dangers' in the Forbidden Forest.
"Very well," Dumbledore nodded, his eyes sparkling blue, "So you discovered the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, and found out where the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets is through Myrtle—and I must add, you did a great job, far beyond my imagination."

Hera went on, telling how he had assembled the professors, subtly concealed Hermione's presence, and silently took all the credit for himself.Other than that, he has nothing to hide.

"What interests me most," said Dumbledore mildly, "is how Voldemort managed to confuse them, since, according to my sources, he is hiding in the forests of Albania."

Hera pursed her lips and opened her mouth several times, but she didn't utter the word.

"Maybe we need some courage sometimes. You know, nothing can shock me, an old man. You don't have to take my feelings too seriously." Dumbledore said gently, pursing his lips.

Hera breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly spit out the word in an uncertain tone: "Horcrux."

"What!?" Dumbledore was surprised, he was so shocked that the table was buzzing by his clapping.

"This is the notebook." Hera said quickly, grabbed the diary and showed it to Dumbledore. "It was written by Tom Voldemort when he was 16 years old."

Dumbledore took the diary from Hera's hand and gazed down his long hooked nose, gazing intently at the damp, charred pages - though Hera had clearly just pierced it with the Gryffindor sword.

"It's amazing," he said softly.Hera thought he was praising herself, but the next words instantly broke his thoughts.

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