Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 23 Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson
Standing at the door of the office, Hera watched as the door was knocked gently a few times.

"Who is so?" Quirrell stammered.

"Quirinas, open the door." Hera's arm holding Gallon was a little sore. He had been wandering around the main building for a long time. If he hadn't met Filch who was watching the night, he might not have been able to find Quirrell's office.

But fortunately, he was still holding Garen in his arms, and Filch's attitude towards Hera was not that bad. It must be someone who also loves cats, so let's cherish each other!

After forcibly avoiding Mrs. Norris who was about to jump into his arms, Filch's expression turned a little ugly, and he hurriedly left after pointing out the way to Hera with a dark face.

Quirrell opened the door, poked his head out cautiously and glanced at the corridor, then pulled Hera into the room.

"What did Dumbledore ask you?" Quirrell asked anxiously, worried about what that old guy Dumbledore saw.

Hera yawned and walked towards the office, and said casually, "It's nothing, I'm just curious why you invited me."

"Then what did you say?"

"What else can I say?" Hera pushed open the door of the room at the back of the office, and said absently, "Just say that you are not capable enough, and you are afraid that you can't teach yourself well, so you specially asked me to help you!"

"." Quirrell was silent for a while, although he knew that Hera's statement was the most reliable, but why did he feel a little hurt in his heart! ?

Early the next morning, Hera woke up stretching from the room, pushed open the bedroom door, but there was no sign of Quirrell, there was only one bedroom in the office, and he didn't know where that guy Quirrell slept at night.

But these are not the point, so what if I occupy this office anyway?

Hera rubbed Garon who was curled up in her arms, and then got a 'Garon's Death Gaze'.

After opening Garen's ration bag and placing it in the corner of the room, Hera put on her cloak and went straight out.

There are a total of 140 stairs in Hogwarts.Some of them are wide and large, others are narrow and small, and they are rickety.

There are even some who will suddenly disappear halfway up a step.

However, none of these are obviously difficult for Hera. As an outstanding graduate who has lived in Hogwarts for seven years, Hera is absolutely impossible to get lost!
By the time Hera arrived in the hall to prepare for dinner, the breakfast was already halfway through.

Harry waved to Hera as he passed the four house tables.

"Professor Hera, here." Harry had a smile on his face, as if seeing Hera was a very exciting thing for him.

But it was true, after all, Hera could be regarded as his second friend in the magic world.

The first was obviously Hagrid.

"Harry? How did you sleep last night?" Hera showed her eight neat teeth, and the girls around her whispered.

But Hera thought she was the man they couldn't get.

"Very good." Harry nodded, and his heart was relieved. He was worried that Hera would be unhappy if he came to Gryffindor, but now Hera's attitude didn't seem to have changed.

Sure enough, Professor Hera is a good person!
Unknowingly, Hera, who was sent another good card by Harry, went to the guest table for breakfast with a brisk smile.

Today, if I remember correctly, I still have to go to class with Quirrell.

After all, he is a teaching assistant, even if he is going to take a nap, he has to clock in.

After simply eating breakfast, Hera followed Quirrell to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. There were already many students in the classroom. Hera pulled a chair and sat in the back row, holding a decent notebook in his hand.

But he didn't even have a quill in his hand.
However, after Hera took her seat, the positions of the students in the classroom changed a little.

There seemed to be a lot of girls beside Hera, who surrounded Hera faintly in a surrounding posture.

But in class, Quirrell's truth became a joke. The potion used to cover up his body was filled with a strong strange smell, and Quirrell had to make up excuses.

His scarf was a gift from an African prince who thanked him for helping him free himself from the reanimated zombies.

Listen to this lame excuse, Merlin, who would believe it?
Anyway, Hera didn't believe it. Quirrell went to the dark forest and Albania to obtain first-hand information. Where did he go to Africa?
And African headscarves are white or black, where is there purple?

This lame reason obviously cannot convince the students.

Some thorny students even asked Quirrell impatiently how he defeated the resurrected zombies. Quirrell blushed and mumbled about the weather.

His performance made Hera feel ashamed, so he could only cover his forehead and pretend to be invisible.

It's just that I can hear girls whispering again and again: "Ah! The sad professor is so handsome."

The first class ended in such a muddle-headed way, and there was nothing to be gained except that Quirrell was labeled as a waste that could not be washed off.

Whether it is for Hera, or for the students.

After one class, Hera's sleepiness was completely gone, mainly because the class had turned into a farce, and it was so noisy that she couldn't fall asleep at all.

After class, Quirrell stood on the podium and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Quirinas, are you so nervous in class?" Hera slapped Quirrell on the shoulder suddenly, startling him again.

Quirrell shook Hera's hand angrily, "Hehe, why don't you try it?"

"Tch, I don't, you are a professor and I am a professor?" Hera slipped out with her legs lifted, leaving only such an annoying sentence.

Quirrell was sulking for a long time in the classroom, and waited until the students of the next class arrived, and then pretended to be harmless to humans and animals again.

In fact, Hera is still a little pursuing, and the spells he has mastered at the moment obviously can't keep up with his own rhythm.

Unknowingly, I have been caught in the middle of the most terrifying black and white demon kings of this century, and I can't take out any "obstacles" and "removing your weapons".

He remembered that there were quite a lot of books explaining black magic in the restricted area, and there seemed to be a copy of "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic", to see if he could learn some self-defense skills.

But what Hera wanted to learn the most was actually Animagus, who could transform into animals after all.

He doesn't believe it anymore, can't he run if he can't beat himself?
What?Positive and they just?

Hehe, do you still need to run after you have just won Dumbledore and Voldemort?

Man, sometimes it's better to be realistic.

Hera sat on the ground in the restricted area with "Advanced Transfiguration: Animagus" and began to read.

A sharp female voice suddenly sounded: "Who allowed you to come to the restricted area!?"

Hera raised her head and showed a sunny smile, which was particularly dazzling in the restricted area of ​​the library.

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　　Thanks for the 500-point reward from Ah Gao!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)