Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 238 Three words can solve all problems

"Damn it, forget that there is Leni in the bedroom!" Hera changed her pace as she was walking towards the bedroom with Penello in her arms, and put Penello directly on the sofa.

"Huh?" Penello opened and closed her eyes and asked curiously, "What's the matter, Hera?"

"It's nothing, it's just—" Hera wiped the sweat from her forehead, trying to find an excuse. He only hoped that Leni would not make any noise at this moment, so as not to arouse Penello's suspicion.

He had no doubt at all that once Lainee made any strange noises, as long as Penelope walked out of this door, his reputation as a scumbag would immediately spread throughout Hogwarts, and his reputation would be discredited, and the "good reputation" he had worked hard for many years would be gone.

"It's just - we agreed, we can't do it before you graduate." Hera stammered and made an excuse, but in Penello's eyes, the explanation was really weak.

"I remember, but I want to give myself to you, Hera, I hope you can accept me, even if I still have half a school year to graduate." Penello said blushing, her head was so hot that she could fry eggs.

"No, Penello, all good things should be left at the last moment, right? Obtaining them too early will only make people not know how to cherish them." Hera spoke very fast, and he desperately hoped that Penello would leave now, immediately, immediately.

He couldn't guarantee that Leni would remain so quiet all the time. He heard her snoring before she knew it, and God knew if she would continue talking in her sleep.

"But I know you're not that kind of person, don't you?" Penello looked at Hera firmly, even though her face was still so red.

"Well—of course I'm not that kind of person." Hera said falteringly, his eyes dodging a little.

"Are you hiding something from me? Hera!" Penello's tone suddenly became serious, and his eyes were so tough that it seemed that Hera's hypocritical mask could be pierced.

"No, how is it possible?" Hera's body froze completely, "Penello, you have to believe that I love you, that's why I care about you so much."

Hera stared at Penello affectionately, as if his sincerity was in front of him, and Penello refused to believe him.

However, all witty and intelligent book friends know that this is obviously a lie.

Not even Hera held out hope that his words would cause Penello to let his guard down.

However, it was the reason for such nonsense, Penello actually believed it, and blushed again.

Hera didn't know a certain word in his words, or a certain word touched Penello, but it turned out to be good.

"Okay, let me find you a cloak first, and you can't go out wearing this." Hera poured out the contents of the small pocket, and picked out a cloak that wasn't the most expensive, but the price was definitely in the upper middle range.

"Come on, put this on before you go out." After Hera finished speaking, she couldn't help but put it on Penello, and took off all the decorations on her head. "Such a cute little elk, I can't let others see it."

After all, he stuffed the hairpin into his pocket.

"Hera, can you say it again?" Penello fell on the sofa, allowing Hera to do something to her, her voice as small as a whisper.

"Huh? What?" Hera's mind was on dealing with Penello as soon as possible, and she barely heard her words.

"Can you say it again?" Penello's voice was louder. Even so, Hera could barely hear it, but fortunately he heard it clearly.

"Huh? Say what?"

"I love you."

"Of course I love you, that's why I value everything about you so much." Hera said quite boldly, if two words of love could solve the trouble, he wished not to repeat the three words "I love you" all the time.

Fortunately, Penelope was really as obedient as he imagined, and obediently obeyed Hera's arrangement, obediently put on the cloak that Hera picked out for her.

It's just that the length was a little inappropriate, so Hera had no choice but to cut off a lot of cloak with a magic wand.

The cloak was just right to Penello's calf, and the exposed smooth ankle was enough to make one's heart fascinated.

"It's a pity," Hera complained in his heart, and then he sent Penello to the auditorium. Thinking that Leni would not wake up so early, the bumps along the way probably made her sleep quality low to the limit.

At least before lunch, she might not wake up, and even if she woke up, she might not dare to walk around Hogwarts at will. Besides, Hera still has the Marauder's Map, even though it's still in Remus' hands, it shouldn't be too much trouble to come and take it for a day.

It's just that how Leni will leave Hogwarts in the future may be a troublesome matter. After all, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like she can hide it from Dumbledore.

Hera and Penello went downstairs to have breakfast together. When they went down, they were stunned by the sight in front of them. There were so few students in the auditorium—it should be described as empty.Apart from Hermione and her two goofy minions, there were only two students, one of whom looked like a first-year student.

In the afternoon, when they came to the field outside, Hera completely forgot about Leni who was still in the office bedroom. He and Penello stepped on the snow, which was covered with snow and almost no one stepped on it. There was only a deep footprint made by the students when they went to Hogsmeade.

Looking at the white snow, Hera couldn't help but think of the ridiculous scene when Harry was in the first grade, when the Weasley twins cast magic on a snowball, causing Quirrell to be chased away. God knows whether Voldemort will hate them in his heart.

But as long as Dumbledore was around, Voldemort wouldn't have a chance, ever.

"What's so funny?" Penello leaned against Hera, and she clung tightly to Hera's arms. Because of the warming spell, she and Hera got very close, so close that they could feel Hera's breathing.

"I just remembered what happened the year before last. Do you still remember that year? Everyone was quite surprised by the twin brothers. They let a snowball fly after Quirrell's turban. I believe the guy on the back of his head must be very angry." Hera held back her smile and explained softly to Penello in her arms.

"Haha, I remembered it too. At that time, we all thought that Quirrell was just a joke, but it turns out that we who laughed at him at that time may be the big fools, only you are the smartest!" Penello poked Hera's chest lightly with his fingers.

(End of this chapter)