Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 241 Bounty delivered to your door
"Isn't it?" Hera couldn't think of any other accidents in Hogwarts. Could it be Voldemort's resurrection code?
What new troubles can be made?

Harry Potter is definitely troublesome, but he seems to have no room to refuse Madam Maxim's request.

In this regard, he could only write a letter to Penelope first, telling her that the next school year would be spent in Hogwarts, so as to prevent Penelope from coming to work in France, but he returned to England, and such an oolong incident occurred.

Penello, who heard the news, was very flat, without the excitement or frustration Hera imagined.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, wherever you go, I'll just follow you. The only regrettable thing is probably why the Triwizard Tournament wasn't held this year. I'm quite interested." Penello's tone was very calm, and there was no regret at all.

"Actually, I'm quite happy. If you are selected as a Hogwarts warrior, I will be very worried-of course I believe in your strength, but the casualty rate in the game is too high." Hera said seriously.

"Oh, maybe." Penello nodded.

After hastily ending the communication with Penello, Hera pulled her head out of the flames. This experience is definitely not uncomfortable, but it is definitely not uncomfortable to keep her buttocks in the flames. At least Hera's legs are numb.

Hera always thought that his teaching life would end like this, until the night of April [-]th, when he was "patrolling" in the forest—well, he had just finished guarding for Professor Luke, but he still maintained his sanity after taking the wolf's poison potion and turning into a werewolf.

Then a loud shout was heard in the distance.

"Buckbeak, damn it! Are you bringing me here? What do you think? Huh?"

Hera put a disillusionment spell on herself, and walked carefully through the dense jungle without even using fluorescent flashes, just leaned over and moved carefully towards the direction of the sound.

No matter what you say, no one can discover the "secret" that Professor Luke is a werewolf, otherwise Hera will lose a considerable amount of extra money in a month.

Following the shadow of the tree, Hera listened carefully to the sound. Apart from the sound of branches snapping and leaves rustling, there was also a man's voice.

"What did you bring me here for? A castle? Damn, where are we flying to?"

Hera also finally saw the figure clearly - Sirius Black!

"Why did he come back here, and Buckbeak, shouldn't he be sentenced? Could it be that they escaped together?" Hera thought in her mind, and at the same time slowly took out her wand from her pocket, and aimed at Black who was yelling in the weedy bushes.

"Passed out!"

Hera whispered the spell, directly knocking out Blake who was still screaming.

"Be obedient and become my bounty, Black." Hera came out from the shadows, put down the hood on her head, and patted Buckbeak on the head lightly, "Good Buckbeak, well done."

If Hera remembered correctly, Black's bounty was at least one thousand Galleons!

"Play by yourself, Buckbeak, the British Aurors can't control your French Hippogriff." Hera patted Buckbeak a little harder.

Fortunately, Buckbeak just rubbed Hera's neck with its head, then raised its wings, flew into the sky, hovered in the low sky, and finally disappeared into the forest.

"Then, the next step is to deal with your problem." Hera rubbed her temples, took out the rope from her pocket, and tied Black tightly—he didn't want to use magic, and if he forgot the magic power of the magic rope, Black would break free.

After ensuring that Sirius would not break free, Hera stuffed him into a large wooden box in his pocket, and finally put the whole wooden box into his small pocket with a levitation spell.

Black never thought that he finally met his godson, gained the trust of his old friend, and stepped on that slug's face, he thought he could ride Buckbeak far away and live a free life.

but.
The ideal is always full, but the reality is still the backbone.

After Buckbeak rushed into the sky, as if he had some purpose, he completely ignored his voice, even if he kicked his ass with his boots hard - even then, it was of no avail.

After flying for a whole day, they finally landed in a forest next to a castle. Black angrily kicked Buckbeak, who was eating leaves with his head down. He was really hungry.

"Damn Buckbeak, what did you bring me here for? Where are we? This is full of wizards, definitely another school of magic, isn't it?" Black cursed, the anger had gone to his head, and he forgot to hide his voice.

Before "you" Black finished speaking, a red light hit him, and he lost consciousness immediately after.

When he woke up again, he found that he was in a small airtight space. Through the gap, he could see the bright lights outside. He tried to move his body, but there was no room for movement at all.

He could hear some voices, but not very clearly. He squinted his eyes, pricked up his ears, and listened hard.

"Mr. Minister, I hope you will deal with him well. You know, he is a dangerous person. In fact, I suggest giving him a dementor's kiss." It was the voice of a young man, and Black could guarantee that he would never forget this voice in his life, even surpassing Wormtail.

Even in Azkaban, he had never experienced such a severe punishment. After all, being imprisoned in Azkaban was already a terrible punishment for wizards.

But Hera is far more terrifying than Azkaban.

A middle-aged man's voice sounded, just listening to his voice, Blake could imagine the smile on his face, "Haha, yes, yes, but do you really need to hold a press conference for you? I think your achievements are definitely worth a Merlin III. No, the second class medal!"

"I think it's better to forget it. I don't want to be the target of the mysterious man's followers. You know, they are always crazy and lose their minds." Hera said in a low voice with a slight side face.

The smile on Fudge's face was wider, "I understand, I understand, but don't worry, the Ministry of Magic will definitely reward you. It is definitely a great credit to catch Black."

Hera showed a false smile, and laughed out loud with Fudge, and both of them achieved their goals.

Fudge got the credit, the strength of the Ministry of Magic was once again proved, and Hera got the Galleon, the real Galleon.

It seems that in order to win over Hera, Fudge also deliberately added an additional one hundred gold Galleons on top of the bounty...

(End of this chapter)