Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 278 When the first project is in progress
"Okay." Hera shrugged helplessly. Regarding Mrs. Maxim's recent situation, he could only express his distress.

Apart from Madam Maxim, Fleur seemed to be unable to find any other professors who could help her, and it was reasonable to be able to find herself.

And he could also feel the thoughts of Furong's alarm clock, and he was sure that what Furong said was not a lie.

"So, what charm do you want to practice?"

"The Eye Sickness Curse, I think it's the best spell to deal with fire dragons, isn't it?" Fleur smiled slyly, so beautiful that Hera was a little dazed.

Hera shook her head to clear her mind and throw all the messy thoughts out of her head. "Then you want to practice with me? Are you casting spells on me?"

"No, no, no," Fu Rong shook her head quickly, "I just want a place that is free enough, preferably with some dummy for practice, and you can guide me by the side, that's enough."

Hera raised her head slightly, and the sunlight from the window shone on his face, forming an excellent light-to-shadow ratio, which made Fu Rong feel a little bewildered. "It just so happens that I know there is a place that can meet your needs."

They came to the eighth floor and walked quickly down the corridor to the place Lupine had described—this was the place Lupine had told Hera after the previous school year was over.

Lupine is such a nice guy, isn't he?
Hera sometimes even wondered if he had the talent for prophecy, otherwise how would he know that he needed a quiet classroom to practice spells today?
They came to a huge tapestry with the silly Barnabas trying to teach the troll to dance the ballet, facing a white wall.

"Here we are," Hera whispered, and a moth-eaten troll stopped beating the ballet classroom and turned to watch them. "Go through this wall three times and concentrate on what we need."

Hera's tone was not very sure, after all, he had only heard from Lupine in the letter, and had never been there in person.

They did so, going to the window at one end of the white wall, turning back, and turning back at the person-high vase at the other end.Hera narrowed her eyes to concentrate her thoughts, and Fu Rong murmured in a low voice.

We need a place to practice our spells, they thought, give us a place to practice give us a place to practice
"Hera!" Fleur said suddenly as they turned for the third time.

A very smooth door appeared on the wall. Hera held the brass handle, opened the door, and walked in first. It was a spacious room with torches inside, like Snape's underground classroom.

There was a row of wooden shelves against the wall, and there were no chairs on the floor, but large satin cushions.On the shelves at the other end of the room were all kinds of instruments, such as looking glasses and mysteries.

"Will these practice spells be useful?" Furong asked hesitantly, lifting the big cushion on the ground with her feet.

Hera looked around the room, and said in an uncertain tone, "I think it's useful. Look, isn't there a dummy model at the end of the room?"

"Well." Furong looked down at the books on the bookshelf, she seemed a little excited, "Read these books, "Common Spells and Their Solutions", "Outwit Black Magic", "Self-Defense Spells".

"I think the space here should be enough for you to practice the spell without being discovered." Hera said confidently.

Fu Rong casually picked up a copy of "Fighting Poison with Poison" and nodded, "I think so, I didn't expect Hogwarts to have so many books, at least there is no such book in Beauxbatons."

As she spoke, she raised the "Collection of Fighting Drugs with Poison" in her hand and shook it.

"Well, I think this place should be enough for you to practice." Hera raised her eyebrows. He walked to the door, turned the locked key, and made a satisfying click. Fleur quietly looked at the book in her hand, carefully marked the pages of "Fighting Drugs with Poison", and put the book aside.

"Well," Hera found a big cushion to sit down relaxedly, "then please start your performance."

"This feels so strange." Fleur said, she felt a little strange, "Why did you lock the door?"

"Aren't you worried that someone will break in and interfere with your practice?" Hera scratched her chin and said indifferently.

Fu Rong frowned, "I don't think anyone would break into such a hidden room."

"Okay, okay, if you strongly request, I'll just open the door again." Hera said so, but her body didn't seem to get up at all.

Fu Rong looked around the room, but did not open the door in the end, probably thinking that Hera would not do anything to her.

Not long after, the sound of "eye disease curse" sounded in the room, and the spells flew around, and the missed spells hit the books on the shelf, and the books flew into the air one by one.Hera yawned and observed Fleur's movements.

"Yes, that's right, the arm is about one-third of an inch higher, and the shaking must be strong!"

"Very well, you have successfully knocked out that candle, and the accuracy is very good."

"But I'm obviously aiming at that puppet."

"Well, none of that matters, obviously hitting the candle-top is a harder thing to do."

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The bad news is that they practiced for a whole day, and Hera almost fell asleep on the ground several times, but was pulled up by Furong's ears. This made Hera very upset, but considering that the time for the first event was running out, he didn't bother with Furong any more.

The good news is that Fleur's spell is probably able to hit the target she wants to hit. At least this is good news for the books on the bookshelf. They don't have to worry about being suddenly cursed, and then flying to pieces in the air.

"Very good," Hera said, "but we've already missed lunch time, and I don't want to miss dinner anymore, so let's go here, your spell is already very good, after all, the fire dragon is a pretty big target."

Fu Rong nodded, with a hesitant expression on her face, "But I don't know if it will work on fire dragons. After all, they have extremely high magic resistance and can be immune to most spells, just an eye disease spell."

"Don't worry, this curse was born to deal with these rough-skinned and thick-skinned guys—who made them only slightly weaker in the protection of the eyes, you have done a good job." Hera yawned and got up from the ground, his stomach growling with hunger.

In order for Furong to end the practice early, he purposely did not ask Cowper to bring him lunch, in order to make Furong feel hungry and end the practice early. After all, as a professor of Beauxbatons, it is always difficult to refuse a student's request, but he did not expect her to be so hungry!

So they procrastinated until the evening before concluding practice.

Back in the auditorium, Hera saw Harry following Hermione again. He looked very tired, as if he had just finished a marathon. They just ate a few bites and left in a hurry. Harry has an invisibility cloak, so he can at least practice till midnight, right?

Not sure if one day was enough time for Harry to learn the Coming Charm, as long as he could summon his Firebolt from the field it was enough.

The next morning, the atmosphere in the school was very tense and exciting, and classes were suspended at noon. Of course, this had nothing to do with Hera. He didn't have to go to class.

When Harry walked to the field and passed by other students, the people next to him wished him luck, or gritted their teeth and said, "We prepared a lot of tissues to cry for you, Potter", Harry felt that it had nothing to do with him at all, he just felt that all of this had nothing to do with him.

Besides Harry, Hera was probably the more relaxed one. He took Penelope and Gabriel to the field to wait after he had lunch early. They sat in the auditorium-this was the field for the Quidditch match before, and now there are four huge cages in the center of the field, covered with cloth, and it is impossible to see what is inside.

On a cold November afternoon, Harry was forced to meet his first project. Even Professor McGonagall was reassuring him, as if he was not optimistic about his performance in the competition.

"Okay, don't be nervous," said Professor McGonagall, but she seemed far more nervous than Harry. "Keep your head calm. We have arranged some wizards by the side. If the situation is not good, they will step forward to control the situation. The most important thing is to give full play to your own abilities. No one will think that you are inferior to others. Are you okay?"

"It's okay," said Harry numbly, feeling like he couldn't get any worse, "it's okay, I'm fine."

At the same time, Hera and Gabriel ate the snacks prepared by Penello.

"Gabri, do you think your sister will succeed?" Hera leaned on Penello and looked at Gabriel resentfully. She occupied the position in Penello's arms, so that she had no place to lie down.

"Sister will definitely succeed." Gabriel clenched her little fist tightly, as if as long as Hera said something that was not good for her sister, her little fist would hit him.

Hera raised her eyebrows, "I didn't say she was bad, but you also saw those big cages, guess what's inside?"

Gabriel's face turned pale, and she was slightly discouraged, "It doesn't matter, anyway, my sister is the best, and she will definitely beat that Krum and Digory to the ground!"

"Okay, okay, but they don't need to attack each other." Hera teased Gabriel, he found that it was fun for children to bully.

Gabriel's fist landed on Hera's shoulder, and she said childishly, "I don't care, big bad guy!"

"Okay, stop teasing her, the game is about to start." Penello saw four figures have entered the tent at the tent below, knowing that the game was about to start.

"No, at least they have to decide to face the fire dragon. It's impossible to divide them according to age?" Hera moved aside, he didn't want to be fisted by Gabriel anymore. "You don't think they're going to face the same dragon, do you?"

(End of this chapter)