Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 280 Harry's second problem - the Yule Ball

The second project will start at 2:24 am on February 09 next year. Before that, the warriors can rest for a long time, but they still have some tasks to consider. The golden egg in their hands has a seam and can be opened. They must unlock the clues provided in the egg. That will tell them what the second project is.

After about a few hours, Hera suddenly heard an extremely terrifying, sharp and ear-piercing scream. The sound echoed in Hera's head, making him not only suspect that there was something wrong with his head, but soon he realized the problem - the sound he heard was heard from Fu Rong's mind through the mutated Legilimency.

"What the hell is she doing?" Hera muttered as she walked out of the castle and walked towards Beauxbaton's huge blue carriage.

After knocking a few times on the door marked with two crossed golden wands, a student opened the door, bowing his head respectfully to Hera.

"Good evening, Professor Hera." The student greeted Hera. He was the nephew of Mrs. Maxim's distant cousin. Hera remembered him because he had to pay more attention to students with backgrounds in the school.

"Good evening, are Furong and Madame Maxime inside?" Hera asked in a low voice.

The boy smiled wryly, "They are in the carriage, I think your arrival will make them very happy."

Hera didn't respond, and he walked quickly towards the carriage, which has now been divided into small rooms - giving each student enough privacy, after all, Mrs. Maxime has no bad habit of spying on students' lives.

"Hera, you're here." Madame Maxime sat on her huge chair, with a sad expression on her face, one hand resting on her face, the golden egg of the first project was placed on the table in front of her, and Fleur was sitting on her right.

"Is there any clue? I'm very curious about it, even though I know it's against the rules." Hera said and walked forward, her palm had already touched the golden egg.

Furong got up quickly, grabbed Hera's hand before he touched the golden egg, and shook her head in horror, "No, I don't think you would want to know."

"Oh? Maybe I should give it a try. You know, I'm quite experienced in deciphering." Hera smiled and pushed Fleur's hand away. Madam Maxim didn't intend to stop her. She just sighed and gently blocked her ears with her fingers—even though it seemed very unladylike.

Fleur handed the golden egg to Hera, and she also blocked her ears with her fingers like Madame Maxime.

"Hmm, is it that scary?" Hera raised her eyebrows. She couldn't believe that the two were so vigilant. Could it be that the extremely terrifying scream came from the golden egg?

Hopefully not.

Hera didn't use earplugs to listen or block her ears, obviously that would lose the meaning of opening the golden egg.

Hera dug her fingernails into a ring of grooves on the golden egg and pried it open.

It was empty, and there was nothing there—but the moment Hera opened it, a horrific, piercing scream filled the room.Hera had only heard a similar sound at the Nearly Headless Nick's Deathday party before, but he was called away by the bloody Baro not long after he entered.

Hera slammed the golden egg shut, and in just a few seconds, the screams already made him a little uneasy, almost unable to sustain Occlumency.

"What's that?" Hera stared at the golden egg and asked, "It's like the scream of a female ghost, and it's like a meaningless scream. Could it be that the next project is related to some horrible curse?"

"It seems that someone is being tortured." Fu Rong said with a pale face, as if the voice penetrated her palm and hit the deepest part of her brain, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

Mrs. Maxim shook her head, her brows still not stretched, "The Triwizard Tournament will not allow you to deal with impossible projects. We obviously haven't figured out its secrets yet. This is a puzzle. Fortunately, there is plenty of time, and we have plenty of time to prepare."

"Yes, there are still three months to go. We have enough time and energy. Besides, we still have all the professors from Beauxbatons. We will definitely be able to unlock the secret of the golden egg." Hera nodded and continued following Madam Maxim's words.

The conversation ended here, and the three of them obviously didn't understand the scream, and they seemed a little helpless.

When sending Hera out of the carriage, Fleur thought hard in her mind: "Will you take me to the Hogwarts kitchen?"

"Of course it's fine, but what are you going to do there?" Hera's expression changed without a trace.

Furong sighed, and said with some embarrassment: "I haven't eaten since morning."

"I see." Hera nodded, "Hogwarts kitchen will not disappoint you. As soon as you say you're a little hungry, the house elves will even roast a cow for you!"

"Let's go over quickly." Furong rubbed her stomach, the hunger that was ignored by the nervousness during the afternoon game made her stomach ache.

Hera walked in front, and Fleur followed him lightly. They reached the hall on the first floor and ran straight for the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs, he turned left and hurried towards a door.Fu Rong followed Hera down a stone step, and the bottom was not a dark and gloomy underground passage - Fu Rong thought it would be a dark and terrifying tunnel.On the contrary, she soon found that they were in a broad stone corridor, brightly lit by torches, and here and there decorated with cheerful pictures, chiefly of things to eat.

Hera stopped, pointing to a picture of a large fruit bowl and said: "Remember this position, you will see many portraits here, but there is a door hidden behind the picture with a bowl of fruit. You have to scratch that pear lightly, it just giggles, and then—"

Before he even finished speaking, Fu Rong stretched out her index finger and gently scratched the big emerald green pear.

"And then there's the kitchen, right?" Fleur winked at Hera.

Hera shrugged helplessly, "That's right, the Hogwarts kitchen is ahead."

While Hera was speaking, Pear was wriggling, giggling, and suddenly turned into a big green doorknob, and Fleur grabbed it and pulled the door open.

"I can't wait to eat something." Furong walked quickly towards the inside, probably because of Hera's presence, she was completely without vigilance.

Inside was a large room with a high ceiling, which was as big as the auditorium above. Before Fleur could see it clearly, before Hera introduced it to her, a small thing ran towards them from the center of the room, screaming, "Professor Lestrange, Professor Lestrange! And Miss Delacour, is there anything I can do for you?"

It was Cowper, who jumped at the first moment he saw Hera, and finally stopped in front of Hera, giving himself time to calm down.

"Prepare some food for us, just French food?" Hera asked Cowper, and then turned her head to ask Furong's thoughts with her eyes.

Fu Rong shook her head lightly, "I'd rather try authentic British food at Hogwarts."

But she still couldn't say the last part of the sentence in her heart, "Hogwarts house elves are really not good at French cuisine, at least they are not at all comparable to Beauxbaton's elves who are colleagues."

But she knew that the consequences of saying this were definitely not what they wanted to see-the house-elves would feel insulted, and they would punish themselves by banging their heads on the floor.This is obviously extremely troublesome.However, Hera smiled knowingly after sensing it, and didn't say anything.

Hera led Fleur forward, past the wooden table of four long tables, and into the inner kitchen.

"I think here, I will definitely enjoy an exceptionally sumptuous dinner. I don't doubt this at all." Furong sniffed the sweet smell in the air, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Of course, what made her even more emotional was the number of elves in Hogwarts, "My God! Are there so many house-elves in Hogwarts?"

There were at least a hundred elves standing in the kitchen, smiling and bowing and curtseying as Cowper led Hera past them.They all wore the same uniform: a tea towel bearing the Hogwarts crest, which they wrapped around themselves as a robe.

"Okay, now that you're in the kitchen, you can make your own choice. I'll go back first." Hera has no intention of wasting time in the kitchen—the house elves will definitely pester you and waste a lot of your time. The elves will keep preparing a lot of snacks for you and so on.

Hera also didn't expect that since Fleur knew the location of the Hogwarts kitchen, the voice she could perceive the most would be: This one is really delicious, and that one is also good, and the miscellaneous fish soup is worse than Beauxbaton's.
She seems to have completely forgotten about the second project. Furong has been working hard to find more delicious food in the kitchen. Hera often heard Furong's voice at night: "I seem to have gained a little weight again."

As for the second project, there are still more than two months to go. In comparison, what makes everyone more excited is the arrival of Christmas.

The Christmas ball is coming soon—this is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament, and it is also the most exciting part for the students. The ball is open to all students above the fourth grade. This is an excellent opportunity to interact with the opposite sex. Many students are excitedly looking at the candidates they want.

But this gave Hera a headache, because there was an unexpected person standing in front of him.

(End of this chapter)