Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 288

The Secret Heartbreak of Harry Potter.

He may be a different boy - but he also suffers from the pain of youth.Rita Skeeter reports.After losing his parents, 14-year-old Harry Potter thought he had finally found emotional comfort in Hogwarts, in his girlfriend, Muggle-born Hermione Granger, who was always with him, but he didn't expect that in his life, which had already experienced many traumas, he would soon suffer another emotional trauma.

Miss Granger is an ordinary-looking but ambitious girl who seems to have a soft spot for famous wizards, and Harry alone can't satisfy her appetite.Miss Granger had been toying with the two boys ever since Viktor Krum, Seeker for the Bulgarian team and hero of the last World Cup, had arrived at Hogwarts.Klum has clearly been so smitten with the wily Miss Granger that he has invited her to Bulgaria for the summer and insists he has "never felt that way about any other girl".

In fact, the "Daily Prophet" not only published these things, Rita Skeeter even somehow found several Slytherin students, they kept questioning the aphrodisiac that Hermione might make, which made everyone who read the newspaper inevitably have a very bad impression of Hermione.

But, fortunately, Hermione's parents don't subscribe to the Daily Prophet at all, and they don't see the articles on it.

"However, things are really weird," Hermione frowned, she fingered the newspaper on the table, and said, "How could Rita Skeeter know?"

"Know what?" Ron asked quickly, "Could it be that you are really concocting potions?"

Now even Hera couldn't help but roll her eyes at Ron. Is this Weasley really brainless?Does Hermione need to concoct an aphrodisiac?

She just needs a little grooming and she'll be the prettiest girl at Hogwarts.

"Don't be silly." Hera knocked on Ron's head angrily. Only then did he realize that Ron was as high as his chest. He was no longer the little mushroom head of the previous two years, and he was even stronger than himself.

"I'm more puzzled—how did she know that Krum invited me to visit him during the summer vacation?" Hermione said this impatiently, and she pulled her hair back together. "At the end of the second project, he sent me an invitation, but I have already rejected him."

"Oh, who would refuse Krum?" Ron said eccentrically. Since he knew that Krum had invited Hermione, he had an inexplicable hostility towards Krum, which made Harry awkward in the middle.

"But that's not the point. The point is how did Rita Skeeter hear him? Wasn't she there? Maybe she had an invisibility cloak too? Maybe she sneaked up on the field to watch the second project?"

"Hermione, I don't think that's possible. You must know that Principal Dumbledore and Madam Maxime were there at the time. I don't think the crappy Disillusionment Charm or Invisibility Cloak can hide them. After all, not every invisibility cloak is a sacred artifact of the Potter family." Hera piled up the newspaper and threw it into the trash can. He could see that Hermione was very angry now. He just wanted to quickly change the topic and dismiss the three little wizards.

Hera's afternoon leisure time should not be disturbed.

"Hallows? What's that?"

Sure enough, Hera's words successfully aroused the interest of the three little wizards, especially Harry, because he used his invisibility cloak to travel around Hogwarts Castle at night more than once - Hera had seen it several times on the Marauder's Map.

Hera cleared her throat, and began to speak in a soft, story-telling voice, "The Three Hallows are also called the Deathly Hallows, because they were obtained by wizards from the hands of Death."

Hearing Hera's first words, the three little wizards gasped in unison. They didn't expect that there would be a wizard who could snatch the holy artifact from Death.

"In legend, the person who owns all the Deathly Hallows is the owner of Death. They are the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and Harry's Invisibility Cloak. They were originally owned by the Peverell brothers, and the Potter family is the descendant of Ignotus, the owner of the Invisibility Cloak. You can learn about all this in "The Tales of Beedle the Bard." Hera gave a brief introduction, and then led the topic to the book. I believe this matter will keep Harry and the others busy for a while.

"What is 'The Tales of Beedle the Bard'?" Hermione asked this question. Of course, Harry was equally confused, and he had never heard of this book.

"It's a collection of fairy tales, probably equivalent to Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales for Muggles. Every wizard fell asleep listening to this storybook in their childhood." Ron muttered.

Hermione nodded. It seemed that she had made up her mind to check it out in the library after leaving Hera's office. After all, it didn't seem like an insignificant matter. It was much more important than Rita Skeeter's eye-catching but unfounded articles.

After finally sending the three little wizards away, Hera let out a long sigh of relief. He finally got rid of the three little wizards.He didn't take Rita Skeeter's article seriously at all. In fact, apart from the little wizards at Hogwarts, no one really believed in the authenticity of the newspaper articles, right?

That's really stupid, but what can be written in a newspaper has not been polished?

They strayed from the truth of the matter early on.

Probably Hermione, the person concerned, will take it to heart, but as time goes by, she will eventually be lost in the corner of memory.

However, it seemed that Hera guessed wrong, and even when Hermione was in Potions class, Snape couldn't help mocking.

Snape actually read the article aloud, he was definitely here to humiliate Harry - at least Harry thought so.

Snape read the passage in a grotesque way, even pausing every sentence to make the Slytherins laugh.The article was ten times worse when Snape put it in his mouth, and even Hermione's face turned red.

Snape made Hermione sit separately from her two good-for-nothing men, much to Harry's rage.

"I'm going to give you a little friendly warning, Potter," he said in a very soft, menacing voice, deliberately moving closer to Harry's face. "Despite your reputation—if I find you breaking into my office—"

"I've never been near your office!" Harry said angrily, he couldn't suppress his emotions at all, he even threw the hammer aside.

"Don't lie to me," Snape said in a low voice, his unfathomable black eyes staring fiercely into Harry's eyes. "Bodhisattva skin and gill grass, both are my private hoard, and I know who stole them."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Harry said coldly, he really didn't know who stole the African tree snake skin, even though Hermione and the others had sneaked into Snape's office to get the African tree snake skin in the second year - they needed it to make Polyjuice Potion - Snape suspected Harry at that time, but there was no evidence.But this time he really didn't know.

As for gill grass?

Needless to say, Dobby stole it, otherwise it wouldn't have prepared the gill grass for him before the second event, and Harry couldn't imagine where else Dobby could get the gill grass.

"You weren't in your bed the night someone broke into my office!" hissed Snape. "That's no secret, Potter! Yes, Mad-Eye Moody was probably in your star club, too. But I won't tolerate your behavior any more! If you sneak into my office at midnight again, Potter, just wait and see!"

"Okay!" said Harry calmly, looking down at his ginger root again. "I'll keep that in mind in case I feel like going somewhere on a whim."

Snape's eyes flashed, and he reached into his black robe with a hand, and took out a small crystal bottle, which contained a clear and transparent potion.

"Do you know what this is, Potter?" said Snape, the malicious gleam in those eyes again.

"do not know."

"This is Veritaserum - a potion that teaches you to tell the truth. It is extremely effective. Just three drops can make you reveal the secrets deep in your heart and make the whole class listen to you." Snape said viciously.He'd made up his mind that Harry had sneaked into his office.

Knowing that it was useless to say anything, Harry simply ignored Snape, turned to his ginger roots again, picked up the knife, and began slicing them into pieces again.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the classroom.

"Come in," Snape said in his usual voice.

The door opened, and the whole class turned to look.Professor Karkaroff came in, and everyone watched him walking towards Snape's podium.He rolled his goatee with his fingers, looking restless.

"We need to talk." Karkaroff said abruptly as soon as he got to Snape's side, his voice was so small that he seemed determined not to be heard by anyone, only Harry who was nearby could barely hear him.Harry's eyes were on Jianggen, and he listened.

"I'll talk to you after class, Karkaroff," Snape whispered.

But Karkaroff cut him off, "I want to talk now, before you can slip away. Severus, you've been avoiding me."

"Let's talk about it after class."

For the remainder of the next two classes, Karkaroff hovered behind Snape's podium, seemingly determined not to let Snape slip away after class.

But obviously, Karkaroff couldn't appease Snape's anger, especially at this point in time - his office had been invaded twice in a row like a public toilet.

For the next few days, Harry had to put up with Snape going through his most difficult Potions class, far more than he had hated before.

And Snape was like an enraged poisonous snake, looking viciously at every suspicious student in the castle.

"I said Severus, you don't have to be like this at all. I think you also know that it is impossible for Harry to steal your potion ingredients." Hera tapped her fingers on the table lightly, and he felt a little headache facing Snape in front of him.

"You just need to promise me to help me keep an eye on Potter. I need to find out who is sneaking into my office over and over again." Snape said coldly, his black robe couldn't stop rolling, "Just last night, someone sneaked into my office and stole five ounces of sap weed picked during the full moon. You should know that it is the same material as African tree snake skin to make Polyjuice Potion."

"Did you tell Dumbledore?" Hera blinked, he felt that Snape was almost on the verge of capturing Barty Jr., and he had even begun to suspect that Harry and Barty Jr. were cooperating to steal his potion.

Snape snorted coldly and shook his head, "I will definitely catch this damned thief with my own hands."

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Hera's reply, he said again: "Similarly, I will keep a close eye on Moody. If he and Potter have any small actions, I will report them directly to Dumbledore."

"Okay, okay, I promise you, Severus." Hera waved her hand, still agreeing.It's just that he made up his mind that he must pay more attention to little Barty. Although he has modified his memory, if he is exposed, wouldn't it be up to him to arrange everything?

Hera still didn't want to do this kind of thing by herself - once she was caught, she might be directly kissed by a dementor.

For the next few days, Hera was almost always in the office observing his Marauder's Map, controlling every move of Barty Jr. At the same time, he carefully avoided bumping into Barty Jr. in case he had any unplanned actions—such as using the Imperius Curse to control himself.

It wasn't until the last week of May, when the Warriors learned about their last project, that Hera felt relieved. It was already this time, and Barty Jr.'s layout should have been prepared, and there should be no more surprises.

These days, although Snape's eyes were always fixed on Harry and Moody, he still found nothing. Since he told Hera that he lost the sapweed again, his office finally became quiet, and no one sneaked in to steal his potion ingredients anymore, which even made him doubt that the damn thief might be Hera.

But out of trust in Hera, Snape suppressed his doubts.

One day, after having dinner, Hera sat in the office and read his "Great Discovery of Modern Magic".The Marauder's Map was placed on the table beside him, and he no longer had to keep a close eye on the movements on it. Little Barty hadn't acted out of line or acting strangely for a long time.

Just after Hera finished reading an advanced application about fluorescent flashes, he rubbed his temples a little weakly. The use of magic in this book is indeed remarkable, but there are also some tasteless spells in it.He casually glanced at the Marauder's Map, and after confirming Little Barty's location, he searched for Harry's movements.

"Today, it should be the third project!"

(End of this chapter)