Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 326 Gaunt's Old House
There is no doubt that this is definitely Umbridge's handwriting. The "Daily Prophet" has always been the main battlefield of public opinion for the Ministry of Magic. They have almost completely monopolized the "Daily Prophet"'s right to speak, and they can only publish the information they want to see.

This is by no means good news.

"Calm down, Hera, you can't go to Umbridge for this matter, you have no evidence." Flitwick patted Hera's back lightly with trembling hands, as if it could calm him down.

Hera was so angry that she closed her eyes and took several deep breaths in a row. When he opened them, the pupils were full of anger.He stood up directly, took the newspaper and hurriedly left the faculty seat.

Flitwick yelled under his breath, he didn't want Hera to get carried away with rage. "where are you going?"

Hera didn't respond to him, only leaving him a back in a hurry.

Professor Flitwick sighed at the bench, eating from his plate with no interest.At the same time, intense discussions broke out on the four college tables.

Gryffindor was the loudest, Ravenclaw was slightly less loud, and Slytherin was the most silent. They ate very quietly, even if they could avoid the sound of the knife and fork colliding with the plate.

"Are you saying that everything written in the newspaper is true?"

"Which part do you mean?"

"Of course it's his parents' business, they're both Death Eaters."

"Of course they are Death Eaters, but Hera doesn't know."

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Draco sat at the head, and he ate in silence, did not participate in the discussion, and did not even express any opinions. He obviously got a lot of inside information from his parents during the two months of summer vacation.

If Hera went to look for Umbridge, it was obvious that he had fallen into Umbridge's trap-Hera was just like what was written in the report, otherwise how could he be so excited?The clearer clears himself, and Hera is angry because the reports are all true.

This is Chi Guoguo's overt conspiracy. Hera did not expect that yesterday he was still persuading Harry to learn to swallow his anger and accept grievances. Today, things happened to him.But it doesn't mean that he will be as stupid as Harry to find Umbridge's theory, which can't solve the problem at all, what good is it to win Umbridge?

So, Hera ran directly to the principal's office on the eighth floor, and he decided to find Dumbledore to solve the matter.

"Dumbledore, I think this matter must be resolved." Hera walked across to Dumbledore angrily. He seemed to have just gotten up from the bed, and he was still wearing a purple nightgown. "I don't want everyone to know about my family."

"Hera, what happened?" Dumbledore raised his half-moon eyes on the bridge of his nose, looking a little confused.

Hera slapped the newspaper on the table and handed it to Dumbledore vigorously.Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and scanned the newspaper carefully, although Hera suspected he had only glanced up and down because he was reading so fast.

"Hera, I assure you that I have absolutely no intention of seeking your identity," Dumbledore slowly put down the newspaper, and said softly, "But obviously, this report is indeed reasonable."

"But whether this matter is true or not, it shouldn't be known, shouldn't it?" Hera asked loudly, "This is my privacy, why should it be made public? It will be used as a breakthrough to attack the Order of the Phoenix?"

Dumbledore aged a lot at this moment, he sighed heavily, and said after a few seconds: "I will negotiate with them."

"Dumbledore, what I need is not a negotiation, but a solution, a solution to this problem." Hera said, "I can't let them arrange my identity indiscriminately."

"There are a lot of things that I can't control." Dumbledore paused, and seeing Hera's face turned ugly, he immediately added, "But I think about this matter, and I will help you."

"When I chose to stand on your side, I didn't care so much, Dumbledore, I wasn't targeting you." Hera took a deep breath, and said word by word, "But I can't bear them using this matter to attack me. I still don't know who my parents are, but they—how could they?"

"I know, child, of course I know." Dumbledore said lovingly. He stood up and gently stroked the top of Hera's head with his palm. "I know your confusion and confusion. Believe me, I have felt this way."

"But what you need to know more is how to stand firm. I know this is a difficult thing. They will slander you, attack you, and even send black wizards to attack you. But in this time of suffering, each of us must stand firm, right?"

"I understand, Dumbledore." Hera seemed to be discouraged all of a sudden, and he sat on the chair decadently. "But I'm just angry. Why can they do this? I think you must know why I have always hoped to get a job at Hogwarts. The wizarding world can't tolerate me at all. As long as they hear Lestrange's surname, they will leave me far away. Parents will not allow their children to play with me, and the shops in Diagon Alley will not provide jobs."

"I know, I know everything." Dumbledore's voice became more kind, and he patted Hera's shoulder slowly, "I'm not blind, Hera, I know all of this. I hope you don't blame me for not being able to help you at that time."

"It's okay, Dumbledore. I've been used to it for so many years. I've really been working hard to change all this and change the perception of me in the wizarding world. But it seems that I have failed." Hera said, covering her face, "I can see the way the students look at me. They look more like a terrible Death Eater, which makes me very frustrated."

"But you are always their Professor Hera Lestrange, I think it's just for a while." Dumbledore chuckled, "Do you remember Hagrid? His parents were also exposed by the "Daily Prophet", but he is also fine, and the students still love him."

"But this is different, Dumbledore, the situation is different." Hera said softly, "The Dark Lord has returned, and I think a large number of wizards have already noticed it, but they refuse to accept it."

"Then I think this is a good opportunity." Dumbledore's dark blue pupils flashed a light, "A good opportunity to prove yourself, a chance for the world to know you again, and they will see clearly who is the hero."

"You are right." Hera said in a low voice after being silent for a while.

"Very well, I know you are a strong person." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows.

Hera raised her head and stared into Dumbledore's eyes, "Dumbledore, you said earlier that Mundungus made a new discovery in Gaunt's old house, why don't you let me check it out."

Dumbledore was a little surprised, and said slowly: "Do you think you can't face the students for a short time? I think you are overthinking. According to my observation, they know what kind of person you are—"

"No, I just want to do something." Hera paused, "Maybe you are right, I just want to escape, at least I don't think I know how to face the students now."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then nodded gravely, "If this makes you feel better, go for it."

"Ah."

"Remember to protect yourself. If you need any protective props, remember to tell Nick, he has hidden a lot of protective props." Dumbledore said.

Hera shook her head lightly, "I don't want to trouble the teacher, his time is running out, let him spend the rest of his time in the manor quietly."

"Alright." Dumbledore nodded, picked up a piece of parchment from the table, wrote a few words on it and handed it to Hera, "This is the address of Gaunt's old house, and you can easily find it when you arrive there."

Hera left the headmaster's office. He didn't even go back to the office on the fourth floor to pack his things. His treasures were always carried in small pockets. He left Hogwarts Castle very lightly.Along the way, the students cast surprised glances at him one after another, as if they couldn't believe that he was the person described in the report.

"Hera!" Hermione and her two useless men stopped him when he reached the hall.

"What's the matter, children?" Hera forced a smile.

Hermione seemed very embarrassed, she hesitated, but Harry took a big step forward, "We saw what was written in the newspaper."

"Oh, what a coincidence, I saw it too."

"We don't believe you are that kind of person, we all know the newspaper is a piece of shit." Ron shouted loudly, which made the little wizards passing by look sideways, but after seeing Harry and Hera, they turned their heads and left.

"I'm very glad that you still believe in me at this time, but" Hera said halfway, unable to continue, he lowered his head and said in a low voice: "I'm going to leave Hogwarts for a while recently—"

"Is it because of that report?" Hermione asked, agitated. "We all know you're innocent, and whoever your parents are, what they did has nothing to do with you."

"Hehe, yes." Hera smiled bitterly, "But do you think they don't care?" Hera pointed to the group of young wizards passing by, "Don't be naive anymore, they don't care what kind of person I am, they only care about what they see."

"Then you can't escape, isn't Hagrid all right? He has also experienced such a thing." Hermione said, tugging on Hera's arm.

Hera gently pulled Hermione's arm away, "Actually, it's not an escape, it just so happens that they made some new discoveries, and I have nothing to do, so I went to help."

"Will that be dangerous?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"That must be dangerous. Anyone who has anything to do with Voldy—I mean You-Know-Who is dangerous. He's back." Harry said, his eyebrows also full of worry.

"I think so, but I will come back safely." Hera patted Hermione's hand gently, and comforted, "If I encounter danger, I will protect myself, but the things in the castle depend on you."

Harry lowered his head, as if he had made up his mind, his voice was very low, "I will do what you say."

Harry seemed to have grown a lot at this moment, even seeing Cedric die before his eyes didn't seem to bring him such a big change, but when he saw Hera, whom he had known since entering the wizarding world, being maliciously slandered and had to leave Hogwarts in order to protect him, this made him extremely depressed.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't opposed Umbridge in class, things wouldn't be like this." Hermione blamed herself, and she attributed all these problems to herself.

Hera gently rubbed her messy brown hair, "It's not your fault, it's our problem, we can't do everything well. You have done enough."

"Hera, when will you come back?" Hermione asked softly, Hagrid hadn't come back yet, and now they were going to lose Hera, which was a huge blow to them.

"I'll probably be back in a few days, if everything goes well." Hera smiled reluctantly, "Of course, I will wait for the limelight to pass."

"You've got to take care of yourself," Harry said aloud, his green eyes a little rosy.

"Okay, Harry, it's not that I'm not coming back, don't be so shameful." Hera held her forehead with a headache, and Harry wiped her eyes quickly.

"That's it. I remember that you still have Charms in the first period. Don't keep Professor Flitwick waiting." Hera heard the bell ringing in the castle, and pushed Hermione's back. "If he asks why you are late, tell him when the class is over."

Several young wizards nodded, watching Hera leave
Hera sighed, turned and walked towards Hogsmeade, he needed to use the Floo network to reach Great Hangleton.He hadn't been to Gaunt's House, and he couldn't Apparate there directly.

When passing by the field, the door of Hagrid's cabin was closed tightly, the vegetable garden was completely deserted, and Hagrid didn't know when he would be able to come back.

Hera saw the address that Dumbledore had given him, and with a wave of her hand, the parchment burned and soon turned into a cloud of ashes and floated into the Black Lake.

"A valley between five miles from Greater Hangleton and one mile from Little Hangleton."

The above description is very uncertain, but it is understandable. After all, wizards' residences will not have Muggle house numbers. They always have to live in a place far away from Muggles, so as not to be sent to the stake by them.

Soon, Hera was standing on a country road, surrounded by tall hedges with tangled branches and leaves on both sides. Above her head was the summer sky, which was as clear and blue as forget-me-not flowers. The air was filled with the scent of green grass, which made Hera feel a little relaxed.

A wooden signpost protruding from the thorn bushes on the left side of the trail, with two pointing arrows on it, the one pointing to the one he came from reads: Great Hangleton, 5 miles.Pointing in the direction ahead reads: Little Hangleton, 1 mile.

Hera knew that he was almost at his destination.

For a long while he walked on, seeing nothing but tall hedgerows on either side, the great blue summer sky overhead, and the rustling of the leaves in the wind.

Then, the path turned left and went downhill steeply
(End of this chapter)