Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 328 Weird Black Gem Ring, Maybe Dumbledore Knows
Tom babbled and complained, which made Hera a little unbearable. He didn't expect a poisonous snake to be so long-winded.And Tom also sensed Hera's impatience, so it quickly said: "I need to think about it, people who came here a while ago, there was a weird guy who came here."

"Who is it?" Hera asked hastily.

"I don't know him, but I remember his smell—oh, just the memory makes me sick." Tom retched. "He had a strong stench and smoke coming out of him. He didn't look like a nice guy," Tom hissed. As a snake, its sense of smell was naturally very keen.

Hera pondered for a while, Tom should be referring to Mundungus, who made his body always filled with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, after all, there are too few wizards like him.

"I think I know the guy you're talking about. Does he still have a bunch of rags on him?"

"What?" Tom's eyes widened. Although they were still small, his surprise could be felt in his tone.

Only then did Hera realize how stupid she was. She was actually discussing the appearance of a wizard with a snake. It had been in Gaunt's old house all along. How could it be possible to tell the difference?

"Forget it, it's nothing." Hera straightened her expression, "Is there anything unusual about him? Or did he find anything?"

Black Snake looked at Hera suspiciously, as if he couldn't understand what he meant.

Hera had to repeat it again, "What did he do after he came?"

Tom understood this time, and it wriggled from the floor of the room out of the house and out, Hera following behind it.

"When he came here, I was going to sleep, but he made too much noise, I had to poke my head out to observe him, but fortunately, he stayed here for a long time and then circled around several times, just like you."

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Hera didn't expect that one day he would be complained about by a snake, but he couldn't help being thankful that he could speak snake language, otherwise he would never have gotten so much news so easily.

Tom talked for almost half an hour, and he even imitated Mundungus from time to time, which, of course, was very clumsy, and he learned it very stupidly, which made Hera laugh out loud.

"So, he stopped here in the end?" Hera pointed to a corner of the room, and Tom nodded.

After this period of communication, Hera almost confirmed that Tom was a complete joker, and he even deliberately exposed several flaws to it, and it didn't have any desire to attack.

Therefore, Hera carefully activated a protective device on her body, leaned down cautiously, and carefully looked at the corner.

Hera checked the corner up and down, even the surrounding floors, and then Hera saw—under the thick mud, there was an unreal snake shadow.

"Clean up."

The snake shadow was completely revealed, it was a distorted snake shadow drawn by thin golden lines.

"I think it's here," Hera said softly, aiming her wand at it. "Alahoo hole is open."

There was no response. Obviously, the Gaunt family would not keep their secrets so easily, at least an ordinary lock-unlocking spell would be completely useless.

Hera shook her head, the sunlight through the window made the snake look like it was moving.

"Open it," he said, and what came out of his mouth was a strange hiss.Well, this is not too strange, Hera and Tom have always used Parseltongue to communicate.

The snake shadow on the floor emitted a dazzling white light and swam as if alive.Then the floor moved too, and Hera and Tom watched as the floor began to fold and disappear, revealing a stone step that could accommodate a person, not knowing where it led.

The gloomy, humid air blows in.

"You're not going in there are you?" Tom climbed onto Hera's shoulder and hissed in his ear. "The last guy only found out here, and he left in a hurry."

Hera gritted her teeth, clenched her wand and prepared to enter.He didn't believe that the Gaunt family would harm the same kind who could speak Parseltongue—the Gaunt family had maintained inbreeding for centuries, which greatly restricted their precious blood from flowing to the wizarding world.And this is undoubtedly the most important place of the Gunter family, how could they set up a mechanism here to kill their own blood.

Regardless of Hera not rushing in foolishly, he carefully turned a pile of unrecognizable garbage in the room into a hunting dog, letting it explore the way.

The deformed hunting dog rushed into the ground, and soon there was no sound, but Hera knew that this was good news. There was no mechanism below, and he moved his steps gently. It was very dark below, without the slightest light, and the sunlight in the room seemed to be unable to reach the dark room. The stairs were so steep that Hera almost fell down several times.

Fortunately, the stairs are not too long. After walking for tens of seconds, Hera stepped on solid ground. In fact, if Hera's pace was faster, only a few breaths would be enough.He was a little too cautious.

"Lumos." The tip of the wand glowed.

Hera held up her wand and let it illuminate the surroundings brighter, which allowed him to see the dark room clearly.

But when Hera saw the surrounding situation clearly, his pupils narrowed suddenly. This is not a dark room or a treasure room. This is clearly a dungeon with torches hanging on the walls. Hera waved his wand lightly, and the torches suddenly lit up.

The gloomy, cold, bowl-thick iron fence, God knows who was once imprisoned inside, has turned into a pile of bones anyway, and it looks like it has been dead for many years.

Hera moved her steps cautiously. Not far from him, there was a pile of garbage, which had just been transformed by him.

"It's so cool in here." Hera could feel Tom shivering on his shoulder, and it made a snake feel uneasy here.

In fact, Tom was right to be uneasy, for in one corner of the room there was a small pile of bones, which, as soon as one looked at them carefully, could be judged to be the bones of snakes.

"It's really weird." Hera murmured. He was inexplicably familiar with the environment here, or it gave him a feeling of physical and mental comfort. This was a very strange feeling. Hera had never experienced this kind of feeling before, as if—as if he had returned home.

"Huh?" Hera raised his eyebrows. He saw something flickering in the pile of broken bones. He walked forward slowly, lowered his body and looked carefully.

It was a ring, a ring inlaid with black gemstones, and there seemed to be some patterns engraved on it. The body of the ring made of gold was a bit dull, but this did not prevent it from being so dazzling in the dungeon.

Of course Hera would not have reached out to pick it up, which would be the most stupid thing to do, and no one knew whether something inconspicuous was a portkey or carried a strong curse.So, he poked the ring with his wand.

Nothing unusual happened.

Hera breathed a sigh of relief. He noted down the shape of the ring and the pattern on it, and got up to leave.

"Wizard, are you leaving now?" Tom hissed on Adam's shoulder, and the cold touch made Hera a little dazed - he almost forgot that there was a poisonous snake wrapped around him.

"Otherwise? I already know what I want to know." Hera spread his hands, and he was going to go back and write a letter to Dumbledore, telling him everything he found here.

Tom hesitated for a long time, and said in a hesitant tone: "Can you take me?"

"Give me a reason." Hera squinted his eyes slightly. He had already had this idea, otherwise he wouldn't have to waste his time with Tom. A poisonous snake that has survived for more than 50 years obviously has its own advantages. Although it is not clear now, it obviously has its own value.

Tom was stunned, and his small head also reacted. It seemed that Hera had no reason to take it away from here.

"I can catch mice for you."

"But it will scare others." Hera pretended to be troublesome, and directly grabbed Tom off his body.

Tom twisted and struggled to wrap around Hera's body, "Don't be so rude, I know a lot of things about this house, you will definitely get me sometime."

"Really?" Hera caught Tom in front of her eyes, and the two were only twenty or thirty centimeters apart, face to face. "Then do you remember what happened here in 1971?"

"1971? What time is that?" Tom is a snake, how can he use the human memory law.

"I can remind you a little bit, maybe there was a crazy black-haired woman at that time." Hera said in a low voice, while secretly urging Legilimency.

The brain capacity of snakes is still too small, so small that Hera didn't even dare to flip its memory easily. As long as he used too much force, Tom would turn into a complete idiot snake. This was not the result Hera wanted to see.

"Are you talking about a black-haired woman?" Tom tried hard to recall, it knew that this was one of its few opportunities, so it almost used all its strength to recall, and Hera could also see a little through its memories.

Smooth black hair, divine eyes, and a twisted wand
It's Bellatrix Lestrange!

Hera nearly screamed, but he held back, fearing to startle Tom and make the picture disappear.She stood at the door and said something, she seemed to be holding something in her arms, Hera couldn't see clearly, but she just vaguely looked like a package
The picture stopped abruptly, and Tom said bitterly: "Sorry, I can't think of anything."

Hera glanced up and down at Tom several times, and the sharp eyes made Tom take a step back subconsciously, but it quickly raised its head bravely again, it was a handsome black mamba.

"You can follow me." Hera said slowly, and Tom entangled his body without dignity in ecstasy, "but I have a few conditions."

"It's fine, as long as I'm not forced to mate, I'm fine with any conditions." Tom rubbed against Hera's body, hanging on Hera's neck with its hard scales.

"I care what you do with mating?" Hera knocked Tom's head angrily, "Also, don't get your saliva on me, you are a poisonous snake, poisonous."

"Okay, okay." Tom stopped sticking out his tongue, and closed his mouth firmly, but soon began to swallow again. After all, this is the nature of snakes, and it can't control it.

"Your body shape is not suitable for appearing in human society, so I will use the shrinking spell to make you smaller. Usually, you can put it in my neck pocket or wrap it around my wrist. You are not allowed to scare people casually." Hera said lightly, while gently stroking Tom's cold body with her hands.

Hera was not afraid of its body, which was a very strange thing. It stands to reason that human beings should have a natural fear of cold-blooded animals, but he didn't.But thinking of her ability to speak snake language, Hera attributed it to her blood.

Slytherin blood, born to be a snake whisperer, there is nothing wrong with getting close to snakes, but being afraid of snakes is a joke.

Tom agreed to all of Hera's demands, and Hera stopped being vague, waved her wand to shrink it, and put it in her collar pocket.

Hera's figure shook for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he had already returned to Black's old house at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

No sooner had he appeared than old Mrs. Black behind the curtain gave a low shriek.

"My lord, you are back." She lowered her head and said very humbly, "I don't know if what we did a few days ago can be called excellent."

"Yeah." Hera nodded perfunctorily, took Tom out of her pocket and changed it back to its original size, "Play by yourself, don't mess up the room."

Tom nodded, crawled on the carpet, and quickly disappeared.

Seeing this scene, the old lady Black became more humble. She knew what this meant. Hera could speak snake language, and he was a noble Slytherin.

"I'm going to stay here for a while. Someone from the Order of the Phoenix may come over at any time. You'd better not show your feet." Hera said coldly.In fact, even if he didn't say it, the portrait in Blake's mansion would.

Hera rested on the sofa in the living room for a while, and after instructing Cowper to prepare dinner, he went upstairs soon, and he was in the room preparing to start writing a letter to Dumbledore.

"Dear Professor Dumbledore
I went to Gaunt's old house earlier today. I found some unusual things. I found a dungeon in the corner of the room. I'm not sure if this is a new discovery from Mundungus's mouth. It needs Parseltongue to open it. I think this is why Mundungus can't do anything with it.

In the dungeon, there was nothing strange, only a pile of dead bones, and the only surprising discovery was a ring with a pattern on it that I couldn't understand.

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Your faithful Hera. "

Hera carefully depicted the pattern in memory, which was a pattern composed of triangles, circles and vertical lines. He had never heard of any family or organization using this decoration before, but perhaps the knowledgeable Dumbledore would recognize it.

Tie it to the owl's leg and watch it flutter away.

"It looks like I'm going to avoid the limelight here, and I don't know what the little wizards at Hogwarts think of me."

(End of this chapter)