Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 380 Always

Chapter 380 Always
On the opposite side of the auditorium, there is a corridor leading from the foyer to NO.11 teacher on the first floor.Everyone knew that it was one of those classrooms that was never used and felt a bit like an unattended cupboard or storage room.

The students walked in bewilderedly, it was something that had been ruled on the notice board the day before: Divination classes were held in classroom No. 11—for the convenience of their new teacher Firenze, after all, his hooves could not climb the stepladder.

When the students walked into the classroom, they were stunned by the scene inside, and they came to a forest glade.

"How—?"

The teacher's floor had become a soft moss, and from beneath the trees had grown, their branches laden with foliage, fanning across the ceiling and windows, so that soft, dappled green beams of light slanted across the room.

The students who arrived first sat on the muddy ground with their backs against tree trunks or boulders, some with their arms around their knees, some with their arms tightly crossed in front of their chests, and they all seemed quite nervous.Firenze stood in the middle of the treeless clearing.

This is their new divination professor. Most of them are looking at Firenze curiously. Many of them are seeing centaurs for the first time—in fact, Hogwarts probably has centaurs tribe on the island of England. This may be the only place where students can see centaurs.

However, Hera was not in the mood to visit Firenze's class anymore. He was now suffocating himself in the office all day long. His desk was full of ancient magic books. He was completely confused by Ms. Gray and Dumbledore's words, especially Ms. Gray's words.

choose?

What choice does he have to make, and what does it have to do with Penello?
What does all of this mean?
Hera knew that he must have been drawn into a very large vortex, but he didn't even have the power to choose, he could only be forced into it, like a boat lost in the sea, he would never know what kind of storm lay beneath the calm sea.

On this day, he suddenly received a message from Voldemort, which was delivered by a house-elf.

To be honest, when it suddenly appeared in Hera's office, Hera was taken aback. He almost recited the killing curse with a shaking of his hand.

If it wasn't for the little elf lying on the floor tremblingly begging for mercy, and shouting in its mouth: "That adult asked me to deliver the news!" Hera might have already 'rectified' it on the spot.

Hera put the magic book in her hand on the table beside her without any trace, and asked softly, "What did the lord tell you?"

"Your Excellency said that Hogwarts is going to undergo... great changes, and he wants Mr. Hera Lestrange to be the headmaster." The elf screamed, trembling, and stammered the words.

Hera rubbed her palms on her knees, she was silent for a while, then nodded and said, "I see."

The elf, too frightened to look up, disappeared with a thud, just as it had come out.

"I really can't see through it." Hera put her hand on the table, tapped her fingertips on the surface, and made a rattling sound, "What will happen to Hogwarts? The principal, the Dark Lord, is going to attack Dumbledore?"

The sun outside the window was slowly passing across the sky. Hera thought for half an afternoon. He could only think that Voldemort would attack Dumbledore, but how he did it, Hera really couldn't figure it out.

Is he going to possess Harry Potter and control him to kill Dumbledore?
This is too ridiculous, even if Dumbledore stood in front of Harry and asked him to recite the Killing Curse, it is estimated that Dumbledore would only have a nosebleed at most.

Casting the Killing Curse requires a lot of magical power, students should not have this possibility
That is, followers of Voldemort hide among the teachers.The most suspicious person was undoubtedly Snape, but according to Hera's understanding of him, Snape should not be that kind of person, and Dumbledore also trusted Snape very much.If Snape wanted to, he could have done it when Dumbledore was cursed and weakest, instead of brewing a potion for Dumbledore, or even helping him to delay the curse.

It's impossible for the other three deans.

There is probably only one person left.

Hera's gaze became firm, and he had locked onto the guy—Dolores Umbridge.

In this way, there seems to be a reasonable explanation for Umbridge's series of confusing behaviors in Hogwarts. She is trying to destroy the students' ideas step by step, so as to achieve Voldemort's goal of completely controlling Hogwarts.

"Dumbledore, I see!" With a confident smile on her face, Hera went to the principal's office on the eighth floor.

The monster leaped aside, out of the way, through the gap in the wall, and up the spiral stone staircase as the gate closed behind Hera.The stairs ascended slowly by themselves, and brought him to a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker.

Hera had been here many times, and he knew that he could enter the principal's room by pulling the knocker, but he didn't do it.He heard someone talking inside.He walked down the escalator, stopped hesitantly, and listened.

"What do you mean?" It was Dumbledore's voice, still sounding so wise.

"I spied for you, told lies for you, risked death for you. All this supposedly to keep Lily Potter's son safe. And now you tell me you keep him like a pig A pig waiting to be slaughtered—”

Hera's body froze, he could not have heard it wrong, it was Snape's voice, and the Lily Potter he mentioned was undoubtedly Harry's mother.

He seemed to have heard something terrible.

So, Hera decided to eavesdrop for a while longer.

"How touching, Severus," said Dumbledore gravely, "are you really beginning to like that boy?"

"Like him?" Snape exclaimed, "Call God to protect you!"

Suddenly there was no sound inside, and Hera put her ears on the door in doubt, holding her breath and listening carefully.

After a long time, there was finally a sound inside again, but Hera didn't hear it very clearly.

"Is it still like this for so long?"

"Always."

Hera knew that the conversation was coming to an end, so he quickly cast a disillusionment spell on himself, and carefully stuck to the wall.

Almost at the moment that Hera had just hid, the oak door suddenly opened, and Snape rushed out in a hurry. He didn't even look in Hera's direction, and directly passed Hera.

Hera didn't dare to make a sound, he waited quietly until Snape was far away, intending to wait a while longer to make sure that Dumbledore would not suspect that he overheard the conversation with Snape.

"Okay, Hera, come in." Dumbledore's voice came from inside the door. Hera didn't know how he knew, but there was no doubt that he did not hide this from this powerful old guy.

"Dumbledore. That was just now" Hera walked into the principal's office, and turned his head to look in the direction of the door with some hesitation. Dumbledore sat on his throne-like armchair, with his back to Hera, and he looked at the portrait on the wall.

"You said," Dumbledore ignored Hera's question, as if he had discovered a more interesting thing, "Where is my portrait more appropriate?"

"You already know?" Hera asked with some surprise. Not long after he received Voldemort's message, did Dumbledore already know his plan?
"Know what?" Dumbledore turned around and looked at Hera with a smile. "Are you referring to the fact that Umbridge captured Marietta?"

"what?"

"It looks like you haven't heard the news yet," Dumbledore smiled even more happily. "You will know what's going on. I wanted the house elf to call you over, but I didn't expect you to come earlier. It seems that we really have a good understanding."

"Wait, what happened?" Hera interrupted Dumbledore, "I'm a little confused, Dumbledore."

"Fudge and his Aurors are probably on their way, there's no time to explain that much, Hera," Dumbledore scowled, and he stood up from his chair. He walked up to Hera, took out his wand and put it on Hera's shoulder.

"Do you promise that you will protect Hogwarts to the death and protect every student in Hogwarts for the rest of your life?" Dumbledore said seriously. He was half a head taller than Hera, and his blue eyes were shining with light.

"Dumbley—"

"answer me!"

"I promise."

"Very well, then you are now the headmaster of Hogwarts." Dumbledore seemed to have weakened a lot at once, and he sighed while leaning on the table.Hera quickly supported him, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"What's going on here?" Hera asked suspiciously. He hasn't figured out the situation until now, and even in a daze, it seemed that he had completed Voldemort's mission and became the headmaster of Hogwarts?
This is so magical, isn't it?

"Umbridge caught a student. She revealed the meeting time and location of the Defense Society. They must have arrived in the Room of Requirement." Dumbledore sat back on the chair, his brows were tightly locked together.

Hera exclaimed in a low voice, "Then Harry and the others--"

"Yes, but Harry cannot be taken away by them." Dumbledore said firmly, "Don't forget our plan, which was planned early in the morning."

"so--"

"So I decided to take on all of this. This is what Connery wants to see." Dumbledore seemed to be a lot older at this moment. He didn't want to leave the world in such a disgraceful way, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.He doesn't expect everyone to understand what he has done, he only cares about the final victory.

Apart from that victory, nothing mattered, not even himself.

"By the way, the Dark Lord is going to attack you, and he wants me to be the headmaster." Hera suddenly said her purpose of coming here, and said it out quickly.

"Oops." Dumbledore slammed the table hard, which startled Hera, "This will make Voldemort suspect you, you can't become the headmaster of Hogwarts so easily—"

bang-

The door was violently thrown open and Connery Fudge rushed in with several Aurors.

"What's the matter? Because we found out about your plan?" asked Connery Fudge with a false smile.

Hera took a small step back in Dumbledore's direction calmly. He recognized the two guys next to Fudge, Kingsley Shacklebolt, the bald man, and Richfar Heilig, who was promoted to Assistant Minister.

None of the portraits of old headmasters and headmasters pretended to sleep anymore.They were all alert and serious, watching what was going on below.

"I don't know what my plan is, Connery." Dumbledore said flatly, he seemed to have completely ignored the guards beside Fudge.In fact, the current situation in the room is indeed dominated by Dumbledore.

After all, Kingsley was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and it was three-on-two here, and Fudge only had his Rich Law.

Maybe Richfar was also Dumbledore's man, so Fudge was left alone.

"My man, Dolores, has captured an accomplice, and she's already told everything." Fudge laughed exaggeratedly.

The fingertips of Dumbledore's slender fingers were brought together, and he quietly tested Hera's color, signaling him not to act rashly. "Let's wait until the witnesses get here, shall we?"

"You're really stubborn," Fudge said sternly.

Almost only ten seconds later, Professor McGonagall also rushed in.

"Sorry, Professor Dumbledore, I didn't—" she gasped out of breath.

Dumbledore shook his head lightly, "You've done a good job, Minerva, it's not your fault."

Professor McGonagall walked up to Dumbledore and stood erect on his other side.

The room fell silent, and Hera could only hear Professor McGonagall's breathing—she was so pissed off, when will the Ministry of Magic forcefully break into Hogwarts?

Ten minutes later, Umbridge grabbed Harry tightly and strode straight into the principal's office.Harry looked very nervous, and as the door closed behind them, Harry shook off Umbridge, who was clutching him.

Connery Fudge waited for him in a rage, a gleeful grin on his face, and when Harry entered, his attention was immediately taken away from Dumbledore.

"All right," he said, "all right, all right, all right."

It could be seen that Harry must have spent a lot of courage, and he gave Fudge a hard look.

This satisfied Hera and Professor McGonagall.That's right, how can you succumb to the despotic power of the Ministry of Magic?

"He's on his way back to Gryffindor Tower," said Umbridge.There was an unseemly excitement in her tone, the same grimly happy tone Hera had heard when she had seen Trelawney break down with grief in the hall, as if it had just happened yesterday. "That kid Malfoy blocked him."

"Is it is it?"

(End of this chapter)

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