Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 39 Returning Quirrell

He still decided to leave Hogwarts. Although he was busy teaching classes here all day, this kind of life was still very leisurely for Hera.

At least you don't have to worry about where your next meal will be.

But after seeing the picture in the Mirror of Erised, Hera realized that she should not waste time in school, she should go out to find like-minded friends, and work together to create a harmonious, kind-hearted magical world where no one is oppressed.

Not like this, just struggling at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was a little taken aback, and rubbed his ears in disbelief, "Hera, aren't you really joking?"

"Yes, professor, I think my abilities are still a little insufficient." Hera nodded and said quite casually. "I can't even keep my cool with a boggart, let alone the Dark Lord."

"I've always thought that we should call him by his first name—Voldemort. There is nothing we can't face, and sometimes we need more courage." Dumbledore crossed his hands in front of his face, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

When Hera heard his words, she just smiled wryly, "Professor Dumbledore, if I thought he was dead before - I would have dared to call him by his name, but now he may return to Hogwarts at any time."

"Believe me, Hera, Voldemort won't be back for a while, I believe you will have plenty of time to learn Occlumency." Dumbledore put his fingers together and nodded gently on the back of his hand.

"But Professor, I." Hera wanted to say something more, but Dumbledore interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"Hera, if Voldemort gets the Sorcerer's Stone and reshapes his body, there will be no peace in the wizarding world. Even I can't protect everyone. Where can you hide?"

"I can still go to America" ​​Hera muttered softly.

"Voldemort's ambitions are not limited to the European wizarding world, Hera, I hope you can understand this." Dumbledore said seriously, directly breaking Hera's last illusion.

"Okay, Professor, I see."

Facing such a determined Dumbledore, Hera had no choice but to agree. Anyway, there is a taller person to stand up to if the sky falls!
Even if Voldemort really found himself falling for Dumbledore, in Hogwarts, Dumbledore should still be able to protect himself.

"Hera, remember to come here sometime." Dumbledore pointed to Hera with his eyes to indicate the direction of the lower cabinet, and Hera knew that it was the location of the Pensieve.

Cough cough, I was too busy before, completely forgot about this matter.

"Then I won't bother you, professor." Hera got up and left without the slightest hesitation.

Anyway, I can't walk away, so I just mess around like this.

"He probably doesn't know yet" Dumbledore thought silently looking at Hera's back.

The time of leaving passed day by day, and Hera had just gotten used to this kind of teaching life, and was able to go back and forth between classes, Occlumency, and the principal's office with ease.

Quirrell is back, and Voldemort is back with him.

But fortunately, he didn't give any orders, and countless people knelt and shouted "Welcome to the Dragon King" behind him.

It's just that he brought back something a little strange - a troll.

He was placed in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and was temporarily taken care of by Hagrid.

"Hera, Master has something to tell you." Quirrell blocked Hera in the office as soon as he returned to Hogwarts.

"Ah, let's talk about it," Hera replied hesitantly, and he didn't know whether Voldemort had seen through what he had done during this period of time, and now he wanted to settle accounts with himself.

"Hera Quirrell needs your help. The Sorcerer's Stone is in Hogwarts. It was transferred to Hogwarts by Dumbledore." Voldemort's voice was sharp and harsh, but he was much more energetic than before.

It's probably because Quirrell found some great supplements during the time he was out, right?
"Follow your will, Your Highness the Dark Lord." Hera bowed slightly with her right hand touching her chest.

If it was the era when Voldemort was powerful, the Death Eaters would probably kneel down and kiss his cloak.

Fortunately, all he had left was shadow and steam, and Hera didn't have to force herself to do those things.

"Quirrell. The rest. Tell Hera." Voldemort closed his scarlet eyes after finishing speaking, but he was more like a poisonous snake in that way.

Quirrell wrapped the turban carefully, and sprayed some potion into it, which made Hera retreat a little further.

"Hera, the master's physical strength has not fully recovered. We need to hunt unicorns. The blood of unicorns has magical powers and can restore the master's physical strength." Quirrell showed a bit of bitterness on his face.

The blood of unicorns can continue human life, even if it is dying.But he had to pay the price for it. To save his own life, he slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so that the moment its blood touched his lips, what he had would be a half-dead life, a cursed life.

Thinking of this, looking at Quirrell's face, Hera suddenly realized how Voldemort recovered his strength.

With Voldemort's current appearance, he naturally couldn't drink the blood of the unicorn himself. As a generation of Dark Lord, he would not allow himself to lean on the body of the unicorn to draw blood.

That is not noble!
Obviously, Quirrell drank the blood of the unicorn to replenish his vitality, and then Voldemort absorbed Quirrell's vitality.

It is clearly something that Voldemort can handle by himself, and he has to go through Quirrell, just for the damn 'dignity of the Dark Lord'?
Quirrell caught a glimpse of Hera's sympathetic eyes, and he knew it in his heart - Hera obviously had already figured it out.

"Master hopes that you can gain Dumbledore's trust." Quirrell tightened his hood tightly to cover the lower half of his face, preventing Hera from seeing his expression clearly.

"Dumbledore's trust?" Hera's face was a little strange, this
It seems that Dumbledore trusts himself quite a bit now.
But Hera doesn't intend to tell Quirrell and Voldemort the truth, if this task is completed, maybe she will do something out of the ordinary again!
It's just that these things need to be explained to Dumbledore. Anyway, they have decided to have both sides, so try not to offend both sides.

"Yes, the master originally wanted me to win Dumbledore's trust, but the current situation looks like you have a better relationship with Dumbledore." Quirrell twitched his mouth.

"That's okay." Hera nodded, and she had a reasonable reason to go to Dumbledore.

If Dumbledore can't defeat Voldemort in the future, and he is also an undercover agent that Dumbledore has arranged for him, he should be able to get a small boss in front of Voldemort, and even if he is not good, he can make a living.

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(End of this chapter)