Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 392 The Storm Is Rising—An Incident at Hogwarts Again

"How can you do this?" Hera roared, waving his wand and rushing towards the Aurors.

Hagrid was no exception, he yelled: "Coward!" His voice was clearly heard on the roof, and the lights in the castle were relit in some basic places, "Despicable coward! Use this-this-"

"You have completely angered Hogwarts!" The tip of Hera's wand continued to emit dazzling red light, trying to knock down the Aurors who attacked Professor McGonagall, but they also had quite a lot of combat experience. They either dodged or rolled, avoiding Hera's several spells.

There are so many of them!

Hagrid swung his arms, and at this moment, his random wave of his hand was much more effective than Hera's spell.He struck hard at his nearest attackers; they fell instantly, apparently knocked unconscious.Hagrid bent over, and Hera thought he was finally overpowered by the spell.But, on the contrary, Hagrid immediately straightened up again as if carrying a sack on his back - Fang's limp body was draped over his shoulders.

That was a loyal hound indeed, and he had stopped a Stunning Charm for Hagrid - it had done all.

"Grab him!" Dawlish yelled, but his remaining helpers seemed very reluctant to come within range of Hagrid's fists.Really, he backed off so fast that he stumbled over an unconscious companion.Hera's spell also hit Dawlish while he was distracted.

"Hagrid, even though I still don't know what happened, you'd better get out of here and find Dumbledore, find Dumbledore, he will solve it." Panting heavily, Hera ran to Hagrid's side and shouted, "I still need to send Minerva to the hospital. She is under a spell. Madam Pomfrey will take care of her."

"Say sorry to her for me," said Hagrid in a deep voice.

Hera shook her head lightly, and said in a low voice, "No one will blame you, it's not your fault."

Hagrid didn't speak, he ran towards the distant gate at full speed, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Hera walked to Professor McGonagall with a sullen face, carefully helped her up, walked across the field, and walked towards the castle.

"The Ministry of Magic must give an explanation on this matter."

Of course, Hera didn't forget the few intruders who had no good intentions at all. He added a stun spell to them to ensure that they would not wake up for a short time, and then helped Professor McGonagall to walk back.

Someone will take care of all this. When Hera helped Professor McGonagall to the grass, she saw Professor Flitwick running over with great effort, and beside him were Professor Sprout and Professor Snape.

"What's going on?" Professor Flitwick asked anxiously.

"Aurors," Hera said sullenly, "it's the Aurors. They attacked Minerva. She didn't expect them to do that."

Professor Sprout let out a wail, "How could they do this?"

"I don't know, but that's what they did." Hera shook her head, beckoning Professor Sprout to come over and help Professor McGonagall.

"Where are they?" This was Snape's voice. It was dark, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but his voice was so cold, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, which made people's bones ache.

"In front of Hagrid's hut, in the vegetable garden." Hera glanced back, "I think you'll take care of it."

Snape nodded, and strode towards Hagrid's cabin.

"Poor Minerva, why did she have to suffer this?" Flitwick covered his face in great pain. They had worked together for more than ten years, and they were as close as family members.

"Don't worry, Felius, the Ministry of Magic will pay for their stupidity." Hera's voice was cold, and her pale yellow vertical pupils flashed, "I will make them pay for it."

"Count me in," said Professor Sprout sternly, "Umbridge did this?"

"Who else?" cried Flitwick, "but her? That vicious woman!"

"Let's send Minerva back to the castle quickly, she needs to rest for a while." Hera gently comforted her. He did not forget his identity - the headmaster of Hogwarts. He needed to calm down the emotions of the professors, but his mood was obviously terrible.

It was more like he was speaking to himself.

Hera took a deep breath, and steadily supported Professor McGonagall towards the castle.

And everything that happened on the field was clearly seen by the fifth grade students and the examiners who were taking the practical test of astronomy class.

They gasped, unable to believe what they saw.

"My God!" shouted the chief examiner in charge of the astronomy practical class, and in fact his shouting almost never stopped, "This is illegal, this is absolutely illegal, this is too cruel!"

The students stared at the field with their mouths open, trembling and silent for a few minutes, until the small figures of Hera and the others gradually grew larger, and they came back to their senses.

The chief examiner finally stopped shouting. He looked at the clock and said, "Well, everyone, pay attention, there are still 5 minutes." Although most of the students only filled in part of their horoscope charts, they still looked forward to the end of the exam soon.They couldn't wait to find out what was going on and why the Ministry of Magic Aurors were attacking Professor McGonagall.

They carelessly put the telescope back in its case and sprinted down the spiral staircase.None of the students wanted to go to sleep, and they all stood at the foot of the stairs, discussing aloud and excitedly what they had witnessed.

"It's definitely that vicious woman!" Hermione gasped, as if she was so angry that she had trouble speaking, "I want to secretly deal with Hagrid in the dead of night!"

"Obviously, she doesn't want another scene like Trelawney's." Ernie MacMillan said solemnly, squeezing into Harry's side and reuniting with them.

"Hagrid did a great job, didn't he?" said Ron, though looking more horrified than admiring, trying to divert everyone's attention from, at least not dying to worry about Professor McGonagall. "The spells bounced off him."

"Because of his giant blood." Hermione said tremblingly, "a giant is very difficult to stun, they are like trolls, very strong, but poor Professor McGonagall" Hermione still can't forget what she just witnessed, "four stun spells hit her directly on the chest, she is really not young anymore, is she?"

"It's terrible, it's terrible," Ernie said, shaking his head exaggeratedly. "Okay, I'm going to sleep, good night, everyone." The people around them gradually dispersed, and left talking excitedly about what they had just seen.

This night, many people are destined to have trouble sleeping.Hera and several professors simply lived in the school hospital, and they guarded Professor McGonagall, the brave witch.Hera didn't know what other people were thinking while lying on the hospital bed, but he hated himself deeply - he didn't have enough strength to protect everything, even the weak and weak Ministry of Magic could still ignore him as the headmaster of Hogwarts.

Yes, Hera is already the headmaster of Hogwarts. It can be said that he is already one of the top people in the European magic circle, but the Ministry of Magic still doesn't take him seriously and breaks into the venue wantonly.

"Power!" Hera murmured, and at some point in time, her palm had already tightly grasped the elder wand.

If he had Dumbledore's powers, how dare the Ministry - how dare they -

"Damn Power"

Professor McGonagall woke up early the next day, but she was still in a daze. In Ms. Pomfrey's words: "Minerva is already old, it's too much for her body, how can she withstand four stun spells directly on her chest at this age? It's a miracle that she wasn't killed by them."

After Hera comforted Ms. Pomfrey, she quietly exited the school hospital. He knew that what Minerva needed most now was rest and recuperation. He had no news from Hagrid or Dumbledore. Even Minerva was lying on a hospital bed in the school hospital. She would be transferred to St. Mungo's Hospital after a while.Hera hadn't felt so helpless in a long time.

But his anger at the Ministry was so strong that he felt that nothing would be enough to punish them severely.Hera pondered this terrible method of vengeance.

Today is the last exam for the students, it's History of Magic, and it won't be until the afternoon.Hera hastily ate breakfast and didn't answer the students' questions. After returning to the office, he went straight to the fireplace.

"Minister, I need an explanation about what your men did at Hogwarts." Hera suppressed her anger and said calmly. In front of him was Connery Fudge dressed like a clown.

"My dear Hera," Fudge roared, he also looked angry, it looked more like Hera's men attacked his men. "I, as Minister for Magic, have the power to decide whether Hogwarts should employ half-bloods to teach at the school. That's very dangerous—"

But Hera's words overshadowed Fudge's.

"Those guys—those guys attacked Professor McGonagall," he pointed at Fudge, his fingertips trembling slightly, "they didn't give her any time to talk, they just took out their wands—"

"According to my understanding, she stepped forward to stop the Aurors' actions." Fudge said aggressively.

"Whose statement is this?" Hera asked rhetorically. Under his control, Umbridge never sent even a single message to Fudge. Where did Fudge's information come from?Examiners in charge of OWLs exams?
They would never say that!
They trust Hogwarts more clearly than the Ministry of Magic.

"I have my own information channel." Fudge's voice was slightly softer, but still so angry. "You must release the Aurors, they are Ministry of Magic officials."

"But they attacked a teacher, innocent and poor Minerva, she is already so old." Hera was a little sad, recalling the appearance of Professor McGonagall, especially when she was awake and still muttering: "You can't do this." This made Hera extremely sad.

"It was just an accident, and if she hadn't been there, it wouldn't have happened. Hey, isn't that obvious?" said Fudge, irritatedly. "If she hadn't been there, nothing would have happened."

"You mean that the teachers at Hogwarts should ignore inappropriate behavior being committed?"

"They apparently had the permission of the Ministry of Magic," said Fudge without confidence.

Hera looked up, he knew that Fudge would not give in today, "I am very happy to see the decline of the Ministry of Magic, Mr. Minister."

"You'd better know what you're talking about." Fudge was startled, as if someone had slapped him in the face. "You're threatening the Minister of Magic, and I could even sue about it!"

"I know very well what I'm talking about, but I'm afraid you still don't understand the situation." Hera said coldly, he almost couldn't wait to see the scene of Fudge stepping down. Once Dumbledore's plan is successful, how long can Fudge remain in this position?
As long as he's not the Minister for Magic, he's nothing.

"He has returned, you are destined to lose everything." Hera stood up, and he was about to leave.

Fudge had that weird smile on his face, "Who? Dumbledore? He's back? He's still on the Ministry of Magic's arrest warrant. You'd better be responsible for what you said, otherwise you might not be able to leave here." He also stood up and blocked the direction of the door with big strides.

"Oh, how stupid! Now there are still people who believe that Dumbledore is his enemy." Hera sneered, pushed Fudge away forcefully, and grabbed the handle, "You will see, even though you don't want to believe it, but you know in your heart who I'm talking about."

Fudge's face turned pale, and he stammered, staring at Hera, "Nonsense, Lestrange. You are as crazy as Dumbledore, you are all crazy."

"Let's wait and see." Hera grabbed the doorknob and strode out of the office, leaving Fudge alone with his complexion constantly changing.He looked absolutely ridiculous.

When Hera returned to Hogwarts, it was almost noon, and he had no intention of eating at all. He was sitting in the office, and the portraits of the previous headmasters on the wall comforted him softly, or it was more like they were losing their temper. No one had ever seen them so angry.

But soon, Umbridge brought him another bad news: Potter passed out in the auditorium.

Hera left for the school hospital almost as soon as he got the news, but when he arrived at the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey said that Harry had already left the school hospital, and he seemed anxious, but it was not clear where he went.

"Minerva has been sent to St. Mungo's, poor Minerva, why did she suffer all this?" Madam Pomfrey was still lamenting what happened to Professor McGonagall.

"Damn it, damn it!" Hera cursed in a low voice, what was Harry going to do at this hour?
The barriers of Hogwarts were broken through, and someone left the Hogwarts grounds.

(End of this chapter)