Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 419 Lady Lestrange!
Penelope did not intend to allow the students to go to Hogsmeade, but considering that the students had been in the castle all the time and wanted to go to Hogsmeade, and many professors ensured that they were safe, and the Ministry of Magic also promised that they would take safety measures, Penelope agreed.

In fact, the students were so happy that for the past month they had thought they were going to lose their chance to go to Hogsmeade.Now that they know they still have to go, they are very happy.It's nice to get out of the castle, even if it's just for a few hours.

On the morning of going to Hogsmeade, there was a strong wind outside, and Penelope woke up early. She got up from the bed as quietly as possible, but it still woke Hera up.

"Still worried?" Hera dragged Penello back into the bed.

Penello rubbed her hair and returned to Hera's embrace, "No way, I'm still a little worried."

"I don't think there's anything unusual about Hogsmeade. There's at least one Auror team stationed there." Hera said vaguely without opening her eyes.

"That's what it says—"

"Don't worry, it's okay." Hera rubbed Penello's head and said comfortingly.

"Well, I hope my worries are unnecessary."

The wind, wrapped in sleet, beat relentlessly on the windows, and at seven o'clock Hera had to get out of bed too, because the noise was so loud.

"I think we'd better go to the village, no one knows what will happen there." Penello said very seriously.She looks a bit like Professor McGonagall now, very serious, and she has fully done what a headmaster should do.

Hera looked into Penelope's eyes, "I really believe in the protective magic of the professors and the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic-well, I have to admit that they are not that reliable. But Hogsmeade is not dangerous."

"I'm always a little worried," Penello repeated.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to Hogsmeade." Hera was quickly defeated, "Do you want to go with me?"

"Why not? I don't think the castle will worry me too much. Professor McGonagall told me yesterday that she would stay in the castle with Professor Snape." Penelope raised her head.

"Yeah, our Principal Clivet is really amazing!" Hera smiled and pinched Penello's nose, "Then we should leave quickly, maybe we can still catch up with the students' departure team."

"Of course." Penello jumped up from the bed and picked out the right clothes in the closet.

Hera and the others quickly came to the oak gate, where Filch was checking the names of the students who were allowed to go to Hogsmeade one by one.This time was longer than usual, because Filch had to use the secret detector to test each person repeatedly.

Fortunately, Hera and Penello don't need to go through such a cumbersome review.

"Good morning, Argus." Hera waved to Filch.

Filch nodded with a smile, greeted Hera and Penello, and at the same time poked the student in front of him several times with his secret detector.

"Kids, enjoy your vacation!" Hera yelled at the students, which made them laugh out loud. "I'll just go ahead."

Afterwards, Hera took Penello and left under the envious eyes of all the students.

The walk to Hogsmeade was very uncomfortable. Hera and Penello tried to wrap the scarf around the lower part of their faces as much as possible. The exposed part soon became painful and even numb.The robes with the Warming Charm can only protect their bodies, as for the exposed heads, they have no effect at all.

Still, Penello seemed excited, and Hera couldn't figure out why she was excited.

When they arrived at Hogsmeade, Zonko's Joke Shop was boarded up, which meant that much of the fun of their trip was gone.Luckily, the Honeydukes Candy Store was still open, so they headed for the little shop right away.

"The students' footsteps are really fast!" Hera held Penello tightly in the crowded crowd to prevent them from being scattered by the students.

Penelope covered her mouth and snickered, "After all, they've been holding back for a whole month! They've been in class and doing homework all day, so they probably wanted to come to Hogsmeade a long time ago."

"But you almost deprived them of their happiness." Hera said frankly, which made Penello pinch the soft flesh around his waist angrily.

"Oh!" Hera screamed strangely, "I didn't do this."

Penelope snorted, "They can still come to Hogsmeade in the end, can't they? That's what matters."

"Yes, yes, our principal Clearwater is the best!" Hera pushed Penello into the Honeydukes candy store.

As soon as you enter the candy store, you will be greeted by a warm atmosphere filled with the aroma of toffee.But before they had time to look at the new candies, a loud bell-like voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hera, Penello, good morning!"

"Oh, what a coincidence!" Hera sighed in her heart, and the two of them turned around and saw Professor Slughorn.Wearing a plush hat that must have been enormous, a coat with a matching plush collar, and clutching a huge bag of candied pineapple, he took up at least a quarter of the tiny shop.

"Miss Penelope, you have missed at least three of my small dinner parties!" Slughorn reached out and handed Penelope and Hera two candied fruit. "I am determined to invite you. I think you will like these parties very much."

"Oh, thank you, professor." Penello took the candied fruit, but didn't put it in his mouth, just held it like that, "But I have to spend a lot of time and energy on official duties, you know, there are always endless jobs in the office."

"Oh, yes, yes, but I think—" Slughorn looked regretful, but soon his attention was drawn away by the door being pushed open again, "Harry! Harry!"

Slughorn turned around with a big belly, and went to find Harry and the others again. Harry, Hermione, and Ron were pushing open the door and walking in.

"I bet he has absolutely no intention of inviting me." Hera whispered in Penello's ear, except for the initial greeting, Slughorn ignored Hera at all.

Penello shrugged indifferently, "I don't know why, but he 'runs into' me in the auditorium at least once a week and invites me to his dinner party."

"But he always avoids me." Hera complained.

"Probably he's still resenting you for bringing him to Hogwarts."

"Maybe it's nothing else." Hera shrugged. He believed that he must have left a deep impression on Slughorn that night. After all, not everyone would force him to recall things with Tom.

That's probably what Slughorn regrets most - he must have given Voldemort valuable clues about longevity.

"I think we'd better get out of here," Hera tugged Penello's hand, "This place is full of students."

"That's what I thought, how about we go to the Three Broomsticks?" Penello laughed, throwing back the two candied fruit Slughorn had handed her into the candy pool. "I bet he didn't pay the bill."

Hera frowned, "That is to say, if we eat these two candied fruit, we have to pay for it ourselves?"

"Yes."

"What a mean fellow."

They left the candy store and had just come out of the warm, sweet honey dukes, with the cold wind blowing like knives on the face of the mask.The street was relatively deserted, no one stopped to chat, everyone was hurrying, going straight to where they were going.

"The mysterious man has put a lot of pressure on everyone." Penello sighed, and Hera still walked forward without raising her head, "How long do you think this kind of day will last?"

"Maybe it will be a long time," Hera was silent for a long time before choking out such a sentence, "until one side wins."

"I absolutely don't want the mysterious man to win." Penello said.

"No one expects him to win."

They were soon outside the three broomsticks, one of them tall and thin, Hera did not recognize him, but when they approached he wrapped his cloak around his neck and turned away.Only the short man was left there groping for something in his arms.

"Mundungus!?"

The man with splayed legs and messy ginger hair was startled. An antique small suitcase in his arms fell to the ground and bounced. The contents inside were various, like the contents of the entire window of an antique shop.

"Oh, hello, Hera, long time no see," Mundungus said, pretending to be very brisk, but not at all, "don't let me waste your precious time with your lady."

He squatted on the ground and fumbled to pick up the things in the box, looking eager to leave immediately.

"What are you doing? Selling these things?" Hera frowned as she watched Mundungus grab a pile of various but undoubtedly tattered things from the ground.

"Oh, I can't help it, I have to find a way to sell it." Mundungus said, "Give me that!"

Hera lowered her head and saw a silverware at her feet, her eyes widened.

"This is--"

"It's nothing." Mundungus said as he snatched the silverware from the ground and stuffed it into the box, "Okay, see you later——"

Crack - he Disapparated.

Hera's complexion was ugly, and she speculated all day long, and finally Yan pecked her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Penello leaned over and asked.

"It's from Black's old house, and there's the coat of arms of the Black family on it." Hera said angrily, "He must have done something to Black's old house, maybe he stole all the contents, I have to go back some time, and Sirius, he's still there!"

Penello also became nervous, "Sirius? Mundungus shouldn't do anything to him, right? He is such a big wizard after all, and he still has a wand in his hand."

"Mundungus tried to abduct Hagrid to Greece more than once. Believe me, Mundungus' bottom line is much lower than you think." Hera said angrily.

"That's really bad."

"Who says no." Hera sighed, pushed open the door of the Three Broomsticks, and walked in with Penello.

"Good morning, Mr. and Mrs. Lestrange." Ms. Rosmerta said softly. Before Hera could speak, she took out two large glasses and filled them with butterbeer. "I don't think you guys want to drink anything when you wake up, except butterbeer."

"Of course, thank you, Rosmerta." Hera picked up two large cups, found an empty seat by the window, and walked over.Penello was surprisingly silent, and she followed Hera with her head down.

"Come on, try the butterbeer here." Hera pushed the cup towards Penello, and he patted his head violently, "I almost forgot, you graduated from Hogwarts, so you must be very familiar with the three broomsticks. What's wrong with you? Why did you become so silent all of a sudden?"

"Just...just now" Penelope's ears were blushing, she stammered, "Just now she called me Mrs Lestrange"

"Oh, yes, I think it's just a matter of time. If there hadn't been such a thing, I would have invited Dumbledore to be our witness." Hera took a big sip of the butter beer and said nonchalantly.

"You—you—" Penello was too shy to speak.

Hera raised an eyebrow.

Penello's fingers were tangled on the handle of the cup, and her voice was as small as a mosquito whisper: "Are you proposing marriage?"

"I thought we didn't need these red tapes. I thought we had a good understanding." Hera put down her teacup and turned her eyes to the window. The students were bustling on the street, which was far from the scene he saw in the Ministry of Magic. "Don't you want to?"

"Of course I would." Penello raised his head and stared at Hera, "But, do you have to propose marriage in this kind of place?"

"Marriage proposal?" Hera turned her head in surprise, "Well, I often have the illusion that we have already held a wedding."

"But no!" Penello said angrily.

Hera smiled slightly, "Don't worry, when we win, we will hold a grand wedding, I promise you."

"Yeah!" Penello nodded contentedly, and then took a big sip of the butter beer with both hands.

They sat here for a while, until the crowds were getting bigger and the bar was getting louder.

"Should we change the place? Maybe Madam Puddife's teahouse is a good place, I heard from friends." Penello leaned his head to Hera, and they had to do this to hear each other's voices clearly.

"I think it's right, there are too many people here." Hera nodded, and helped Penello put on the cloak in a gentlemanly manner. "Let's move on to a quieter place to continue."

(End of this chapter)