Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 420 Quiet Vacation, Impossible!

Mrs. Puddiffe's Teahouse, which Hera had tried to come in, to pick out a suitable Valentine's Day gift for Penello, only to have to leave because he bumped into Harry's date there - certainly not because the setting was anything like Umbridge's office.

There is so much mist here that it seems like everything is adorned with ruffles or bows.

"It's cuter than I thought." Penello said happily.

"Yes." Hera said insincerely, the steaming mist made his eyes a little uncomfortable.

"Look, this is probably a decoration for Valentine's Day, maybe it has always been decorated like this here." Penello said, the golden little angel flew above each small round table, and occasionally sprinkled pink confetti to people.

The two sat down at a round table, next to the foggy window, covered with cold steam.There weren't many people in the room, but almost every table was one-on-one. When they saw Hera, they didn't show shy expressions. Some boys even greeted Hera, but their female companions were very shy.

Fortunately, Hogwarts didn't mind the students' puppy love, otherwise Hera would have grabbed them all by Filch's office and let them know the fate of the puppy love.

"What do you two want to order?" Mrs. Puddieff said. She was fat and had a shiny black bun, and she squeezed between the two tables with difficulty.

"Is there any recommendation? It's our first time here." Penello looked around and didn't find the order board, so he could only say so.

"I think you must try hand-ground coffee. It's a very popular product from Sri Lanka. It tastes great." Mrs. Paddife said with a smile, "You should still be students. Believe me, there is nothing more suitable for you than drinking coffee and chatting together."

"Thank you." Penello nodded with a smile.

After Mrs. Puddife left, she lowered her head and whispered to Hera with a smirk, "Did you hear that? I'm just like a student!"

"Of course, you are only 20 years old, so you must be no different from a student." Hera said, looking at the other people in the room.A couple at the next table had already started kissing through the sugar bowl. Although the direction of the bar was not clear, Hera could see it clearly from the angle.

"Hey!" Penello hammered Hera's shoulder angrily, "Don't you know that a girl's age is a secret?"

"Okay, okay, our cutest Miss Clearwater forever." Hera drew a long voice, looking at Penello with a smile, "It's just twenty months, forever."

"Don't talk if you can't talk!" Penello grabbed Hera's hand again, "Can't you make me have a good impression?"

"I'm just telling the truth." Hera shrugged, quickly took Penello's hand, and coaxed softly.

"By the way," Penello looked out the window, "When I was in school, I really hoped to come here with my seniors, and I always heard from my friends that they were here."

"Have you ever thought about being here with someone else?" Hera's eyes widened, "Look at what they are doing?"

Penello turned his head in the direction of Hera's eyes, but turned back immediately, lowered his head and blushed and said, "I didn't expect them to be so eager."

"Young hormones!" Hera shook her head, looking at the couple with a look of disgust.

"Hey! You don't seem to be much better!" Penello scratched Hera's palm with his nails and said playfully.

Hera showed an embarrassed smile. He really didn't do that well. As a professor, he actually attacked the students, even though there was not much age difference between them.

Thinking of Penello's age, Hera suddenly realized a very important question.

"By the way, Penello, are uncle and aunt still in London?"

"They went out," Penello said, "I entrusted the Ministry of Magic to let them contact the Muggles and negotiated a deal with them. They should be basking on the beach in Hawaii now." Penello seemed a little relieved, "Britain is already like this. I can't let them continue in London. There are more and more incidents of Death Eaters attacking Muggles."

"That's really good. The United States is indeed a good place to go right now. I heard that the wizards there have their own faction, which is completely different from the British political system." Hera nodded. It is indeed a good result that Penello's parents can go to the United States to seek asylum. Maybe they can make a lot of money there.

"You totally forgot, didn't you?" Penello said angrily.

Hera immediately shook her head at the speed of light, "How is it possible? I always miss my uncles and aunts, and I blame myself deeply for not having time to arrange them."

"Your answer is considered qualified." Penello gave Hera a blank look, but luckily the coffee was brought up at this time.

They sat in Mrs. Puddiffe until noon before leaving. I have to say that this place disappointed Penello. She thought there would be many interesting things here, but it turned out that Mrs. Puddiffe’s teahouse just provided a relatively private space for young couples in love. Apart from this, there was nothing novel about it.

It even made Hera and Penello feel a little uncomfortable.

They looked at each other and agreed almost instantly.

"Shall we go back to the castle?"

The two spoke tacitly, and then tacitly picked up the cloak and scarf, walked out of Madame Puddife's teahouse, and walked back along the main road.

The rain and snow fell more densely and urgently than in the morning, blowing so Penello almost drifted off the road, she had to tightly grasp the back of Hera's robe, and followed behind Hera.

Suddenly, on the small road not far ahead, a girl suddenly rose into the air.It was very strange, her posture was very elegant, her arms were stretched out, as if she was about to fly.Her hair was blown about by the fierce wind, but her eyes were closed and her face was expressionless.

"Ah!" There was a scream in front, and Hera's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly dragged Penello forward.

"Gentlemen and ladies, what happened here? Does anyone know what happened?" Hera yelled, grabbing the children under the girl, "Get out of here, get out of here, it's dangerous—"

Before he could finish his words, the girl in the air let out another horrific scream, and her eyes opened suddenly, terribly, she seemed to have no dark eyes at all, but the whites of her eyes, as if she was experiencing severe pain.There was one scream after another.

"Gentlemen—come here and give her a hand and pull her down with a rope—Harry?" Hera hurriedly took out a coil of rope from her small pocket, trying to pull the girl down in the air, but when he had time to look around, he was surprised to find that it was Harry, Ron, Hermione, and a girl. Hera couldn't tell which college she belonged to for a moment, because the wind and snow were too heavy.

"Yes, sir." Harry took the rope, and he and Ron helped Hera drag the girl who was suspended in midair back to the ground.

But she was writhing so much they couldn't help her.So Hera had to heal and put her on the ground, where she writhed violently and screamed, apparently not recognizing any of them.

"This is a nasty attack." Penello said with a complex expression, "I'll go back and inform Professor McGonagall."

Hera nodded, but didn't take back the rope. He hasn't figured out why the girl became what she is now. The best way is obviously to stay still. Who knows what kind of curse or spell it will be, and whether it will spread through contact!
Penello trotted away, and she ran towards the school.

"Get out of the way, children, you can't help much." Hera took out her wand and waved her arms to make a space for the girl. "Let me try the simpler one. Curse stop!"

Apparently, mantra stop has no effect.The girl was still writhing and screaming on the ground.

More and more people gathered around, and Hera had to fight against the wind and snow loudly: "Children, don't gather here, do what you should do, go back to the castle or have another drink, don't think so much, the teachers will take care of everything."

This is obviously not very useful, and many students looked at the girls on the ground in horror.

"Does anyone know what's going on?" Seeing that the students around her didn't show signs of dispersing, Hera had no choice but to look for a way to see if she could break the magic on the girl.

"Katie—something happened to her—" the girl who was with Harry and the others cried, "I don't know how—it happened as soon as the package was torn open." She sobbed, but it was good for Hera to understand what happened.

"Is this the one on the ground?" Hera asked, pointing to a drenched kraft paper bag on the ground.The package was torn open, and something glowed green inside.

And green obviously represents the unknown, whether in the wizarding world or the Muggle world.

Ron bent down and reached out, but Hera kicked him on the calf, interrupting his movement.

"Don't touch it!"

Hera leaned down cautiously, and with her wand, opened the brown paper bag, and he saw a gorgeous opal necklace revealed in the paper bag.

"Katie, is that the name? How did she get this thing?" Hera asked, the girl was shaking uncontrollably at this moment, "What's your name, kid, calm down, we will take care of everything."

"My name is Lini, and we're good friends, but we were arguing about it just now. She came out of the Three Broomsticks toilet with it in her hand, saying it was a gift for someone at Hogwarts, and she was passing it on. She had a weird look on her face when she spoke. Oh, no, oh, no, she must have had the Imperius Curse, I didn't realize it then!"

Lini was shaking from crying again, Hera gave Hermione a look, she immediately leaned forward and patted Lini's shoulder lightly, to calm her down.

Hera continued: "Didn't she say who gave it to her, Lini?"

"No, she won't tell me I said she's out of her mind and she can't take this thing to school, but she won't listen, and then... I tried to take it out of her hands. And then———" Linie let out a desperate scream.

Hera nodded, indicating that he had understood the situation. He carefully picked up the opal necklace with his wand, and stuffed it back into the kraft paper bag. Obviously, there was no danger if there was no direct contact. Then he wrapped the scarf around the outside several times to confirm that there would be no risk of falling.

"I think you'd better go back to the castle." Hera said, and then saw Hagrid at the corner of the path, running over panting, followed by Penello.

"I just had time to tell Hagrid that I think he'd be better at it—" Penello said breathlessly.

Hera nodded, ignoring her distress for Penello, and hurriedly said to Hagrid, "Hagrid, send her to Madam Pomfrey, and we'll be there later."

Hagrid nodded solemnly, bent down to pick her up without a word, turned around and ran towards the castle.After a few seconds, Katie's screams were inaudible, and there was only the whistling of the wind.

"She'll be fine, won't she?" Harry asked worriedly.

"It will be fine." Hera looked at the end of the path, and gently held Penello's hand, which was cold and cold. "It's you, Harry!" Hera turned her head and said angrily, "Why are you always there every time something happens?"

Ron looked very helpless, he stood there, not so confident, "Believe me, Hera, I have been asking myself this question for six years."

Hera shook her head helplessly. It seems that they can't be blamed for this matter, but they can always be blamed for evil things.

"Come on, come to my office," Hera led them back to the castle, "but you, Miss Lini, go to the school hospital and ask Madam Pomfrey to prescribe some medicine for you."

Lini nodded, covered her face and said goodbye to them.

Hera took them all the way back to the office on the eighth floor, which was originally planned, but they met Professor McGonagall on the stairs.When she heard what was going on, she was happy for Hera to use her office.

Thus, a serious professor was added to their ranks.

"I'll notify Severus, he's a master in this area." Hera patted Penello's back lightly, and she immediately understood what Hera meant, and quickly walked up the stairs at a faster pace.

Snape's office was moved to the third floor, while Professor McGonagall's was on the second floor.

In Professor McGonagall's office, Hera succinctly described what had just happened to Professor McGonagall, including what Lini had said.

Professor McGonagall's expression became serious.

"Where's the opal necklace?"

"Here, I have always held it carefully." Hera took out the brown paper bag from her pocket, and carefully picked it open with her wand.

The two got together, their backs turned to Harry and they bowed their heads and studied.

"Professor, I have a clue." Harry said hesitantly, and Hera and Professor McGonagall looked back at Harry suspiciously.

"I think Draco Malfoy gave Katie that necklace, Professor."

(End of this chapter)