Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 45 The Illusion Curse in the Cold Wind

"Harry?" Hera looked around the classroom, but didn't find the little hand that was raised to answer the question enthusiastically. Feeling a little sad, she clicked Harry's name casually.

"Well, the troll is in the mountains, right? The forest monster and the water monster, one should live in the forest and the other in the water." Harry stood up, and he could only guess based on the troll's name because he hadn't studied the textbook at all.

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There is nothing wrong with what Harry said, after all, the division of trolls in the wizarding world was really judged according to the environment in which they lived.

Hera waved Harry to sit down, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It is true that Ravenclaw students love learning more. When Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were asked before, quite a few of them raised their hands, and their answers were much better than Harry's.

Hermione, you've definitely been tricked by the Sorting Hat, you should go to Ravenclaw!
"Everyone, remember to preview the textbooks in advance." Hera said flatly to the little wizard in the classroom.

Although he didn't target Harry specifically, it still made him feel a little bit sorry.

Mingming and Professor Hera have known each other for a long time, and their relationship is so close, but he didn't preview his class in advance, and even couldn't answer the questions he answered. Thinking about it, Harry felt a little uncomfortable.

I'm afraid that Hera won't like him because of this matter.

But Hera obviously didn't take it to heart. His thoughts on those stupid lions have never changed—idiots with muscles in their brains and wrinkle-removing injections in their brains.

On this point, he was in complete agreement with Professor Snape.

Hera didn't think too much, Harry's behavior was completely reasonable, and he continued to explain the types of trolls to everyone.

"There are three types of trolls, mountain monsters, forest monsters, and water monsters. Mountain monsters are the largest and most dangerous trolls. It has a bald head and light gray skin. Forest monsters have light green skin, and some have fine hairs that are green or brown."

Seeing the students lowering their heads and taking notes with their quills in unison, Hera unconsciously smiled.

In fact, this kind of life is pretty good.
No, Hera, how can you be so depraved?

How can you learn divination, old magic stick Trelawney?
That's right, it seems that I can't learn it myself. After all, I am just Quirrell's assistant teacher. When Quirrell dies, I should leave too, right?

Thinking of this, Hera was both a little excited and a little sad.

"Professor Lestrange?"

The little wizard's voice sounded, they had been waiting for Hera's next words for a long time, but Hera just stood in front of the podium, happy or sad, with alternate expressions like a marquee.

"Ah?" Hera was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was still in class, and quickly said, "The troll language seems to be composed of grunts and screams, so it is quite difficult to master the troll language. Among them, the most famous wizard who can master the troll language is probably our principal—Albus Dumbledore."

A class ended without too much energy, and Hera also mastered how to allocate her physical strength during the two-month teaching life, so as not to be too tired to speak after two classes.

"Children, go and enjoy tonight's banquet. I heard that the preparations for tonight are quite good."

Hera laughed and watched the little wizards leave. He also finished the last class of the day and was going to meet Quirrell.

Putting on the illusion spell, Hera tried her best not to make a sound, and strode towards the Forbidden Forest.

He had already figured out how to cooperate with Quirrell tonight. Although he repeatedly emphasized that he would not harm the little wizard, Hera was still a little worried. He decided to hide around the giant monster secretly to prevent the giant monster from causing any harm to the students.

As for Quirrell?

Anyway, he knows what's going on on the fourth floor, he just needs to fool Quirrell and Voldemort casually.

Although this trap is already obvious, it can't be too fake, can it?

You can't just let Hera tell Quirrell the strategy!

Dumbledore meant that it was enough for Hera to reveal a little information, such as the three-headed dog is actually Hagrid's pet, and then let Quirrell find a way to set Hagrid's words.

Anyway, Hagrid's big mouth will definitely say it.

Both Dumbledore and Hera firmly believed in this.

Let Quirrell's adventure journey have more suffering, will it appear more real?
Anyway, Hera couldn't bear it any longer. She made it clear that she would dig a hole for Quirrell, and let him think that he had cracked Dumbledore's mechanism. This is too much!
Fortunately, Hera was worried that the trap was too obvious before, but she didn't expect that it was an old sow wearing bras - one set after another!

Shaking her head, Hera stood on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, waiting for Quirrell's arrival.

Tighten the cloak on my body, Hogwarts is already a bit cold at the end of October, although the Fengya self-ironing cloak has warm magic patterns, but
It doesn't keep your head warm!
Hera only felt that she was going to be blown stupid!
"Qirao, come quickly! Come quickly, if you don't come, I will leave." Hera chopped her feet and looked around Qiro's figure.

However, a small voice suddenly sounded beside him.

"Hera?"

Hera froze, he seemed to realize something suddenly, "Quirinas?"

"It's me." Quirrell lifted the Illusion Curse on his body, and smiled bitterly at Hera, "I calculated the time and you should have finished class, but I didn't see you after waiting for a long time. If you didn't make a sound, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find you."

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Hera obviously forgot about this problem too. The two black wizards must use the disillusionment spell when they go out, and they completely forgot how two invisible people meet.

Didn't even leave a password, just made an appointment.

"Shall we go in now?" Hera pointed to the direction deep in the Forbidden Forest.

Quirrell sighed, looked in Hera's direction and said helplessly, "We're going in now, but Hera, your illusion spell hasn't been lifted yet."

"Ah?" Hera then removed the Illusion Curse from her body, and looked at Quirrell with a little regret, "Okay, let's go quickly, time is running out."

Quirrell nodded and rushed into the Forbidden Forest first.

"I hope everything goes well tonight." Hera glanced at Quirrell's back with a sad face, and followed quickly.

Before entering the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Hera heard a loud snoring sound.

Sure enough, through the trees, Hera saw a troll lying on the ground with his broken stick in his arms. It seemed that Quirrell had already taken care of the troll in advance.

It's just such a big one, how can we move him to the basement classroom?
(End of this chapter)