Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 74 Hermione's Gift

"Penello." Hera scratched his head, he finally knew what he was afraid of before!

A Christmas gift from Penelope and Hermione! ! !

He totally forgot!

Forgot the schoolgirl's New Year's gift and now she's standing in front of me pissed off.

How to do?
wait online, urgently
"Professor Lestrange, long time no see, hello." Penello nodded rather coldly, and then didn't even look at Hera, and walked towards the train with the suitcase with great effort.

"Hey!" Hera stomped anxiously, quickly caught up with Penello, and took the initiative to grab Penello's suitcase, but the moment she got it, the expression on her face became surprised.

This box is very light, too light.

Hera looked at Penello suspiciously, but saw her holding her wand in the other hand, pointing at the suitcase.

"Uh, you used the floating spell." Hera let go of her hand in embarrassment, and the suitcase was still suspended at that height.

Penello flicked his wand and controlled the suitcase to float onto the train.

"Ahem." Hera coughed twice, trying to explain to Penello that he was just studying in the Nick Flamel library, forgetting Christmas, and didn't intentionally not give Penello a gift.

However, Penello hummed softly from the tip of his nose, passed Hera directly, and walked towards the train on his own.

Looking at Penello's back, Hera could only sigh helplessly. It was indeed her fault for doing this.

Women, it really is too troublesome.

To be mad at a mere Christmas present!
Waiting for Hermione's gift, I seem to have forgotten it too! ?
Hera slapped his forehead suddenly, damn it, he forgot too!
At this moment, he could no longer care about Penello, and Hermione was the biggest problem!

She still has her own handle in her hands!
Hera sighed, looked back into the train, and continued to wait helplessly on the platform.

Not long after, a little brown-haired wizard passed through the wall between the ninth and tenth platforms. She looked around the platform and saw Hera standing not far from her at a glance.

"Hermione!" Hera raised her hand and greeted Hermione with a smile.

"Oh? Professor Lestrange? Nice to meet you." Hermione bowed politely to Hera, then struggled to carry the suitcase and walked towards the limousine.

Hera still sprinted and snatched Hermione's suitcase, "Let me do it, you go up and find the compartment first."

Hermione opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally got on the train silently.

compartment.

Hera looked at the two girls sitting together in front of her, and felt that the previous journey was quite pleasant, at least better than now.

Hermione and Penello chatted and laughed, shared snacks, and talked about their two-week holiday life.

In contrast, Hera seemed to be ignored by them.

Obviously the relationship between the two of them was very rigid before!
Why did Hermione know to come to Penello as soon as she got in the car? The relationship between the two is more like friends who have known each other for many years.

Didn't they fight tit for tat before, were you fighting to the death?
Could it be that because I didn't give them Christmas presents, they were fighting against each other?
This embarrassment continued until the evening, when the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station, and Hera was able to get out of this embarrassment.

"Next time, don't say anything and don't take this kind of work again!" Hera secretly made up her mind, whoever loves to do this kind of work will do it!

I, Hera Lestrange, if I do this kind of work of transporting students again, I will... He will never take Quirrell's Gold Galleon again!

His feet landed on solid ground again, and Hera took the mints out of his pocket, the last of them.

I have to say, this mint is really addictive, Hera even wanted to buy some to eat for herself, as for Garen?

It didn't know where it ran to play with the little wild cat. If it hadn't seen the catnip, Hera would have almost forgotten its existence.

Following the students all the way back to Hogwarts Castle, the auditorium was already full of people, and they were all waiting for the returning students to return.

Hera walked quickly and sat on the professor's chair. He had a very difficult day, and he was not the most tired physically, but mentally exhausted.

"Hi, Quirinus." Hera greeted Quirrell in a rare way, and he hadn't taken the initiative for a long time.

"Hera, it's good to meet you," Quirrell stammered. "How was your vacation?"

"It's not too bad." Hera pursed her lips. The beginning and end of the Christmas holiday were simply the worst.

The dinner plate was filled with food in an instant, and Hera began to eat without hesitation. One day on the train, he was not even in the mood to eat lunch at noon, and Hera didn't feel hungry until he finally got out of the train here.

"Quirinas?"

"Huh?" Quirrell looked at Hera in surprise, and Hera rarely took the initiative to look for him.

"Do you know what gifts are more suitable for girls? For example, major festivals." Hera was chewing on the steak, still waving the knife and fork in her hand, as if she was just asking an insignificant question.

"Girls?" Quirrell rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "It's probably just what they like. They can give them whatever they like."

"It makes sense!" Hera looked at the Gryffindor table, thinking silently about Hermione's favorite.

Hermione's favourite.
Is it still worth considering?
That must be a book!

But the most expensive thing in the wizarding world is knowledge.
Wait, books are not necessarily knowledge!
There are also biographies of famous people and the like.

The hottest one right now is obviously Gilderoy Lockhart.

"There is a way." Hera murmured.

"Huh? What's the solution?" Quirrell asked in surprise.

"Nothing, nothing."

Naturally, this kind of thing cannot be known by Quirrell and Voldemort.

Hera simply finished the steak on the dinner plate and hurried back to the office.

He rummaged through the desk to find a quill and parchment, and began to write on it.

"Dear Mr Gilderoy Lockhart
I am very happy to be your teaching assistant in the next school year. It is definitely a rare experience to learn from an excellent wizard like you. I saw your mighty figure a few days ago, and your mighty figure is already engraved in my mind.
Thousands of words of praise are omitted here.

To sum up, I wonder if you can let me better engrave your glorious deeds in my heart?Perhaps you can lend me your work for a look.

—Hara Lestrange, your future teaching assistant. "

About ten minutes later, Hera looked proudly at the densely packed words on the parchment, and blew on the quill with satisfaction. Although the middle part was written with magic, the final name was written by herself!

"Now, Hermione's gift is done!?"

(End of this chapter)