Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 97 Harry Waking Up

"Don't worry too much, it's all over and no one was harmed." Hera smiled with relief. For some reason, he even believed the ghost story he made up.

Probably in the eyes of Dumbledore, Harry and others, he also has such a glorious image.

It's just that before Hera was proud, the door of his office was pushed open roughly.

"Hera, Harry, he's in the corridor on the fourth floor." Hermione shouted hastily, but only halfway through, she was shocked by the scene before her and couldn't speak.

"Uh, things are not what you think!" Penello looked more eager than Hera, and quickly explained.

"Yes, we are innocent." Hera nodded emphatically, agreeing with Penello's words.

Hera's eyes moved back and forth between Hera and Penello suspiciously, but she still didn't forget the business.

"Hera, Harry, he's in danger, he"

"Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore and I have brought him back safe and sound, and he should still be in the school hospital." Hera let go of Penello's arm as if nothing had happened, and patted her little butt—come down quickly, how bad it would be for people to see!

"Huh?" Hermione tilted her head suspiciously, and murmured, "But I just finished writing the letter I sent the owl to Dumbledore."

"In fact, I discovered the anomaly early on and notified Professor Dumbledore in advance." Hera puffed out her chest, and cheekily attributed this 'honor' to herself.

Enjoying the admiring gazes of Hermione and Penello, even though they had received such gazes in class in the past, Hera enjoyed them especially at this moment.

In this way, I still have the potential to be a scumbag of the sea king!
Hera, who handled Hermione and Penello perfectly, has been living in style these few days, but rumors have started to spread in the school from nowhere.

What happened to Harry and Quirrell in the dungeon is a complete secret, and the secret always spreads like wildfire.Therefore, all the teachers and students in the school naturally knew about it.

Many students gave Harry a lot of presents, all of which were piled up in the school hospital. When Hera went there several times, she heard Madam Pomfrey's roar.

"You - stop bringing presents! Harry Potter hasn't woken up yet!"

But it didn't seem to be of any use, and Pomfrey almost gave up, letting the students pile up the presents on the table next to Harry's hospital bed.

Even if they've piled up like a hill, it's more like half a candy store has been moved here.

But Penello and Hermione didn't want most teachers and students to be so excited.

They all knew very well that the real hero—in fact, Hera Lestrange, who seemed to have nothing to do with the matter!

Naturally, Hera didn't mind giving Harry a gift in a way that didn't waste Galleons, and it happened that Hagrid found him.

Hagrid wants to give Harry a set of photo albums. Harry doesn't have any photos of his parents. If he can receive this gift when he wakes up, I believe he will be very happy!

Hera patted her chest and agreed, and then he and Hagrid wrote letters together, photographed owls and sent them to Harry's parents' old classmates, asking them for photos
It was not until the afternoon before the college cup banquet that Harry slowly woke up. Counting the days, he had already been in a coma for three full days.

Harry's only memory of that day was that blazing green light, and he knew it was over, and then he sank into darkness, down, down, down
A golden thing flickered above his head, it was the Snitch!
He tried to grab it, but his arms were too heavy to lift.

He blinked, and it turned out that it wasn't a snitch at all, but a pair of glasses.

How strange!
He blinked hard again, and Dumbledore's smiling face gradually appeared in front of him.

"Good afternoon, Harry," said Dumbledore.

Harry stared at him blankly, then suddenly remembered. "Sir! The Philosopher's Stone! It's Quirrell! He's got the Philosopher's Stone! Sir, hurry—"

"Don't get excited, my dear child, what you said is a bit outdated," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Quirrell didn't get the Philosopher's Stone."

"So who got it? Sir, I—"

"Harry, please calm down, or Madam Pomfrey will kick me out."

Harry swallowed and looked around before he realized he was in the hospital.He was lying on a hospital bed covered with crisp white linen sheets.

"Harry! Are you awake?" Hera hurriedly pushed open the door, striding towards Harry's hospital bed.

Dumbledore covered his forehead with a helpless expression.

"Hera, calm down too, I don't want to be kicked out."

"Uh, Professor Dumbledore," Hera swallowed, and sat awkwardly on the chair next to Harry's hospital bed, standing beside Harry with Dumbledore on the left and right.

"As soon as I heard that Harry was going to wake up, I hurried over here." Hera touched the tip of her nose, and Fox had just flown to his office with a note in his mouth.

It was Dumbledore's intention that he came over in such a hurry.

"Hera, if you're here too, then things will become much simpler," Dumbledore said with a chuckle, "We only need to verify each other to restore the complete process. However, obviously you, Harry, have also noticed."

Dumbledore glanced suspiciously at Harry's eyes to the table next to the hospital bed, which was piled up like a hill, and explained patiently.

"Those were gifts from your friends and admirers." Dumbledore said with a smile. "As far as I know, your friends Fred and George Weasley originally wanted to give you a toilet seat. They were undoubtedly trying to amuse you, but Madam Pomfrey thought it was unhygienic and confiscated it."

Hera slowly raised her hand. He had something to say, but it seemed impolite to interrupt Dumbledore directly.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and Hera said: "Actually, I also prepared a gift for you-oh, of course, Hagrid and I prepared it together, but it will take some time."

Hera winked at Harry.

Harry smiled brightly, he was looking forward to Hera's gift very much.

You know, he and Hera are one of the best friends.

"No problem, by the way, how long have I lived here?"

"It's been three days, you really worry me to death." Hera replied directly, and let him answer such simple questions.

It's really hard to explain, just throw it to Dumbledore.

Taking the opportunity, you can also gain a wave of favorability in front of Harry and Dumbledore.

This is simply too profitable!
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