Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 7 The Leaky Cauldron Bar Meets an 'Enemy'

Lucius recalled the scene back then, and recalled the figure of the man in his mind unconsciously shivering.

I have also tried to analyze this notebook over the years, but it has always been to no avail.

Sure enough, let Hera take it away!

"By the way, brother-in-law, don't you want to lend me some Galleons again? When you get the key to the vault, you will definitely return it double." Hera patted her chest with the notebook, completely forgetting what she said before.

Lucius frowned, looking at the young man with a hippie smile in front of him, it was hard to believe how such a strange person could appear in a pure-blood family!
Didn't you keep saying to get some alchemy items before?

Why do you want Galleon now?
But seeing that Hera helped him solve the trouble of the notebook, Lucius nodded coldly.

Lying in the room above the Leaky Cauldron, Hera was playing with the money bag, feeling the weight of the slightly pressing hand, and showing a satisfied smile.

Sure enough, the Malfoy family was rich and generous, and they thought it would be good to 'borrow' themselves a dozen or twenty Galleons, but they didn't expect to borrow 50 gold Galleons directly, and they kept silent about repaying them.

Meow~!

The Siamese cat jumped onto the bed and let out a long 'hungry howl' towards Hera.

"Well, can this be returned?" The smile on Hera's face disappeared the moment she heard the Siamese cat meowing.

Draco seemed to be allergic to cat fur, and he didn't give away the gifts he had spent 'a lot of money' on, and even now he had to bear the expenses of Siamese cats.

"Forget it, let's return you first." Hera got up from the bed, straightened her cloak, and went downstairs to Diagon Alley with the Siamese cat in her arms.

"Count up to three, then count down to two, knock three times!" Hera held the Siamese cat in one hand, and tapped the wall with a wand in the other hand, and the archway leading to Diagon Alley opened.

Sitting on the steps in front of Gringotts, looking at the Fantastic Beasts store not far away, Hera couldn't help sighing, as if the clerk's words were still in her ears.

"I'm sorry sir, but special offers are non-refundable."

Hera argued with him for more than ten minutes. He clearly cut the price by himself, how did it become a special price?
However, the clerk just repeated the same sentence over and over, and Hera lost her temper and continued to grind with him, and left after buying some cat food.

"Eat, eat, while I still have money to support you." Hela patted the Siamese cat's head with his hand, but his expression looked particularly sad.

nonsense!

Can you not be desolate! ?

Just a week of cat food cost Hera a full 3 Galleons, so that's 12 Galleons a month, and rounded up to [-] million Galleons a year!
"Since you spend so much money, let's call you photography. Anyway, it is said that photography is three generations poor, and I can't get rich by raising you." Hera stroked the Siamese cat's fur, and gave it a strange name quite casually.

Then the photographer gnawed on Hera's hand.

"Hiss~! It's not called photography, let go!" Hera covered her hands, looking at the round lake-blue eyes of the Siamese cat, her conscience hurt a little.

Fortunately, Hera has no conscience.

Hera thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "How about we change our name?"

"Meow~"

"Well, then it's called Garon?" Hera really doesn't have much talent for naming. If Mao Mao refuses to agree, Hera will probably suggest that he be called Xi Ke and Nat.

Maomao no, Garen glanced at Hera. Hera clearly saw the sarcasm, as if she looked down on the name she gave him, but she still lowered her head and ate the cat food in front of her.

It's important to eat, name or something, it's not important.

Hera looked at the sky, sat beside her for a while, and took this time to think about her future.

If he worked hard to save food and expenses, his food consumption could be reduced to two galleons a week, but with the galleons' meals, it is estimated that the fifty gold galleons on hand would not last for a few months.

It seems that there is still a way to make money!
Do you want to go to Romania to do smuggling business secretly?
But there are quite a few Greeks doing those side businesses over there.

At this moment, Hera suddenly heard a gossip from the witch passing by.

"Did you know? The Hogwarts professor died again this year."

"The professor?"

"Who else could it be? It's the cursed Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I heard that he fed wild animals in the Forbidden Forest."

"My sister's brother-in-law's next-door neighbor, Filch, has a Squib. I heard that he works as a janitor at Hogwarts. I heard that the new professor is"

Hera pricked up her ears to hear who this year's new professor was, but the two witches had already entered Gringotts, and Hera couldn't hear what was behind.

"Oh, forget it, Garen, let's go back." Hera rubbed Garen's furry head, put away the bag of cat food, picked Garen up and prepared to go back to the Leaky Cauldron.

Anyway, the money is still enough to spend now, and it is a day to be able to salt fish, let's wait until the day when there is no money.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron, Hera sat on the bar and smiled at the owner, "Tom, give me a butterbeer."

"Wouldn't you like some real wine?"

"No, it's butter beer."

Tom put down the rag in his hand, picked up a newspaper next to him and handed it to Hera, and turned around to get ready.

Hera picked up today's "Daily Prophet" at random, but the report on the top cover made him furious.

"Shocked! Quirinus Quirrell, an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts, was hired as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

boom!Hera's fist hit the bar, and many people were startled by the sound, but they just glanced at it and continued chatting with their friends.

"Damn it, that guy Quirinus actually applied for a professorship. Isn't he just owls a few more o's than me? How can I not compare to him? If you see him, you must beat his brains out."

Tom glanced at the person standing next to Hera who didn't know when, and couldn't help sighing, then put the butter beer in front of Hera, and silently stepped aside to wipe the glass with a rag.

"That guy Quirinus." Hera was still outputting like crazy. If it wasn't for that guy Quirinus, he would definitely have applied for the position of a professor. The monthly salary is said to be 80 Galleons!

But these are gone.

"Rile Strange, long time no see you!"

Hera was in a very bad mood at this time, and when she heard someone calling her name, she turned her head impatiently, and just about to give him a K, she happened to meet Quirinus Quirrell's face.

"Uh Quirinus, good. Long time no see."

　The new book sets sail, please collect and recommend.

　　


(End of this chapter)