Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 96 Lies
Hera and Dumbledore didn't talk for long, not because Harry woke up, but mainly because of Madam Pomfrey's temper.
Anyway, Hera didn't dare to touch her bad head. When she lifted the curtain around Harry's bed and roared for the first time, Hera lifted her ass and prepared to slip away.

Although Dumbledore said to Madam Pomfrey with a smile: "Bobby, we just want to"

"He needs to rest now! I really don't know how you became the principal, oh... Poor boy, it was already miserable enough, but you still have to suffer this kind of thing"

Hera had already walked to the door, but she couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard Madam Pomfrey yelling at Dumbledore.

Unexpectedly, Professor Dumbledore, who is arrogant, far-sighted, and resourceful, would suffer from a small school doctor.

It even made Hera feel a lot lighter, and slightly dispelled some of the sadness in her heart.

just
Before returning to the office, just stepping into the corridor on the third floor, Hera saw a beautiful figure.

The one he had almost completely forgotten - Penelope Clearwater.

She has been angry with Hera for six months!

To be honest, if possible, Hera really hoped that she would continue to be angry like this. After all, he didn't have any worries now, and he seemed to have become a young "Dumbledore's Army" with his back against the banner of the savior Harry.

It can be said that in the European magic world, Hera can almost walk sideways
Keke, keep a low profile.

After all, Voldemort didn't die completely this time. God knows if he would hide in the dark and bite Hera fiercely-who made Hera be a rebellious boy! ?

"Penello" Hera shook her head, emptied out all the messy thoughts, tried hard to squeeze out a smile, and pretended to be the same as usual.

"Humph." Penello just snorted, didn't say much, and walked to Hera with the book in his arms.

In this regard, Hera has no good solution.

Women are trouble.

Pushing open the door of the office, Hera pulled a chair from the side and placed it next to Penello, while she went back to sit behind the desk.

Penello put the book heavily on the table, and there was a muffled sound, which startled Hera, not knowing what mistake he had made again.

Afterwards, the two fell into silence.

Penelope's eye sockets gradually turned red, and she tried her best to widen her eyes, cast her gaze out of the window, and tried her best not to let the tears fall.

And Hera.
But he was trying to remember where he provoked Penello again.

About 10 minutes later, Penello lowered his head and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Hera, if I don't come to you, you will never come to me again?"

"Uh" Hera looked at Penello with some surprise.In this case, should he be an honest person?

Her mother taught Hera to be honest since she was a child.

so.
"How is it possible? Actually, I don't know how to talk to you." Hera sighed, and cast her eyes out of the window, with a look of regret and self-blame.

Yep, Hera has no mother, so honestly what... is impossible!
When Penello heard Hera's words, he fell silent again, lowered his head, and the grievances accumulated for half a year suddenly burst out.

"Oh you." Hera scratched her nose, at a loss for what to do with the situation in front of her. He would rather face Quirrell's death again than face a crying girl.

He is really inexperienced! ! !

"Okay, stop crying." Hera took out a towel and handed it to Penello, asking her to wipe away her tears.

Penello took the towel, but cried even louder.

Hera could also look out the window without tears. At this moment, he suddenly envied Quirrell, at least he would not encounter such a situation.

Immediately afterwards, Hera felt a human figure hit him - Penello threw himself into his arms.

On weekdays, Hera would have been able to detect it, but he is really tired now, and the dealings between Dumbledore and Voldemort have exhausted all his energy.

For some reason, Hera didn't push Penello away, but only used some strength in her hand to prevent Penello from slipping off him and patting her on the back lightly.

"Okay, okay, I'm done with my work this year, I didn't mean to ignore you on purpose, Professor Dumbledore also gave me a lot of tasks"

Hera coaxed Penello softly, but she was just coaxing, but she was scolding herself in her heart: "Hera, you are a scumbag, how can such words come out of your mouth?"

"really?"

"Well, don't you believe me?"

Penello looked straight into Hera's eyes, as if trying to see some flaws.

But Hera's Occlumency seems to have begun to see the way, not to mention Penello's gaze, even if she throws a few Legilimency, Hera dares to speak nonsense with a clear conscience.

If Snape knew that Hera's learning of Occlumency was actually used here, he might have just thrown a few of them over without a trace, and wouldn't even leave a whole body for Hera.

"Hera, you... do you have something to do during your vacation?" Penello bit her lip, blushing, and buried her head in Hera's arms shyly.

"Yes!" Hera said loudly, directly frightened Penello.

"what?"

"Ahem, what I mean is that Professor Dumbledore gave me something I had to do. I didn't forget to give you a Christmas gift on Christmas." Hera couldn't make up an excuse, and quickly returned to the previous topic.

"I know, Hermione told me." Penello said in a low voice. "Being able to learn from Nick Flamel is definitely an opportunity not to be missed. I don't blame you."

"Well, as long as you understand." Hera gently rubbed Penello's soft long chestnut hair.

"Then why haven't you thought about explaining to me for so long?" Penello raised his head, pouted his mouth, and added some rosy eye sockets from tears, looking pitiful.

It really made Hera a little distressed.

"Dumbledore asked me to keep this matter a secret, but I think maybe it's okay to tell you. Of course, you can't tell it!" Hera gently scratched the tip of Penello's nose with her fingers.

"Hmm." Penelope raised her head, seemed a little angry at Hera's distrust, but still listened carefully.

"The story starts at the beginning of July last year. I met Quirinus Quirrell at the Leaky Cauldron Bar." Hera whispered the past year while hugging Penello in a soft voice.

However, all traces of Voldemort's existence are hidden.

Directly describe Quirrell as a thief who wants to get rich with the Philosopher's Stone.

And Hera, in this story, is a positive hero with a firm stand and strong convictions.

Anyway, the flickering Penello was taken aback for a while.

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