Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 195 Awakening (a new month, ask for a monthly pass, ask for a reward)

It was an eye, how strange it was!

Hera blinked vigorously again, and the smiling face of Albus Dumbledore gradually appeared in front of her.

"Good afternoon, Hera," said Dumbledore.

Hera stared blankly at him at first, then suddenly remembered, "Professor Dumbledore, that diary is the Dark Lord - don't let his plans"

"Don't get excited, my dear boy, what you're saying is a little outdated," said Dumbledore. "Tom has failed."

"So, is he dead?" Hera had mixed feelings in her heart. Riddle obviously knew something about his life experience, but facing the situation at that time, it was impossible for him to really help Riddle, so he could only take the opportunity to destroy the diary.

As for risking his own life and putting his own safety behind his head, he really lost his mind, obviously he could hide behind.

Could it be that he has been with the stupid lion of Gryffindor for a long time?
Hera thought so, he hadn't regained his composure, but his mind had already flown to nowhere, which made Dumbledore cough lightly to bring his attention back.

"Why don't you have some snacks?" Dumbledore pointed to the table next to the hospital bed, where there was a pile of snacks as high as a hill. It seemed that half a candy store had been moved here.

Only then did Hera realize that he was in the hospital. He swallowed and looked around.He was now lying in a hospital bed covered with crisp white linen sheets.

He pointed at the pile of snacks, looking a little nervous. "these are?"

"It's all a gift from your admirers." Dumbledore said with a smile. "What happened in your Chamber of Secrets, neither Minerva nor Snape said anything about it, is a complete secret, and secrets always spread like wildfire. So, of course, the whole school knows it all. As far as I know, even Weasley's twin brother gave you a toilet seat - thank you for everything you did to save their brother. They are undoubtedly trying to make fun of you." , but Madam Pomfrey found it unhygienic, so she confiscated it."

"How long have I been living here? How is the student, that Weasley from the Chamber of Secrets?"

"For two days, Snape's spell has caused great harm to you. The defensive alchemy products on your body have caused them some trouble, so it took some time." Dumbledore said regretfully, and then his tone became cheerful again. "If Miss Penello and Miss Granger know that you have woken up, they will definitely feel relieved. They have been very worried."

After speaking, Dumbledore sighed and looked up out of the window.There, a bird landed on a treetop. "It was too late when I arrived. Percy's vitality had been absorbed so much that we could only save his life. We sent him to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Wizardry. Maybe one day, he will return to us. Hera, I am very pleased that you care so much about Hogwarts students."

"Haha. Haha, that's a pity." Hera sneered, and complained in his heart at the same time. He thought that the time he procrastinated would be enough for Riddle to kill Percy, but he didn't expect that the 'young version of the Dark Lord' was so weak that it would be useless to give him a chance.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be concerned, "How is he? How did he get to St. Mungo's Hospital? Damn it, it's all my fault. If I move faster, I can avoid this problem."

"It was almost too late. He couldn't hold on for long. Fortunately, you saved his life." Dumbledore said, his eyes were shining with a faint blue light.

Hera took a long breath, looked at Dumbledore, and stared firmly into his eyes. "Phew—then you're back at Hogwarts too?"

"Oh, yes." Dumbledore laughed, "The Chamber of Secrets has obviously been resolved, hasn't it? I believe the monsters in there should not come out again!?"

Hera's heart trembled, his eyes flickered, and finally he nodded emphatically.

"Dumbledore must know something." Hera thought in her heart.

"By the way, Nick has already told me that I regret that you will leave Hogwarts in the next school year." Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, his tone was very heavy, "You are the best young wizard I have seen in recent years, but we respect your choice and wish you a happy life in Beauxbatons. Of course, the door of Hogwarts is always open to you."

"Thank you very much, Professor Dumbledore." Hera tried her best to stand up and salute Dumbledore.This made Dumbledore very annoyed, he glared at Hera, and pushed Hera back to the hospital bed.

"Then, the last thing I want to say," Dumbledore said, "I have taken the Gryffindor sword back to the headmaster's office for storage. It is not the time to show up. In fact, the goblin has been working hard to find it."

"Oh, that's really 'great'!" Hera nodded and responded with a smirk. "I know, goblins have always had weird ideas. They think that wizards spend money to "rent" weapons from goblins. After wizards die, they should not continue to be inherited by wizards, but should be returned to goblins."

"Yes, I am very glad that you are clear about this unpopular knowledge. I thought it would be a waste of time." Dumbledore responded with a smile. "In this case, you should take a good rest. Madam Pomfrey is probably getting impatient. You know, she thinks you need to rest."

"I also think I need some rest." Hera smiled wryly while clutching her forehead, "I feel like I've lost too much blood."

"Then it's time to ask Severus." Dumbledore laughed.

"I will definitely." Hera recalled the red curse, the terrible pain, and unconsciously shivered.He would make Snape pay in blood.

Madam Pomfrey came in, "Professor Dumbledore, you've been inside for almost 10 minutes, Hera needs a potion now."

"Oh, it seems that I should leave." Dumbledore got up quickly, probably only Madam Pomfrey could make him panic like this at Hogwarts. "Goodbye, Hera, rest well."

"See you later, Professor." Hera nodded.

The curtain was opened and closed, it was not Madam Pomfrey, but Snape, who walked in coldly, sat on the edge of the bed coldly, and handed out a bottle of cold potion.

Hera had no doubt that Snape was more likely to come to kill herself.

"Drink it." Snape's voice was as cold as the tide under the Black Lake, but the red potion he handed over was the opposite.This has to be said to be a bit of a contradiction.

"belch"

　A new month has begun. Thank you for your rewards. Recently, there are too many friends who have donated rewards and monthly tickets. I can’t thank you for a while, but I have always kept in mind that I have not been feeling well these two days. I will thank you for issuing a single chapter in two days.

　　I’m really grateful for everyone’s support. From the first order of dozens to the present, the average order has more than doubled in a month, which makes me more confident in the results after two months. Let’s work together and let us write Hera’s story more exciting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)