Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 316 The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is you!

When Harry entered the interrogation room, Hera and Arthur waited anxiously at the door. They were not allowed to attend the trial, but there was no doubt that Dumbledore was going well.Even through the iron gate, they could still hear the thunderous applause inside.But Arthur can't wait here forever, he has work to do.

"I'll have to go to Bethnal Green, where there's been a third backflush from a public toilet," said Mr. Weasley, frowning. "It must have been the work of anti-Muggle pranksters. It happened twice in the last week, one at Wimbledon and the other at Elephant Castle. The Muggles flushed the toilet, and not only did the dirt not go away—well, imagine for yourself."

"I can't imagine, go get busy, I'll wait for Harry here." Hera dismissed Arthur with a look of disgust, and he continued to wait in the corridor. He shouldn't wait for too long—after all, Harry didn't commit any real crimes.

This place is much more boring than the second floor. There are not so many office workers working at all, and there are not even murals that can be changed by magic. There are only dark corridors here, and Hera is a little sleepy after staying there.

But fortunately Harry came out, although his face was a little pale, but he had a smile on his face, when he pushed open the door, he almost staggered and fell to the ground, but Hera was quick to hold him.

"How about it?"

"Clarified." Harry closed the door behind his back and said, "All the allegations are invalid."

Hera patted Harry on the shoulder quite satisfied, "That's really great, as I said earlier, it's impossible for them to convict you. And Mrs. Figg will testify for you, but I still can't hold myself—"

Hera's voice faltered, for the door of the courtroom opened again, and the members of the Wizengamot filed out.Hera recognized some of the familiar faces.

"My God - why are they here?" Hera said in amazement, pulling Harry aside to let them pass. "A small incident, and you are officially judged?"

"I think so," Harry said softly.

One or two wizards nodded at Harry as they passed by, and a few more, not so kind-looking wizards, gritted their teeth at Hera and said, "How dare you come here?"

"Why don't I dare to come?"

"You know what you've done, and you better not let me catch you." The wizard said viciously, and at the same time gave him a deep gouging look.

Harry whispered, "What did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just gave him a small gift at his mother's birthday party." Hera's voice was very low, and she deliberately waited until the wizard left before saying, "This is to repay them for chasing me several times. Of course, he didn't even know that it was from me. It was just speculation, and he had no evidence."

Fudge was almost the last to leave the courtroom, followed by a toad-like witch who looked utterly disgusting in her pink coat.They almost glanced at Hera and Harry with disgust, which made Harry's fists clenched.Fortunately, Hera was already familiar with this kind of gaze, and didn't take it seriously.

"I think we can go straight back, poor Arthur, he can't know you're safe in the first place, and he has to deal with those wizards who have gone wrong in the office." Hera said, and he motioned Harry to move forward. "You can tell everyone the good news. I believe it will relieve Hermione. She has been terrified these days."

"I think so, where's Mr. Weasley? Has he figured out what to do with that toilet?" Harry asked, grinning.

Hera replied with a chuckle: "I think so, I hope he can catch the real culprit, otherwise it will be too hard to chase around to fix the toilet."

Harry laughed along with him, and after getting rid of the trial, his mood was like a roller coaster, and it changed for the better in an instant.

But Harry's laughter stopped quickly.They had just reached the ninth-floor corridor when Fudge was standing a few steps away from them, whispering to a tall man.

Needless to say, acerbic Lucius Malfoy.His glossy blond hair didn't seem to have been paled by Voldemort, it was just that his face was ugly, sharp and pale.

Hearing Hera's laughter, Lucius turned his face. He also stopped suddenly before finishing his sentence, narrowed his cold gray eyes, and stared fixedly at Harry's face—he didn't dare to stare at Hera.

"Okay, okay, okay. Patronus Potter!" Lucius said coldly.

Harry was almost breathless, as if he had encountered some great horror.In fact, it was true, he couldn't believe that Lucius dared to look at him, he couldn't believe that Lucius dared to appear here, in the mighty Ministry of Magic, and Fudge was talking to him, after all, Harry had told Fudge himself that Lucius was a Death Eater a few weeks ago.

"I think he's fine, isn't he, Harry?" Hera said to Lucius without flinching, putting both hands on Harry's shoulders.

"I think so. The minister just told me about your narrow escape," Lucius said in a tone. "It's amazing. You can keep coming out of a very narrow hole, really, like a snake."

Hera hated Lucius' tone very much. He stepped directly in front of Lucius, and said eccentrically, "I think this must have disappointed you, right, Malfoy? Compared to the luckier Harry, you look really unlucky. Why don't you go home and spend time with my cousin? She must want to spend an unforgettable summer vacation with you and little Malfoy."

Lucius raised his eyebrows in anger, and clenched his fists fiercely, as if he wanted to punch Hera in the face.But he held back, Hera is now Voldemort's favorite, he made a lot of effort in the resurrection, and Voldemort trusts him very much.Turning against Hera would have made Voldemort furious.

Lucius had to compromise - which is extremely rare.

"What are you doing here, cousin?"

"I can't wait to get out of here." Hera said angrily.After speaking, he tightly grabbed Harry's shoulder and left here.

The elevator came, and there was no one in it, only a group of notes flying around the head of the plot.Hera pressed the button to the lobby, and the elevator doors clattered shut.Hera flicked the notes away with her hands as they tried to mess up his hairdo.

"Hera," Harry said slowly, "why does Malfoy seem to be afraid of you? And isn't he a Death Eater? If Fudge hangs out with Malfoy, how do we know they didn't cast the Imperius Curse on him?"

"Because I know his identity. In fact, Lucius is basically afraid of everyone who knows the truth. He is just stingy. He is not a strong character." Hera said irritably. He was still chasing the notes above his head, but fortunately, a lot of them flew out after the elevator stopped. "As for the Imperius Curse, of course we've thought of that, Harry."

"Then why did you—"

Hera made a hissing gesture with her fingers, and said in a low voice: "But Dumbledore thinks that Fudge is acting according to his own hospital at present-but, in Dumbledore's words, this does not bring much relief. I would rather he is under the control of the Imperius Curse, at least we can bring him back to his senses. It is best not to talk about it now, Harry."

The elevator doors slid open and they stepped out, leaving the lobby almost empty.Erik, the wizard on duty, is hiding behind the Daily Prophet again.They did it directly from the golden fountain, anyway, Hera didn't want to go through the procedure again, although he could save this step by brushing his face.

"Wait a minute," said Harry suddenly, and then he took the purse out of his pocket and turned back towards the fountain.

With Hera's eyelids twitching and fists clenched, Harry turned his wallet upside down and poured all the money into the pool.

"What are you doing? Is the Galleon your parents gave you for you to play with?" Hera slammed Harry's head hard. This kind of prodigal behavior was completely unacceptable to him.

"I just--"

"There is no reason." Hera was very angry, "Any reason is not an excuse for you to waste gold Galleons."

"Got it." Harry said aggrievedly.But Hera couldn't see any apology on his face, which made Hera even more angry.

Until they returned to Black's old house, Hera didn't take the initiative to say a word to Harry.

"I knew it all along!" Ron shouted, punching the air, "You can always get away with it!"

"They're sure to acquit you," said Hermione, who had looked like she'd fainted from the tension when Harry entered the kitchen, and was covering her eyes with a trembling hand. "There's no reason to convict you, not at all."

"Even though you all knew I'd be fine, everyone seemed relieved." Harry said with a smile.

Molly was wiping tears with her apron, and the twins and Ginny did a war dance, singing over and over, "He's all right, he's all right, he's all right."

To tell the truth, Hera was so sick of children like the Weasleys that he couldn't rest for a moment, so he left the kitchen quickly without even eating lunch - Cowper would send it to his room.

Before Hera returned to her room, she took a special look at Sirius. He was still sitting in the wheelchair like that, with dull eyes and numb expression, as if he had really lost his mind.

"Don't blame me, if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself." Hera sighed, and slowly closed the door. He has never regretted deceiving people, but like now, the victim appeared in front of him, which still made him feel a little shaken.Of course, he never regrets what he did.

Over the next few days, everyone at 12 Grimmauld Place had a look of joy on their faces, but one didn't.That was Harry, and he was very happy for the first few hours, beaming like everyone else.Before long, however, he became dull and melancholy, and he always shut himself up in Sirius' room.

"Don't feel guilty," said Hermione firmly.It was already a few days later, when the three of them were playing poker and chatting together after dinner, almost everyone felt Harry's unconcealable guilt and regret, "It's not your fault, no one thought that he would be taken back. It's not our fault, we did a good enough job the year before last."

"That being said," Ron said, frowning, and flung out a few playing cards vigorously, "but he's Harry's only relative, and now that he's like this, Harry has to go back to his aunt and uncle next year."

Now, several people fell into silence again.

As the holidays came to an end, Hera found herself missing Hogwarts more and more by the day.He couldn't wait to get out of this predicament where he had to deal with the Weasleys' young wizards every day, and they couldn't learn to be 'quiet'.At the same time, members of the Order of the Phoenix came and went on a regular basis, which made Hera even more disturbed, and he could not help but worry that the next intelligence would be that he was a traitor.

It's really uncomfortable.

On the last day of the holiday, Hera returned to Hogwarts early. He didn't choose to take the train back to the castle with the little wizards. He really had enough of these days.

But Dumbledore stopped him.

"Hera, I would like to entrust you to be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts." Dumbledore's voice was firm.

But Hera's expression became ugly. It's not that he doesn't understand how terrible this position is, and several lessons learned from the past are buried in the Forbidden Forest!
He hadn't the slightest desire to join them and be next to them.

"Dumbledore, please forgive me for not accepting this position. Even if you let me guard the observatory, I would rather stare at the starry sky every night." Hera refused very quickly.

Dumbledore smiled and blinked, "Well, I don't want you to take this position, and I won't let you guard the Observatory, but you have to do me a favor."

"what?"

"It's not difficult to go back to Hogwarts with Harry, at least it's much easier than being a professor, isn't it?" Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, and he couldn't see his eyes at all behind the half-moon lenses.

After a short thought, Hera agreed.

Dumbledore looked very happy, and at the same time patted Hera on the back with satisfaction, "Haha, I never asked them to tell you."

"What?" Hera asked in bewilderment. He had always known that Dumbledore hadn't found anyone who could do the job, even if he wrinkled it.

After all, no matter how you look at it, this position does not seem like an easy search.One died in the corridor on the fourth floor, one fell to his death outside the castle, one was expelled by the parents of the students, and the other was locked in a box for nine months.

"The Ministry of Magic sent me a letter a few days ago, saying that they are willing to send an elite wizard to the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. This is obviously a great thing, and it saves me a lot of trouble."

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