Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 330 Dumbledore's New Password - Hook Kiss

"Believe me, he's definitely worried about you." Professor Flitwick lowered his voice, deliberately reciting it so that Snape wouldn't hear it.Hera nodded dubiously. Although he and Snape had a good relationship, he still had some doubts about Flitwick's words—Snape was not a sentimental guy.

Hera shrugged her shoulders and did not continue to discuss this matter with Professor Flitwick, but the four long desks under the faculty chair were full of noisy discussions.Obviously they were very surprised that Hera came back, but Hera was relieved that several people at the long table in Gryffindor gave him a thumbs up.

This inevitably made Hera feel a little depressed. He was from Slytherin House, but he turned out to be the most liked by the stupid lions of Gryffindor.

"Maybe Slytherin's expressions are more reserved." Hera could only comfort herself in this way.

At the guest table, not far from Hera was Umbridge. She used a knife and fork vigorously, making a disturbing sound, which made Hera turn her head unconsciously.

Unexpectedly, she happened to meet Umbridge's fierce eyes, as if what she was cutting was not a steak, but Hera's kidney.It was horrible.

"Don't pay attention to her, all of us have seen clearly what she is." Professor Flitwick patted the back of Hera's hand, signaling him to stop messing with Umbridge.

Hera nodded, turned her head slowly, and said to Flitwick in a low voice, "If there is a chance, I will definitely let her see how powerful I am."

"There will be opportunities, and if there are no opportunities, we will create opportunities." Professor Flitwick said in a low voice, sneaking a malicious glance in Umbridge's direction from time to time.

In fact, during the few days when Hera was not around, Umbridge became even worse. She unscrupulously attacked Hera in class, and even mentioned his identity a few times. This caused the students to quarrel several times in class. Not only the Gryffindor students complained, but even Ravenclaw, who loves learning, complained - because they really couldn't see that there was any knowledge to be learned in Umbridge's class.

They can only look at the textbooks over and over again in the classroom, there is no 'stupid' waving of wands at all, and even a saying has begun to circulate within Ravenclaw: Umbridge's grades at Hogwarts were so poor that even if she was a professor, she was not capable of teaching students, so she could only use this stupid method.

This was obviously a correct guess, and Hera had no doubt that Umbridge was a complete liar, and maybe she was not as good as Lockhart.

When Hera left the auditorium with dinner, he happened to see three familiar figures hovering at the door.

"Oh, boys, I guess you're not waiting for me?"

"Hera, I'm so glad you're back." Hermione was holding several books in her arms, obviously preparing for OWLs. She guessed that those with a small number of Gryffindors would prepare for the exam in advance. Harry and Ron didn't seem to take it to heart at all. It was true, Harry is the savior!How could he possibly work?

Just kidding, Harry is a serious kid from an ancestral rich family. As long as he becomes an adult and takes over his family's properties from the Ministry of Magic, he can become a rich man with peace of mind.

In contrast, Hera looked much poorer. It stands to reason that the Lestrange family also had some property, but those were used as post-war reparations to appease the innocent families who were hurt by Bellatrix and the Rodolphs. In fact, this was just the rhetoric of the Ministry of Magic.As for where they went, I guess no one can really figure it out, and they have long been divided up by the entangled major parties of the Ministry of Magic.

"Hmm." Putting back the messy thoughts in her head, Hera nodded, "Well, I'm also very happy to be back at Hogwarts, children, what's the matter with you? I'm sure you didn't intend to tell me how happy you are, right?"

"Yes." Harry hung his head, looking extremely frustrated.

Holding the book in her hand, Hermione said loudly, "Hera, you must help Harry. He was in solitary confinement with Umbridge recently, but she obviously used unruly methods. You have to see this." She gave Harry a stern look, and he was hiding his hands behind his back.

Harry still had his hands behind his back, he didn't dare to show them.Hermione slapped him hard on the back of the hand, and there was a loud 'snap' at the door of the auditorium.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, Hera is annoying enough." Harry reluctantly held out his hand in front of Hera.

Hera took a closer look and saw that there were no scars on it. It was white and normal, but he quickly noticed the abnormality. He raised Harry's hand in front of his eyes. He narrowed his eyes and said softly, "It's a very interesting little magic. I will teach you how to break it. It only takes a little cleverness."

"I told you a long time ago, you should have told the professor." Hermione said with her head up, as if they should have listened to her long ago.

"Okay, come to my office. Are you all right?" Hera let go of Harry's hand, turned and led them upstairs.

"In this way, as long as Umbridge is punishing you, a small diversion spell is enough, but you'd better remember to feign pain." Hera handed the parchment to Harry, and he wrote the spell on it.

Harry took the parchment and thanked him sincerely: "Thank you so much, Hera, I just don't know what to say--Umbridge is really disgusting."

"Okay, don't think so much, Dumbledore will take care of everything." Hera rubbed Harry's messy hair, which always stayed on his head unruly.

"If you have any questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts, you can come to the office and find me, Hermione, you know the password."

They all understood Hera's meaning, nodded towards Hera and left the office together.

"Well, what should I do tomorrow?" Hera threw herself on the bed after seeing off the three little guys. He didn't think about what he could do when he came back. Hugging the pillow and looking at the ceiling, Hera murmured, "I'd better continue to disgust Umbridge tomorrow, after all, she has caused so many things."

"And, didn't Umbridge disagree with the use of magic?"

"I still have a way"

Hera fell asleep on the bed after thinking about it, and when he woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. He had slept for more than ten hours, but this did not completely restore his energy.He would never have woken if Tom hadn't blocked his nostrils.

"Hera, take me out to have a look, I haven't seen so many people before!" Tom happily rolled on Hera's quilt, it was more like a dog at the moment.

Hera patted it on the head impatiently, "Okay, Tom, I still have business to do, stay in my collar pocket obediently, don't show your head, just like yesterday, it's fine."

"No problem, Hera, I'm the best at hiding things." Tom assured.

Hera put on a new cloak and carefully put Tom in his pocket. Before going out, he emphasized again: "Don't talk casually, especially in front of that child named Harry, he can understand Parseltongue."

"Ah? Is it another guy who can communicate with me?" Tom's eyes were obviously brighter, which made Hera a little worried about whether it could do what it promised.

Hera patted it on the head angrily, "Yes, but if I find out that you have revealed any information, I will definitely throw you into the Forbidden Forest immediately."

"The Forbidden Forest? What is that place? Is it fun?" Tom hadn't realized the danger, and it was true. Leaving the ravine of Gaunt's old house, the luxurious boarding school Hogwarts was an eye-opener for him.

Hera pushed Tom's head back into her pocket. "It's fun. There are unicorns, acromants, etc. in it. I don't think they would mind slowing down the taste. After all, you may be a new thing to them."

"Don't throw me into the Forbidden Forest!" Tom protested loudly. "I'll bite you if you do that."

"Then see if you can be obedient." Hera pinched Tom's tail, not in the mood to chat with Tom anymore, and he planned to find Professor Dumbledore. He had an idea that Dumbledore needed to agree to.

When he came to the door of Dumbledore's office, he was surprised to find that the password had expired, apparently because Dumbledore had changed it.

He tried everything from cockroach piles and bloody lollipops to honey ice cream and raspberry jam, and he almost read the Honeydukes merchandise list, but the password was always incorrect.

"Maybe Dumbledore changed his taste." Hera could only comfort herself in this way, and then he went all the way down from the eighth floor to the basement classroom. Compared with Snape, he must know the new password of the principal's office.

Fortunately, Snape wasn't in class this time. He was brewing potions in the classroom. It was obviously a very advanced potion. Even though Hera wasn't good at it, just looking at the messy materials on the table, Hera could imagine how complicated the making process was.

"Severus, are you busy?" Hera said softly, lest the sound of his voice startle Snape and ruin the potion he was brewing.

"Obviously, Mr. Lestrange." Snape said in a cold tone, he seemed not in a good mood, "what made you interested in disturbing the poor Potions professor in the cold, damp dungeon?"

"Uh..." Hera hadn't heard Snape speak in such a poisonous tone for several years, and he couldn't react at once.

"Actually, what I want to ask you is, do you know what the password of Dumbledore's office is changed to? I have something to discuss with him first." Hera waited for a few seconds before speaking.

"Hook kiss." Snape's lips trembled slightly, uttering the word in a very soft voice.

"Hook kiss? What a strange password, it's not candy?"

　It's the end of the month, I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival, add a new chapter, and thank you for your support, another month has passed, it's really a troublesome February, the Chinese New Year exhausted the author, but fortunately it's all over.

　　The Lunar Year of the Ox can be regarded as the beginning of the curtain. I hope it will be a good year. Don't be hindered by the epidemic anymore, and you will overcome it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)