Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 356
"Hera!"

"Shh!" Hera put her fingers up in front of her lips, "Go in quickly, Harry and the others have been waiting for you for a long time."

A few young wizards passed Hera, walked quickly to the opposite side of the tapestry where the troll beat Barnabas with a stick, went back and forth three times, and entered the Room of Requirement.

In this case, Hera did not know how many times she said it.

About an hour later, they ended the practice, but Hera didn't see Harry's figure all the time. Many little wizards had already slipped out. The expressions on their faces were not as happy as before. Instead, they looked a little depressed, as if they were dissatisfied with this gathering.

"Where's Harry? Did you see him?" Hera asked. The pair of dark-skinned sisters passed by Hera. They shook their heads, "He's probably still in the classroom."

"Well, it seems that I need to remind him." Hera sighed, and said to the sisters, "You'd better go back to the dormitory as soon as possible, and be careful not to be seen by Umbridge."

"Thank you, we know." The two dark-skinned sisters nodded and quickly walked down the stairs beside Hera.

Hera walked towards the tapestry where the troll beat the silly Barnabas, concentrating on thinking 'I need a classroom to practice spells' X3, when he turned around for the third time, a very smooth door appeared on the wall, and Hera couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

"It's interesting, it's very interesting."

Seeing it with his own eyes is far more wonderful than hearing it with his ears. Hera even imagined what would happen if he asked the Room of Requirement to give him a room that could not be given to the Room of Requirement?
This is definitely no less than the famous paradox of omnipotence, even Hera knows this paradox, which is used by wizards to ridicule the ignorance of Muggles: a god is omnipotent, so can he create a stone that he cannot lift?
The same should apply to the Room of Response.

But Hera didn't intend to try it. God knows that this kind of unreliable idea will make the Room of Requirement give him some kind of room. Maybe as soon as the door is opened, there will be dozens of black wizards chanting the death curse on the person at the door. After all, as long as everyone who knows is dead, then there will be no problem.

Hera held the doorknob, opened it, and walked into the spacious room, which was lit by torches, just like Snape's dungeon.

"Ah! I didn't mean it, I didn't see anything." After speaking, Hera closed the door quickly.Harry in the room stared in the direction of the door dumbfounded. He couldn't believe that someone would break in at this moment.

"Oh, so did anyone see it?" Qiu Zhang wiped his mouth, took a small step back, and looked nervously in the direction of the door.

Harry smiled awkwardly, pinched his thigh vigorously with his fingers to calm himself down, "I don't think he saw anything."

"I'm going back first." Qiu Zhang said, she straightened her robe and left the room quickly.

And Hera, after exiting the door, showed a playful smile, "Harry has grown up. He has grown so big in a blink of an eye."

Before long, Cho Zhang rushed out from the Room of Requirement. She covered her face, as if she was afraid that Hera would see her clearly, but Hera remembered very clearly that he did not make fun of her, but moved to the edge of the corridor, allowing Cho Zhang to escape directly from the corridor.

After a few minutes, Harry also came out of the room slowly, rubbing his hands awkwardly, "Hera, you didn't see anything, did you?"

"Nothing," said Hera, to Harry's relief, "if you mean just happened to see you kissing the little Ravenclaw girl."

"You!" Harry blushed almost instantly.

"Relax, don't worry about this, these are all normal things, Hogwarts does not object to free love." Hera winked at him, "Of course, if I know that you are taking advantage of a little privilege at the assembly, but to girls."

"How is it possible, am I that kind of person in your heart?" Harry's face was completely flushed, and it seemed as if hot air was coming from the top of his head, "How could I do such a thing?"

"That's good." Hera nodded, humming a ditty and walked towards the principal's office. He decided to tell Dumbledore about this. At the same time, Hera finally let go of her long-standing worries. Harry was still Harry, not Voldemort's Horcrux.

It is impossible for Voldemort to blush like this for a little girl, even if it is pretending, his pride will not allow it.

The news deserved to make Dumbledore happy - maybe he would?
But more likely, Dumbledore was unresponsive.

After all, he only regarded Harry as a Horcrux container. If he had any feelings, it would be too ridiculous.

"Hera!" Harry called to Hera who turned to leave, and he winked slyly at Hera, "You will keep it a secret for me, right? Just like I promised you before."

Hera recalled it in her mind, nodded reluctantly, "Probably."

Harry pumped his fist excitedly, and walked quickly towards the stairs, and almost instantly, the sound of his cheerful footsteps echoed in the castle.

"Well, think about it carefully, you really don't seem to have kept any secrets for me, but we have been wiping your ass for you." Hera smiled wryly, and walked quickly towards the principal's office. He couldn't wait to tell Dumbledore, whether Dumbledore cared or not.

After all, gossip is the funniest thing, isn't it?

At Hogwarts, there were few things that excited Hera so much.

He read the order and went to the principal's office through the stairs. Dumbledore looked even older. When Hera pushed the door open, Dumbledore was staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze—maybe it was contemplation, but in Hera's view, it was just a daze.

"Oh, what made you so happy?" Dumbledore noticed Hera's arrival almost immediately, he turned back directly, sat on his throne-like chair, and asked with a smile.

Hera just smiled, and didn't rush to say anything. He pulled a chair from the side and put it in front of the desk, and sat down across the desk from Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, I think this must be told to you." Hera lowered her voice, which aroused Dumbledore's curiosity. "About Harry"

"Oh? You saw something about the appointment—"

"No, Harry is in love. He secretly kissed a Ravenclaw girl in the classroom." Hera couldn't help laughing, but quickly suppressed it, and said in a dull tone: "That girl seems to be Mr. Diggory's girlfriend."

"I think Harry will take care of all this, right?" Dumbledore said flatly, without showing a trace of curiosity.

This also fits Hera's guess at Dumbledore's reaction - it's almost impossible to sway Dumbledore's mind.

"Harry is the real Harry, the Harry we know, not possessed by a Horcrux." Hera said seriously.

Dumbledore nodded faintly, "I know." Before Hera could speak, he continued, "But I believe that you also know, Harry, he—"

"But he is not yet, we must have a way." Hera slammed the table, which startled Dumbledore, but made him laugh instead.

This made Hera a little puzzled, "What's so funny about this?"

"Hera, you have never noticed how much you have changed, but I can see that you have become so outstanding that I don't even know if I am doing the right thing." Dumbledore clapped his hands and said, with a wider smile on his face.

"Maybe it's just that you read it wrong, maybe?" Hera didn't directly refute, but asked instead.

"No, I don't believe I'm old enough to be dizzy." Dumbledore replied with a smile.

In fact, Hera could also feel the changes in herself. If it was her past self, she would have run away by this time, how could she still be in Hogwarts?
What?Penello?
Is it more important than your own life?
Maybe Hera herself didn't know when this change happened, but he was already different from the past.

"Don't talk about that, I think there is good news from Harry." Hera changed the subject and said.

Dumbledore seemed to nod, Hera didn't see it very clearly, "As I said before, it doesn't matter—"

"I know, as long as he dies." Hera said blankly, he was almost numb, just killing Harry could kill Voldemort, there is simply no more profitable business than this.

"That's right," Dumbledore nodded. "This is something we agreed on a long time ago, isn't it?"

"And does Severus know?" Hera took a deep breath, asking for his friend.

Dumbledore just shook his head without answering.

"He will be very angry when he knows that you have used him, and he may break all your plans." Hera said.

"He won't," said Dumbledore gravely. "There's no way he'll like that boy."

"I hope so," Hera said.

The conversation between them was quickly over, because Hera and Dumbledore could not help but talk about this topic, and it would kill the chat, leaving them in eternal silence.

On the other hand, Harry was still in shock. Of course, it wasn't because Hera caught him kissing Cho Chang. Of course, this also accounted for part of the reason. In fact, he still couldn't believe that he actually kissed Cho Chang, so that he sat in the common room blankly, not even noticing that almost everyone went back to sleep.

Only Hermione and Ron were still with him - maybe Ron was trying to finish his Transfiguration homework, since he barely moved a word.Hermione was writing a very, very long letter, half filled with parchment, hanging from the edge of the table, looking dizzying at first glance, and didn't even want to know what was written on it.

"What's got you stuck?" Ron asked.Harry sank into the armchair next to Hermione.

Harry didn't answer.He was in shock, half wanting to tell Ron and Hermione what had just happened, half wanting to take the secret to the grave.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Hermione asked, looking up at him from the tip of her pen.

Harry shrugged absently.In fact, he doesn't know whether he is good or not.

"What's the matter?" Ron propped himself up on his elbows to get a good look at Harry. "What happened?"

Harry didn't know what to say to them, and wasn't sure whether to.Just when he decided not to, Hermione took it over.

"Is it Qiu?" She asked lightly, "Did she block you after the meeting?"

Slightly surprised, Harry nodded.Ron chuckled, and stopped quickly when he saw Hermione's gaze.

"Then—what does she want?" he asked in a casual tone.

"She—" Harry's voice was a little hoarse, and he cleared his throat, "she—"

"Did you kiss?" Hermione asked dryly.

Ron sat up abruptly, knocking the ink bottle and rolling it on the carpet.He didn't care, just stared at Harry eagerly.

"Did you take it?" he asked.

Harry saw Hermione's slightly frowning brows from Ron's curious and excited face, and nodded.

"what!"

They obviously couldn't believe it was real - it was just Hermione, Ron pumped his fists triumphantly, seemingly in relief, and made several of the younger students jump to their feet with a cackle of laughter.

Ron even started rolling on the ground, which made Hermione very speechless, and Harry squeezed out a very forced smile, he didn't know how he should behave in the face of such a reaction from his good friend.

I have to say that Ron's appearance is a bit annoying. He seems to regard Cho Chang as part of Harry's military medal. This is extremely disgusting to Hermione, and even Harry can't say he is happy.

"So," said Ron, looking up at Harry at last, "how's it going?"

Harry thought for a while.

"wet."

"Oh!!!" Ron let out a strange cry, it was hard to tell whether it was celebration or disgust.

Hermione closed the book abruptly and said to Ron with a straight face, "You're the worst bastard I've ever had the misfortune to meet." She left the common room quickly, taking her half-roll of parchment with her.

Harry went back to the dormitory resentfully, closed the curtains, and lay on the bed, his whole mind still thinking about what happened before.

Maybe next time...if there is a next time...she'll be happier.He was supposed to ask her out, she was probably expecting him to talk, and was mad at him now...or was she lying in bed, crying for Cedric?He didn't know what to think.Hermione's explanation seemed to complicate it all rather than make it easier to understand.

This should be taught in school, he thought, turning over, a girl's mind... at least it's much more useful than a divination class.

Neville sniffled in his sleep when an owl hooted in the distance.

Harry dreamed that he was back in D. A．In the meeting room, Cho complained that he tricked her into coming, saying that he promised to give her 150 chocolate frog cards if she came.Harry justified... Cho cried out: "Cedric gave me lots and lots of chocolate frog pictures, look!"

She took handfuls of pictures from under her robe and threw them into the air.

(End of this chapter)