Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 364 A New Learner of Occlumency

In just three or two minutes, Leni came back. In fact, she didn't walk towards the elevator at all. She knew that it would be too easy to be spotted. She just walked to the tenth courtroom at the end of the corridor and carefully looked at the big black locks and magic patterns on it. The magic patterns of the Ministry of Magic are not so common. Even in the deserted screening room, almost the strictest confinement magic patterns are used to prevent prisoners from escaping.

"I think I can confirm that this is the Ministry of Magic." Leni nodded with a smile, "Very good workmanship. During the use of the Portkey, I can feel that the flight process is very smooth. I have to say that you are really an excellent Portkey craftsman."

"Lestrange's Portkey production level has been outstanding since my generation. You can go to Knockturn Alley to inquire about it. Even in England, my reputation is terrible." Hera said unceremoniously. In fact, it is true.Even the dark wizard in Knockturn Alley is also his loyal customer.

"So, where is my Galleon?"

"Here, here you are! You stingy vampire." Leni threw a large bag of Galleons into Hera's arms angrily. Hera just opened it, glanced at it, weighed it, and was basically sure that the number was right.

Hera put away Jin Gallon, rubbed her hands together, "Then, I want to consult something."

"Oh? Is there anything else you don't know?" Leni gave Hera a blank look, "We'd better go back immediately, I don't want to meet Aurors."

"Do you know Richfar Heilig?"

"Did that guy come to you too?" Leni asked with narrowed eyes.

Hera clapped her hands happily and said, "Sure enough, you know him."

"Of course, how could I not know him." Leni said through gritted teeth, "That damned guy"

"So can you talk to me?" Hera asked.

Leni glared at Hera, "Why should I tell you?"

"Because the Portkey is still in my hand." Hera raised her eyebrows.

"You're extorting!" Leni said angrily, once again regretting that she had given the Galleon to Hera early, and she was almost fooled by herself.

"That's right, my dear lady, this is blackmail. If you don't like to say that, you can understand it as giving advice to the confused Hera Lestrange." Hera said very happily, nothing is more pleasant than killing two birds with one stone.

"Why would someone ask you to do business, you bloody vampire." Leni cursed in a low voice.

Hera smiled even bigger, "Because my craftsmanship is unique. So, can I talk about it now?"

"Okay." Leni took a deep breath, and said slowly, "He used to be the most dazzling genius of the Heilig family. He showed extraordinary talent when he was in school, but he didn't know what to think after graduation and came to England. This surprised everyone. We all thought he would be the most outstanding saint."

Hera interrupted Leni, "But this summer, he suddenly woke up and returned to Germany?"

"How do you know?" Leni asked curiously.But Hera didn't answer, she went on:
"We are very happy to find that he has changed back to the previous him, standing firm in his beliefs and not thinking about those unrealistic things."

Hera felt a bit of a toothache. He seemed to know what was going on, and it was all because of his Forgetting Curse. In recent years, Richfar's thinking must have undergone a huge change, so that he got rid of the previously reversed thinking and returned to the embrace of the saint. Is this Hera digging a hole for herself?
But it seems that there is no major harm, at least for now.

"...Finally, he returned to the Ministry of Magic." After Leni finished speaking, she must have hidden some crucial information, which was impossible to tell Hera, so Hera didn't listen carefully at all.

"Okay, Miss Rozier, thank you very much for your answer." Hera nodded, took out the bowler hat from her pocket, and the two of them put their hands on it, turned around and returned to the outskirts of Hogsmeade again.

"Good luck, then." Hera said good-bye to Leni, who was still checking the bowler hat in case Hera would end up dropping it again.

"Oh." Leni nodded perfunctorily, she was worried about Hera.

"Come to me if you have anything to do, and I will provide you with the best help and do my best." Hera bowed slightly, for Jin Gallon's sake, she still had to talk about the situation, and disappeared like a gust of wind after speaking.

Hera returned to Black's old house through the fire of the three broomsticks, and once again declined Ms. Rosmerta's invitation. To be honest, he really doubted whether Ms. Rosmerta had taken a fancy to him. After all, his 'beauty' was absolutely top-notch in the magic world, even the Malfoy family couldn't compare.

"I'm really under a lot of pressure to be good." Hera sighed. After he returned to Black's old house, he bent down on the table and wrote a letter almost immediately. He planned to write a letter to Voldemort about Kreacher. He really didn't want to eat the breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper prepared by Mrs. Weasley Mollie throughout the Christmas holiday.

That was just too painful! ! !
I don't know how the Weasleys could stand it.

And Hera also had a very righteous reason: right now, he was surrounded by a large number of members of the Order of the Phoenix, and he needed Kreacher to help him do something to avoid their sight.

The letter was addressed to Malfoy Manor, and Hera wasn't sure if Voldemort was still at Malfoy Manor, but there was no doubt that Malfoy would tell Voldemort - even if they didn't dare to open the envelope.

But Voldemort must be very relieved, after all, Hera has not betrayed so far - at least there is still some news, even though more than three months have passed.

Hera also explained his recent actions in the letter. In order to help Lord Voldemort win over the next generation of the wizarding world, he did not hesitate to go to war with the Ministry of Magic, causing Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic to spend a lot of time and energy on these irrelevant matters.

In fact, when Hera wrote this, he realized that he was really a qualified undercover agent. This made him a little worried. Wouldn't he really have the ability to screw everything up?
In short, I believe Voldemort will be very satisfied after reading the letter, because Hera did a good job and gave them a lot of time to accumulate strength.

"Hera, it's dinner." Harry's voice sounded from the door.

"Ah!?" Hera was very different, "Haven't you guys had dinner yet?"

"Mrs. Weasley insisted on waiting for your return."

Hera looked up at the clock, it was already six o'clock, it seemed that they had waited for him for at least an hour.

"Okay, I'll be down soon." Hera tied the letter to the owl's leg and sent it out.Quickly started walking downstairs.

"After a day or two, you can eat Kreacher's craftsmanship, and then you can cook for another day or two"

"Molly, I have good news for you. I plan to hire a house-elf so that you will not be so tired and have more time to spend with Arthur. He needs you to take good care of him now." Hera said during dinner, and Voldemort would most likely return Kreacher to him.

On the second day before Christmas, Kreacher returned to Black's old house. It seemed to be doing well under Voldemort's hands. His long matted hair was combed, and the worn-out tea towel on his body was replaced with a brand new one. There is no doubt that Voldemort would not allow his fellows to lose face, even house-elves.

Until the last day of the holiday, Mrs. Weasley praised Kreacher, which made Kreacher very embarrassed, but because of Hera's existence, he could only agree to it-every time Molly was about to praise her, she disappeared immediately.That was probably for the best, but Molly always thought Kreacher was just shy.

"It could just be that it hasn't heard a word of praise for too long."

"Maybe." Hera didn't agree.

Today, Snape came, and he was waiting for Harry in the living room, while Mrs. Weasley went upstairs to ask Harry to come down, and Hera chatted with him.

"how are things?"

"It's not bad." Snape squeezed out a few words coldly, but if he could answer, it proved that he was not disgusted.

"Dumbledore asked me to give this to you." Snape took out an envelope from his pocket, the wax on the letter paper hadn't been torn off, obviously Snape hadn't opened it.

Hera raised her eyebrows, "That's great, but what is Dumbledore going to do? I mean—you know, that boy." Hera lowered her voice, knowing that Snape understood what he meant.At the same time, he secretly took the envelope and carefully stuffed it into his robe pocket.

"He doesn't think it's a good thing, but it's definitely not a bad thing either," said Snape, who kept looking up at the clock, looking anxious.

Hera glanced at the clock, it was only five minutes since Snape entered the door, "Don't be in such a hurry, right?"

"I almost forgot, you're a wizard with absolutely no combat experience." Snape sneered, "If he doesn't come down—"

"Here I am," said Harry indignantly. He came down the stairs and saw Snape and Hera sitting on the sofa with two cups of hot tea on the table, but neither of them did anything.The atmosphere is obviously not bad, but the tea is a little too hot, and it is still steaming.

Snape looked up, his face framed by a curtain of greasy black hair.

"Sit down, Potter."

"Don't be so serious, take it easy, Severus didn't come to punish you." Hera leaned back, Harry seemed to have a natural fear of Snape, even though Harry didn't make any mistakes at all, he was still so timid.

Unless Harry had gotten a bad grade on his last assignment, and he knew exactly what that was, but obviously that wasn't worth Snape's chasing all the way to Grimmauld Place.

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

"Hera, don't interrupt me, I need Potter to be more vigilant, at least he can firmly remember every word I say." Snape said in his tone as cold as a poisonous snake, and glanced at Hera's mouth.

"Understood." Hera said and made a gesture of zipping her mouth, signaling that she would not interrupt him again.

"Very good." Snape nodded slightly on his pale face, "I should have talked to you alone, Potter, at Dumbledore's order." There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, maybe a normal smile, but he might not be used to it, "But Hera, obviously, is very familiar with what I'm going to say next, so he has to stay here."

"Oh." Hera couldn't help but chuckled, no doubt, this was a mockery of Dumbledore.He didn't know if there was anything he could do to help, or something about Harry.

"The headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to learn Occlumency this semester." Snape said without a trace of a smile, probably very angry about this matter, also, he and Potter have always had a bad relationship, but now he wants to teach him Occlumency.

It's just disgusting, isn't it?
It's really like something that old bee Dumbledore can do!

"Huh!?" Hera's eyes widened, Occlumency?How could he teach it? Snape had taught it before and had almost forgotten it. Who remembers what he said back then.

"Study what?" Harry asked blankly.

Snape sneered, it was definitely mocking, no doubt about it.At the same time, he gave Hera a look, signaling for him to speak something.

Hera had no choice but to rack her brains and think hard, recalling the scene when she first learned Occlumency, "Well, Occlumency is a spell that prevents the brain from being invaded by outsiders. It's a rare kind of magic, but it's very useful, and it needs to be practiced."

"What about the back?"

"forgotten."

"You - hopeless idiot." Snape cursed secretly, as if he felt that he had been wasting all his efforts teaching Hera before, although he used it well.

"I've learned it," Hera muttered.

"May I ask a question?" Harry's heart was beating wildly.Prevent foreign invasion?But he wasn't possessed by Voldemort, everyone said so
"Why should I learn this stuff?" he asked.

"Because the Headmaster thinks it's necessary," Snape said condescendingly, "you have private tutoring once a week, but you can't tell anyone, especially Dolores Umbridge, understand?"

"Understood," said Harry. "Who's going to teach me? Hera?"

"I." Snape raised his eyebrows, "but Hera will assist me, and he is also in charge of your affairs."

"It's not bad." Harry was in a pretty good mood, and having Hera around made him feel a lot more at ease.

"Why can't Dumbledore teach him, Severus, can't you teach him alone?" Hera asked desperately, "Why should I come too? I'm really not good at Occlumency!!!"

Harry didn't seem to expect Hera to say that, he opened his mouth wide, "Huh!?"

(End of this chapter)