Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 435 For the greater good, I can die, you can't be exposed.

"Well, gentlemen, you have won, you have won." Mr. Bo Jin begged for mercy. He lay down on the table decadently, and muttered in his mouth: "They will definitely take revenge on me and kill me."

"Then, let's talk about it." Hera sat on the chair, confident of winning.

Mr. Bokin tried to wipe the sweat off his forehead with a rag on the table, but Moody gave him a stare and his hands were suspended in mid-air, unable to move up or down.

"Okay, Alastor, take it easy." Hera said softly.

"I just wanted to wipe off my sweat," said Borgin, who, from the tone of his voice, was terribly frightened. "But what do you want to know? You haven't even asked a question."

"I don't want to repeat it," Hera said, staring at Borgin. "I need to know what Malfoy said and did with you."

"No problem, no problem." Mr. Bojin wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with the torn rag, "He just bought some products in the store and asked about some repairing skills."

"What's there?" Moody growled angrily.

"The opal necklace and the hand of glory are just these two things!" Mr. Bojin said immediately, "Then he also asked how to restore the disappearing cabinet."

"The disappearing cabinet?" Hera repeated in a low voice. "Did he bring the disappearing cabinet?"

"No, he said that thing must be kept far away, and I just need to tell him how to fix it. That's all I really told him." Mr. Bokin said with trepidation.

"There is definitely a conspiracy in this." Moody turned around and approached Hera and whispered.Hera nodded, indicating that he understood.

After a long silence, Mr. Borgin kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a rag, over and over again. His cloak had slipped to the floor, but he didn't dare to show any intention of picking it up. His eyes flicked back and forth between Hera and Moody's faces.

Hera finally spoke, "Bojin, do you have a disappearing cabinet here?"

"That's right, there is one here, but I don't know where the other end of it leads to. The disappearing cabinets are all in pairs, and the other one has long been lost." Mr. Bokin said immediately, "Maybe where Malfoy got the news about the other disappearing cabinet, then I don't know."

"Yeah." Hera nodded thoughtfully, "Did Malfoy say anything else?"

"He only told me to keep this disappearing cabinet, and nothing else," Mr. Bokin said.

"Very well, thank you for your cooperation." Hera nodded with a smile, and at the same time gave Mr. Bojin a meaningful look, and said to Moody beside him, "Alastor, I think we have been bothering you for a long time, Mr. Bokin, I hope you can continue to be a legal businessman."

"Of course, of course," murmured Mr. Birkin, bowing.

Hera waved away from the stool, and Moody followed behind him, keeping his eyes fixed on Borgin.

When Hera waved his hand, Mr. Bojin's pupils dilated suddenly, but he concealed the shock in his heart well. He stood behind the bar and waited until Hera and the others left the small shop, and he sat down on the ground.

"Slytherin's ring, I won't admit it...I won't admit it" A phantom of a ring floated in Mr. Bogin's mind. "I've got to do something, or they won't let me go. Fenrir Greyback comes around every now and then. I've got to tell him sometime."

Moody followed Hera on Knockturn Alley and asked in a low voice, "Do you really believe him?"

"I believe," Hera replied in a low voice, wrapping her hood tightly, "he has no reason to deceive us. Borgin is a guy with no bottom line, but he has always valued his own life the most."

"I always thought he should be taken back to the Ministry," mumbled Moody, who shook his head and spat secretly.

Hera stopped and looked into Moody's real eyes, "You don't really think that Bokin guy has no backs, do you? I don't think we can keep him today. Once—"

"I know, that's what I said." Moody curled his lips, "I haven't moved for a long time, my hands are a little idle!"

"If you really have time, I hope you can go to Azkaban." Hera said after thinking for a while.

Moody frowned slightly, but quickly realized, "You mean Big Malfoy?"

"Yes, although the Malfoy family is always so annoying, it has to be said that they are not very firmly on the side of the Dark Lord." Hera whispered, "We need an undercover agent, an undercover agent that the Dark Lord will not suspect."

"But Severus isn't—"

"Severus was not notified of this operation, I think they have already suspected Severus." Hera looked around and said quickly.

Moody's frown deepened, "It doesn't make sense, they have no reason to doubt Severus."

"We don't know what's going on, but something went wrong." Hera said helplessly. "By the way, are you going back to the castle? I don't think the professors would mind having one more person at dinner. It's really cold today."

"Forget it," said Moody gruffly. "The Castle isn't a good memory for me. I was locked up in the basement for a year. I never got a lot of teaching opportunities."

"To make matters worse, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who is loved by the students turned out to be a Death Eater." Hera taunted mercilessly.

Moody gritted his teeth and said, "If I catch that guy who sneaked up on me, I will definitely not let him go!"

"Well, I think Barty Crouch Jr. has been punished." Hera said awkwardly. In fact, he was also involved in the attack on Moody, which was already in the summer of 1994.

"It's not just him, definitely not, at least three of them, I'll bet," growled Moody gruffly.

"Then I hope you can catch them as soon as possible." Hera nodded against her will.

"I will do it."

After returning to the castle, everything looked as usual, but Hera looked at Malfoy much differently, which naturally couldn't be hidden from Professor Snape who was close to him.

Every now and then during dinner Snape would sneak a glance at Hera, as if trying to figure out what trick he was up to.

"Severus, I'm a little confused about potion science. I wonder if it's convenient to come to your office after dinner to talk about it?" Hera put down the knife and fork and said softly. Penelope didn't come again this evening, which made him feel a little worried. Penelope said before that she was not feeling well.

"If your head wasn't filled with achnatherum, you wouldn't get an 'E' in OWLs," Snape said coldly, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.Hera's excuse was really far-fetched, but it didn't matter, anyway, no one would believe that they were just discussing potions after dinner.

In the evening, at seven o'clock, Hera pushed open the door of Snape's office. There was no change from before, and the bottles and jars had a cold luster.

"You came."

"I'm coming." Hera closed the door, and took out her wand to strengthen her protection.

"Tell me, what's the news?" said Snape, his dark eyes gleaming. "You left the castle again today, didn't you!?"

"That's right, I went to Knockturn Alley." Hera admitted directly, "I've already learned everything from Mr. Bokin, at least I generally know what he's going to do."

"Aren't you worried about scaring the snake?" Snape looked at Hera for a moment, then stroked his mouth with a long thin finger.

"He dared not tell them," Hera said. "If they knew what he had revealed, the first person to get rid of would be Mr. Borgin."

Snape looked at Hera for a moment, still running his fingers over his mouth, and then spoke slowly, as if weighing each word.

"What if he betrayed you? I have no doubt he would have sold you to gain Bellatrix's trust, even if they didn't have much trust in him."

"Then we have nothing to lose, we just picked everything apart. But the Dark Lord didn't dare to speak out, he didn't dare to let this matter get out, otherwise his grass-roots team would collapse." Hera shrugged and said, "Anyway, he has already made up his mind to get rid of me, and he won't give up because of what I have done."

Snape stared at Hera for a while, then said slowly, "Maybe you're right."

"Actually, I have basically figured out Malfoy's plan." Hera said suddenly, without giving Snape a chance to speak, he continued: "The Vanishing Cabinet, he kept a Vanishing Cabinet in Mr. Borgin's store, and I have reason to suspect that another Vanishing Cabinet is in the castle. Although I haven't figured out how he got it in, there is no doubt that he intends to use the Vanishing Cabinet to let a large number of Death Eaters break into the castle."

Snape was silent, his eyes narrowed, and his lips moved slightly, "Once Hogwarts is defeated, then for the Dark Lord, there will be no existence in the wizarding world that can resist his footsteps. The Ministry of Magic is only a matter of time."

"That's right, he doesn't have to worry about the Death Eaters betraying him, because he's unstoppable." Hera said firmly.

Snape sighed, and said bluntly, "You'd better tell me you thought of a way to break the situation."

"Unfortunately," Hera shook her head, "I can't think of any other way except to tie Malfoy up. The only advantage we have now is that there is still a period of time. According to Mr. Bokin, the Vanishing Cabinet in Malfoy's hand has been damaged, and he has been busy repairing it for about a semester. We still have time before he fixes the Vanishing Cabinet."

"But he might fix it in the next moment, and then a large number of Death Eaters stormed the castle." Snape said coldly, "You can't expect me to be on your side."

"I understand, for the greater good." Hera nodded. He understood what Snape meant. If he was destined to die, it was far better to let Snape continue to lurk than to reveal his identity.

"Where did you learn that phrase?" Snape said, frowning.

Hera chuckled and shook her head, "Grindelwald."

"You'd better be careful," said Snape with deep jealousy. "He's no ordinary old man in his dying days."

"But we have to deny that, to a certain extent, his ideas are correct." Hera said with a smile, "For example, he is firm in his ideals, even though the ideals are ridiculous."

Snape said coldly, "You're playing with fire."

"I may die at any time, this is out of my control." Hera roared with a low voice, "I have done everything Dumbledore told me, and I even teach Harry Potter every weekend. I don't know what I did wrong, but I was dragged to this place."

Snape gave Hera a deep look, and said quietly, "Maybe you shouldn't have returned to Hogwarts in the first place."

"Oh, yes," Hera laughed self-deprecatingly, "Maybe I shouldn't have returned to Hogwarts in the first place."

After a long silence, no one said anything, Snape suddenly said, "I'll keep an eye on Malfoy for you."

"Thank you." Hera stood up, it was time for him to leave, and he had finished speaking.But before he reached the door, the door was suddenly knocked heavily.

"Did you date someone else?" Hera asked back.

Snape shook his head.

"I hope it wasn't Malfoy who fixed the disappearing cabinet." Hera sighed, put her hand in her pocket, held the wand tightly, then hid against the wall, and gently opened the door.

Harry rushed in, "Professor Snape, save Ron! Save him!"

"What's the matter?" Snape's face turned livid, he got up from his chair with a bang, and strode up to Harry, "What happened?"

"Ron he - he was poisoned -" Harry cried anxiously, "he's in the school hospital - Madam Pomfrey asked me to come to you -"

Snape strode sullenly past Harry, towards the door.

"Harry, tell me, what happened?" Hera walked away from the wall as if nothing had happened, and put her hand lightly on Harry's shoulder.

"We are at Professor Slughorn's place. Ron has taken the love potion. We hope that Professor Slughorn can make an antidote." Harry blushed and explained to Hera quickly, while pulling Hera towards the direction of the school hospital.

On the way, Hera finally learned what happened from Harry.After Professor Slughorn prepared the antidote to help Ron relieve the effect of the love potion, they drank a glass of mead together, and then Ron fell to the ground, twitching, breathing hard, and his skin began to turn blue.

"Harry, you have to calm down. We use the best potions masters, Professor Slughorn and Professor Snape. They will definitely be able to concoct the antidote. It's only a matter of time. You have to have confidence in them. Ron will be fine." Hera quickly comforted Harry, and at the same time rushed to the school hospital.

When he arrived at the school hospital, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, and Professor McGonagall were all there, and even Penello was here, and she was on the hospital bed next to her, looking at Ron worriedly.

"Minerva, have Ron's family been notified?"

(End of this chapter)