Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 450 The Silent Truth, The Tower of Despair

"Sybil, I also know a lot about the Celestial Eye, it never guides people for no reason—" Hera said impatiently, and Sybil's stumbling lies were too hypocritical.

"Oh! You know the Celestial Eye, that really saves a lot of effort." Professor Trelawney looked very happy, and even for a moment, Hera thought he was wrong, because this is not something to be happy about.

Hera approached Professor Trelawney and blocked her in the corner, "Sybil, I have to explain again, I know you want to enter the Room of Requirement, and maybe we don't need such complicated circles. I know what you have done these years, and you don't need to put the way of dealing with students on me at all."

"Oh, well, maybe so," said Trelawney uneasily, and suddenly she grabbed Hera's arm, and the bony arm suddenly grabbed Hera's wrist, hard, very hard.

"Time and time again, no matter how I swing—"

She dramatically pulled another card from under her layers of shawls.

"—the tower struck by lightning," she murmured, "disaster, misfortune, draws nearer."

Hera's eyes were shining brightly, and he withdrew his hand suddenly, "Yes, maybe the eye of heaven told you the future, but for me, the future is uncertain, and I am confident that I can change it. If I can't do it, I'm willing, it's my destiny."

"You think so?" Trelawney seemed to think about it for a moment. "It's a dire prophecy, and it might—"

"I know, I'll accept it." Hera said decisively, not giving Trelawney a chance to continue. "I think you'd better go back to the North Tower. I don't want to hear of students seeing their Divination professor drunk in the hallway."

"Oh, yes, yes," said Trelawney desolately, as if upset that no one understood her talent.She bent down, picked up her sherry bottle, and threw it into a large blue and white vase on the alcove next to it.

"By the way, Hera, I heard someone's voice inside. I entered the house, but I have never encountered it in these years. I think someone must be inside." Trelawney said suddenly after being silent for a long time.She thought that if Hera didn't tell this news, she would regret it.

"Someone's voice? What are you talking about?"

"I don't know if it was something," Trelawney said. "It was... shouting."

"Shouting?"

"That's right," she said, nodding her head. "Happy shouting."

There was another silence, and Trelawney smiled awkwardly, and waved her hand tediously, explaining to Hera that she intended to leave.

"Sybil, I really miss you when you were in class," Hera said in a deep voice. He looked at Trelawney's back and felt a little heartbroken. He seemed to see his own shadow, which reminded him of many things in the past. "You have always been a good prophet. I believe you will adjust."

Trelawney's footsteps paused, and she said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Principal." Her voice seemed to be crying, but she tried her best to restrain it, which made her voice sound weird.

"Sybil, help me wake up Severus and let him come to my office, okay? If you can, please help me find the whereabouts of my pet in the castle." Hera said suddenly when Trelawney was about to pass the corner of the corridor and disappear from his sight.

"Ah."

Hera closed her eyes sadly, and glanced at the wall—behind it was the Room of Requirement—knowing that the time had come, Malfoy must have fixed the disappearing cabinet, and his plan was almost at the last moment, he tremblingly pulled out the brass jug from his waist, and took a swig, as if this would shock him, or it might be for some other reason, he always glanced deeply at the wall, and then walked away quickly.

Hera was sitting in the office, everything was quiet, but there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and then the door was pushed open.

"Mr. Principal, I found your pet." Trelawney took Tom out of her arms and handed it to Hera. At the same time, she moved away to reveal Harry behind her. "There is also a student who goes out at night."

"Sir, I... I just wanted to—" Harry lowered his head, not daring to look up at Hera, for fear of being guessed by him. He planned to secretly wear the cloak of invisibility and go to the Response Room to find the prince's book, "I want to talk to you!"

"Oh? Talk to me?" Hera stood up and waved to Trelawney. "Sybil is sorry for your trouble. I think you'd better go back and rest. As for Severus, I will go to him later."

"Oh, no problem, Mr. Headmaster." Professor Trelawney took a look at Harry, turned and left.

When the door was closed, Hera seemed to be talking to herself, "It's already here."

"Sorry, what are you talking about?" Harry asked, his voice full of gunpowder, which made Hera very different.

He raised his head and looked into Harry's green eyes, filled with hatred and anger, "Harry, what's going on?"

"I know it all, Professor Trelawney told me everything," said Harry loudly, "I know what Snape did—"

"You know?" Hera asked in surprise, and he sighed deeply, "I didn't intend to tell you, and you shouldn't know, this is what I agreed with him—"

"But how could you keep it from me? How could you keep it from me?" said Harry extremely loudly. "It was Snape! It was he who told Voldemort the prophecy, it was he who eavesdropped outside the room, and it was Trelawney who told me!"

Hera's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized that he and Harry didn't seem to be talking about the same thing, which made him breathe a long sigh of relief.But he still pretended to be shocked and asked, "When did you know this?"

"Just found out!" said Harry. "You're still letting him teach here, you and Dumbledore—he told Voldemort to go after my parents, and it's all because of him!"

Breathing heavily, as if in a struggle, Harry turned his back on Hera, who was still motionless, and paced up and down the study, rubbing the knuckles of his fingers, trying to resist the urge to throw things.

"Harry," Hera said calmly, he had recovered, "please listen to me."

Still pacing, Harry bit his lip as if it would calm him down, watching Hera's weary face.

"Professor Snape is undoubtedly guilty of a serious—"

"Don't tell me it was a mistake, sir, he was eavesdropping outside the room, and it doesn't have much to do with you." Harry broke into a horrible smile. "It must have been Dumbledore's decision, right? He told you to keep it from me?"

Hera looked hurt, but he was still going to say something for Dumbledore, "Please let me finish," Harry continued after nodding curtly, "Professor Snape made a serious mistake. He was still employed by Voldemort when he heard the first half of Professor Trelawney's prophecy, and as his master cared so much about it, naturally he hurried to tell his master what he heard. Which boy would the devil go after, and didn't know that the parents who were slaughtered would be people Snape knew, your mother and father—"

Harry sneered loudly.

"That is to say, if the child in the prophecy wasn't me, wouldn't I even have the right to blame him?" Harry asked, "This is different from what Dumbledore taught me. He asked me to always maintain a righteous heart. I won't let Snape do anything because it didn't hurt me."

Hera was silent. He didn't know how to answer Harry's words. It was really difficult to answer. He could only explain from another angle:

"Harry, you have no idea how regretful Snape was when he realized that Voldemort would have interpreted the prophecy that way. Both Dumbledore and I believed it was the greatest regret of his life, and the reason he came back—"

"But you didn't see that, did you?" said Harry meanly, trying to keep his voice calm but still trembling a little. "And he's a pretty good Occlumency master, isn't he, sir? You learned your Occlumency from him, didn't you?"

Hera nodded with great difficulty.

"Didn't Voldemort quite believe that Snape was on his side, even the Headmaster? How can you be sure, sir, that Snape is on our side?"

Hera didn't speak for a while, he was making up his mind that Harry could trust Snape, because he was an important part in the future.

"I'm sure I trust Severus Snape completely, and Dumbledore does the same."

Harry took a few deep breaths, as if trying to stabilize his emotions, but it was obviously useless, and he continued to say in the same loud voice as before: "I don't believe it! He's hooking up with Draco Malfoy now, right under your nose, and you still—"

"We've already discussed this, Harry," said Hera sternly. "I've told you my point of view, and if that's what you're after, I don't think there's a need for us to discuss it." He stood up, took Harry's arm and was about to let him go.

"I'm not going, don't figure this out, I'm never—" Harry protested, but he was halfway through when he heard a hiss.

"Hera, there is an anomaly. On the Astronomy Tower, someone broke in, and—" Tom's voice, halfway through his words, seemed to suddenly realize that Harry could understand him, and stopped quickly.

"I knew it, it must be Snape and Malfoy, their plot succeeded!" Harry shouted.

"Harry, I order you to go back to the dormitory now." Harry had never seen Hera so serious before, he opened his mouth, but suddenly couldn't say a word.

"I must ensure the safety of all students, and I have always taken the safety of my students seriously, Harry," Hera said sternly, pointing in the direction of the door.

He finally ignored Harry, he turned around and picked Tom up from the table, and hurried to the Astronomy Tower.

Standing in the office, Harry's expression changed several times. He looked at the Invisibility Cloak in his pocket and made up his mind.

On the way to the Astronomy Tower, Hera gradually lost her pace, and at the same time took out her wand from her pocket. Before entering the stairs leading to the top of the tower, Hera put Tom on the floor.

"Go." Tom glanced back at Hera, and then quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Hera looked at Tom's back, took out another brass wine bottle and took another swig, then threw the bottle into the corner of the corridor as if giving up on herself.

Holding the iron door knocker and pushing the door open, Hera raised her head and looked at the existence of green light shining high in the sky - the Dark Mark was shining above the Astronomy Tower, but Hera looked around the roof, and there was no sign of struggle or struggle, nor a corpse.

It was desolate, and the only way leading to the castle was the one passed by Hera, without any trace of fighting at all.

Hera looked up suspiciously at the green skull in the air, its snake-like tongue gleaming evilly above his head.

"So, all this is just to attract me?" Hera said mockingly, "It's really painstaking, let me see where you are?" Hera took out her wand, and then the moonlight looked around every corner.

Suddenly there was a sound of running behind, the door was suddenly knocked open, and a person broke in, shouting at the same time: "Disarm you!"

Hera's body suddenly became very stiff, and he felt himself staggering back to the wall of the tower, like a sculpture, unable to move.

Hera's wand arced in the air and flew out of the wall.

At the same time, there was a hissing sound suddenly under the stairs, but obviously that person didn't pay attention to it.Hera leaned against the wall panting, and with the green light of the Dark Mark, he could clearly see the face of the person coming.

"Good evening, Draco."

Malfoy took a few steps forward, taking a quick look around to see if there was anyone else besides him and Hera.

"You came here by yourself?"

"I was just about to ask you this question, are you acting alone?" Hera asked, of course he knew that Malfoy was acting alone, but his plan was almost completed, and he needed to delay for a while.

"No," Malfoy said, staring at Hera closely, as if he was still afraid of him, maybe Hera had impressed him too much before, "I have my back. Death Eaters broke into your school tonight."

"Well, very good," Hera nodded and said, "It's really good. You figured out a way to put them in, didn't you? Don't tell me, let me guess. Is it the disappearing cabinet in the Bojinbok shop? And the other end of it happens to be in Hogwarts, right?"

(End of this chapter)