Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 64 Complicated Situations - Old Lasagna
"What?" Hera looked at Quirrell in disbelief, "You actually spent two thousand gold galleons for a fire dragon egg?"

Quirrell looked at Hera incomprehensibly, looking a little surprised, but still nodded and said, "Yes, it took a full two thousand galleons to get it from the Greek. It was really too expensive to extract the weakness of the three-headed vicious dog from Hagrid's mouth."

Hera grabbed his hair, he almost wanted to pull out his wand and cast a death curse on Quirrell, that would be two thousand Galleons!
How can it be said so easily?
"Actually, Hagrid and I have a pretty good relationship." Hera struggled with her words, hoping that Quirrell would return that fire dragon egg, and even give herself a thousand Galleons for the two thousand dollars!
Unexpectedly, Quirrell shook his head solemnly, and said righteously: "No, that's too unsafe. If Dumbledore finds out, our previous series of plans will be ruined."

"Hmm." Hera frowned, unavoidably a little shaken by her previous thoughts.

Quirrell actually cared about himself?
Wasn't he actually conspiring with Snape?
Could it be that I thought it was complicated?
impossible!
The black and white demon kings are all powerful figures in the European magic world, how could they be so superficial?

It must be what I guessed before.

just
I just thought of the third layer. Could there be a deeper fourth and fifth layer?

"Okay, tomorrow is the Christmas holiday, enjoy your holiday well, Lord Dark Lord is very satisfied with the current progress, if nothing else happens, we will get the Philosopher's Stone soon." Quirrell had a pilgrimage-like expression on his face, like a fanatic.

In fact, Voldemort's followers did believe in him.

He never saw these people as his family or friends, but as servants.

Hera let out a long sigh of relief when she learned that Voldemort didn't arrange any more tasks for her. In the next two weeks of vacation, she should be able to give herself a good rest, right?

He also planned to take advantage of these two weeks to prepare for Animagus practice.

Quirrell looked at Hera, knowing that he should leave too, so he picked up the wand on the table and stuffed it back into the cloak.

Looking at the back of Quirrell getting up and leaving, Hera shouted for some reason, "Quirinas?"

"what?"

"Forget it, nothing."

Quirrell left, but the doubts in Hera's heart became more and more intense, and she leaned on the chair and thought quietly.

Snape, Quirrell, and himself, the three of them are circling among the black and white devils. Who does Snape fall for?
It can be said that Snape's position is the decisive factor in the game between black and white devils.

Judging from the current information alone, Dumbledore completely trusted Snape. If he really betrayed Dumbledore, Voldemort would not have no chance of making a comeback
It seems that it is still necessary to find Professor Dumbledore again. If Snape really falls for Voldemort, then after Voldemort rises, he will definitely be the first person to get rid of.

Voldemort hated betrayal the most.

Find the principal's office according to memory, and enter the office unimpeded all the way.

The whole office was dark and quiet. Dumbledore sat behind his desk, leaning lazily on the back of the chair. The faint oil lamp only illuminated a small area on the desk, while his whole body was hidden in the shadows.

Hera took a few steps deliberately, and Dumbledore let out a long sigh, then straightened up from the chair.

"Hera?"

"It's me, Professor." Hera looked at the old man in front of her with a complicated expression. Dumbledore always gave people a strong and safe feeling, but after all, he was also a 110-year-old man. If he was in the Muggle world, he might have reached the end of his life.

Even in the wizarding world, Dumbledore is definitely old.

"What's the matter? Quirrell is looking for you again?" Dumbledore waved his hand casually, and several bright flames flew out of his palm. The headmaster's room was filled with light again, and the warm atmosphere returned again.

Hera sat opposite Dumbledore, with her elbows on the desk, rubbing her temples tightly, "Yes, Professor, but I feel Quirrell is a little different."

"Huh?" Dumbledore frowned and leaned forward.

"He gives me a cold, unfathomable feeling. I don't know if it's because he drank unicorn blood." Hera struggled to find an adjective. Although Quirrell looked even more amiable than before tonight, there was always a haze around him.

"It's like seeing the Dark Lord." Hera finally found a suitable adjective, as if she saw Voldemort.

Although Quirrell looks more popular.

"Hera, you really exceeded my expectations." Dumbledore looked very surprised, and patted his hands twice, "I also noticed the changes in Quirrell."

After speaking, Dumbledore heaved a long sigh, and said with a little loneliness:

"When Quirinus drank the blood of the unicorn, his soul was completely tainted. Voldemort was about to completely control him. Voldemort could perceive the movement of the outside world through Quirrell's body, control his actions, and even force him to commit murder. Quirinus is powerless to resist."

"You could have done it." Hera didn't know what to say for a while, did she want to blame the old man in front of her?
He has done enough, and has been guarding the wizarding world for nearly a hundred years. From Grindelwald to Voldemort, from beginning to end, he is alone at the forefront.

And he, too, will grow old.

"Oh..." In the end, everything just turned into a long sigh.

"Hera, I think you seem a little too pessimistic. We are not completely hopeless." Dumbledore got up and walked to Hera, patting his shoulder lightly.

Hera pursed her lips, took a deep breath for a few seconds, and still couldn't hold back and asked directly, "Professor, I suspect that Snape taught him."

Professor Dumbledore put his index finger in front of his mouth, "Hera, I firmly believe in Severus' loyalty."

"But he was eating death before"

"Trust me, Hera." Dumbledore's light blue pupils gleamed, and the determination in them did not waver in the slightest.

Hera thought for a while, and said in a low voice, "Maybe you can let me know why you trust Snape so much? You know, I betrayed the Dark Lord, if Snape said so"

"Hera, I know your worries, but don't we need a little trust between us?" Dumbledore returned to the chair, without giving Hera even the slightest illusion.

"I see, Professor Dumbledore." Hera took a deep look at Dumbledore, and let out a ridiculous laugh.

(End of this chapter)