Standing at the door of the office, Hera looked at the door and gently pulled it a few times.

"Who...who..." Kiro's stuttering voice came out.

"Quinus, open the door." Hera's arm holding Galon was already a little sore. He had been wandering in the main building for a long time. If he hadn't met Felch, he wouldn't have found Quirre's office.

Fortunately, he was still holding Garon in his arms. Felch's attitude towards Hera was not that bad. He probably was a person who also loved cats, so he would appreciate each other!

After forcibly avoiding Mrs. Loris who wanted to jump into her arms, Felch's face became a little bad. He pointed the way to Hera with a dark face and hurriedly left.

Kiro opened the door, poked his head cautiously and glanced into the corridor for a few glances, then pulled Hera into the room.

"What did Dumbledore ask you?" Quirrell asked anxiously, worried about what the old guy Dumbledore could see.

Hera yawned and walked into the office, and said casually: "It's nothing, I'm just very curious why you invited me."

"What did you say?"

"What else can I say?" Hera pushed open the door of the room behind the office and said absent-mindedly: "I just said that you are not capable enough and I am afraid that you will not be able to teach you well, so I specially asked me to help you!"

"..." Qiluo was silent for a moment. Although he knew that Hera's statement was the most reliable, why did he feel a little hurt inside!?

.............

Early the next morning, Hera woke up from the room stretching and pushed open the bedroom door. He didn't see Qiluo. There was only one bedroom in the office, and he didn't know where that guy Qiluo had lost to sleep at night.

But these are not the key points. So what if I have occupied this office by myself?

Hera rubbed Garon, who was curled up in his arms, and then obtained a 'Galon's death gaze'.

Open Garon's ration bag and put it in the corner of the room, Hera changed into a cloak and went out directly.

There are a total of one hundred and forty-two stairs in Hogwarts. Some are wide and large, some are narrow and small, and shaky.

Some even go up to halfway, and a step suddenly disappears.

However, these are obviously not difficult for Hera. As an outstanding graduate who has lived in Hogwarts for seven years, Hera is absolutely impossible for him to get lost!

When Hera arrived at the hall and prepared for dinner, the breakfast was already halfway through.

Harry waved at Hera as he walked through the four academy tables.

"Professor Hera, here." Harry had a smile on his face, as if seeing Hera was something that excited him.

But that's true. After all, Hera is his second friend in the magic world.

The first one is obviously Hagrid.

"Harry? How did you sleep last night?" Hera showed her eight neat teeth, and the girls around her whispered.

But Hera thinks they can't get it.

"It's pretty good." Harry nodded, and his heart was relieved. He was worried that he would make Hera unhappy when he came to Gryffindor, but now it seems that Hera's attitude has not changed much.

Sure enough, Professor Hera is a good person!

Before he knew it, Hera, who was sent by Harry to a good man, went to the host's seat for breakfast with a light smile.

If I remember correctly today, I would have to go to class with Quirrell.

After all, I am a teaching assistant, and even if I doze off, I have to check in.

After simply finishing breakfast, Hera followed Qiluo to the classroom of the Black Magic Defense Class. Many students had arrived in the classroom. Hera pulled a chair and sat in the last row, holding a notebook in his hand.

But he didn't even have a quill on his hand...

However, after Hera took his seat, the positions of students in the classroom changed a little bit again.

There seemed to be a lot of girls beside Hera, and he surrounded him in a vague manner.

However, during class, Kiro became a joke. The potions he used to cover up were filled with a strong and strange smell, and Kiro had to make up excuses.

His scarf was a gift from an African prince who helped him get rid of the entanglement of the resurrection zombies in order to thank him.

Listen to this crappy excuse, who would believe Merlin?

Anyway, Hera doesn't believe it. Qiluo went to the Dark Forest and Albania to obtain first-hand information. Where did he go to Africa?

Moreover, African headscarves are white or black, where is there purple?

This crappy reason is obviously impossible to convince students.

Some thorny students even asked Kiro impatiently how they defeated the resurrection zombie. Kiro's face turned red and he talked about the weather in a vague way.

His performance made Hera feel dull on his face, and he could only cover his forehead and pretend to be invisible.

But you could hear waves of girls' whispers around you: "Ah! The melancholy professor is so handsome..."

The first class ended in a confused manner. Apart from putting a label of a waste that cannot be washed off on Qilu, there was nothing to gain.

Whether for Hera or for the students.

After a class, Hera's sleepiness was completely gone, mainly because the class had turned into a farce and was so noisy that she couldn't sleep at all.

After class, Kiro stood on the podium and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Quinus, are you so nervous in class?" Hera slapped Kiro on the shoulder and scared him again.

Qiluo shook Hera's hand in anger, "Haha, why don't you try it?"

"Tsk, I'm not. Are you a professor? Are you a professor?" Hera lifted his legs and slipped out, leaving only such an annoying words.

Quirrell was so angry that he was in the classroom for a long time, and waited until the students in the next class arrived, and then disguised himself as if they were harmless.

In fact, Hera is still a little pursuing, and the spells she has mastered are obviously unable to keep up with her own pace.

Before I knew it, I was already stuck in the middle of the most terrifying black and white demon king of this century. I couldn't take advantage of the "hard obstacles" and "weapons to remove you".

He remembered that there were quite a lot of books explaining black magic in the forbidden book area, as if there was a book called "Revealing the Secret of the Grade-level Black Magic" to see if you can learn a few tricks to defend yourself.

However, what Hera wants to learn the most is actually Animagus, who can transform into an animal after all.

He just doesn't believe it anymore. Can't he run away if he can't beat himself?

What? Front and they are right?

Haha, do you still have to run if you just got Dumbledore and Voldemort?

Sometimes it’s better to be realistic.

Hera sat on the ground in the forbidden book area and read it.

A sharp female voice suddenly rang out: "Who allowed you to come to the banned book area!?"

Hera raised her head and showed a bright sunny smile, which looked particularly dazzling in the library's prohibited book area.
Chapter completed!