Back at the office, Penelo was already inside, and at the moment she was holding a quill pen and writing something on the parchment paper, Hera quietly walked behind her.

Looking at the above content, Hera curled his lips, "Penello, I said that you don't need to write the thesis of the Dark Magic Defense Class. I've read your book and you have learned it well."

"Ah!" Penelo fell into Hera's arms like a frightened rabbit.

Feeling Hera's arms, the temperature in his chest, and the faint woody fragrance, the masculine breath that belongs to the man was ramming in Penelo's mind.

"I just want to sort it out..." Penelo's voice was like mosquito words, his face red with shame, buried in Hera's chest.

If Hera and Penelo weren't nearly tied together, he wouldn't have heard clearly.

"Well, is it true that he is a good student of Ravenclaw?" Hera tilted his head and joked, pretending to accidentally put Penelo back on the stool.

"Stop joking, Professor Hera." Penelo pulled the corner of his clothes and said coquettishly.

"Okay, didn't you say it? Just call me Hera in private, I'm not a few years older than you." Hera stretched out his hand and patted Penelo's head, deliberately maintaining an ambiguous atmosphere.

In Hogwarts, Penelo's existence was to create a lustful image of Hera for the outside world. With the lustful image of Hera who had worked hard to maintain before, he directly disguised himself as a lustful image of money.

Only by silent voice can you make a fortune, especially in the current environment where the black and white demon kings are surging undercurrents.

"Okay, Hera." Penelo's voice was so low that he could hardly hear it. If it weren't for the only two of them in the room, Hera would have really couldn't hear it.

"The sound is so small, I haven't eaten... No, I mean you ate for dinner?" Hera realized that she had accidentally told the truth and quickly changed her words.

Penelo shook her head, and she came to Hera's office directly after class.

"Then let's eat it together." Herannu nodded and snapped his fingers, "Cauper."

With a bang, Copper appeared in front of the two of them.

"Prepare some supper for us." Hera looked at Penelo and added: "Two more cups of warm milk and get more desserts."

"As you wish." Copper bowed slightly, then disappeared.

"Professor, I don't eat much sweets." Penelo muttered. The last time she came, she clearly saw Hera not eating sweets.

Hera chuckled and shook his head, "Sweet food can give you a good mood, and you are too thin."

Not long after, Cooper appeared with two full trays, quietly placed the food on the table and left.

In the office, the two sat face to face. Hera was busy preparing lesson plans for class, and Penelo lowered his head and wrote the paper, but her eyes raised from time to time revealed her inner thoughts.

Time passed by minute by minute, and by the time Hera finished preparing for the content of teaching the first-grade students tomorrow, it was already ten o'clock.

He looked up at the clock and covered his forehead with a little apology, "Penello, I'm so sorry, I didn't notice it's so late."

"It's okay, I can be here..." Penelo seemed to have thought of something, his face turned red with shame, as if steam was about to rise above his head.

"Hmm? What did you say? I'll send you back to Ravenclaw."

“Nothing is nothing…”

"Don't refuse me. Ravenclaw's lounge is on the top floor of the tower. It's so late, and it's hard to explain when he meets Mr. Felch." Hera joked at the end, and sighed in his heart.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the girl’s thoughts, but his current situation...

And even if he changes the environment... he still has something he has to do.

He got up and picked some desserts for Penelo to put on, and Hera escorted her back to the Ravenclaw common room.

"Thank you." Penelo bowed to Hera with his book in his arms and smiled sweetly at Hera. Even at midnight, he was a little surprised.

Watching Penelo disappear into the passage, the portrait returned to where he should have been, Hera hummed a small song and walked towards his office.

"Cauper!" Hera slapped his forehead suddenly, almost forgetting.

"Sir." With a light sound, Copper appeared in front of Hera, still wearing the same robe as a tea towel.

"Take a cup of hot milk to Penelo every morning and prepare some desserts at night..."

Hera arranged the task for Cooper in detail, but he never considered whether Cooper could be too busy.

But obviously Copper didn't mind, and he was even very excited, feeling that he was hit in the head by a pie falling from the sky.

Hera spoke for a few minutes before looking at Cooper awkwardly. He explained so much, but he didn't know if he remembered it clearly.

However, Cooper was already excited to hold Hera's leg, but due to the professional ethics of the house elf, Cooper had to suppress his inner excitement.

He looked up at Hera like a mad believer and said excitedly: "Sir, you are so kind."

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Hera frowned and took a small step back slightly, just worried that Copper would wipe his tears on him.

This is a new product from Fengya brand wizard clothing store, and it cost him more than 30 Jin Jialong!

"Then you go and do your business, I'll take a walk in the castle." Hera staggered Cooper and walked forward.

Copper stood there, looking at Hera's back, silently clenched his little fist and exhale him.

"Come on, Cooper, you must be the best house elf, and you must take good care of Mr. Hera and Mrs. Penelo!"

Then, it disappeared from the spot with a "bang".

Speaking of Hera, he was wandering around the castle, but unexpectedly encountered some minor trouble.

Looking at the oil lamp not far ahead, Hera couldn't help but smile bitterly.

I just explained to Penelo that I was worried that she would meet Felch, but I didn't expect that she would not meet her, but in a blink of an eye she met her.

"Let me see...what the little wizard from the academy is coming out for a night tour...hehehe..." Felch's voice was combined with his oil lamp that was pressing towards him step by step, and he felt very oppressive.

No wonder many young wizards say that the person they fear most in Hogwarts is Professor Snape, followed by Felch.

Even when Hera saw the oil lamp, she almost couldn't help but want to turn around and run away.

But he quickly realized why he was afraid of Felch?

I am no longer a student!

It's the professor!!!

Thinking of this, Hera even slowed down lazily, just to see the disappointed expression on Felch's face.

"Uh...it's Professor Lestrange...you haven't had a rest yet?"

"Yes, didn't you have no rest?"

"This is my job, professor." Felch sighed. He didn't really want to patrol at midnight.

All Felchi wanted was to let the "little cuties" in his room display their talents.
Chapter completed!