He still decided to leave Hogwarts. Although he was busy teaching classes all day long, this kind of life was still very leisurely for Hera.

At least you don’t have to worry about where to solve the next meal.

But in the scene seen in the Eris Magic Mirror, Hera realized that he should not waste his time in school, and should go out to find like-minded friends and jointly create a harmonious, kind and no oppressed magic world.

Instead of being like this now, just struggling in Hogwarts.

Dumbledore was a little surprised and rubbed his ears in disbelief, "Hera, aren't you really kidding?"

"Yes, professor, I think my ability is still a bit insufficient." Hera nodded and said casually. "I can't even keep calm in front of Boggot, let alone in the Dark Lord..."

"I always think that we should call him directly - Voldemort. There is nothing we can't face. Sometimes we need more courage." Dumbledore crossed his hands in front of his face, unable to see his expression clearly.

Hera heard his words and just smiled bitterly, "Professor Dumbledore, if I had thought he was dead before - I dared to call him by his name, but now he may be able to return to Hogwarts at any time..."

"Believe me, Hera, Voldemort will not come back in a short time. I believe you will have plenty of time to learn brain closure." Dumbledore put his fingers together and gently lit the back of his hand.

"But professor, I..." Hera wanted to say something else, but Dumbledore waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Hera, if Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone and reshapes his body, then there will be no peace in the magic world. Even me, there is no way to protect everyone. Where can you hide?"

"I can still go to the United States..." Hera muttered in a low voice.

"Voldemort's ambition is not just the European magic world, Hera, I hope you can understand this." Dumbledore said seriously, directly breaking Hera's last fantasy.

"Okay, professor, I get it."

Faced with such a determined Dumbledore, Hera had no choice but to agree. Anyway, the sky fell and there was still a tall one to hold on!

Even if Voldemort really found himself turning to Dumbledore, Dumbledore should be able to protect himself in Hogwarts.

"Hera, remember to take the time to come here." Dumbledore pointed at Hera with his eyes toward Hera, and Hera knew that it was the location of the meditation basin.

Ahem, I was too busy before and I completely forgot about this matter.

"Then professor...I won't bother you." Hera stood up and left without any hesitation.

Anyway, I can't get away, so I just want to keep going.

"He probably doesn't know..." Dumbledore looked at Hera's back silently and thought to himself.

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

As time passed by, Hera had just adapted to such teaching life, and could go back and forth between classes, brain closure, and principal's office with ease.

Quirrell is back and comes back with Voldemort.

Fortunately, there was no such thing as he ordered countless people to kneel behind him, shouting "Welcome the Dragon King".

But he brought back a strange guy - a giant monster.

He was placed in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and was temporarily taken care of by Hagrid.

"Hera, the master has something to say to you." As soon as Qilu returned to Hogwarts, he blocked Hera directly in the office.

"Ah...then let's say it..." Hera stammered. He didn't know if Voldemort had seen through what he had done during this period and now he wanted to settle the score with him.

"Hera...Qillow needs your help...The Philosopher's Stone is in Hogwarts...It was transferred to...Hogwarts..." Voldemort's voice was sharp and harsh, but it was a lot more spirit than before.

Eighty-mostly, Quirrell has found some great things during this time, right?

"According to your will, His Highness the Dark Lord." Hera bowed slightly with his right hand.

If it were Voldemort's time to be strong, the Death Eater would probably kneel down and kiss his cloak.

Fortunately, now he has only shadows and steam left, and Hera doesn't have to force himself to do those things.

"Qillow...the rest...you talk to Hera..." Voldemort closed his scarlet eyes after saying that, but he was more like a poisonous snake.

Quirot carefully wrapped himself in a headscarf and sprayed some potions into it, which made Hera retreat a little further.

"Hera, the master's physical strength has not been fully recovered. We need to hunt unicorns. The unicorn's blood has magic power and can restore the master's physical strength." A trace of bitterness appeared on Qilu's face.

The blood of a unicorn can continue human life, even if it is dying. But he must pay the price for it. In order to save his life, he slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touches his lips, what he will have will be a half-dead life, a cursed life.

Thinking of this, looking at Kiro's face, Hera suddenly realized how Voldemort recovered his strength.

Voldemort naturally cannot absorb the blood of the unicorn himself as he looks now. As a generation of Dark King, he would not allow himself to lean on the unicorn to absorb blood.

That's too unpresent!

It was obvious that Quirrell drank the blood of the unicorn to replenish his vitality, and then Voldemort absorbed Quirrell's vitality.

It was clearly something Voldemort could do by himself, and he had to go through Quirrell to make the transition, just for the damn 'dignity of the Dark King'?

Qiluo saw Hera's sympathetic eyes and knew it in his heart - Hera had obviously thought it through.

"Master hopes you can gain Dumbledore's trust." Quirrell tightened his turban, blocking his lower half of his face, preventing Hera from seeing his expression clearly.

"Dumbledore's trust?" Hera's face looked a little strange. This...

It seems that Dumbledore trusts himself now...

But Hera did not intend to tell Kiro and Voldemort as it is true that if this task is completed, he might have to do something extraordinary!

But these need to be explained to Dumbledore. Anyway, they have decided to be able to do everything and try not to offend both sides.

"Yes, the master originally wanted me to win Dumbledore's trust, but the current situation seems to be better with Dumbledore." Quirrell's mouth twitched.

"That's OK." Hera nodded, but he had a reasonable reason to go to Dumbledore.

If Dumbledore could not beat Voldemort in the future, he would be an undercover agent who was arranged by Dumbledore. In front of Voldemort, he should be able to become a small leader, and he could make a living by making a living in the face of Voldemort.
Chapter completed!