Hera feels difficult now.

Very difficult!

It is no less weak than facing Voldemort and Dumbledore.

Opposite him - through the small table stand, sat Penelo.

She was turning her head and looking out the window.

If it were just Penelo, it would not have made Hera so nervous, but there was another person next to him - Hermione Granger.

She stuck to her side.

Damn it! Why didn’t you ask Hermione if she would go home during Christmas holidays?

If he asked more questions, Hera would not agree to Professor McGonagall escort the freshman home.

Without a trace, Hera gently brushed down Hermione's hand tightly on his arm, and he was looking for the topic rudely, "The weather is good today!"

In England, whether it is Muggles or wizards, the most popular topic to discuss when meeting is always weather. Generally speaking, discussing the weather is the safest choice.

But Penelo took a look at the hazy sky and the snowflakes falling down, and said lightly, "If Professor Lesternch likes snow, today is indeed a good weather."

"Uh..." Hera pursed her lips nervously, and could only smile awkwardly, "Yes, I like snow very much, the snowflakes look very beautiful."

"Well? Professor, have you ever complained to me that the snow has made your cloak wet?" Hermione retorted with a pout, glancing at Penelo with a provocative look.

"Ahem." Hera coughed hard, trying to fool this embarrassment.

"Actually... I just hate the feeling of snow falling on my body. I am very willing to simply appreciate it."

"Oh~~~" Penelo nodded seriously, but her doubts were substantial.

Hera sighed, Sure enough, everything was not going well today?

When I met Professor Sprout in the morning, I learned that the Mandela grass would not mature until June, and I was almost collapsed.

I was ready to try to practice Animagus early, but now I actually told myself that the Mandela grass is not mature?

This...it seems that I can only try again during the summer vacation.

At the moment of two weeks of Christmas holiday, Hera was idle all of a sudden, and for a moment he made Hera a little at a loss.

After being busy for several months, the sudden holiday made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hera, do you have any holiday arrangements?" Penelo turned his head back, looked at Hera's body, and glanced at Hermione who was sticking to him without a trace.

"Hey! Professor, if you don't make any arrangements, you might as well come to my house! My parents have always been very curious about the magic world. If you can come to my house, they will definitely be very happy." Hermione grabbed Hera's arm, pouted and competed with Penelo in secret.

A drop of cold sweat left on Hera's forehead, took a deep breath, and said with a smirk, "There are arrangements, there are arrangements."

"Oh? Didn't you say you would learn from Professor McGonagall before?" Penelo asked with a long finger on his chin and he thoughtfully, "I heard Professor Sprout say that the Mandelagrass will not mature until next June."

"Ah~!" Hermione dragged the long voice in surprise. She was naturally not as good as Penelo when she knew Animagus.

"Uh..." Hera only felt a chill on her scalp. How did they know their movements clearly?

"Actually... well..." Hera hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't think of an excuse, so he could only move out Professor Dumbledore's banner. "Professor Dumbledore gave me a task. I'm probably busy with work during my Christmas holiday."

"Ah...Professor Dumbledore... It's true..." Hermione sighed bitterly, but she still had no courage to complain about Dumbledore.

It’s not that he doesn’t have the courage. It’s just that he trusts Dumbledore, Hera must be deeply trusted by him, so he will be assigned tasks by him.

Penelo was almost the same, but he didn't target Hera anymore.

At about half past twelve, a loud noise came from the aisle.

A woman with a dimpled face with a smile pushed open the door of the compartment and asked, "Dear, do you want to buy some food in the car?"

It was the disgusting Auror when Hera took the train to Hogwarts.

The moment she pushed open the door of the compartment, she froze her smile, but soon returned to her warm smile, as if nothing had happened.

"Sorry, we don't need anything." Heramen stood up expressionlessly and closed the compartment door. Hermione, Penelo, and the Auror's mouths opened in surprise.

They didn't prepare any food!

The train traveled until the evening, and they didn't want to be hungry until the evening.

After Hera closed the compartment door, he took the opportunity to sit next to Penelo. Compared to this, Penelo is more difficult to deal with.

Hermione is just a little brat, wouldn’t it be better to fool it?

Penelo's eyes were staring at Hera, and it was obvious that she just wanted an explanation.

Click!

"I'm glad to serve you, honorable Professor Lesterlanch." Cooper appeared with a light sound, still wrapped in a tea towel with the Hogwarts stamped on it. After saying that, he bowed to Hermione and Penelo next to him, "and two noble ladies."

"Prepare a hearty dinner for us, and have Vietnamese food today." Hera briefly explained his taste, but did not give Hermione and Penelo time to think, and he decided on lunch without saying a word.

"As you wish." Copper bowed deeply again and disappeared into the compartment with a "bang".

"Professor, I always thought they could only be in Hogwarts Castle..." Penelo looked at the disappearing position of Cooper in surprise. Although she had seen Cooper in the office before, she didn't know that she could summon it outside the school.

"Sometimes we need a little flexibility, don't we?" Hera squinted and smiled quite proudly.

In order to make Cooper serve himself wholeheartedly, he made a lot of effort. He first deceived him to serve the professor without any distinction, and then it was a powerful confusion curse, making him serve himself wholeheartedly.

Although he spent a lot of energy, Hera's life has made him much more convenient.

A woman's brain always becomes particularly stupid after eating sweets.

Girls are no exception.

Hera could finally enjoy a moment of purity. Hermione fell asleep on the small table stand, snoring slightly, looking very cute.

But the little head pressed on his shoulders made him unable to relax.

After finishing the dessert after dinner, Penelo was trapped and defeated not long after, and fell on Hera with his head tilted.

The train ran along the fields full of cattle and sheep. Hera looked out the window silently, as the fields and grassland passed by, and the train finally drove into London.
Chapter completed!