Hera checked the content of the letter again, confirmed that there was no omission, and snapped his fingers casually, asking Cooper to send the letter to the Owl Shed and send it out.

Lying on the chair, Hera looked like a salted fish, and indeed... there was a way to spend money on anything.

It's just a little troublesome.

I believe that Lockhart's idiot was praised by me, and I would be very excited to send all his "writings" to me?

After all, no matter how you look at it, I perfectly pretended to be his fan.

Hera went to bed early and was about to give herself enough sleep before school started, but suddenly the door of the office was knocked.

"Hmm?" Hera got up from the bed and opened the door in surprise.

"Hermione?" Hera stretched out his head and looked at the brown ball in front of the door in surprise.

Hermione said with a serious face, "Professor, I want to tell you something."

After saying that, she couldn't react, so she went straight through the crack in the door.

"Uh... Hermione, you..." Hera covered her lower body awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed. After Hermione saw Hera clearly with the lights in the room, her face turned red with shame, and she turned her head and did not dare to look at Hera.

"Ahem, isn't it too late?" Hera quickly walked to the back of the desk and blocked herself with the table. "I was going to bed."

"Professor, Harry now wanders around the school every night, and he also encounters a mirror that can show his desire-" Hermione said with concern. Obviously, Harry's abnormality has made her temporarily forget her anger at Hera.

"Eris Mirror." Herra stretched out her hand and rubbed Hermione's hair, and said in a warm voice.

"Yes, it's Eris Mirror, Professor Dumbledore is talking about this name." Hermione looked helpless, as if she was angry with Harry.

"What the Eris Mirror makes us see is the most pursuing and strongest desire deep in our hearts. The mirror can neither teach us just nor tell us the truth. People will only waste their time in front of it, be obsessed with what they see, and even be forced to go crazy because they do not know whether everything in the mirror is true or whether it is possible to achieve it." Hera patiently explained for Hermione.

Obviously, the purpose of Hermione's trip was to mirror.

What for partners?

Hera doesn't believe this kind of nonsense.

Or, Slytherin wouldn't believe such a lame reason.

Except the stupid Gryffindor...

"Well, I know." Hermione nodded and asked again, "So, who is Nicole Lemay?"

Hera rubbed his eyes and looked helplessly at Hermione. They hadn't noticed such a famous wizard as Nick Lemay?

"Don't try to lie to me, I know, you must know." Hermione's eyes were firmly staring at Hera, her tone was very firm.

Hera actually felt that he was facing Professor McGonagall.

This must be an illusion.

In front of me was just a little wizard who was barely taller than his waist.

How could there be such aura as Professor McGonagall?

Putting his palm on the table, Hera sighed and said slowly, "In fact, I do know who Nick Lemay is, and I have even been studying with him for the past two weeks before I forget about Christmas. But—"

Hermione was almost jumping up excitedly, but after hearing the 'but' in Hera's mouth, she became depressed again.

"But... you won't tell me, right?"

"Yes, I won't tell you, it's very dangerous to be involved in things that have nothing to do with you. Forget Luvi, forget Nicole Lemay, forget the Philosopher's Stone-" Hera's pupils suddenly became exaggerated when she was halfway through her speech.

"Ahhh!" Hermione smiled, "So, what is hidden in the corridor on the fourth floor is the Philosopher's Stone, right?"

Hera pursed her lips, just trying to slap herself.

Why are you like that idiot Hager?

This kind of thing can be said casually!

Hera's hand quietly touched under the desk, held his wand tightly, and prepared to throw Hermione a forgetful spell.

Look, the problems are easy to solve. As long as you kill the person who asked the question, it will naturally be solved!

It's just...Hera's attention is attracted by the portrait hanging on the wall.

Phineas Black, his great-great-great-grandfather, made a booing move with his fingers in front of his mouth.

He was naturally Dumbledore's man, and Dumbledore's meaning was obviously to ask the three little wizards to go to the fourth floor to take the opportunity to exercise Harry.

Hera naturally had no complaints...it would be strange!

"Professor Hera, you know you're the best!" Hermione jumped up and kissed Hera gently on the cheek.

"Well, don't thank me." Hera lowered his head and blamed himself. This seemed to be a deviation from the trajectory he had originally imagined.

After Hera sent Hermione away, he lay on the bed, feeling that everything seemed to be going on as Dumbledore's plan, as if everything he had done was just within his expectations, as if everything was in his control.

The days that followed were quite dull. Compared with Hera's concerns, both Dumbledore and Voldemort seemed to be particularly calm.

It's breathtakingly quiet.

As for Harry and others, they did not rush to the corridor on the fourth floor in a hurry. What surprised Hera was that every time Harry met Quirrell, he would give him an encouragement smile, and even his little Weasley follower began to persuade people not to laugh at Quirrell's stuttering.

This made Hera quite puzzled. Could it be that Harry and the others hope that Voldemort would make a comeback?

Impossible, it should be impossible.

Has Harry forgotten the lightning-shaped scar on his head?

Time comes to the Eastern New Year in a blink of an eye, but for Hera and others, Christmas is their New Year, and the Eastern New Year is just a simple day on the calendar.

Today, Kiro finds Hera again.

"Hera, you go to restrain Snape, I'm going to the Forbidden Forest." Qiluo pursed his lips, looking paler and thinner than before, but he didn't look completely broken.

But he gave Hera the feeling that he was more like facing Voldemort.

Hera nodded sadly and promised that Kiro had completely become Voldemort's slave at this moment!?

Completely lost control of the body.

Hera could clearly see Kiro's yellow vertical pupils, as cold as a poisonous snake.

But in just a moment, he changed back to his original light gray eyes.
Chapter completed!