Hera and Dumbledore didn't talk for too long, not because Harry woke up, mainly because of Mrs. Pomfrey's temper...

Anyway, Hera didn't dare to touch her bad head. When she first opened the curtain around Harry's hospital bed and roared, Hera directly raised her butt and prepared to slip away.

Although Dumbledore smiled and said to Mrs. Pomfrey, "Bobby, we just want to..."

"He needs a rest now! I really don't know how you became the principal...ah...poor child, it's already miserable enough, and he still has to suffer such a thing..."

Hera had already walked to the door, but when he heard Mrs. Pomfrey's roar at Dumbledore, he couldn't help laughing.

Unexpectedly, Professor Dumbledore, who was arrogant, far-sighted and resourceful, suffered a loss at a small school doctor.

This made Hera's mood much lighter, slightly dispelling the sadness in his heart.

only......

Before he could return to the office, he had just stepped into the corridor on the third floor, and Hera saw a beautiful figure.

The man he almost completely forgot about - Penelo Crivatt.

She had been angry with Hera for six months!

To be honest, if possible, Hera hoped that she would continue to be angry. After all, he had no worries now. He had become a "Dumbledore army" with a strong root, and was backing the banner of the savior Harry.

It can be said that in the European magic world, Hera could almost walk sideways...

Ahem, you should be more low-key.

After all, Voldemort did not die completely this time. God knows whether he would hide in the dark and bit Hera hard - who made Hera a rebellious boy!?

"Penello..." Hera shook his head, emptying all the messy thoughts, trying hard to squeeze out a smile, and pretending to be like usual.

"Hmph." Penelo just groaned, and said nothing, and walked to Hera with Shu in his arms.

Hera has no good solution to this.

Women are trouble.

Pushing open the office door, Hera pulled a chair from the side and placed it next to Penelo, and then returned to the back of the desk and sat down.

Penelo put the book heavily on the table, making a muffled sound, which scared Hera, not knowing what mistake he had made.

Then, the two fell into silence.

Penelo's eyes gradually became rosy. She tried hard to widen her eyes, and turned her eyes out the window, trying not to let the tears fall.

And Hera...

He was trying hard to recall where he provoked Penelo again.

After about ten minutes, Penelo lowered his head and quickly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said hoarsely: "Hera, if I don't come to find you, you will never look for me?"

"Uh..." Hera looked at Penelo in surprise. In this case, should he be an honest person?

My mother taught Hera to be honest since she was a child.

so......

"How is that possible? Actually, I don't know how to speak to you..." Hera sighed, his eyes turned out to the window, looking like he regretted and blamed himself.

Yes, Hera has no mom, so honest what...is impossible!

When Penelo heard Hera's words, he fell into silence again, lowered his head, and the grievances that had accumulated for half a year suddenly erupted.

"Ala...you..." Hera scratched his nose, helpless about the situation in front of him. He would rather face Kiro's death again, nor would he face a crying girl.

He is really inexperienced!!!

"Okay, don't cry..." Hera took out a towel and handed it to Penelo, asking her to wipe her tears.

Penelo took the towel, but cried even louder.

Hera could also look out the window with tears in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly envied Qiluo. At least he would not encounter such a situation.

Immediately afterwards, Hera felt a human form hit him - Penelo rushed into his arms.

If Hera had been on weekdays, he could have noticed it, but he was too tired now. The dealing between Dumbledore and Voldemort had already consumed all his energy.

Somehow, Hera did not push Penelo away, but used some strength in his hand to prevent Penelo from sliding down from him and gently patted her on the back.

"Okay, OK, I've finished my work this year. I didn't mean to ignore you. Professor Dumbledore also gave me a lot of tasks..."

Hera softly coaxed Penelo, but he just coaxed him in his mouth, but scolded himself in his heart: "Hera, you are just a scumbag, can you even say such words from you?"

"Really?"

"Well, don't you believe me?"

Penelo looked straight into Hera's eyes, as if he wanted to see some flaws.

But Hera's brain closure technique seemed to have just begun to see the way. Not to mention Penelo's gaze, even if she threw a few god-taking thoughts over, Hera would dare to speak nonsense with a clear conscience.

If Snape knew that Hera was using brain closure techniques here, he would probably have thrown over several gods and shadows directly, and would not even leave a whole body for Hera.

"Hera, you... are there anything you need during the holiday?" Penelo bit his lip, his cheeks flushed, and buried his head shyly in Hera's arms.

"Yes!" Hera said loudly, directly scaring Penelo.

"ah?"

"Ahem, I mean... Professor Dumbledore gave me something I had to do... By the way, on Christmas, I didn't deliberately forget to give you Christmas gifts..." Hera made up the excuse and quickly turned back to the previous topic.

"I know, Hermione told me all." Penelo whispered. "Being able to learn from Nick Lemay is definitely an opportunity that you cannot miss. I don't blame you."

"Well, just know." Hera gently rubbed Penelo's long soft chestnut hair.

"Then why haven't you thought about explaining to me for so long?" Penelo raised his head, pouted, and his eyes were slightly rosy because of tears, and he looked pitiful.

It really made Hera feel a little distressed.

"Dumbledore asked me to keep this matter secret, but I think it's okay to tell you. Of course, you can't tell me!" Hera gently scraped Penelo's nose with his fingers.

"Yes." Peneloon started, seemingly angry that Hera was distrustful, but he still listened seriously.

"The story starts from early July last year. I met Quirinas Chilo at the Burnt Cauldron Bar..." Hera, in a gentle voice, hugged Penelo and whispered the past year.

However, all traces of Voldemort's existence were hidden.

He directly described Quirrell as a thief who wanted to get rich with the Philosopher's Stone.

And Hera, in this story, is a positive hero with a firm stance and a fiery belief.
Chapter completed!