Harry Potter Morning Light.

Chapter 175 Advanced
In the early morning at Hogwarts, everyone was eating breakfast on the long table. The aroma of milk and buttered bread smelled very comfortable. Owls kept coming in and out from the open windows, and they dropped packages on every little wizard’s room. before.

Hermione Granger was holding a book called The Origin of Quidditch, and was reading the flight instructions to the boys. Ron and Harry were obviously not interested, and only Neville was listening to every word she said. However, the arrival of the postman interrupted her speech, and an owl landed in front of Neville. At the same time, Draco Malfoy received another package on the long table in Slytherin, which contained a lot of candies .

"It's a memory ball!" explained Neville after unpacking it. "Grandma knows I don't always remember, and it'll tell you if there's something you forgot to do. Look, you hold it tight, like this , if it turns red, oh!" He suddenly elongated his face, because the memory ball suddenly glowed red, "You just forget something."

Neville was desperately trying to remember what he had forgotten, when Draco Malfoy passed the dining table in Gryffindor House and snatched the Remembrall out of his hand.

Harry and Ron jumped up. For some reason, they somewhat hoped to have a fight with Malfoy, but Professor McGonagall was always more keen than other teachers to detect when something was wrong. Kung Fu appeared.

"What's the matter?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Malfoy took my Remembrall, Professor," said Neville.

Malfoy scowled, and quickly threw the memory ball back on the table.

"Wait and see," Malfoy said, and hurried off, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Hermione Granger!" A short witch appeared at Hufflepuff's long table, looking at her with some displeasure, "I said to clear up distracting thoughts, what are you doing now?"

"I'm sorry." Hermione apologized, and the two returned to Dean St. Mungo's private banquet hall. This place is in line with the style that nobles like. The circular room is covered with luxurious carpets, and the floor-to-ceiling windows directly lead to the atrium garden. At this time, the snow had stopped, and it was white everywhere, but no one felt cold, because the fireplace in the house was lit.

"Why can't you resist Legilimency all of a sudden?" Pomona asked Hermione who was sitting on the opposite chair.

"You mentioned Goyle just now, and I thought of Crabbe." Hermione said sadly, "He was burned to death by the Fiercefire Curse in the Room of Requirement."

"It's painful for a young man to die, but I don't think that's why you think of that scene." Pomona curled her gray hair, "You think you should be paid attention, but Neville robbed you Is it in the limelight?"

Hermione pursed her lips in frustration.

"You are a loyal girl, I saw it in the adventure with Harry, so I have a secret to tell you, but your current Occlumency is not good enough, I can't tell you for now, when the time comes You know, Neville is also a special child. Dumbledore entrusted me with the task of protecting him. There is no need for you to be jealous of him. But just now I noticed that you paid attention to Draco several times. Can I ask you why? ?”

A handsome boy could indeed attract a girl's attention, Pomona hoped that Hermione would not be stupid, Platinum Malfoy and her were impossible.

"He always receives the package." Hermione clapped her hands and said angrily, "I haven't received it once in all the years of studying."

Hermione's parents are both Muggles. They don't believe that owls can deliver letters and packages. They trust the postman more than a bird. There are actually wizards in the post office, but Hermione's parents never once sent.

"Where's your pink dress?"

"My mother and I bought it in advance. Harry and Ron went to watch the Quidditch World Cup." Hermione looked puzzled. "Why do boys like Quidditch?"

What Pomona thought of was another problem. Neville had never ridden a broom, not even once. Severus at least had Death Eater flying skills. It seemed necessary to teach him to ride a Thestral in the future.

"I'm more interested in Quidditch players," said Pomona listlessly. "And dances."

"So it's your dream to dance with Victor at the Yule Ball?" Hermione said somewhat smugly.

"Not necessarily." Pomona raised her chin proudly, "I have also attended gorgeous balls."

"With Professor Snape?" Hermione's eyes widened in surprise.

"Would you like to see my dress?"

"Of course!!!" Hermione jumped up excitedly.

So Pomona took out the moonlight-like silver dress, and Hermione immediately covered her mouth in amazement.

"It's beautiful," she said, clutching her chest. "I'd love that pink dress, but it keeps reminding me of Umbridge."

"Maybe that's your connection, pink." Pomona looked at the dress, and she wanted to wear it again. "Did you and Ron kiss under the shrub?"

"Nope, what about you?"

Pomona nodded with a smirk.

"Oh, you and Professor Snape are too grown up, I feel like I'm still a child." Hermione said dejectedly, "Especially Ron, he doesn't seem to grow up."

"He's also stupid. You haven't seen him ask me to the prom at Christmas, and he actually told me not to waste your beauty." Pomona smiled and shook her head, "What an idiot."

"Ron said, you're a girl, it's too pitiful to go to the dance alone." Hermione's face became even uglier.

"How about making this Christmas romantic?" Pomona urged Hermione eagerly, "You put on that pink dress again, and dance with Ron under the mistletoe, and don't let him wear the last one this time." gown."

Hermione came alive "That's a really good idea."

"Do you know the Plant Growth Charm? I can teach you, all you need to do is buy some sycamore seeds."

Hermione smiled sweetly.

"Feeling better?" Pomona asked.

Hermione nodded.

"This time your problem is because of emotion, let's try again, you have to clear your mind and keep a calm mind, just like you always do."

"I heard that you are going to give Malfoy a reward, what is my reward?" Hermione also started asking for the reward.

"How about the birthing spell I just told you about?"

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to when spawning magic?"

"First of all, don't let the plants drain you. There is no limit to the growth of plants. It can absorb as much magic power as you have. You see, my colleges are in groups. That's because of many things. Teamwork is a must, and hundreds of people can do what one person can’t do.”

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

"You have read a lot of books, let me test you, the book of spells tells about a witch named Delphine Kryp, who invented the cutting curse..."

"I know her, she's a tailor," Hermione said immediately.

"Yes, she was a witch active in London in the 15th century. Unfortunately, the skirts and cloaks she made were so beautiful that the other tailors were jealous. One of her opponents was a Muggle, disguised as Crip's. The apprentice worked in her shop, in fact spying on her secrets. When he found out that Kreep had cut intricate patterns with his wand, he brought a group of people to arrest her the next day and sent her to The stake, she was cornered, her hands were bound, she didn't even have a wand in her hand, and her opponents were a group of strong men, do you know how she escaped?"

"Disguised." Hermione looked at Pomona's face. "She disguised her wand as a wart on her chin, tricked the Muggles into scratching it, and Apparated with a bag of gold."

"Then, the Muggle tailor couldn't make a single dress anymore, and all the clothes he made would crumble to pieces, and finally died of madness, because he believed that he was not followed by a pair of scissors all the time. He was obviously under the dark magic, Do you think Crip is right or wrong?"

Hermione's eyes flashed with complex expressions.

"Legiliency!" Pomona suddenly raised her wand.

Just when she was about to enter Hermione's brain and saw some pictures, she was squeezed out, and Hermione's face was pale.

"Good job, Hermione, I can see that you usually work hard, much better than Harry."

"You sneaked up on me!" Hermione looked at her in disbelief.

"What do you think you learned Occlumency for? It's for interrogation. During interrogation, you will use any means, including Veritaserum." Pomona put away her smile and said coldly, "I think we can Entering the next stage, my dear, you will be disturbed by me, and you will be attacked at any time, so pay attention, Hermione."

"Come on." Hermione gritted her teeth and said in a cold sweat, looking extremely serious.

(End of this chapter)