Harry Potter Morning Light

At the Triwizard Tournament Christmas party, everyone was dancing, even the half-giant Hagrid, and Draco, in between dancing with Pansy Parkinson, discovered that his godfather wasn't dancing.

All the walls of the hall were covered with silvery glittering frost, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe and ivy wove across the star-shaped black ceiling. Against the silver and cedar he looked like a black hole in the shape of a man, sucked out of the light, and unless he was willing to dance with Karkaroff next to him, he would just stand there all night.

Not long after, he left the original place, and he walked with Karkaroff. The two ex-Death Eaters leaving together is very eye-catching. Besides, Harry Potter also left the table by pretending to get a drink. Sneaked out along the edge of the dance floor and ran into the eight-door hall. Draco Malfoy then dumped Pansy Parkinson on the pretext of going to the bathroom, and went with them.

The front doors were all open, down the front steps and down the overly ornate path to the quad, splashing like a fountain, and people sitting on benches everywhere. Then Draco saw his godfather take out his wand and blast the rosebushes, the expression on his face was the most evil kind, many goblins in colorful clothes were screaming and running away, a couple The couple got out of the carriage parked in the courtyard in panic, and the boy was still wiping his lipstick. It was clear at a glance what they were doing in the carriage before.

"Ten from Hufflepuff, Fawcett! Ten from Ravenclaw, Stebbins!"

Severus Snape said annoyedly, then hurried away while pulling his black robe, and Karkarov followed him. Draco wanted to follow along, but found that Harry Potter hadn't left, so he continued to observe. At this time, there was the singing of the very sisters in the auditorium. Fleur appeared in the rose bush with her dancing partner Roger Davis. He was so fascinated by her that he seemed to have lost the ability to think. Of course, Draco Malfoy hated it even more. His face of being a big winner at the entrance ceremony.

"The food at Hogwarts is too greasy." Fleur said violently, "My dress doesn't even fit!"

Roger Davis didn't care what she was saying at all, he just looked at her with a smirk, Draco Malfoy snorted coldly, he was too lazy to waste time on such stupid things, he was going back, Pansy was still there Waiting for him.

Pomona withdrew her wand. She had sneaked up on Draco just now, but his brain was a quadrangle full of rosebushes, if not a hedge maze like his godfather. The news he gave her was neither useful nor useless, it was enough to deal with a woman whose mind was full of love.

She suddenly realized that Draco accompanied her to spy on her, and it was better to leave the main house to the conservatory, far away from that conference room, and this was Malfoy Manor, not Hogwarts, but Slytherin's stronghold.

"You attacked me." Draco said angrily, "How dare you!"

"I'm your godmother, Draco." She put down her wand and said coldly, "I must say you've done well, almost as good as Hermione."

"What about my reward?" Draco asked.

"How about we change that tree?" Pomona changed the subject, pointing to the oak tree next to the greenhouse and said, "Plant a guardian tree, and you don't have to worry if dark creatures attack the trunk that touches it."

The guardian tree is actually a sorbus tree, and it has magical effects only because it has magical powers. After so long, the place where werewolves once gathered is still full of unpleasant evil forces.

"Do you have any seeds?" Draco asked.

"Of course." Pomona replied affirmatively, "but we need to remove the tree first."

"How to move?"

"Take out your wand, Draco, are you going to chop with an ax like a Muggle?" She said cruelly, a Malfoy who was too close to Muggles was definitely not what Lucius wanted to see.

"You don't like very witch songs?"

"Why do you ask?"

"You look in a bad mood." Draco removed the stylus, and the greenhouse fell silent again.

"I just don't like the genre," Pomona said with a wry smile. "I prefer Celestina."

The very witch style reminds her of the 1970s, a time full of passion and turmoil. She was forced to join the ranks of "rock and roll", but her nature is a slow person, just as she likes Like the calm soothing song, what she wants is calm.

The members of The Very Witch were basically born in that era, and the oldest was only in his early thirties. They didn't know what happened in those years. The second rise of Voldemort was more than a star and a half worse than the first rise. If it wasn't for Because of that prophecy, let Tom insist on killing Harry Potter himself, maybe it is the era of Voldemort now.

Why didn't you save Sirius Black, Dumbledore?

She was so ashamed and angrily thinking that when everything returned to normal, she never thought of saving Sirius, because at that time she was busy helping Severus regain his foothold in Slytherin and become a real deterrent to the Snake Court. snake king. Draco's grandfather Abraxas, unlike his father, did not really support Voldemort. He died of dragon pox shortly after Dumbledore took over as headmaster, and the Malfoy family was inherited by Lucius.

Lucius became a Death Eater when he was in school. He obeyed the order of the Dark Lord and cut off the funding for Hogwarts. As for the Black family, they are staunch supporters of Voldemort, but the mistake is that they are not Sirius. Why? Dumbledore wants him to stay in Azkaban for twelve years? Is it because he was young and frivolous?

Such a punishment was too strict, Sirius was Harry's godfather, and he was more qualified than Severus to be the one who took care of Harry.

Dumbledore made a choice, he made Harry Potter the chosen one, and he made Severus the chosen one, all because Dumbledore was crazy enough to live in peace with werewolves and to find a cure for "wolves". "Poison" potion, allowing the werewolf to remain rational after transformation.

The old fool was so naive that he could not hurt others if he became rational. It was impossible for werewolves and humans to coexist peacefully. It was Dumbledore's vain dream that ruined Remus Lupin's life. Now he's gone and here comes Lavender Brown, a simple girl who wants love.

"Why are you a kind and intelligent person, Moonface?" Pomona's tears fell silently. If he was as evil and ambitious as Fenrir, Pomona could justifiably hate him.

"Who's Moonface?" Draco asked.

"Remus Lupine." Pomona wiped away her tears and returned to normal. "He taught you Defense Against the Dark Arts for a year."

"I remember him, but I really didn't realize he was a werewolf." Draco said without energy. "If I hadn't read the newspaper, I wouldn't have known that Hagrid was actually a half-giant."

"And what do you think Hagrid is?" asked Pomona.

"I thought he was so tall because he drank too much raw bone water." Draco looked disgusted.

"You're so cute, Draco." Pomona ruffled Master Malfoy's blond hair, which she'd wanted to do a long time ago.

"So the headmistress of Beauxbatons is also a half-giant, right?" Draco straightened his hair. "Why don't you and her look very happy?"

"I'm not happy?" Pomona asked in surprise, she remembered to keep a smile on her face at all times.

"I dare say that the head of Ravenclaw is also a goblin half-breed, and he is not very happy, why are you all not very happy, except for that half-blood Veela Fleur Delacour."

"Go and chop that tree down, Malfoy!" Pomona yelled coldly, her hair started to move, and Draco ran out of the greenhouse as if frightened.

When he was gone, Pomona cursed the ring on her right hand, and soon a huge, bat-like thing ran towards the greenhouse.

"What's going on?" Severus looked at Pomona who was about to transform in surprise.

"Give me the palliative and tranquilizer, quick!" she gasped.

He immediately took out the potion she needed from the shapeshifting lizard skin space bag.

After drinking the palliative with hellebore syrup, the irritability and anxiety disappeared, and the feeling of excitement after drinking the tranquilizer also disappeared, and a feeling of exhaustion swept through the whole body.

"I hate rock and roll," Pomona said listlessly after returning to normal. "It makes my heart beat faster."

This kind of music is very bad for people who need to suppress themselves all the time.

She thought dully, then leaned on his shoulder and said "Thank you for the potion."

"Is it because I used black magic on you yesterday?" He said calmly, "There will be no next time."

"No, it has nothing to do with you. It's my own emotions that are out of control." She smelled the scent of sage on his body, which also had a calming effect. "Life is really unfair."

Pomona wanted to become a mixed-race Veela like Furong. Apart from her beautiful appearance, her Veela blood didn't affect her at all. She was still a human being, which was different from a monster like Pomona.

"She is special." Pomona said with some hope, "No wonder Madam Maxime let her participate in the Triwizard Tournament."

"You mean Fleur?" Severus wrapped her cloak tightly around her.

"She thinks the food at Hogwarts is too greasy. Is that why your hair looks greasy all the time?" Pomona smiled and looked at his fluffy hair and said, "I made her almost unable to get into her hair." Dress."

"Maybe it's because the food you cook is so delicious that she can't control herself." He smiled gently.

"Why couldn't I find a school last time I went to Durmstrang?" In vain, she was hungry and planned to eat a Scandinavian-style meal. The last time she went to France, she ate Provence bouillabaisse.

"That school is hidden to avoid someone's pursuit." He tapped the tip of her nose, "Not everyone is like you and can accept dark wizards."