Harry Potter Morning Light

Pomona knocked on the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Come in." Remus Lupine's voice came from behind the door.

She opened the door and walked in, to find Remus frowning, looking at a map.

"Hey, Professor Lupine, are you ready?"

"Oh, it's you." Remus put down the map in his hand, "What can you do, Professor Sprout."

Pomona took out the potion that Snape gave, "It's time to say goodbye to those hairy crabs."

"It's also time to set up the examination room." Remus also said with a smile, "Just wait for me for a while!"

He turned around and went back to his office.

Pomona looked at Remus's back, he looked much better than when he first came to Hogwarts, and he didn't look so haggard.

The most important thing is that she heard that after drinking the potion improved by Severus, Remus can maintain his sanity even in the transformation state, which is already a very important leap.

After all, the aconitum contained in the original works will only make people's heartbeat almost stop, as if entering a dying state, so such werewolves are not threatening.

A moment later, Remus came briskly down the stairs, his wizard phonograph in hand.

"I don't think music is needed for cleaning," Pomona said.

"No no no, we're not just doing hygiene, don't forget those 'big guys'." Remus said with a smile, "We're going to catch them."

"Okay." Pomona shrugged. "Let's go."

Remus placed the gramophone on a table at the door of the classroom, and then placed the probe on the record, and the cheerful music started immediately.

"How about this one?" Remus asked, writhing around as if dancing.

"Very nice," she said with a smile.

'We're all old guys now. ’ She thought to herself, Remus must not have heard what young people are listening to these days, and the last time she went to the lounge, it happened to be a party day, and the "rock" that was played at that time made her dizzy.

So they went to the next door together, opened the door, and then Pomona unscrewed the cap of the potion bottle, and it immediately emitted a terrible blue smoke.

She threw the potion bottle in hastily, and Remus closed the door. There was no sound at first, but after ten seconds, there was a loud noise inside, followed by a deluge of crackling noises.

"Oops, fourth floor!" Pomona yelled immediately.

"Come on," Remus said.

Then they ran down the stairs to the fourth-floor corridor, where Filch was polishing the armor.

"Stay away from the lost wand storage room." Pomona yelled as she passed by Filch. After all, Remus was much taller than her. He got there first and locked the door.

They both ran out of breath, then looked at each other and smiled.

"Did you get into trouble that much when you were a student?" Pomona asked.

"Compared to my other two friends, no." Remus said with a smile, and then he seemed to think of something, and the smile froze.

"You mean Sirius Black and James Potter?" asked Pomona.

"When can we go in?" Remus asked.

"Er... I didn't ask," Pomona said.

"Leave it alone for today, and we'll come back another day," Remus said.

"Good," said Pomona, taking a look at Remus. "I'm glad to see you back to health, Professor Lupine."

"Thank you." Remus smiled, and went downstairs first.

"Is this the same as it was two years ago? The entire fourth-floor hallway off limits?" Filch asked.

"No, but you won't come near it for a week," Pomona said, and then left too.

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Georgiana asked the Brussels police chief and the battalion commander of the French gendarmerie, as well as Napoleon's adjutant Savary, to sit across the desk, but they insisted on standing.

One of them is arrogant, and the other is aggrieved. Even if they don't look at their uniforms, they can tell who they are.

In addition to the Rhine Army, a group of troops stationed in Belgium was also transferred to Santo Domingo, and almost none of these people will come back. The rest of the army stationed in Brussels has begun to withdraw to Fort Fairford one after another, but the military police have not withdrawn, but this is not the focus of their dispute.

"We can't wear those uniforms, ma'am," said the Brussels police prefect gravely. "They're beautiful, but they're impractical. We can't catch thieves in them."

"These uniforms are not for you to wear every day, but for honors..."

"We have more urgent needs than new uniforms."

"What do you want?" Georgiana asked.

"Dogs." The Brussels Police Chief looked at Georgiana. "Please allow my officers to take dogs on duty at night, so that we can travel better. If we increase manpower, it will increase costs. In addition, criminals will wear light clothing when they are ready to commit crimes." Clothes, even if the uniforms we usually wear are not as good-looking as the ones you showed us, they are still light and light, and the equipment is still not as good as those criminals, but it is different with dogs, they run fast, and they have the sense of hearing and smell. , quick to move, easy to search with a dog, and can also give an early warning by barking. In October, a criminal planned to rob a bakery. The owner of the shop kept a dog at home. A nearby police officer came and this officer was brave enough to go forward and arrest the criminal."

"Then should the award be given to the dog or to the man?" the battalion commander said from the side.

The chief of police took a deep breath, and then said, "Marinoa Quan is a very good shepherd dog, not a hunting dog, and has excellent obedience. We have trained dogs to follow people on night patrols a long time ago."

"Dogs are just a kind of animal. They bite people and only obey the orders of their masters, regardless of whether the person is good or bad." Villagers will attack."

"As I said, the horse-dog is a shepherd's dog," said the chief of police.

"It is always aggressive. Don't forget the Rewodang beast in the museum. It is actually not as big as we imagined, but it ate so many people." the Declaration of the Rights of Man in 1793."

Georgiana did not make a sound. The Declaration of Human Rights in 1793 was promulgated by the Jacobins. Originally, there were many kinds of hounds in France. Later, almost all of these dogs were hunted down. Only a very small number survived in secret places, or followed The fugitives came to foreign countries and bred their offspring abroad.

For example, the Clumber Spaniel, although strong, is very docile and enjoys the company of humans. It is a very good family pet dog, and it will not cause any trouble except for a little more hair.

In fact, the uniforms made by those golden scissors tailors are really beautiful, but she didn't expect that the police officers would find this reason to refuse.

Honor is an invisible and invisible thing outside the body. The only principle to defend honor is to be loyal to one's own beliefs at all times. A person who admires honor must have courage. When his honor is insulted or violated, he will draw his sword to defend it. Lack of Courage, his other principles are but a sword without a point.

"I respect your choice," Georgiana said. "You don't have to wear those uniforms."

The scene was quiet for a while.

"I heard you were attacked by robbers," said the chief of police, softly.

"And more than once." The battalion commander said from the side.

"Yes," replied Georgiana. "It is a good wish to bring home those who have hid in the forest, but it seems to add to your workload."

"Is that law temporary or permanent?" asked the Chief of Police gravely.

"As long as Napoleon is in power, it will work." Adjutant Savary said aside.

The chief of police looked at him and then at Georgiana.

"Then this little hard work is nothing." The police chief said softly, "We will strengthen our vigilance, and similar things will never happen again."

"Thank you, officer, and you can rest," Georgiana said.

The chief of police saluted her, then turned and left the room.

She pursed her lips. "I thought the police department would place an order for police uniforms."

"The Belgians are almost as rustic as the Germans," said the battalion commander, "and stuffy and boring."

Georgiana smiled bitterly. Besides doing housework, what useful things did she do?