Harry Potter Morning Light

Hagrid once got a Norwegian spine dragon egg, which he got from Quirrell who pretended to be passing by, and Quirrell managed to get information from him on how to deal with the three-headed dog.

According to Keeping Dragons for Fun and Profit, a female dragon will breathe on her egg to keep it "warm."

The temperature of the dragon's breath is enough to melt the rock and form a magma-like substance. Obviously, this so-called "warmth" is "slightly" different from the human definition. Hagrid's magic is actually not advanced, he is not particularly smart, and he dropped out of school, the way he hatched the dragon egg was to put it on the fire and roast it non-stop, and it was miraculously successful.

Next, you need to feed a fire dragon with a barrel of brandy and chicken blood every half an hour, similar to a mammal feeding a cub, but how do real fire dragons feed their cubs?

Although Scamander has explained it, Pomona still hasn't figured out how the dragon cheese came from. She only knows that the dragon cheese contains a lot of dragon fat, which is easy to understand. Snakes also have fat, which is as common as ordinary snake oil. As an external medicine, it can be used to treat frostbite.

And there's more to worry about than cheese.

It's not suitable to apparate after taking Niffler. Fortunately, there are other magical creatures in the Scamander family, and a wind dragon will take them back to Hogwarts.

This dragon is different from Drague in the Fire Dragon Reserve. It is not good at speed, but it can be inflated like a balloon, and it is very suitable for carrying people.

To own a hippogriff requires the Disillusionment spell on it, but the Disillusionment spell that works on a hippogriff may not work on a wyvern. Even though Scotland is vast and sparsely populated, and not as crowded as London, Pomona still feels that it is time to start when the coloring is darkened.

The dragon took them flying slowly, and they returned to school near midnight.

It was parked on a tree near the pumpkin patch at the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Pomona was carrying a cage with a snuffer in it, and was going to find the forest ranger, when he heard a "click" on the way, and then Neville's scream.

"It's me again!" Neville yelled.

Pomona hurried over to check. It turned out that Neville had stepped on a mouse trap set by Hagrid.

Fortunately, the cage was for catching rats, not wild animals. Pomona easily pulled the traps open, and Neville was not injured. After shaking his legs twice, he was able to walk again, albeit with a limp.

Then they went to Hagrid, who was up most of the night, with the lights still on, and she seemed to see him "communicating" with some horrible-looking animal through the window.

Pomona went around to the door and knocked on Hagrid's door.

"Here we come!" said Hagrid happily.

She waited patiently at the door for a while, probably hiding the unknown creature before Hagrid opened the door.

"It's so late, what's the matter, Dean?" asked the professor of the Protection of Magical Beasts.

"They're yours." Pomona handed Hagrid the cage that contained Snuffler. "Remember to keep them away from the castle."

Hagrid took the Niffler "Is there anything else?"

She remembered Hagrid's "mission" now.

"I'll see you tomorrow, good night, Hagrid."

"Good night, Dean."

After Hagrid closed the door, Pomona and Neville left Hagrid's cabin together.

It had been an exhausting day, and Pomona didn't even walk Neville to the tent door as he walked towards the camp on the Quidditch pitch, her eyes were only on the greenhouse, and her mind was dreaming of a place to rest. The bed was so bad that I didn't even want to take a shower.

"Ah!" She couldn't help but sneezed.

Even in summer, the nighttime temperature in the alpine forest is still very low, and the clothes worn during the day are a bit thin.

She took out the invisibility cloak, wrapped it around her body, and returned to the greenhouse trembling.

"where have you been?"

Just as she took out her wand and was about to open the door, she heard someone ask.

She followed the voice and looked over, a black figure came out from the darkness, it was "Big Star" Snape.

"How long have you been standing here?" Pomona asked.

He grimaced and said nothing.

"I went to Scamander's house, and I'm going to take Neville there tomorrow." She muttered. "Now I know why parents have a headache about how to send their children to school."

After speaking, she opened the glass door of the greenhouse with her wand, walked in, and opened the door deliberately.

"I have a gift for you." She took out the flannel pocket, and quickly found the box containing dragon cheese, and put it on the table. "It's more useful to you."

Then she threw the bag on the table and walked straight to the preparation room.

In addition to epiphyllum, there are many plants that bloom and pollinate at night. Bees are active during the day, so their pollination work will be handed over to insects that are active at night, etc. There are no such animals in the greenhouse, so pollination can only be done artificially Intervened.

That means she'll be working all night, and the bed is for that.

She flew directly onto the bed, trying to close her eyes and fall asleep immediately, but the old bat woke her up.

I almost forgot that honey-eating bats are also nocturnal, and not all bats suck blood.

"What do you want?" she said with her eyes closed.

"You only went to Scamander's residence? Why did you come back so late?" He asked interrogatively.

"I waited until dark on purpose to come back. It was the dragon who sent us back." She said dizzily.

"Why don't you Apparate?" he continued the interrogation.

"Because I'm taking Fantastic Beasts with me."

"You mean Longbottom?"

Suddenly she came to her senses and punched him.

"Don't talk about him like that!"

The old bat covered the place where he was beaten, looking very unconvinced.

"I brought some Nifflers back, and the Scamander's house is too full." Pomona said wearily, "Can we talk about it tomorrow if there is anything else?"

"You don't ask me what I'm doing?"

Obviously, it was about Wolfsbane Potion, but she felt that if he was perfunctory at this time, he would make her go to bed later.

Staying up late is too commonplace for a pharmacist who brews medicine according to the phase of the moon.

"I heard that the Ministry of Magic has taken out the scales. How far have you come?"

"They want me to change the name of the potion, without the word 'improvement,'" he said tartly. "What do you think it should be called?"

She knew that one word was all she needed to say at this point and she would be able to sleep peacefully, but her mind went blank.

"There is one more thing. You should spare time for a week before and after the full moon."

"But I still have... well." She gave up quickly.

There is no rush to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament, but the matter of Remus cannot be delayed.

"I've thought about the second level." He said in a low voice, "I'm going to use the Soundless Bird."

She didn't speak.

"I'll talk to Graplan," she said after a moment.

After being silent for a while, she just wanted to ask him if he had anything else to say, but he had already stood up.

That poor little Slytherin had grown so big that the shadow he made could completely cover her.

"Don't underestimate the allure of darkness." Albus said to Barty Crouch Jr. after learning of the results of her trial. "Even the purest heart is drawn to it."

But Pomona still thinks so, power does not distinguish between black and white, only in the heart.

"Good night," Severus said in a voice as soft as the softest velvet.

Her mind went blank as she watched him leave the lounge like a cloud of black smoke.

"Wow!"

She heard a dog barking, subconsciously turned her head, and saw a big black dog standing outside the greenhouse through the glass.

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"Shake hands, Sirius!"

Like a pet dog, she asked Sirius Black, who had just transformed from animal form back to human form, to extend her right hand, probably because she was too horrified that he actually did what she said.

"Good boy." She said with a smile, rubbing his black hair, as if rewarding a pet dog.

James stomped his feet laughing, and Remus, though pale from his weakness, laughed anyway.

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Georgiana looked at the man in front of her who extended his hand to invite her to dance. He extended his left hand to her, and she remembered that Sirius was right-handed.

Of course, it cannot be made inevitable because of accidental events. Maybe this person is right-handed, but he is just used to inviting people to dance with his left hand.

"Who are you?" She controlled her trembling voice and said in as gentle a tone as possible.

"Lyra Bleak," said the man who looked like Sirius. "Thank you for saving my life."