Harry Potter Morning Light

Pomona walked outside the hall, where the house-elves were busy cleaning the castle to a new look.

She should have joined them at this time, but she was in a hurry to go back to the office, and she was in no mood to stay until she came to the wall where blood was written on it.

Filch used Mrs. Skoll's all-purpose cleaning agent, which can clean even ectoplasm, but it couldn't do anything to those bloody characters. At that time, the whole castle was in panic, and no one paid attention to it. Those words, thinking about it now, were definitely not what Ginny, an 11-year-old girl, could write.

"What are you looking at?" Nearly Headless Nick asked suddenly.

"Nothing." She said dazedly.

"I thought you heard Parseltongue again," Nick said. "That was the scariest sound I've ever heard."

After finishing speaking, Nick floated away, and Pomona looked up at the wall in front of her again. After Harry destroyed the diary with the basilisk's fangs, the blood on the wall disappeared by itself, but she always felt that the blood had penetrated Go in and leave stubborn stains on the wall.

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As she dived deeper and deeper, the red liquid became more and more like some kind of viscous blood, and the hoarse Parseltongue sounded in her ears again.

She couldn't understand what it was saying, but she swam in that direction, and after a while the water became clear and cold.

She swam to the surface, then poked her head out cautiously, and found herself in the Hogwarts dock.

The light in the room was dim, but she still saw the snake—Nagini was suspended in a magic ball of light, twisting and circling like a snake in a water ball.

"I, my lord." Snape said dumbly, "I don't understand what you mean, you used that wand to perform extraordinary magic..."

"No." A pale, snake-faced grotesque interrupted him roughly. "I am extraordinary, but this wand does not show the legendary power. The one from Levander's made no difference."

She remembered that the ghoul was Voldemort, and what he was holding was the Elder Wand.

"Ollivander said there was no more powerful wand," said Snape. "When the boy comes tonight, this wand will not let you down, I'm sure."

Snape stared closely at Voldemort, and said in an extremely firm tone, "It only obeys you and no one else."

"Really?" Voldemort asked, his tone sounded a little naive. "This wand, really obeys me?"

"Owner?"

"You're a wise man, Severus, do you know why I called you back from battle?" Voldemort began to move about the room, his cloak creaking like snakes. "The Elder Wand didn't really follow me, Since I am not its true owner, and the Elder Wand belongs to the wizard who killed his previous owner, that means you, you killed Albus Dumbledore."

She suddenly felt a person appeared beside her, Albus was standing on the water, watching the scene in front of her indifferently.

"As long as you live, this wand will not belong to the real me, Severus, you are a good servant and loyal, but only I can live forever."

Snape understood what he was going to do, but still racked his brains for something to say.

"Owner……"

Voldemort flicked his wand, and the elderberry streaked through the air, and he fell, hitting the glass.

"Nagini, kill him," said Voldemort in Parseltongue, which she understood.

The big snake started to attack him, its fangs pierced his neck, blood stained his white shirt and the purple tie that Pomona had given him.

"Why didn't you watch it?" Albus asked.

She even covered her ears, she didn't want to hear anything.

But the terrible sound passed through her hands and reached her ears.

"It's a pity." Voldemort said softly, without any sadness or remorse, and left the dock.

"The pool of blood has a reflective surface too, do you want to see it?" Albus asked.

"Shut up!" she yelled.

"You can save him if you want," said Albus. "You know where the antidote is."

"I know what you're trying to say." She said in a hoarse, old crone's voice, "like you, you can also use the Time-Turner to go back in time and drive those three Muggle kids away."

"Do you know why I didn't do that?" Albus asked.

She bit her lip.

"We always do something that we regret, fantasizing that if we have another chance, we will not make the same mistake, and you can do the same, indulging in this fantasy." Albus said, "You heard Finny Yas said it."

"Why are you telling a painting!" Pomona exclaimed.

"Not a painting, but all the headmasters at Hogwarts, and it's up to them to decide whether to make everything public." said Albus. "Don't you love him? Why don't you want to stay in the headmaster's office for a while ?”

"I saw him kill you," she cried. "Do you know how sad I am?"

"Me too," said Albus, "do you know how upset I am?"

She looked up at him.

"I think you have the best of everything in the world," said Albus slowly, "so I never thought of forgiving him until the last moment."

"Then you gave the power to the portrait?" she asked.

"Harry went to find Severus, I have no choice but Fawkes, I have only them by my side," said Albus, "But you have!"

"Do you want me to blame myself?"

"It's harder to blame yourself than to forgive other people's mistakes." Albus said sadly. "What if I cast the spell that hit Arianna that day?"

She couldn't answer.

"She's not as pretty as you, but she's still my treasure." Albus said in pain. "Gellert...why didn't he come after me?"

"You can also be a 'human shield'." She said indifferently, "Stand in front of Arianna."

Albus looked at her in surprise.

"Why do you think I fell in love with him?" She smiled. "He knows so many black magic spells, but at that moment he thought of such a stupid way. You said that what kind of person we are is not our responsibility." What kind of ability is our choice, this is Severus' choice, but you have been obsessed with his learning black magic, you want to transform him, so that he is like you, who told me Want to accept people with different values?"

"You're still defending him?" Albus asked.

"I hate it when you talk to me when I'm being fair," she said angrily.

Albus let out a long sigh, "I thought you'd be angry if you took Cedric away, so I didn't care about you."

"You knew then?" she asked in surprise.

"I want you to be happy," said Albus softly. "I thought he could give it to you."

"He can indeed give it to me." She said blankly, "I just don't want to hear others correct me, saying 'you are wrong'."

"You still want to live in seclusion now?" Albus asked.

she laughed.

"Always thought, I think it would be nice to be like the Flamels," she said lightly, sinking slowly into the water. "But I was wrong, Albus, humans live in groups."

'You can be like me too. '

She seemed to hear Albus say.

Live in a tower, lock a lover in another tower, and keep this secret in your heart for a century?

No, Albus, I don't want to live like you.

It's really tiring to hide, she doesn't want to hide anymore.

When she resurfaced, she was back in the tub, and the water was clear again, but the rose was still red.

As if everything just now was just a dream.