Harry Potter Morning Light

There is a phoenix dancing in the dark.

However, when she took a closer look, she realized that it was not a phoenix, but a ball of flame, and it didn't look like it was "flying" because of the soul of an animal attached to it.

It will not be reborn like the real phoenix, because it has never "lived", it is just a part of a larger fire next to it.

This is true when it is "born", and it is also true when it perishes. It will not experience a period of vulnerability after Nirvana like the Phoenix.

And the phoenix is ​​not like a real bird, hatching from an egg.

There it was, and the chicks looked a bit like crows, but there's more to raising a phoenix than feeding it food.

Also feed it "fire", only then it will grow and grow bright red feathers.

"Neville!"

Pomona gasped, sat up on the bed, put on his shoes on the floor, and ran directly outside the office.

At this time, the night was dark, but she didn't use fluorescent lights, she had lived in this place for so many years, and she was already familiar with it. The castle was locked by this time, and she didn't want to disturb Filch, but fortunately she knew that there was a secret passage behind a portrait on the grand staircase leading to the dock.

After she came out of the exit, the boat that picked up the freshmen was ups and downs with the waves, and then she ran across the big lawn to the Quidditch pitch. The rain outside had stopped, and the ground was wet, and she would slip and fall if she was not careful, but she still arrived at the tent area without any risk, and the lights inside were still brightly lit.

Everyone was there, they were talking in a circle, and Pomona had a bad feeling for a moment.

"Get out of the way!" she said to everyone.

The seniors moved out of the way, and Pomona caught sight of Neville, soaked as if he had fallen into the water, and shivering under the blanket.

"You came back in the rain?" asked Pomona.

Neville nodded, "Flying... the flying carpet has no... cover."

He stammered, looking like he was frozen.

"Won't you come back after the rain stops?" Pomona said, casting a hot wind spell on Neville, and his clothes dried quickly.

"It started to rain halfway through." Neville looked at his dry shirt. "Thank you, Professor."

"Let's go, I'll give you some refreshing potions." Pomona said, holding Neville's shoulders, and led him away from the tent.

Originally, she planned to take him back to the castle, but she couldn't explain the problem of the secret passage. Fortunately, there was still some "stock" in the greenhouse.

When she returned to the greenhouse, she saw that Fox was still standing on the tree, and she felt a little uneasy about her conscience. She didn't even think about building a nest for him.

"Drink." She took a small bottle of refreshing potion from the locker and handed it to Neville.

After Neville drank the refreshing potion, steam came out of his ears, and his face looked much better.

"The next time this happens, stay overnight at Scamander's." Pomona put away the empty medicine bottle, "or ask Tina to drive you."

"She asked me to send you a message that she was sorry and had a bad attitude when she left," Neville said. "And Credence...I...I don't remember."

"Don't worry, think slowly," Pomona said, walking to the adjacent greenhouse and looking at Fox.

"Do you want to stay on the tree, or should I build you a nest like the principal's office?"

Fox barked, and Pomona didn't know what he meant, and she couldn't talk to birds.

But she still used the transfiguration technique to turn an acacia seedling into a wooden frame like the principal's office, and now Fox had a nest and branches to stand on.

When she finished her work and went back to see Neville, he looked at her with some fear.

"What's wrong?" Pomona asked.

"I don't remember." Neville lowered his head. "Mrs. Scamander said a lot to me."

"But I think I got what Tina was trying to say," Pomona said. "I shouldn't have said that about Clerdens."

"Who is Credence?" Neville asked.

"Didn't Tina say a lot about him?" Pomona asked.

Neville shook his head. "She brought up Grindelwald, the dark wizard that Dumbledore defeated."

"What did she say?"

"She said he used that boy, hey, I remember!" Neville yelled.

Pomona was not pleased with Neville's "good memory".

"What's the matter, Professor." Neville suppressed his smile.

"Let's go, shall I take you back, or are you planning to go back to the lounge?"

"Isn't the Gryffindor lounge closed?" Neville asked.

"I discussed with Minerva, if you can remember the password without a note, you must not tell you the password in the future." Pomona said, "Or you can practice it during the vacation."

"Simon and Dean will help me...but I'll do my best," said Neville.

"You go back." Pomona said, "It's too late, go to bed early."

Neville nodded and trotted out of the greenhouse.

After Neville left, Pomona turned back to clear the table. There were two cups on it, and the ice in them had already melted.

She couldn't help but think of the scene before the rain, and she seemed to have returned to that dark storage room for a while.

"Probably something added to Janice's perfume," she said dazedly, the only reasonable explanation.

In a couple of days she'd be able to ask Potions Master Janice what was in her perfume, and then she turned to look at the kindling bush behind her, flickering like a candle.

"It's great that you didn't become the 'chosen ones.'"

Pomona said what he hadn't said just now.

Although Neville's inability to use a Patronus as powerful as Harry's by the lake, isn't this a kind of "luck".

Then she looked down at the mud on her feet, and if she went back to the castle like this, even if she stained the floor, Filch couldn't threaten to punish her like he did his students.

Speaking of being used, Peeves was also used by Nearly Headless Nick. At that time, Ron and Harry didn't know what they were doing again. They entered the castle with their legs full of mud and were caught by Filch In order to save the two of them, Nick asked Peeves to throw the disappearing cabinet on top of Filch's head.

1992 happened to be the 500th anniversary of Nick's death. Peeves thought he would be able to attend the party if he did what Nick said, but he was still not invited, so he lost his temper in the kitchen.

Nearly Headless Nick has no materialization, not only does not have the bright colors of Peeves, but he cannot move any physical objects.

For a moment she thought Nearly Headless Nick was overdoing it, until he saved Justin Fallery's life.

If Nick hadn't blocked the sight of the basilisk, Justin would have died because of looking directly at the basilisk, becoming the second Muggle species to be "cleaned up".

Some people are like this, they are obviously afraid, but as long as someone is more afraid than themselves, he will not feel afraid, Draco Malfoy is such a person.

Neither he nor his father thought that the diary could be so powerful, and they talked about the monster, mainly because at the end of the first semester, Albus added a lot of points to Gryffindor, turning them into victory, The reason for this was that the three of them violated the school rules and went to the forbidden fourth floor.

'It's not fair! '

That was Draco's worry, his dad Lucius was worried about another.

The soul of the mysterious man is back?

Not in the form of a pearly white ghost, but in the body of Quirrell, who himself does not want to be the second Quirrell.

So he put the things that the mysterious man gave him into a box and took Bojinbok. These things related to black magic should not be touched directly by hand.

Where they went, there is no way to know, just like the broken disappearing cabinet, which was actually used by many wizards and wizards during the First Wizarding War, and they could escape through it when the Death Eaters rushed into their homes.

Later, people no longer used the disappearing cabinet to "disappear", because a Death Eater discovered the secret, and then all Death Eaters knew it, and he even entered school through it, and "education" has not yet graduated How the Reserves tormented house-elves with the Unforgivable Curse.

At that time, the greenhouse was still deserted. The previous dean and professor of herbal medicine preferred theater. After Pomona came, the greenhouse became less "weedy".

That chest was broken if it was broken, and despite its value, Filch was upset that Peeves hadn't gotten his "deserved punishment" and the pile of junk was left alone, leaving it where it was.

Pomona decided to get a house-elf to put it in the Room of Requirement tomorrow, even if it was a precious rag, what would foreign guests think if they saw it.

Anyway, there is no shortage of such expensive rags in the Room of Requirement.