Harry Potter Morning Light

Pomona changed into a cream chiffon dress, the sort for guests, that rustled as she walked around the store, the hem blooming like a flower Come.

"How do I look?" she asked Severus happily.

He smiled, as if pleased with what he saw, and looked at the clerk to "wrap that up, too."

"Okay, Professor." The clerk said happily, but Pomona was a little hesitant. This was the sixth set of clothes she tried on, and it was also the sixth set that was packed without asking the price.

"How much?" Pomona asked quickly.

"Let me worry about the money." He said in a tone that was clearly smug but pretending to be calm.

"I can not……"

"You want to wear this to Bokinbok?" he said suddenly.

Pomona looked at the dress on her body. She wanted to wear it to the Smith family reunion, but she didn't want to wear it to Borginburg, where it was dusty and dirty.

"Go get changed again," Severus said.

She is hesitant, she doesn't have many chances to become what she is now, why buy so many clothes?

Snape, who had come to the counter to pay, probably noticed her hesitation and led her to a corner.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"What a waste," she muttered.

"You have worn all these clothes." He said forcefully.

"Just trying it on." She defended, "It's not like it's second-hand after wearing it once."

He looked unhappy.

Irene didn't let Severus wear second-hand school robes, she just let him wear the flowered shirt she wore...

"Did you bring enough money? I haven't bought it for you yet." She whispered.

Now his face looks better.

"Which one would you choose for me?" Severus asked.

"This one!" She quickly took a long dark blue coat from the hanger, "Try it on."

He didn't even look at it, and threw it directly to the clerk.

"Why don't you try it on?" Pomona asked.

"It can be changed if it doesn't fit." He said calmly.

"Then what's the point of buying ready-made clothes?" she asked angrily. "It's better to go to Mrs. Birkin's gown shop."

"Just this one?" Severus asked.

She felt that she was communicating with Tuba Diao.

She walked to the next door angrily, and took off a dark green bachelor's gown.

"This one." She pushed it to him.

He looked at it for a moment. "It's not a proper Slytherin green."

"Are you arguing with me like this right now?" Pomona asked.

"You want to go back to the party?"

"No!" she said sharply.

"Then what are you going to do, you need to be in such a hurry?" He asked again.

"What is orthodoxy!" Pomona said in a word. "Do you know how many kinds of green there are?"

"I thought I was the Head of Slytherin."

She rolled her eyes, and then she felt that her eyes went dark, and Snape had already taken off the cloak and put it on her.

"That's enough." He said with satisfaction, "Wait for me here."

Pomona looked at his back. Without the robe, he looked a lot cleaner, as if it had been summer.

But the robe on her body was uncomfortably hot.

At this time, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the moonlight dress, which she forgot when she tried it on just now.

Now that they are leaving, it seems too late to try them on again.

She glanced at Snape's back, he was placing Galleon on the counter.

It wasn't her thing, and she preferred him and Lily waiting at the Three Broomsticks table when they were kids, waiting for her to put the butterbeer in front of them.

"let's go."

Just as she was dazed for a moment, he had already paid the bill and left the tailor's shop with his arms around her shoulders.

"Welcome to come next time." The clerk smiled happily, waiting for the door to close by itself before blocking her inquiring sight.

There was still some distance between the tailor's shop and Knockturn Alley, but Snape didn't intend to take the street, but shuttled through the alleys behind the shop, as if he was already familiar with the complex terrain.

"Give way."

When crossing a very narrow alley, a handyman came pushing a large box of kitchen waste, and Severus made her stand against the wall, standing between Pomona and the handyman, as if he didn't care about his The back was stained with kitchen waste.

The handyman left quickly, leaving behind a smell of food just starting to rot, it was summer after all.

The smell didn't make people feel happy, but she didn't dare to move, because she could feel the pounding heartbeat against her chest.

"You are beautiful." He whispered, his voice was so loud that her eardrums ached.

She looked at the bricks in the alley, and even her breathing was tight.

Then his hand brushed past her face as if probing, along the line of the neck, down the folds of the robe, and then gently tugged.

"This place is not dressed well." He said meticulously, and then took her hand and walked forward.

The place where they were going next was not even touched by the midsummer sun, so she subconsciously hid behind him.

As the doorbell on the shop door rang softly, they entered Blogger Borgin, which smelled stale and dusty.

"Professor Snape," said an old man behind the counter, "what brought you here today?"

"I have a question," Severus said.

Snow-white Borginbock smiled.

"I already answered you last time, and I even gave you the list of guests that Riddle served..." Boginbok paused as he spoke, his eyes just met Pomona.

"It's not for sale." Severus hid Pomona behind him.

"I only take things," said Borginbock "How can I help you?"

"I have a question, have you ever received or sold a necklace?"

"I've got one," Borginbock said. "It's in the back, want to see it?"

"Not that one," said Severus, aiming his wand at a Galleon "it is."

Soon Gallon himself transformed into a Slytherin locket.

"Oh, you mean this one." Borginbock said bluntly "Yeah, we got it under weird circumstances, it was brought by a young witch, and it happened to be Christmas .She said she was in desperate need of gold, well, that was obvious. Wearing rags, coming from far away... and having a baby. She said the locket was a Slytherin thing, well, we Always heard people say, 'Oh, this is Merlin's, this is his favorite teapot', but when we checked it out, it really had the Slytherin mark on it, with a few simple Of course, it is almost priceless, and she doesn't seem to know how much this thing is worth. I happily exchanged it for ten Galleons, and this is the best deal we have ever done."

"Who did you sell that necklace to?" Severus continued.

Bojinboke shook his head, "You know the rules, this store will not provide the names of customers casually."

Severus counted a stack of Galleons from his purse and placed it on the counter.

Pomona counted carefully, and there were exactly 10 of them.

Boginbock immediately changed his face, and whispered in Snape's ear.

"Do you remember what that witch looked like?" Snape asked.

"She's pretty memorable." Boginbock looked at Pomona.

Snape stood in front of Pomona.

"Can you provide that memory?"

Bojinbok hesitated for a moment, and aimed a wand with a twisted handle at his forehead, and all silver threads appeared on the tip of the wand.

"I can give it to you." Borginbock looked at the silver mass, then at Snape, "but what do you want in exchange?"

"How much do you want?" Snape asked.

"It's not Galleon."

"Then what do you want?"

"Maybe one day, I'll be in trouble, serious trouble," Boginbock said, "and I'll need a little favor from you."

"I'll help you," said Snape, reaching out to take the memory, but Borginberg dodged it.

"I need memories, too." Boginbock stared at Snape like a viper, "and this memory will help me escape from the 'trouble' I just said."

A gust of wind blew in from nowhere. Pomona looked over and found that the door of a cabinet was open.

She took a closer look and found that it was a complete disappearing cabinet. Just as she walked over and was about to close the cabinet door, a vixen flew out of the cabinet and flew around Bojinbok's store until it was caught by a withered hand.

"Deal," said Snape.

Boginbok then put the memory on the wand into a test tube.

"Let's go." After closing the stopper of the test tube, Snape reached out to her.

She immediately and naturally took his hand and left.

Before going out, she looked back at Boggin Bock, who was also looking at Pomona inquisitively, until the door closed to block his view. Of course, he didn't say "welcome next time".

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Later, with the memory provided by Boginbock, Albus obtained Merope's photo, and with that photo, Bob Alden, a former employee of the Department of Magic Enforcement, recognized her. Merope is indeed as memorable as Bojinbok said, not to mention that she has such a father and brother.

Through Alden, Albus found Little Hangleton, the ancestral home of the Riddle family, and through this place, he learned about Marvolo Gaunt's house and Voldemort's Horcrux hidden there-there is a resurrection The ring of the Resurrection Stone, Albus carefully avoided the Resurrection Stone when he slashed it with the sword of Gryffindor.

He could have hidden the Resurrection Stone himself in the Snitch that Harry had touched once, but he let Pomona do it because he was weak and he was afraid that if Harry couldn't figure it out, Pomona would Direct him so Harry can enter Hufflepuff's common room.

Although Hufflepuff loves good food, he also loves Quidditch, and there are many pictures of Quidditch on the walls of the lounge, as well as a portrait of Cedric.

But Harry seemed to have figured it out for himself, and Hufflepuff's lounge was the only one he hadn't visited while at school.

In fact, Voldemort may have wanted the resurrection of his mother more than his father's bones, but at that time Merope was probably sent to a mass grave for burial. No one knew where she was buried, and no one knew her name. She only had time to give her son the same name as his father, and to use his grandfather's name as a middle name before dying.

It's not easy to find a place based on photos, unless it's a place of interest like the Eiffel Tower, and that's why Albus drove the Thestrals and looked for the cave everywhere.

It's not as easy as using a camera to convert memory into a photo that can be flushed out by developing potions. Pomona doesn't know what Severus and Albus are doing behind the scenes. After the disaster, the door was still open, and it was not sealed.

In Lita Lestrange's description, a woman is just a flower in the French Lestrange family tree, fragile and lonely.

But it was such a flower that completely disrupted Grindelwald's plan. He did not plan to burn Paris, because Lita destroyed the skeleton "hookah" in Vendarozir's hand, making the fire uncontrollable .

Equally uncontrollable was Grindelwald's temper, who killed Leta, the last member of the direct line of the French Lestrange family, and then all the wealth of the French branch went to the British Lestrange family.

Not everyone is happy to show their treasures, or there are too many things to put, and some of the treasures are placed in the family vault at Gringotts.

Along with Hufflepuff's Gold Cup.

After all, apart from Hogwarts, Gringotts is the safest place in the world. Of course, Bella will take good care of what the "master" gave her, instead of rushing to get rid of it like Malfoy, or secretly like Severus Take it for yourself.

When Pomona saw Bella again, she had just emerged from the disappearing cabinet, where her career in Azkaban had ruined her health, making her look like a boggart from the cabinet.

She really wanted to hide behind Severus, but she soon saw that scene, after a green light, Albus fell from the Astronomy Tower, the most important and reliable man in her life at the same time all gone.

If someone asked her what she was thinking at the time, she felt that she had nothing to think about.

She was like a ghost who had lost her body, and she didn't feel alive again until the moment of the decisive battle came.

Then when the truth comes out, she has to live in a state of realization and regret at the same time, while others celebrate victories or bandage wounds.

When she saw the man who was said to be dead appear in front of her, it was like a dream, even if he poured compound potion into the mouth of a Death Eater in front of her, and faked death, she didn't say anything What.

Like Bella, she probably didn't feel anything when she saw the murder happening right in front of her eyes.

She just wants to escape, leave this place, and live the ideal life she wants.

With many questions, she lived "happy" for six years until that day came.

The house-elf, Hotkey, had died long before Alden, and if it weren't for the client list, Albus would never have thought of accessing the memories of a house-elf who was so befuddled that he confused sugar with poison.

But she is the only "witness" that Hurlbartz Smith did have both Hufflepuff's cup and Slytherin's locket.

And Alden was not willing to hand over his memory until his death.

Even if Alden himself died, he still had family, friends, and God knew how much trouble this memory would cause them.

But Albus "convinced" him anyway, or, he got the memory.

After all, there is a potion brewed from ayahuasca, which is enough to break down Occlumency, but the man's brain is destroyed, but Alden is not far from death, how many people will attend his funeral for a little man like him?