Harry Potter Morning Light

"Grab it quickly."

When Pomona and Severus passed the scoring hourglass with potted Mandrakes, several students were running after a puppet.

"Hahaha." Paul laughed, as arrogant as Peeves.

She couldn't help but rolled her eyes, then glanced at the scoring hourglass. Gryffindor and Slytherin "go hand in hand", leaving Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff far behind.

"You're at the bottom again." The Head of Slytherin looked at the hourglass and smiled triumphantly.

She didn't feel very angry, but felt that those words had come true.

"If a man is to become a hero, the snake must first become a dragon," she said softly.

The smile on Severus' face disappeared instantly.

"I didn't say you would definitely lose." Pomona said hastily, "If there were no bloodthirsty lions in the world, Hercules would be sleeping soundly on his bed."

But her explanation obviously didn't work, and he turned his head and walked away, and he took a long step, and his cloak spread like a bat's wings.

She sighed silently, why did she mention those things just now?

"What an idiot." She muttered in a low voice, and trotted after her.

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No one has ever asked Harry Potter if he is willing to be the so-called "savior".

In the Forbidden Forest, when he got the Avada Kedavra curse for the second time, many people witnessed that the green light was not reflected like the first time, and it just hit Voldemort's body, he saw It looks like dead, just like a normal person.

He was a normal guy, too, Albus had told Pomona about the ugly duckling, and he had told Severus, who was also disappointed in Harry at the time. Of course, he didn't despise Harry for not being perfect, but for his ordinaryness.

In particular, Lily's "love spell" was invalid after Voldemort used Harry's blood to revive her. Harry had fewer ways to save his life, but he and Ron Weasley stood in the corridor of the school, watching the freshmen their jokes.

But at that time, he still had to take care of his godson. Love can be fatal, but breaking a magic contract is equally fatal, especially the unbreakable oath. He can still distinguish the priorities of life and death matters.

Despite the rumors outside that the scar on Harry's forehead had disappeared, the Dark Mark on Severus' arm was still there, although it hadn't become as noticeable as it had been in Harry's fourth year.

If the mysterious man will come back, this time the situation is different from the last time, they lost Dumbledore, and the goblins no longer believe in humans, although Ludo Bagman disappeared, his debts are still there, obviously not There will be anyone who will pay his debts.

In the Goblin Brotherhood riots that happened not long ago, the goblins took up their wands, which has violated the "reconciliation" conditions established between humans and goblins during the previous goblin rebellion.

In the past, Severus might still have worried, but he was "dead", and he still had nightmares about the snake named Nagini swallowing a colleague, and he obviously couldn't mix it up. Become a spy among the goblins.

Even Voldemort couldn't have Apparated that far, from England to Albania, let alone when he was under the Death Curse.

"Or let's go to Albania," Pomona said.

"What are you going to see?" he said calmly.

"I don't know, see what's weird there?" Pomona said.

He shook his head and took a sip of his wine. Pomona didn't continue to try to persuade him, but also took a sip of red wine.

To be honest, she felt very scared herself, what if Voldemort still had a soul fragment, and it was attached to one of them like Quirrell?

"Are you scared?" Severus asked.

Pomona looked him in the eye.

"Yes, I'm afraid." She said frankly.

He stretched out his arms toward her, and Pomona stood up, came to him, and put his arms around her.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." He said in a low and steady voice.

She doesn't really understand why men always like this, but she is still very cooperative in acting as a weak person who needs to be protected.

Due to the weakening of Spain and the strengthening of Northern Europe, the Thirty Years' War broke out from 1618 to 1648, and this period almost overlapped with the outbreak of peasant uprisings in the late Ming Dynasty.

If it’s just inflation, or stagflation, it’s actually fine. At worst, everyone will “barter” again, but those people who borrowed money from bankers really went to industry with these gold and silver?

Is it possible that they bought a large number of scarce materials in the market, making the already soaring prices even more soaring, instead of using the money to buy art and other aspects.

And these scarce supplies, such as food, are exactly what the army needs, which will make them a lot of money for a period of time. But with the bankruptcy of Spain, just like the river dried up, the "waterwheels" that rely on the water of the river also lost power, and then the "machine" failed.

Or this is the case. Participate in the monetization of silver in the Eastern Great Empire and obtain the right to mint coins. In this way, you can also buy a large amount of materials-grain, and then ship it back by sea. At this time, the price of grain has already increased, and it is compared with silk Even profitable later.

Only in this way, the East will face a food crisis. There was already a famine in the late Ming Dynasty.

It was because Li Zicheng did not receive military pay. Due to the annexation of land in the late Ming Dynasty and the existence of a group of tax-free privileged people, the tax base of the Ming Dynasty was shaken and the military pay could not be issued.

And because peasant uprisings needed to be suppressed and military pay needed, Chongzhen, like Philip II, increased taxes, leading to more peasant uprisings. When collecting taxes in kind, it did not take into account that the consumption of grain transportation was higher than the land tax itself, and road construction was needed to improve transportation conditions. Should the money for road construction be paid by the state or privately?

Anyway, the clan of the Ming Dynasty did not come out, and even when there was a famine, they did not provide disaster relief. Instead, they closed the Zhumen and let the hungry people do whatever they wanted.

When Li Zicheng came, he announced a three-year tax exemption, and then led the hungry people to attack the mansions of these Ming Dynasty clans, and used their money and food to relieve the disaster, and the scale of the rebel army grew bigger and bigger.

The Spaniards also like Zorro, who robs the rich and gives to the poor, and marks a "z" with a whip wherever he goes.

Attila, Timur, and the Mongols are all called "God's Whip". If a large number of civilians die, the tax base and the source of soldiers will be exhausted. The lords may bring dozens of knights in their own The territory can do whatever it wants, but what should we do when facing the Mongolian army?

When the mantis catches the cicada, it "seeks profit and forgets form", forgetting to protect its own safety.

The smell of sage on Severus' body somehow turned into the smell of blood. It was faint at first, mixed with the aroma of wine, and then it became stronger and stronger, making people nauseous.

She seemed to have come to the houseboat, the water of the Black Lake was undulating, causing the boats in the houseboat to collide lightly, making a dull sound.

A giant python made a terrifying "hissing" sound, but even more terrifying was its owner, whose red eyes were looking at her.

"Don't be afraid," Pomona said, patting him on the back. "You're safe."

After a while, she saw green eyes like Lily's, but they were as blurred as reflections in the lake.

"Don't leave me," he said pitifully.

"I won't leave you," she said quietly, as if in charity.

Then the smell of blood disappeared, replaced by a strong aroma of wine.

Isidora thought she was very powerful, but even the Bodhisattva chose to close her eyes after seeing the world. How much effect can her mortal power play in this sea of ​​suffering and blood?

There was a crisp sound in her ears, as if something had fallen to the ground.

She followed the sound and found that it was a silver coin. It rolled and rolled, and stopped at her feet. There was a little blood on the silver coin.

It gave off an ominous smell, and she subconsciously wanted to throw it out.

"Draco doesn't want to inherit the family business," Severus said.

"Then what does he want to do?" she said casually.

"A professional Quidditch player."

"But I remember he didn't play after junior year," Pomona said.

"Sissy banned him because she thought the sport was dangerous," Severus said.

Pomona thought this was normal, a lot like what Naxisha would do.

At this moment, she lowered her head and found that the silver coin and the ominous aura had disappeared.

"Would you like to ride a broomstick?" Pomona asked.

He didn't answer.

"Or do you want to play a game of wizard chess with me?" She asked with a smile.

"Whatever I do, I don't want to think about blood and war anymore," he said flatly.

So she used the summoning spell to summon the wizard chess in the study. It was very old and had been found by a kid chasing the Magic Key, and he didn't want it, so he gave it to Pomona.

"Why did you ask me to ride a broom?" Severus asked.

Pomona watched his face, trying not to smile.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." Pomona fiddled with the pieces, "Are you black or am I black?"

"Let you go first." He turned the chessboard around and asked her to take the white piece.

"I prefer to attack later." She said, turning the game around again, but accidentally touched the wine glass, and the red wine in it spilled all over the floor.

She immediately silenced the wine, and Severus didn't seem to notice, staring at the board and thinking about the first move.

So she let go of her heart and focused on the chessboard.