Harry Potter Morning Light

The cold and damp fog mixed with the rotting stench from the depths of the Forbidden Forest filled her nostrils, and Pomona had to cast a waterproof spell on herself to keep her clothes from getting wet from the fog.

There were several corpses of eight-eyed spiders in the bushes and snow. They glowed orange, obviously after drinking poison.

"They're bigger than usual," Hannah said, pointing at the dead spiders with her fluorescent wand.

"Aragok has a wife, and female spiders are generally larger than male spiders." Pomona added coldly.

"How much older?" Hannah asked.

"About four times." Pomona said perfunctorily, looking around the foggy forest. The fog was so thick that she couldn't tell whether the white expanse in front of her was a spider web or a fog.

Eight-eyed spiders like to be nocturnal, and now they may go out to look for food. Hunger makes them hungry, and even Spider King Aragog plans to eat them.

"Follow the orange light." Pomona said to the Thestrals, they walked down the hillside, gradually approaching a cave, and from time to time made a "rustling" sound from the dark cave, like a duster brush sound across the desktop.

"They won't go in there," Hannah said tremblingly.

"Let's take a look around." Pomona suggested, and she didn't want to go to the cave that was suspected to be the spider's lair until the last moment.

The atmosphere in this woodland is dark and depressing. It is really not a place where unicorns may appear. There are rocks and bushes everywhere, and there is not a single tree. Anyone who lives here is guaranteed to have only suffering in life.

"What do you see around here?" Pomona asked Hannah.

"No." Hannah went on trembling. "I hate Gryffindor."

"Adventures are in their nature, and the rewards are astonishing for those who dare, boy."

"Aren't you afraid, Dean?" Hannah asked.

"I just want to go home early, have a cup of hot chocolate, and go to sleep." She thought for a moment and added, "Maybe make out."

"Ouch!" Hannah screamed with disgust.

"Do you remember how Professor Lupine taught you how to deal with Boggarts? Funny." Pomona took out her wand and said pretendingly, "Fear can make people excited, but don't let fear control you, you have experienced Horror. The battle of Gwarz, who was an Auror."

Pomona knew that Hannah Albert's resistance to pressure was not good, but at least she was not afraid of spiders, not to mention that the forest was the home of plant-based magic, and Pomona came here only after she was sure that she would escape with her body.

"Did Harry take his broom with him when he left?"

"It seems to have." Hannah said uncertainly.

An unpleasant emotion brewed in her heart.

"To take or not to take?"

"I only saw them arguing, and then they left, and I didn't keep up." Hannah said guiltily.

"I'm going to lay a trap now. The devil's web doesn't distinguish between humans and spiders." Pomona said disappointedly, "Collect your thoughts, what should you think about now instead of fear?"

Hannah quickly calmed down and took out Da's fake Galleon.

"They're in a cave, and they have brooms," Hannah replied.

"It's good news if you have time to reply. They're fine now." Pomona said indifferently, "Tell them, I'm going to set up a devil's net at the entrance of the cave, remember to use super fluorescent flashes when you leave the cave, the devil's net hates light."

Hannah did so, and while she was in contact with the people inside, Pomona summoned a branch of the devil's net from the flannel bag, and then summoned several tubes of rejuvenation and rejuvenation potions, so that the part of the devil's net fell on the rock. The black vines looked like black mambas, meandering silently, driven by the potion and the growth curse, a piece of crab claw orchid soon appeared.

"I want Firewhiskey," Hannah muttered. "Hot cocoa for kids."

"The soil is too poor, and they can't grow stronger." Pomona looked at the devil's webs on the ground and said, "The bigger spiders may not be able to trap them."

"Harry once said that he would rather face the basilisk than see Professor Snape." Hannah said suddenly, "Neville's Boggart is him."

"If you want to die, don't think about it." Pomona reminded kindly, "Severus held a grudge for two years, and Neville even dissected a barrel of horned toads in fourth grade. Do you remember Neville's What is Pet Raffle?"

"Oh, he's really vengeful," Hannah said, as disgusted as if she had drunk a strangely flavored drink.

"You know now why Gryffindors are always tortured when they take Potions classes. You never get so vitriolic when you study with Ravenclaws."

"There are other basilisks, right?" Hannah suddenly asked again, "The one in the secret room is just one of them. I know that many people kept basilisks in the Middle Ages."

"That's Slytherin's problem." Pomona sighed looking at the hole. "Gryffindor is the winner, and the male lions have forgotten the credit for Slytherin."

"So what can we do?"

"Wait." She found a stone to hide from the wind.

"I wish I could see what's inside." Hannah said boredly, "It's so boring to blow like this."

"Weren't you scared just now?"

"I don't think there's anything else to do." Hannah breathed warmly into her palm, "If it doesn't work, I can still Apparate."

"Neville won't." Pomona smiled maliciously. "You're going to save him, dear."

"Oh~" Hannah said in frustration "Why is he so weak?"

"Every big tree grows from a seedling. Even mysterious people are vulnerable at times. You have to be patient..."

A blinding glare came out of the hole, and soon people on broomsticks could be seen coming out, but they were not flustered, and there were no spiders behind them, as if they just walked around the hole. Out.

Pomona and Hannah immediately jumped up and waved to them.

The first to descend was Harry Potter, followed by Ginny, Ron looked like he was about to vomit, and was supported by Hermione, and Neville reluctantly followed behind on a broom.

At this time, the benefits of Luna Lovegood can be reflected. She can't ride a broom very well, so she can ride a Thestral with Neville.

"What's the matter?" Hannah was secretly pushed out by Pomona and asked Harry Potter questions.

"The situation is not good." Harry said calmly, "The spiders have decided to launch a counterattack tonight, and the nearby Muggle town may also be attacked."

"How do you know?" Hannah continued.

"We just negotiated with Martha, er, a new spider queen. She will let her people stay in the Forbidden Forest and provide us with information, on the condition that her tribe is not wiped out."

"Spiders can also negotiate?" Hannah asked in surprise.

"It's disgusting, isn't it." Ron said with a haggard face, and threw up as soon as he finished speaking.

Pomona tried to stay away from him as much as possible, and soon the sour smell of vomit spread, and Hermione fought back her nausea and gave Ron a pat on the back.

"Mosag is old, Aragog died around 50 years old, and Martha is the most likely to become the Spider Queen." Harry said awkwardly, as if he wanted to stay away from Ron immediately.

"Who are you?" Ginny looked at Pomona in her school robe with restraint.

"Signed! Harry Potter!" Pomona deliberately said in a high-pitched and sweet voice, and Ginny's face suddenly became ugly.

"You should go back to the lounge and sleep!" the lioness yelled at Pomona ferociously.

Pomona could understand Ginny's feelings. The fruit trees that had been raised for so many years were finally ripe and bearing fruit. As a result, a group of thieves came and waited to pick the fruit and pick up the ready-made ones. The thief has been taken away, what kind of politeness is there to deal with thieves!

Pomona hid behind Hannah, and Neville and Hermione's expressions froze.

Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, the "dream duo" are reunited, so happy that Pomona can almost hear the old bat laughing secretly.

While talking, everyone heard the sound of wings flapping again. Luna Lovegood and her fiancé Rolf appeared together riding a Thestral. He was very similar to Newt when he was young, but he had a pair of salamanders He looked at Neville with hostility, as if a spark could be ignited at any time.

Following them was Lavender Brown, who was looking at Hannah Albert with hatred at the moment. When the thestrals landed, everyone was eerily silent, and Harry seemed to want to run away from this embarrassing situation.

Women are afraid when they go crazy, wizards are a little bit rational, witches are not rational at all, they can do anything, Muggles are afraid of these crazy witches, so they burn them to death, the problem is the real witches It couldn't burn to death, so the Muggles were also frightened crazy.

When people are crazy, they get used to it, and it's like vomiting. When they vomit, they get used to it. When the time comes, they can stay calm and calm in any big scene.

"Hey Luna, what are you doing here?" Harry asked dryly.

"Send something." Luna took a dirty and wrinkled hat from the messenger bag, "Professor McGonagall said you need it."

Everyone looked at her hand, and it turned out that what she held in her hand was the sorting hat that every little wizard who entered Hogwarts must wear.