Harry Potter Morning Light

"cheers!"

Malfoy Manor, once the dining table of Death Eaters, is now occupied by four men and women, and what is placed on the table is not the corpse of the Muggle Studies professor, but French-style pan-fried lamb chops.

The basil leaves sprinkled before serving the table washed away the bloody smell left in the house, at least Lucius Malfoy, the owner of the house, had a slight smile to cope with the scene.

Narcissa was happy, so Bella wouldn't come and curse her, and Snape was as expressionless as he used to be at school meals, making the house-elf think that his cooking was terrible.

It was two women who were clinking glasses, and the sound of the crystal clashing was so pleasant that it reminded Pomona of the magic crystal props placed by the bedside, like the kind of sound toys that would hang on the bedside of a baby.

"Narcissa, how long has it been since Malfoy Manor held a party?"

"About how long has it been? Is it six years, my dear?" Narcissa asked her husband with a smile while raising her wine glass.

Lucius smiled while chewing the lamb chops, then turned his face and took a sip of champagne expressionlessly.

"I think we can hold a charity gala with the theme of caring for war orphans, and call on everyone to donate to build an organization like the Muggle Orphanage."

Surprised, Narcissa watched her husband call for help.

"Why do you have such an idea, Pomona?" Lucius asked with a smile maintaining the aristocratic etiquette.

"You know, the mysterious man grew up in a Muggle orphanage when he was a child, and was brought back to the wizarding world by Dumbledore. He grew up in an environment that lacked love and care, because Muggles are different from wizards and are very productive. , Irresponsible parents put them on the street like discarding cats and dogs, orphanages are often overcrowded, so how can precious children be disposed of so hastily?"

"Oh, there are still people who abandon their children?" Narcissa covered her mouth in surprise.

"Too irresponsible." Pomona cut a mouthful of tender lamb steak and put it in her mouth.

"So you think it's different if we open an orphanage to take in war orphans?" Lucius smiled and looked at Snape, but Snape didn't care about this topic at all.

"Of course, children from pure-blood families need special care." Pomona kicked Snape under the dining table, "Remember Norton, one of the twenty-eight families I mentioned to you last time?" A child of the family? He has a talent for potions, and he can come with Draco to find a cure for the aftereffects of the Unforgivable Curse."

"She's right, Theodore Norton is very talented in potions." Snape finished his lines dryly, and the expressions of the two shining Malfoys became more serious.

"But I remember that his father seems to be a Death Eater." Narcissa covered her heart with a frightened look.

"The son will make up for the debt owed by the father. Those who want to redeem themselves should be forgiven. I think this is what a decent person should give."

"That's right." Lucius looked surprised, raised his glass with a smile, "Cheers to the forgiveness that should be given to those who redeem themselves."

"We've just had a toast, don't you think it's too soon to toast again? My dear?" Narcissa smiled smugly, and Lucius had to put the raised glass to his mouth to drink.

"So, the Norton boy is the guest of honor at the event..."

"There's also Neville, the Longbottom boy, whose parents were also victims, and who's now a professor of herbal medicine at Hogwarts."

"I heard...he was a Gryffindor."

"Yes, but most of the people who treated his parents were Slytherins. Lucius donated a lot of money to St. Mungo. I believe Lucius should be able to invite the dean of St. Mungo, right?"

"Of course." Lucius immediately agreed under Narcissa's gaze.

"Look, you'll be busy after dinner, and I reckon you'll have a long list to prepare."

"Indeed, can you help me, Pomona?"

"I'm not familiar with nobles, you can ask Lucius for help, anyway, he has nothing to do at home." Pomona stuffed a mouthful of mutton expressionlessly, and the smile on Narcissa's face became more real.

"You're right." Narcissa turned her attention to old Malfoy, "Maybe you can take this opportunity to invite some friends from the past."

"Ah, Severus, are you going to the charity gala?"

Poor old Malfoy, Pomona shook her head secretly, continuing to eat from her plate.

"If I show up at the party, people will think that a ghost has appeared."

He didn't say a single dirty word this time, but made the atmosphere suddenly cold. Narcissa and Lucius smiled at each other, looking affectionate.

Compared with Auror's search, what made Narcissa even more unbearable was old Malfoy's unplanned attitude. He had been waiting for something, and finally Narcissa didn't want to wait any longer.

"Are you full?" Snape had finished his plate.

"I'm full!" Pomona didn't want to stay in the restaurant any longer even if the food on the plate didn't touch a few mouthfuls, so she took Severus' hand and left the tense restaurant together.

"Mistress, dessert!" Honey came out with a tray of cherry cakes, and Pomona took one, and walked down the stairs to the rose garden of Malfoy Manor.

The ancient family has a strict guardian magic, which will be opened after nightfall, and outsiders can't even find the entrance. Snape didn't make any disguise, and hung out with a woman in a white dress in the empty garden with his true colors .

This scene would have caused panic if it had taken place at Hogwarts or in Diagon Alley.

"How long are you going to torture Lucius?"

"How do I know." Pomona replied perfunctorily, "Do you remember how long the war between Hufflepuff and Slytherin lasted?"

"You're all crazy." Snape shook his head.

"You've made a lot of money, too, otherwise you wouldn't be able to buy that house in Spinner's End."

It is abominable to make money from wars, but earning money is really fast. Even without the support of the school board and the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts still did not compromise due to financial constraints and replaced Dumbledore.

"He never thought that I could buy his house." Snape smiled angrily. "He kicked me out of the house, and then it was my turn to kick him out."

This was the biggest difference between him and Tom. Tom used the money to dress himself up beautifully, while Snape used the money for more practical things, such as finding a place for Irene to spend the rest of her life.

He was only twelve years old at the time, and Draco was still traveling to Hogwarts alone in the summer to experience the joy of being the "Master of the Castle".

"Can you tell me now why the Philosopher's Stone is in Lily's vault?"

"I gave it to her." Pomona said bluntly, "I need to find someone I can trust to store that precious thing."

The legendary elixir and magic stone that was refined with countless lives.

"Some Muggles are really crazy."

"Crazy, stupid, and arrogant." Snape said through gritted teeth, "He doesn't deserve to live in this world."

"Why miss him and ruin such a wonderful evening." Pomona shook her half-eaten cake in front of Severus. "Want to eat?"

Severus ate it with her hands, then gave her a long Slytherin kiss with cream on the corner of his mouth.

Eleven rules of Slytherin, snake king, sacred and inviolable.

What did the basilisk in the secret room do wrong? It's just a form of listening to orders, and it's usually a poisonous snake that only eats mice.

How many rats would it take to feed a snake that big, because it killed Hogwarts rats?

"I have a present for you," the Slytherin head said with a smile after the French kiss.

"What."

"Close your eyes."

Pomona complied.

"No peeking."

Then he held her hand, just like she held the boy who was kicked by the unicorn back then, and walked into the darkness.