Harry Potter Morning Light

He who knows the angels must know the stars, and whoever knows the stars and the astrologers knows the whole world, and knows how to unite man and angel.

- "The Eternal Code"

"The most difficult part is to attach the soul to the body." Perhaps because it was too boring, Voldemort chatted with her as if he had nothing to say, "The process of sublimation is to 'purify' the tangible body through water, air, and fire. , returning to the Kingdom of God, the Philosopher’s Stone transforms the invisible into form, that stone is also a kind of ‘flesh’, it has life, but it is the perfect life created by alchemy, and the Adam created by God. Gardmont works differently."

"The original Adam?"

"Hypor called him the 'Prisoner of Light'. This person can be in the Garden of Eden, but he must follow a fundamental rule."

"What rules?"

"Aristotle has been pursuing the fifth element. In fact, we can see the fifth element every day. It is light, or the light of stars. Adam Gardmond is the son of light. In this field, people cannot Creator fights, in the dark world, people occupy the position of the creator, the basilisk obeys me, in its eyes, I am not only a father, but also a father god, and everything I name it must be carried out, does it sound right? Does it sound familiar?"

Pomona was speechless.

"It's blasphemy," she said after a long while.

"I know." Voldemort said indifferently, "I tried to put my soul back into my body, but I couldn't succeed in the way I understand it. My original body was created according to the laws of the Creator, unless I follow His. Rules, otherwise I can't be resurrected, I have no other choice but to create a new body to attach to."

"Like creating the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yeah, you all know I want that rock, that's why I built a kid's puzzle game."

"Are you possessing me like Quirrell?" Pomona was a little apprehensive, she didn't want to have a face on the back of her head.

"You don't stink, so you don't have to worry about what you think." Voldemort said with a sarcasm, "The source of my resurrection comes from the darkness. It is an incomparable body, but you only care about my face. More handsome."

"Tom, Severus is as talented as you, but he is not as good-looking as you, and has more setbacks than you." Pomona said helplessly, "Your experience in this world is much easier than his."

"It's hard for you to believe that Severus will come back from the dead, right?" Voldemort said suddenly, "Why can't the Philosopher's Stone bring people back to life like the Resurrection Stone?"

"Have you ever used it?"

"I'm not like you, there is a person who is eager to be resurrected."

"I'm not like you, I need a perfect body."

"Giving power to people who don't need it, do you think it's fate or coincidence?"

"You believe in fate, that's why you care so much about Sybil's prophecy?"

"I thought you already knew." Voldemort said calmly, "The thirteenth rule of Slytherin nips danger in the bud. Thirteen is really an unlucky number."

It was only then that Pomona remembered that today is March 13, 2005. People often say Black Friday, but Sunday is the day when the Creator completed the task of creating the world and rested. It is no longer there.

"Didn't you say you killed Lily because you wanted to know how Severus would react?"

"Judas betrayed for silver coins, but he betrayed me for a woman."

"Maybe he knows that following you has no future. He betrayed you to find a way out for himself."

"Even if I can see what you are thinking at any time, I still don't understand what you are thinking, what are you thinking?"

"I don't know either." Pomona whispered.

She is nostalgic for the house on the moor, she can be herself freely, and no one will accuse her of being indecent and dignified, not like a lady should be.

Perhaps Rose was so happy in the third class not only because she could dance freely, but also because with Jack by her side, she was no longer a "glamorous prisoner".

Giorgione's Venus is a dead person, Titian's Venus is a living woman, who has just finished her bath and is waiting for her lover to come for a tryst, while the maid is looking for clothes for her.

There are many irresponsible fathers in this world, not to mention that Severus is only Draco's godfather, but unfortunately he has made an unbreakable vow, so he will take care of Draco for the rest of his life.

And she was Draco's godmother like a fool.

Love can really blow your mind.

"Tasting the forbidden fruit is forbidden by God, that way of creating man..."

"I know what you want to say." Voldemort interrupted her.

"Then do you think a newborn baby has a soul? Or how is a soul produced?"

"There have been many cruel experiments in human history, and various tragedies born by coincidence. Children raised by animals behave like animals. Do you think they have no soul?" Voldemort asked.

"I have no idea."

"Look, you guys can talk about this instead of 'If I'm old, will you still love me or not' kind of thing."

"Can you give us some privacy!" she yelled, a little annoyed.

Voldemort laughed.

Only then did Pomona realize that he had made a joke.

Just when she was in a daze, there were slight footsteps in the forest, and she immediately pulled down her hood.

Not long after, a masked man in white clothes came out of the forest.

The white robe on his body was not the sacrificial robe worn by priests, but the school uniform of the Japanese Institute of Magic.

Unlike Chinese wizards, Japanese Institutes of Magic actively participated in international competitions, including potion competitions. At that time, all participating students had to wear their respective school uniforms.

The school uniforms of Hogwarts are distinguished according to the school, and the school of magic is based on the level of knowledge. Usually the freshmen who have just entered the school are pink. If the student has excellent grades in all subjects, it will turn into gold. This school uniform will change with the height and shape of the student.

The opposite is that if a student violates the International Statute of Secrecy, or the Japanese Wizarding Code, the clothes will turn white.

"Whiteness" is a shameful symbol in the Japanese wizarding world, and students will not only be expelled from magic, but may also face trial.

The young student in front of him is "albino", but he refuses to take it off, and he still wears a hideous mask on his face.

There is a kind of music and dance called "No" in Japan. Pomona still can't understand what it performs, but the mask of Noh is very exquisite. Seeing it, Pomona feels a chill down her back.

Some of the masks on display were women's faces, some were men's faces, and there were also ghost masks like the one in front of her. She couldn't remember whether it was Yaksha or Prajna.

"He did it, you think?" said Voldemort.

"I don't even know what happened." Pomona murmured to herself.

She took out her wand and began to wonder, who was the first godfather of wizards?

The title of the book quoted is in Latin, De religione perpetua, there is no Chinese translation, the name of the eternal code is not very accurate, the sentence itself is translated by the British

I personally think that Muggle=Mugus+Angel