Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 1120 "Wishing Pool"

   Severus pointed his wand at the base on the back of the phoenix sculpture, and by the flashing fluorescent light, Pomona could clearly see the words written in Latin on it.

   "A clean person, everything is clean." She muttered in English.

  "This sentence is taken from the book of Paul Dattido." Draco Malfoy's godfather said, "I know this place is okay when I see it."

  Titus is one of Paul's epistles in the New Testament, and is often referred to as Paul's "Shepherd's Letter".

  Paul wrote to his co-worker and long-time partner Titus. Titus broke up with Paul and stayed on the island of Crete. His responsibilities were very difficult, because the island was said to have been the residence of the "father of gods and mankind" in the past.

  The water was as clean as "holy water", jumped in to make sure it was all right, but Pomona was still very angry.

"Why didn't you tell me!" She pushed the old bat hard, and then she remembered that he was injured, and just about to regret it, Severus looked at the cut wound by the short crossbow. They were actually healed. It's as if it's never been hurt.

   "It seems that this water has the same healing power as Phoenix's tears." Severus said, taking out an empty potion bottle, and using a magic wand to float the water in the tear pool into the bottle.

Pomona may have used space magic in the bottle. Pomona watched him keep loading it. I am afraid there are as many as an oak barrel. Then he poured a small bottle of golden solution into it. It quickly melted into the transparent water and disappeared. The trail.

"what is this?"

"Eternal elixir, it can prolong the efficacy of the potion materials that are easy to fail. I use it to prolong Fenrir's blood power when making wolf-bound juice." Severus sneered and said, "You can tell Albus · Dumbledore. I know he wanted this secret recipe a long time ago."

  Pomona does not want to participate in the undercurrent between the two men.

  Albus can't see through "name", he is already the discoverer of 12 uses of dragon blood, but he wants more.

  Severus guarded Albus's move, but in the end Severus still handed over the improved formula of the wolf poison potion, and even gave him the Prince Award selected by the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association.

  Albus is an academic authority. No one dares to question him. It is almost impossible for a little-known person to defeat the ultimate boss of the "Matthew Effect".

  This is the case in the academic world. Edison, the king of inventions, did not have so many inventions. A person's energy and time are limited, and he bought many of them.

   mentions Ivan Dillonsby in Rita Kist's "The Life and Lies of Albus", who claimed to have discovered eight uses of dragon blood before Albus.

  It is estimated that ordinary children cannot see the brutal side of the wise and kind "Grandpa" with white beard and half-moon glasses.

  This is the power of authority. Young geniuses will never rise up in front of old authority.

  Perhaps Slughorn could compete with Albus in this respect, but Albus used Severus to squeeze Slughorn away.

  There are also contradictions between them. If it weren't for the bait of Harry Potter, the old slug would not easily agree to Albus' request.

   Just now Pomona listened to Severus's words and jumped into the pool without hesitation. She originally thought the water in the pool was sulfuric acid.

   "Can I drink Phoenix tears?" Pomona asked.

   "Guess what." Severus looked at her strangely.

  If the “authority” says that Phoenix’s tears can be drunk, people who follow blindly will drink it, provided that they have a way to obtain this precious potion.

   Similarly, Albus said that Harry was the seventh Horcrux, and no one would question it at all.

  After climbing out of the pool, the clothes were attached to her body. Even if there was no wind in the maze, she still felt very uncomfortable.

  She didn't dare to use the spell to dry it, fearing that it would destroy its special function, so she could only walk and let it "naturally dry".

  I have to say that the seventh labyrinth is a good place for cannibalism. Seeing the treasure is right in front of them, there will always be someone who can't help but kill their accomplices and then swallow them all by themselves.

  She took out her invisibility cloak.

   "Oh, my goodness." She exclaimed, "Why broke a hole?"

  Severus stopped, and looked at the opening in her cloak.

   "We used it once when we flew from the fourth floor to the second floor. It was still good before." Pomona said distressedly.

"Tebo Warthog's skin is not the hair of an invisible beast. It can leave such a big hole in the protective suit. You should thank us for escaping." Severus put his finger through the hole. I remember the Potter’s invisibility cloak has been used for so many years, and it seems that there is no damage at all."

   "Why are you...oh." Pomona remembered, and Albus borrowed the Potter's invisibility cloak to use it.

   "The ‘Magic Circle’ Dark Lord said it was part of the prison." Severus paid no attention to her anomaly, and continued, "It was to prevent the contents from escaping."

  Pomona took out the bottle she had just obtained.

   "What is this?" Severus asked.

   "Anna gave it to me." Pomona said vigorously.

   "Who is Anna?" Severus frowned.

   "I don't know, she said she is a memory."

   Severus tried to take the wine bottle, and drew back before his hand touched it.

"what's happenin?"

   "Can't you feel it?" Severus said, "It's as hot as a soldering iron."

  Pomona placed it in front of her eyes. She felt that the bottle was at a normal temperature.

   "Take it with you, maybe there are other uses." He stared at the bottle and said.

   "Anna said that it can be used to close that thing."

   "Who is Anna?"

   "She said she was a memory."

  Severus was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, and Pomona quickly put on the invisibility cloak, and then followed.

  They continued to move along the line on the ground, not knowing if it was because of the water in the pool, the tiredness disappeared, as if they had a good night's sleep and their bodies were light.

  They did not meet Xenofilius, Voldemort, or "Lyle" and Nadia, and finally came to the front of the temple without any risk.

  Tom Riddle was already waiting for them under the steps. At this moment, he turned his back to them and looked up at the temple on the hillside.

  The temple is Greek style, and all the reliefs are coated with a layer of gold, which looks exceptionally magnificent against the white marble.

There are not only three sculptures on both sides of the steps, but there are 10 sculptures in total. Those sculptures are not all mages, but there are also people wearing armors, and people with sickles. Obviously, they have complied with the contract and never came here. Tell anyone secretly.

  "Xenofilius encountered a black eagle sculpture. What did you meet?" Tom Riddle asked.

   "A tearful phoenix." Severus said calmly, "How about you?"

   "A large mercury snake." Voldemort said, "Ravenclaw means the claw of a raven, why use an eagle as the emblem of the academy?"

   "Where is Xenofilius?" Pomona asked.

   "He went to collect the liquid in that wine glass." Voldemort said indifferently, "Don't worry, I can't kill him now."

   "Wine glass?" Severus asked.

   "A stone sculpture about the size of a tank." Voldemort turned around, and the crow was standing on his shoulder.

  "Did you drink the contents?" Pomona asked.

"The blood of a unicorn looks like mercury." Voldemort said. "Although I didn't drink its blood, I could feel its rhythm. The content in that glass is similar to unicorn blood, but it is not silvery white. Luster."

   "We also encountered a substance similar to Phoenix tears." Severus took out the bottle from which he had just collected the pool water. "It seems that they should have a similar relationship between 3-methoxy-4-hydroxybenzaldehyde and natural vanillin."

  Tom tilted his head for a moment.

   "They are the same thing." Severus said, "It's just that the first one sounds like synthetic, and the other sounds purely natural."

  "They are not perfect." Tom said, "Whether it is'Phoenix's Tears' or'Unicorn's Blood'."

   "No matter how close you are to God, Mongoñez Hagrid is a person, and he will eventually die." Pomona said softly, "You really didn't drink the contents of that cup?"

   "That's a trap." Tom said, "I'm not that stupid."

   "But some people can't stand the temptation." Severus sneered and said, "What will happen to those who drink it?"

  Tom did not answer.

"Their faces are on the outside wall." On the steps of the temple, Lyle Meyer appeared. "My face was ruined by leprosy. Drinking the blood of those people can reduce the direct damage of the curse, but I After drinking the blood of the newcomer, the original face would fall off, so I put their face on the wall."

   "It's disgusting." Severus said disgustedly.

"You have to admit that a face can play a big role in human society. I once had a handsome face. It was a wonderful time." Lyle smiled and said, "These cherubim Angels were terrible at first, but then people added wings to handsome men and beauties, and they became angels."

  If anyone sees the creation of the whole body, even the back straps and wings, and the eyes around the wheel, he will not think that it is the angel of wisdom coming, but think that he has encountered a monster.

  At this time, Nadia also appeared next to Lyle.

  She has silver wings and dark golden armor on her body. She looks like an angel who participated in the angel war in the book of Revelation.

   "Can we get in?" Voldemort asked.

   "Of course." Lyle turned sideways and invited them in like a hospitable host.

   "Guess, will they still deploy dark arrows?" Pomona asked Severus.

  The old bat made a stinking face, pulled his cloak, and walked up the stone steps.

   "Wait...wait." Xenofilius ran over breathlessly.

   "He can actually get it back." Pomona was amazed.

  "How do you say he is also a Ravenclaw." Tom said, "How do you think we will give the answer in the end?"

  Pomona shrugged, "You don’t know, how could I know."

  This stone step is not long, and there is no impassioned music. Soon they came to the platform in front of the temple.

  There is a group of eagles on the platform, and the lord of the underworld, Pluto, feeds a blood-red pomegranate into the mouth of Persephone.

  The two of them were standing on a chariot drawn by four horses. Athena and Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, were rushing to rescue her.

  Athena and the goddess of hunting are white, and other sculptures are black, including Persephone, the queen of the world.

  The black spring water flows out from under the chariot. Under the black support, the red pomegranate is so dazzling that it makes people unable to look away.

  "Are your coins ready?" Lyle asked.

  Tom looked at Pomona.

   "What are you doing?"

  "The last constellation, did you guess it?" Tom asked.

   "I'm not sure." She was crying, "And I don't know the order of heaven."

   "It's Lynx." Severus said, "but that nebula has no name."

"which one?"

   "NGC2419, Muggle nicknamed it, it's the Star Wanderer."

   "Most people don't know my name." Voldemort said, "But when it comes to mysterious people, they all know who it is."

   "Have you decided so?" Lyle asked.

   "Yes." Voldemort said firmly.

   "Then, please follow the order and put the coins into the pool." Lyle said.

  Pomona leaned over to the pool and looked at it. There were many shiny coins at the bottom of the pool, just like the Trevi Fountain in Rome.

   "If we make a mistake, what will happen?" Pomona asked Lyle.

  Lyle smiled but said nothing.

  Severus took out the metals and a jar of mercury, and began to make them synthesize.

  Voldemort looked at the sculptures of Hades and Empress, as if thinking about the order of the kingdom of heaven.

   All of a sudden she did nothing.

  So she stared into the depths of the temple, wanting to see what it looked like inside.

The inside of    was dark and could not see anything, but after she got used to it, she saw a little orange light.

  The light was like the sun, and Pomona could only hope it was not so hot and melted their wax wings.

  (End of this chapter)