Harry Potter’s Morning Light

  Chapter 135 Wheel of Fortune

   "Hi."

  It's very impolite to hiccup in the middle of eating, but Pomona Sprout still couldn't help it. This attracted the attention of the potion professor who was drinking corn soup opposite her.

   "Is it effective?" He said with a wicked smile.

   "Can you change its taste a little better?" she complained, and then hiccuped again.

The compound decoction also depends on who made it. It took a week for Hermione Granger to prepare the compound decoction in the first grade, but the transformation time was only ten minutes. The potion master Professor Severus Snape prepared it. It can last for a long time, hiccups are a sign to remind her to drink medicine.

   "It's almost midnight, do you want to drink it to sleep?" Seeing Pomona took the silver test tube out of the flannel pocket, Professor Snape picked up the crystal glass and took a sip of wine to remind him.

  Of course, Pomona would be willing to take a sip of the terrible potion, not to mention the kitchen is not far from her office, so she put the test tube back.

The curative effect of the potion dissipated quickly, and it was not as painful as it was when she was deformed. Except for her hair and height, her whole body was changing. The complexion was dull and the figure was short and chubby, but the amiable herbal professor disappeared. She became a fairy who came out of a fairy tale, with delicate and delicate skin, a tall nose and aqua-blue eyes. Because she had drunk a little wine before, her cheeks were extremely rosy, and her lips were like roses on the other end. The long gray winged hair no longer made her look old, but instead added a kind of dream, and Severus was dumbfounded throughout the process.

"What do you think about the prediction you just heard?" Pomona looked at the aristocratic table manners of this slum-born young man with satisfaction. Although there is credit for Voldemort, it is her who enlightened her. I feel very satisfied.

   "What?" He asked what he didn't hear her.

  "Master and servant, who do you think they will be?"

   "I don't want to talk about this now." He lowered his head and continued to drink the soup.

   "I know that the mysterious man asked the Death Eater to serve him as a servant, but he was not in the screaming hut at the time. How could the master and servant meet again?"

"Minerva gave the time converter to Miss Know-How. She took so many courses that I could see her everywhere." Severus said with a Slytherin smirk. "You know it's in the hallway. How does it feel to see so many of the same people at the same time?"

   "This is what you think of? That girl is too desperate, I am really worried that it will affect her lifespan." Pomona shook her head, she actually didn't approve of this experiment very much.

   "I find that she has been trying to make herself less conspicuous. She walks with her head down and doesn't raise her hands anymore in class. What is the reason?"

   "Minerva told her that she couldn't be seen using the time converter."

   "But obviously someone can see her, and she is not invisible." Severus pointed his finger to his eye, then pointed at Pomona.

   "It was Minerva who lied to her, and made her unobtrusive in order not to attract others' attention."

   "That means there are no rules for using the time converter?" Severus asked.

   "No, there is a rule that must never be touched."

   "What is it?"

  "Change your own destiny. If you change your own destiny, then you will not exist in the future, and you will not be able to go back to the past and change your own destiny. People who use the device will die directly."

"Is that why you didn't give the device directly to Harry Potter? Because if he saves his dog godfather, he will die too?" Severus smiled with enjoyment, as if he felt "dog godfather" This inelegant word was a pleasant thing, and he even toasted and drank a sip of red wine to celebrate.

"I think it's because even if the device is given to him, he can't activate it." Pomona stretched out her finger and circled around the mouth of the wine glass. "To activate it, you must have a strong desire. Granger has a strong thirst for knowledge. This Harry doesn't have it."

   "He is just like his father, lazy and mediocre."

"Just be fair, Severus, Harry is not as bad as you said. Call God to protect him quickly. Do you remember how long you used it?" Pomona couldn't help sighing. He learned armor and body protection. So fast, he didn't expect him to learn to call the guardian of the gods but so slow, if it weren't for Lily to take him to summon the guardian god, "Is there so few memories that can make you happy?"

  Severus was silent, looking like a kid who did something wrong.

  In terms of making himself happy, he is really clumsy. His name sounds like a serious pronunciation, and he doesn't understand Gryffindor's jokes.

  Pomona stood up, walked over and stretched out her hands like in the past to give him a hug, but he refused him.

  His movements are very gentle, not as fierce as a beating willow, but like a breeze blowing a willow tree, but Pomona was frightened by him.

  A kind of transformation is taking place, as if the quantitative change has undergone a qualitative change, although it is only a small point, it begins to spread rapidly, making people lose control.

   "It's late, I'll go home first." He stood up and said in a panic as if he was making excuses.

   "Good night, Severus." Pomona also replied dizzyly, and she was shaking all over.

   Then he left this small preparation room in the kitchen, and she regained her sanity until his footsteps were getting farther and farther away.

  Betrayal is a crime. Pete Pediru betrayed James Potter. As a result, Sirius Black spent twelve years in Azkaban. You can’t betray your friends like him.

   "Are you okay? Christine?"

  Draco, who was sitting across from the dining table, looked at her worriedly.

Master Malfoy is very handsome even in the Muggle world. From the moment he appeared in this Michelin restaurant, he attracted the attention of countless women. The Pomona who appeared with him is also a beautiful girl, like an elf. The dreamy feeling made many men look at him. The appearance of the two of them was like a landscape, attracting everyone's attention in the restaurant.

  There was a waiter standing next to their table, seeming to be waiting for her to order. The line of sight made her feel very uncomfortable. She is not a magical animal. Is it necessary to observe and study how she eats?

   "Same as him." She said impatiently, turning her head to look outside the restaurant outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. Since World War II, Britain has been very peaceful, and the city has no trace of the bombing.

  At first, she was envious of Furong's ability to show her beauty without any scruples, so she stopped drinking the unpleasant compound soup. Now she regretted that she played Christine in her true colors, she was used to hiding, and suddenly it was so noticeable that she really felt dangerous and unaccustomed to it.

   "Draco, Sirius Black is related to you, do you know that?"

   "I know, my mother belongs to the Black family."

   "What do you think of Sirius?" Pomona turned her gaze to Master Malfoy again.

   "I don't know him. He entered Azkaban before I was born. I have no impression of him except that he had a trouble at school in the third grade."

   "So you are not sad about his death, are you?" Pomona asked, and she was certain that Draco would not be as sad as Harry.

   "Mom was crying very sad. She said that the Blacks are the last." Draco said sadly, "The Blacks used to be so prominent."

  "I asked your godfather to help me find Regulus. I intuitively felt that he might still be alive. Would you like to help me?" Pomona asked, holding his hand.

   "How can I help?" Draco asked.

"Be an amazing doctor." Pomona stared into his eyes. "I have seen too many killings, but rarely see miracles. I don't know who saved Severus. Sometimes I even I feel like I'm having a dream, and when he wakes up from the dream, he will die. To me, it's the same as living in hell."

   "Oh, my dear, this is the sweetest confession I have ever heard."

  As soon as Pomona’s voice fell, a voice suddenly rang behind her, and then she saw the person in question appear behind them.

Severus was billowing in a black robe, looking like some kind of black smoke. The unbeautiful man bent down and leaned over to give her a kiss, and then used Death Eater flying in full view, "Khhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "It had to smash the glass window with a sound.

  All the Muggles were frightened and panicked. Draco calmed down after the initial panic, and followed the apparition.

  It's as if nothing happened just now. The handsome men and women who are different from them never existed. Everything is their illusion.

  (End of this chapter)